Not Just The Side Character

Ch 10: Priorities

Random fact: I wrote the last chapter in exactly 30 minutes, yes, I timed myself.

Robin POV

My alarm goes off on my phone causing me to wake up. I use Scarfy shut it off while I continue to lie in my bed motionless.

I had that dream again, the one I love and hate at the same time. But this time it was different. Unfortunately, like most dreams, I can't seem to remember everything, just a small light.

Thinking about it is pointless, I have more important things to worry about today, like my birthday.

As if on cue, Robert busts through my door.

Robert: "Happy birthday!" He yells pulling out a strange cylinder from his pocket and pulling a string that's attached to the bottom.

Suddenly a loud *POP* goes off and confetti covers my room. What a mess.

It's been a few months since we got back to I-317 and I've settled in long since then. It's an odd feeling, this place was starting to feel like home.

Not that I'd ever truly experience that feeling again. I can't replace what was once in my home, I accepted that fact after my parents had died.

But I suppose what I have now is a close second.

Robin: "How did you get into my house?" I ask as I look at him blankly.

Robert frowns.

Robert: "When I greet you happy birthday you should say thanks. Not all this 'How'd you enter my house' mumbo jumbo." He says seriously.

Robin: "Then thanks." I say flatly.

He begins to smile.

Robin: "Now how did you get into my house?" I ask again in the exact same way as the first time.

Robert just chuckles and shakes his head.

Robert: "Get dressed, we're celebrating your birthday." He grins as he leaves my room.

I sigh then get up and begin to get changed

Ever since I became Robin and met Robert he's always been adamantine about celebrating my birthday. Then again, it's not like I actually know my real birthday.

I became Robin but all my knowledge about him is from the game, and since he's just a side character, little details like his birthday were not made.

Then there was my past life's birthday. I stopped keeping track of time after Natalie had died so it's no surprise that I've forgotten my birthday. It was pointless to keep track anyways, who would celebrate it with me?

So I've told Robert a lie, I said to him my birthday is on the same day as the female protagonist's. That way I have a yearly reminder of how much time I still have until the story begins.

And time is running out. Am I prepared? Have I strengthened myself enough? Will everyone stick to their script? Will all characters from both storylines be there? What about all the other side characters and mobs?

These thoughts cloud my head yet here I am getting ready to celebrate my birthday. Am I beginning to falter from my goal?

Knocking from my door snaps me out of my thoughts.

Robert: "Hurry up kid! We don't have all day." He shouts through my door.

I silently agree with him. I need to utilize all the time I have to prepare. So I'll be using Robert to inform me about the school and entrance exam.

I finish getting changed and as I'm about to leave my room, I walk by my full length mirror.

There was once a frail 5'1 blank faced boy wearing a teal scarf staring at me through here. Now four years later that boy was no longer frail and had finally broken through the 6 ft ceiling. Yet the face stayed the same.