Robin's Masterpiece - 4

Sunday
1:48 AM

Robin nervously grabbed hold of the man's hand and was instantly pulled from under the bed and helped to his feet.

He finally saw a full view of what he now could clearly tell was his hero. Although the room was dark, he could see that the man was tall (much taller than Robin), and had an athletic muscular build. He was strikingly handsome, and looked to be in his mid to late twenties, his hair was messy and oh yes, he was naked.

"Are you okay?" the man asked.

Robin looked into his deep eyes, and was slightly locked in them. "Y-yes," he responded.

While Robin did enjoy the view, he wanted to get out of that house as soon as possible. He glanced down at Roberto, honestly hoping he was dead.

"Um... thank you," Robin said sincerely as he looked between his hero before him, and his abuser on the floor.

"You're welcome," the man said with a conserned look on his face.

"Um, let's find you some clothes and get outta here."

"Okay."

Robin walked to the door with the broken, but still heavy dresser blocking it. He stood on side of it and pushed, but it was much easier to knock over than to slide out of the way.

"Uhnn!" Robin grunted as he struggled.

"I got it," the man said as he stepped in front of Robin. He slid the dresser out of the way effortlessly.

"Thanks," said Robin.

They walked across the hall into Roberto's bedroom, and turned on the light. The girl was still passed out naked on the floor.

"Oh god," the man said as he ran to check on the girl.

Robin continued to Roberto's dresser and took out a shirt and pants, "Here."

The man stood up and quickly grabbed the clothes and put them on. They were a size (or two) too big, but they'd have to do for now. Robin grabbed a pair of boots from Roberto's closet and he put those on as well.


Robin and his new hero wrapped the woman in the bed linnens and went next door to call the police. They arrived a few minutes later and took the woman, Roberto, and Robin and his friend to the hospital.


Sunday
2:30 AM

Robin laid back on a hospital bed, his friend in Roberto's oversized clothes standing next to him. Breaking the constant sound of random chatter, ringing office phones, and various footsteps in the hospital, Robin began laughing. Softly at first, and then a bit more uncontrollably.

"What's funny?" the man said.

"You look ridiculous," Robin said amidst his chuckles.

"Thanks. Thanks a lot." the man responded sarcastically, but cracking an honest smile.

"What's your name anyway?" Robin asked.

"I.... uh... don't know."

"Do you know who I am?"

"Yes," the man said as he took a seat in a chair next to the bed. "Robin."

"Wow, niiice."

Robin realized that his mission was accomplished. He'd done it. All of his hard work, patience, and perseverance had paid off in the best way, and not a second too late. Before him was his very own creation, a man; but more than that. A magically manifested human being. In all of his... baggy clothed glory. He was perfect, he was what he had imagined all of those lonely months during his creation.

"I know the perfect name for you," said Robin. "Raphael. What do you think?"

"I think it's a perfect name Robin," Raphael said.

The two exchanged smiles with each other. And he knew in his mind, it was good. His work was a success.

A doctor; male, middle aged, gray hair, the usual, walked in from behind the hospital curtains, but couldn't manage to break their sweet vibe... until.

"So can you tell me what happened?" the Doctor asked.