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In For The Win (purobbie)

Purah blinked, trying to ignore the burning desire to ask him about his foster dad. "Okay. Yeah, that will work. If you don't mind me invading your space."

"Oh! No, I don't mind at all. Uh, I can text you the address and we could meet up there after lunch?"

"Yeah, sure. Can I trust you to hold onto Terrako until then?"

"You bet. No harm will fall on this little guy, I promise you."

She nodded. "Sweet. Alright then, let's go get lunch and meet up again at your house. I'll see you in a bit."

"Yeah."

As she headed down the hall, she realized she had just agreed to go to the house of a guy she had just met yesterday. While she was sure Robbie didn't have any ill intentions (he seemed a bit too awkward for that) she knew how it would look if someone found out. Mainly if her younger sister Impa heard. 

Oh she'd never hear the end of that.

As she left the building and made her way to the parking lot, where her old red mustang sat (her pride and joy, mind you), she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. Pulling it out, she found a text from Robbie with an address followed by a picture of Terrako's box held to the seat with the seat belt.

See? No harm will befall this box. I'm following all safety precautions here.

She couldn't help but snicker a bit. Very safe indeed she sent back before getting in her own car and driving off to find a sandwich place. 

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Robbie sat with the garage door open, leg bouncing nervously. Terrako's box sat on his desk, undamaged as he had promised, and his computer whirred softly behind him.

He practically never brought people over to his foster parents' house. Heck, most people he knew didn't even know if he had parents or not. And yet he basically flat out told this girl and invited her to work on the project in his garage lab, which his foster father had told him was his own private space.

Good Hylia, he had met the girl yesterday.

Although when he thought about it there was just something about her that made it so easy to trust her. He hadn't known her long enough to make an accurate judgement but it seemed like she was the type to never let anything hold her down for long, and Hylia she was smart as a whip. She had her own hand gesture just like he did and she wasn't afraid to strike a pose in public. He had found that out the minute they left the coffee shop.

All this made him feel just a little less alone in the world. 

Like him, she didn't dress normal either. With her red tights and strapless grey dress under some kind of trench coat. Her heels that could probably kill someone, the red glasses balanced on her head, her double earlobe piercing, and her hair piled on her head in a bun. That unique red streak of hers. 

He silently wondered just how long her hair actually was.

A car engine made his head snap up and a beautiful red 1965 mustang rolled down the street, parking at the sidewalk in front of his house. Purah stepped out a minute later and Robbie couldn't help but whistle. "That's one cool car, Cherry!"

"Thanks!" She locked the door before making her way up the driveway. "Believe it or not that thing was a pile of junk when I bought it. Everyone told me it was unsalvageable."

"Well, I never would've guessed," he grinned, gesturing vaguely to the garage. "Well, here we are. My garage lab."

She studied the equipment for a long moment, studied the shelves of materials on the wall, his computer setup, and, finally, her amber eyes landed on him again. "This is quite the setup. I'm pretty impressed."