Who: Betty Peabody What: Betty watches the finale of Robin Hood, season two. Then she freaks the merry fuck out. When: Wednesday night, May 5th, 2010 Where: Betty's apartment in Las Vegas Warnings: Emo? Brief mention of violence. Oh! And major spoiler if you have no idea what happened at the end of season two. >.> Status: Complete!
You don't want to see this, Red.
"Shut up, Robin. I've gotten this far, I'm not going to stop now," Betty muttered under her breath from her perch on the couch in her living room. It was a good thing her roommate was at work, or else she wouldn't quite know how to explain talking to herself and referring to someone named 'Robin'. Such was her life.
She'd come home from work that night fully prepared to do nothing, much like she'd been doing ever since her jaunt to Mexico the weekend before. For once in her life, Betty was feeling uncharacteristically like not doing a thing but sitting on her couch and watching television. And not just any television, ever since her split with Phin she and Robin had been engaging in their own cruel form of masochism. Watching the show that he and Marian came from. And for Betty, watching all the ways in which she and she and Phin had basically lived their head mate's lives over.
Seriously, stop, this isn't what you need right now. We should be concentrating on other things.
Usually when Robin took that tone with her Betty listened, it was remarkable how at the sound of his voice in her head she would immediately go still. They'd only been together for a year, and their connection had always been powerful, and something of a mystery to Betty. It wasn't anymore. The more she watched the show, the more she realized just how much she and Robin were the same person. Exact same person. If that wasn't unsettling, in the past few months Betty had managed to single-handedly repeat most of his mistakes, and more.
There was something else, at the edge of Robin's voice when he spoke, that caught Betty's attention. A note of plea, and she faltered. What was so bad that he didn't want to see it anymore than he wanted her to? Betty shook it off, fidgeting in her cross legged position to get more comfortable without disturbing the Sheriff too much on her lap.
You're not me, Red. You've done yourself one better with Phin than I ever did with Marian. You let yourself be in love.
"Oh really? Let's just go down the list here for a minute. Jumped into a relationship with Phin. Left him behind to wage a war that wasn't even mine. Killed people, and for what, more glory like you? Unlike you with King Richard, I wasn't able to save Michael, and technically half the time I was helping people on the other side... You would never have done that. I fell for another guy which technically puts me in Marian's camp as well, fuck my life. You came this close to torturing Guy, I went one step farther than you. I ran away from Phin just like you did from Marian, and now I've gone and taken her away from you when you deserve to be with each other forever. I'm scared of forever. I have the self-righteous hero bit down pat. I have your temper, your weakness for trouble, I practically have 'death wish' tattooed to my forehead... There's no part of me that's not you, Hood."
Robin was silent for awhile after that, and Betty relaxed into her own misery as she sat there glued to the tv screen. He couldn't argue, because she was right. She was fucking up, possibly worse than he had, though at the very least nothing she'd done had resulted in Phin's death. Though it sort of felt like he'd died, or that she'd died. Maybe both? She hadn't expected to miss him this much and she couldn't tell anyone, but it felt like she was in mourning.
... The next thing she knew, she was watching as Guy of Gisbourne ran Marian through with a sword and Betty blinked in shock. Once, twice, three times. It wasn't going away, and suddenly her head was spinning and she was spiraling. She could feel Robin's pain, ripe and sharp in her head, his anguish filled her entire body and then she felt her own mixed in with it, that's what made it real. Without even really thinking about it, she was jumping up from the couch, a hissing Sheriff skittering across the room but Betty barely noticed as she proceeded to ransack the living room for her cell phone.
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"We have forever, my love."
"I hope we have forever in heaven because we didn't have enough time on earth, not nearly enough time."
"We were busy..."
"We were fighters, and I'm proud, you keep fighting for me, Robin."