what a birthday

[not_a_quaker]

The first thing I notice when I wake up is that my bed is much more comfortable than it was when I went to sleep. Then I open my eyes, and see that not only is it much larger, it's also got a sort of strange canopy over it, with some kind of image on it overhead that looks like the sky. There's a card on the pillow next to me that simply says To

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[robin_sparkles]

By the time Robin made it out of all the weird crazy mad crazy (did she mention the crazy), she nearly had to convince herself that the woman who looked like Rita Hayworth just couldn't be who she thought it was.

"...no," she said, as she approached. "Oh, no. No, really? It got you?"

[not_a_quaker]

It's somewhat of a relief to see Robin, looking like herself, and I shrug, still holding my field jacket tight around me. "Apparently it did," I reply, with a wry smile. "And me looking like Rita Hayworth, of all people."

[robin_sparkles]

"Yeah, you are looking pretty iconic today," she couldn't help joking slightly as her eyes slid up and down him and she shook her head slightly. "I actually wouldn't have guessed if not for the jacket, so you might want to ditch that if you're looking to secret yourself away."

[not_a_quaker]

"I wasn't planning on hiding myself away for the next three to four days or however long this lasts," I say. Absently, I wonder if Nix would bring me food if I was to decide to do just that. "I'm sure to get my fair share of ribbing from my men, but I'm not looking to avoid them."

[robin_sparkles]

"Ribbing?" Robin said with a dubious laugh, trying to hide her grin. "Richard, I know you may not wanna hear this, but I think if anything, they're going to be trying to cover up the fact that looking like that, you're really, really going to be turning them on."

[not_a_quaker]

"You're right, I didn't want to hear that," I reply flatly, and if I were the blushing type I'd be pink-cheeked right now. "Listen, would you mind giving me a hand? I need to find something that fits me, since my own clothes don't seem to be working at present."

[robin_sparkles]

"Yeah, come on," Robin agreed, knowing that while things had been awkward, she was well-capable of putting that behind her while she took care of a friend. "I've got tons of clothes you can borrow if they'll work for you. Shirts and pants, even!"

[not_a_quaker]

My shoulders relax slightly as a relieved smile spreads across my face. "Thanks, Robin, I really appreciate it," I say, especially since if I fit into whatever she's got that will save me having to argue with the clothes box. She's a few inches taller than me now, though, and I'm not sure how much of a difference that will make.

[robin_sparkles]

"So," she started conversationally, like they were having any old talk and he wasn't actually in the body of an incredible looking woman. "What's it like being someone that pretty much everyone and their brother drools over?"

[not_a_quaker]

I glance over at Robin, frowning slightly. "But don't you know what that's like already?" I ask, genuinely confused. She's gorgeous, after all.

[robin_sparkles]

Robin let out a bark of a laugh. "God, you really are so sweet," she said, marvelling in his direction. "I may be attractive, but I'm not Rita Hayworth. That's all the hotness plus the charisma, add in the name-factor and god, seriously. How are you not pinned to someone's bed with your ankles in the air?"

[not_a_quaker]

"Because I'm not that sort of person?" I say, my expression one of embarrassed incredulity. "And I don't really think of myself in terms of how attractive I may or may not be, even when I'm looking like Rita Hayworth. I'd rather not think about how my men have most likely fantasized on a regular basis about the woman I currently resemble."

[robin_sparkles]

"It's a form of respect, even if it kind of seems dirty," Robin was able to offer him. "I mean, if I think of all the guys who only ever saw me for my ass or my rack and just focused on that, I might have to cry myself to bed every night. So I just don't focus on that."