thatotherperv

I was reading

sexymermaid's retelling of Bs7 First Date and this silly little bunny came to me. (as for the title, everybody remember that book? with the bird? and the dog?)

Title: Are you my mother?
Author: Mel (

btvslover82)
Rating: G
Summary: fun with casting

Robin rinsed his mouth and paused, leaning heavily against the sink, head hanging. Long night. He had done it. Approached Buffy and told her he knew she was the slayer. Joined the cause, just like his mother would have wanted him to. The way he’d been raised.

He just didn’t know how he felt about one of Buffy’s sidekicks being the enemy he’d raged against his whole life.

As he straightened, he realized someone was standing behind him. A woman. She was younger than he…the age his mother had been when she was murdered. She was wearing his mother’s clothing. Except….

“You’re not my mother.”

“I give you a compliment and you don’t say thank you? Did I raise you that way?”

Robin turned towards her and crossed his arms, leaning back against the sink. “No, I mean literally, you’re not my mother. You got her all wrong.”

The apparition faltered. “Baby, I’m hurt that you don’t remember your own momma.”

He gave her the once-over, feeling detached. “Your skin is too light, your nose is too narrow, your voice is too high, and…those are not my mother’s hips. She had birthing hips. Used to complain that pants never fit right.”

The First looked down at its body, baffled. “She looked exactly like this.”

Robin snorted. “Not really.”

Looking infuriated, the First winked out of his bathroom, and Robin turned back towards the sink. “Figures the First Evil would be a white dude.”