Miranda will be here all week...

"Hey Dad!" Miranda suddenly spoke up brightly, and Robin realized that she was still staring at Viola and himself. "Did you hear about the guy who sneezed?"

"Uh, no..." Robin said, wondering where his daughter was going with this. She hadn't said anything, and the expected need to defend himself was not becoming apparent.

"He lost his shoe... wait, THERE it is! AHHH SHOOOE." Miranda pointed to one of Robin's sandals, which he realized he hadn't put away. Yep, he'd broken one of the house rules.

"Got me," He nodded. "Viola, Miranda."

Lauren rose from her seat on the couch, grasping Miranda by the shoulders. "Ok, grab food, I gotta go soon anyway. You uhm... they're early." She apologized over her shoulder before spinning Miranda around and pointing her in the direction of her room. "We'll call you when it's ready."

Viola sat there a bit nervous feeling her thigh brush against Robin's leg. Seeing him and Lauren was one thing, she wasn't prepared to see his girls too! Though from what Lauren mentioned, it seemed they didn't anticipate this either. Did they usher the kids out of the house before their night began upstairs?

She had noticed Titania was looking, well more like staring at her now. It wasn't outright, more like trying to catch a glimpse from the open fridge door. When they locked eyes for maybe a microsecond, she shut the fridge and headed upstairs following behind Miranda. What was that about?

"Ahem, you uh want to borrow something to wear for dinner?" Robin asked her. She answered with a puzzled look before catching him motioning her to look down. She nearly squealed, at some point her camisole bunch up and her panties were in plain view!!

"Y-yeapleasethanks!" Lauren had to hide her snickering as Robin headed upstairs before rushing back with a pair of poofy sweat pants. Sweat pants?

"It's uh, it's all I have without asking them to borrow one." He responded as if reading her mind. True, I guess if it wasn't so obvious that something weird was going on then that question would only further imply such. Her face was as red as a tomato, lifting her legs up and pulling the sweatpants up to her waist. Roomy, lot of air for her legs to breathe in.

"Looking good!" Lauren shouted from the kitchen, while she was heating up dinner. Viola nodded silently, keeping her hands tucked behind her as she and Robin stood awkwardly together.

"Your girls seem nice."

"Yea, they're a real pain but you learn to love 'em."

"Hehe, are they both.. do they share the same mother?"

"No, different partner for both. Didn't work, but no regrets since I have them in my life."

She blushed hard, that was so sweet!

"So um, dinner Spaghetti?"

"It's uh, special serving of Robin-style Spaget! Really it's just something I invented when I was hungry in early days."

"Oh I didn't know you cook!"

He shrugged but smiled back. "Yea, a little here and there. Will you be staying for dinner?"

Viola beamed, how was he this way? He was such a different man upstairs, but here he was such a sweetheart! And a loving father too, who just invited her to stay over for dinner. Lauren smiled as she readied up, it was all eyes on me I guess.

"Yea, I'd love that."