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earwigficmirrorTitle: Papa Don't Preach
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empressearwig
Prompt: 39 - Forbidden
Pairing/Character(s): Robin/Patrick, Lana
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Sadly, not mine.
Word Count: 953
Spoilers/Warnings: Part of the Lana!AU.
Summary: “What am I going to like less than you wanting to poke a hole in your stomach?”
Author's Notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
theechochorus.
Lana walked hesitantly into her parents office and found Patrick seated behind the desk, while Robin read on the couch.
Upon hearing the footsteps, Robin looked up from her medical journal. “What’s up, buttercup?” She glanced at the clock hanging from the wall. “Isn’t it about time for you to be going to bed? Is your homework done?”
“In a little while,” Lana demurred, coming to sit next to Robin on the couch. “And yes, my homework is done.” She took a deep breath. “Actually, I wanted to talk to you guys about something.”
“Is it getting your belly button pierced again?” Patrick asked wearily, not looking up from his computer. “Because the answer is still no.”
“No, not that.” Lana toyed with the frayed bottom of her jeans. “Though, you might like that better after I ask you this.”
Patrick looked up and stared at her. “What am I going to like less than you wanting to poke a hole in your stomach?” His eyes narrowed. “What boy is this about?”
“Daddy!” Lana looked over at Robin for support. “Mom, tell him he has to not overreact.”
Robin laughed, and wrapped her arm around Lana’s shoulders. “A word of advice, never tell him not to overreact. It’s just going to guarantee that he will.”
Patrick nodded. “Listen to your mother. Now what is going on?”
“IwantedtoknowifIcouldgooutwithJakesomtime,” Lana mumbled, not able to look up to meet Patrick’s eyes.
“One more time,” Robin requested, though she was fairly certain that she’d understood what Lana had said. She knew that this wasn’t going to be pretty.
“I wanted to know if I could go out with Jake sometime,” Lana repeated more clearly, this time looking up at Patrick’s blank face.
“No,” he said in a clipped tone. “Was that all you wanted to ask us, because I think it’s time for you to go to bed.”
“Can’t we talk about this?” Lana pleaded. “You’ve let me go to the movies with other boys in my class, why not Jake?”
“Jake’s not in your class, now is he? And all of those movie dates were group activities.” He scowled. “Unless you’d like to tell us something that’s going to ensure that even that will be a no go in the future.”
“He’s only like a year and half older than me!” Lana protested, looking over at Robin for support. “That’s the same age difference as between you and Dad.”
“Your Dad and I met when we were grown ups,” Robin said gently. “Not when one of us was a sophomore in high school and the other a senior.”
“But I didn’t just meet Jake! I’ve known him forever, you guys have known him forever. Mom, he’s practically your nephew.”
“He’s still older.” Robin shook her head. “I’m sorry sweetheart, but I’m with your father on this one.”
Lana crossed her arms over her chest. “It’s so not fair.”
“Life’s not fair,” Patrick shot across the room. “Get used to it.”
Tears started to well up in Lana’s eyes. “I don’t understand why this is such a big deal.”
Robin stroked her hair. “Sweetheart, you’re only fifteen…”
“For another two months!” Lana cried out.
“And Jake’s seventeen. More importantly, you’re two years apart in school, which doesn’t seem like a big difference to you, but it is.” Robin looked up at Patrick. “Maybe we’d be willing to reconsider it at a later date?”
“How about never?” Patrick muttered.
“Patrick,” Robin warned sharply, throwing him a dirty look. She turned back to Lana, who now had tears trickling down her cheeks. “How about we talk about it again when you turn sixteen? In two months you might not even want to go out with Jake.”
She sniffled. “I will.”
Robin turned back to Patrick. “Do you think you can live with that arrangement? That we sit down and talk about this again in two months?”
“No.”
“Patrick…”
“Fine,” he muttered. He looked over at Lana who was looking at him hopefully. “That’s not a guaranteed yes after your birthday, you know.”
She nodded. “I know.” She hugged Robin. “Thanks, Mom.” She stood up. “I’ll go to bed now.” She walked towards the door and as she left, called out “Good Night!”
Robin looked over at Patrick, who had his head in his hands. “You had to know we were going to have this conversation eventually.”
“I thought it could be put off for a few more years,” he mumbled.
Robin laughed, and crossed to where Patrick was seated, settling herself in his lap. “Baby, you’ve been suspicious about Jake Spencer since he was six. You couldn’t have deluded yourself that this was never going to happen.”
“I should have insisted on an all girls school.” He nodded firmly. “That would have put it off awhile longer.”
“Maybe if it was a boarding school,” Robin said dryly. She wrapped her arms around his neck. “We won’t be able to say no forever, unless we want her actually rebelling.”
He narrowed his eyes. “Actually rebelling?”
“Sneaking out to meet him? Come on Patrick, you were a teenager once.”
“Oh,” he said flatly. “Can’t we send her off to London to live with Jax and Brenda?”
“She’d meet boys there, too,” Robin pointed out gently.
“Not if she was in a convent,” he muttered.
She stood and grabbed Patrick’s hands, tugging him to his feet. “Come on, let’s go to bed. We can talk about this more later.”
“Do we have to?” Patrick whined. He wrapped his arms around Robin from behind. “I’ll do anything to not have to talk about this more.”
“Anything?” Robin arched an eyebrow as she headed for the door, dragging Patrick behind her.
That had possibilities.
Author:
empressearwigPrompt: 39 - Forbidden
Pairing/Character(s): Robin/Patrick, Lana
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Sadly, not mine.
Word Count: 953
Spoilers/Warnings: Part of the Lana!AU.
Summary: “What am I going to like less than you wanting to poke a hole in your stomach?”
Author's Notes: Written for
theechochorus.Lana walked hesitantly into her parents office and found Patrick seated behind the desk, while Robin read on the couch.
Upon hearing the footsteps, Robin looked up from her medical journal. “What’s up, buttercup?” She glanced at the clock hanging from the wall. “Isn’t it about time for you to be going to bed? Is your homework done?”
“In a little while,” Lana demurred, coming to sit next to Robin on the couch. “And yes, my homework is done.” She took a deep breath. “Actually, I wanted to talk to you guys about something.”
“Is it getting your belly button pierced again?” Patrick asked wearily, not looking up from his computer. “Because the answer is still no.”
“No, not that.” Lana toyed with the frayed bottom of her jeans. “Though, you might like that better after I ask you this.”
Patrick looked up and stared at her. “What am I going to like less than you wanting to poke a hole in your stomach?” His eyes narrowed. “What boy is this about?”
“Daddy!” Lana looked over at Robin for support. “Mom, tell him he has to not overreact.”
Robin laughed, and wrapped her arm around Lana’s shoulders. “A word of advice, never tell him not to overreact. It’s just going to guarantee that he will.”
Patrick nodded. “Listen to your mother. Now what is going on?”
“IwantedtoknowifIcouldgooutwithJakesomtime,” Lana mumbled, not able to look up to meet Patrick’s eyes.
“One more time,” Robin requested, though she was fairly certain that she’d understood what Lana had said. She knew that this wasn’t going to be pretty.
“I wanted to know if I could go out with Jake sometime,” Lana repeated more clearly, this time looking up at Patrick’s blank face.
“No,” he said in a clipped tone. “Was that all you wanted to ask us, because I think it’s time for you to go to bed.”
“Can’t we talk about this?” Lana pleaded. “You’ve let me go to the movies with other boys in my class, why not Jake?”
“Jake’s not in your class, now is he? And all of those movie dates were group activities.” He scowled. “Unless you’d like to tell us something that’s going to ensure that even that will be a no go in the future.”
“He’s only like a year and half older than me!” Lana protested, looking over at Robin for support. “That’s the same age difference as between you and Dad.”
“Your Dad and I met when we were grown ups,” Robin said gently. “Not when one of us was a sophomore in high school and the other a senior.”
“But I didn’t just meet Jake! I’ve known him forever, you guys have known him forever. Mom, he’s practically your nephew.”
“He’s still older.” Robin shook her head. “I’m sorry sweetheart, but I’m with your father on this one.”
Lana crossed her arms over her chest. “It’s so not fair.”
“Life’s not fair,” Patrick shot across the room. “Get used to it.”
Tears started to well up in Lana’s eyes. “I don’t understand why this is such a big deal.”
Robin stroked her hair. “Sweetheart, you’re only fifteen…”
“For another two months!” Lana cried out.
“And Jake’s seventeen. More importantly, you’re two years apart in school, which doesn’t seem like a big difference to you, but it is.” Robin looked up at Patrick. “Maybe we’d be willing to reconsider it at a later date?”
“How about never?” Patrick muttered.
“Patrick,” Robin warned sharply, throwing him a dirty look. She turned back to Lana, who now had tears trickling down her cheeks. “How about we talk about it again when you turn sixteen? In two months you might not even want to go out with Jake.”
She sniffled. “I will.”
Robin turned back to Patrick. “Do you think you can live with that arrangement? That we sit down and talk about this again in two months?”
“No.”
“Patrick…”
“Fine,” he muttered. He looked over at Lana who was looking at him hopefully. “That’s not a guaranteed yes after your birthday, you know.”
She nodded. “I know.” She hugged Robin. “Thanks, Mom.” She stood up. “I’ll go to bed now.” She walked towards the door and as she left, called out “Good Night!”
Robin looked over at Patrick, who had his head in his hands. “You had to know we were going to have this conversation eventually.”
“I thought it could be put off for a few more years,” he mumbled.
Robin laughed, and crossed to where Patrick was seated, settling herself in his lap. “Baby, you’ve been suspicious about Jake Spencer since he was six. You couldn’t have deluded yourself that this was never going to happen.”
“I should have insisted on an all girls school.” He nodded firmly. “That would have put it off awhile longer.”
“Maybe if it was a boarding school,” Robin said dryly. She wrapped her arms around his neck. “We won’t be able to say no forever, unless we want her actually rebelling.”
He narrowed his eyes. “Actually rebelling?”
“Sneaking out to meet him? Come on Patrick, you were a teenager once.”
“Oh,” he said flatly. “Can’t we send her off to London to live with Jax and Brenda?”
“She’d meet boys there, too,” Robin pointed out gently.
“Not if she was in a convent,” he muttered.
She stood and grabbed Patrick’s hands, tugging him to his feet. “Come on, let’s go to bed. We can talk about this more later.”
“Do we have to?” Patrick whined. He wrapped his arms around Robin from behind. “I’ll do anything to not have to talk about this more.”
“Anything?” Robin arched an eyebrow as she headed for the door, dragging Patrick behind her.
That had possibilities.
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Date: 2008-08-31 03:39 pm (UTC)Hee, you're going to like the fic I wrote