In Rob We Trust

It is happenning! Oh my gods! it is happenning!!! Daisy yelled in Rachelles face, equal exuberance mirrored back.

The hotel room was stocked complete with Robs favorite drink, a drink he could not get in the states, Purple death. Something to do with a certain ingredient not legal there but legal in Vancouver...who knew?
The convention had been a year in the making, full of screaming,panting Duskers as we were labeled. Duskers were only the most uber of Dusk fans, and we two were in the throes of it full on. The guy, the hottie beyond all hotties a certain Rob Chatterson was hinted to be there. We were not totally sure but pretty certain as our Rob-dars were going off constantly. Yes I said it, Rob-dars.
Our caper began months earlier as we fantasized about maybe meeting Rob and that led into our grande caper beyond all capers.

Simply, we would stock our room full of Robs known favourite beverage, as well as others, tell only 10 others and make them swear on their Dusk DVDs that our room would be Las Vegas..whatever happenned in our room would stay in our room. We would then write six notes full of our no cameras, no lookie-loos policy for our party (in Rob we trust) and hand them out stealthfully to the six stars including Rob attending the convention.
If they didn't show up, then so be it..we had the makings of a great Dusker party anyways..but if they DID show up!!! Lawdy Lawdy !!!!

Rachelle and Daisy had one thing left to do and that was handing out the last note, the one for Rob. Rob's attending had obviously to do with him actually being at the convention and we were not so certain but nevertheless. Tonight was THE night that was touted as the secret surprise night and this HAD to be it. The last night was the ball so this HAD to be the night where his royal Rob-ness would show up.

Time 4:45pm and just enough time on the schedule to have a quick supper before the gathering tonight in the auditoreum. Daisy, okay that's me (may as well fess up) and Rachelle decided to eat light and save the snacking for the party later. We ate with quick smiles ping-ponging from both our mouths, we couldn't help it. I felt like I was 15 again with a big crush on Den Freely ..infact this whole convention and feel left me digging into my second childhood again. This was definately a girlie girlie thing that men would never understand and who cared? we were overjoyed.
Rachelle wiped the last bit of ranch dressing off of her chin as we gathering our things to head on back. The auditoreum was teeming with Duskers...sort of like how bees looked hovering near the beehive opening, oh we were drawn to our honey yes we were.

We had to make a last minute change to our clothing before we showed up. We didn't have to rush as we had the "golden seats" so we tried to move casually...but the excitement all around us spurred us into a bit of a trot..oh well so much for casual. Cleavage baby..lots of Cleavage ...and tight and diaphaneous, anything to get his attention, anything. We brought out all the ammunition tonight..Rob didn't have a chance.
Grabbing hands to help calm ourselves we moved through the crowds to our seats, I had the note in my pocket because I won the coin toss! I got to give it to him..actually shove something in his pocket!!! gahhhhhhhh!
Rachelle was reading the convention booklet again, it was getting all dog eared already but we got another for keeps. "Okay two songs from the band and then the secret "whatever" is going to happen" she said. I looked at Rachelle, she was my best friend, a person that would give the shirt off her back if she thought you needed it. "Here, you have it" I said handing the note to her. "I'll be too nervous to shove it in his pocket". Rachelle looked at me, "seriously? I mean seriously? " serious man..yes seriously!! I answered her back with a grin. I think I saw a tear...either a tear or the drool from the girl just behind her, salivating over a few choice 8 by tens of Sir Rob.

Lights lowered....this is IT! Rachelle hit me in the thigh a few times for emphasis whilst I quietly hyperventilated...okay but almost!!!
The songs seemed to take forever...two songs from the last soundtrack of Dusk..gooduns.
Lights lifted just a tad and a follow spot in blue hit the stage
...was it? we saw someone's elbow near the corner of the stage, covered in leather...was it????
Oh his grin...oh the noise!!! the crowd went ballastic as Rob Chatterson strolled out on center stage grinning into the audience and shielding his eyes so he could see. His just cut hair had grown back to the style we loved and a lock flew out to hang over his forehead. His pants, his shirt, his butt! okay he was all there and in the flesh. I snuck one look over at Rachelle and she was actually out of her seat and standing! HAHA!!
It seemed to take at least ten minutes for the crowd to settle down and then finally after his first word "hi!" and another five minutes of hooting and stomping and laughing, we got down to a Q and A of sorts. EVERYTHING he said..EVERYTHING was funny..or sweet or touching...or at least to our Rob-sessed ears it did. When the last question had happenned he proceeded to ask the first two rows of the auditoreum to come up on stage for a hug and a kiss. A HUG AND A KISS! A HUG AND A KISS!! ...did I mention the kiss part? gahhhhhhhhhh. So up Rachelle and I flew...floated till we were up on stage and I felt my legs go all wobbly as we made our way closer and closer. All of a sudden Rob grabbed his microphone and asked the last row to come up as well! awww what a sweetie! so there we were one heaving, panting,painted,perfumed sea of girlity, moving towards one goal.
Rachelle was one away and then ...so THERE. I saw her kiss him, hug him,get a photo and then a split second of a word or two with a note shoved into his hand. Okay not the pocket and he might throw it away but so far so good.

Next it was my turn. He grinned as I came up, made a redhead comment and kissed my cheek and gave me a big bear hug. I could smell his sandalwood and chocolate (apparantly he had just eaten a Twix bar!)scent on his body "here have the other piece!" he said after I commented on the chocolate smell and then flash went the camera and I whispered a "read the note and please come" line to him as I went down the stairs back to my seat. The rest of the time in the auditoreum was nearly a blur until we waved goodbye to him and promised to see the next film in the dusk series. Rachelle and I took small bites on the other Twix...saving a bit for a souvenir.
Okay we had 90 minutes before our room party happenned. Time to go and get ready.
Rachelle and I lit candles, had drinks chilling and music pumping from the Ipod with the speakers so we could all hear. The sound of knocking ...Okay..nerves...breathe!

Not sure who to expect this early we opened it only to have six of the then duskers pile on in craning their necks to see if any celebs had shown up as they found seats. I looked down and up the area outside our door...I looked positively suspicious I thought...no one else is getting in but those invited ..OKAY!!! everyone relaxed as two more Duskers showed up and then four of the six celebs invited actually came! wahooo! they stated that they loved the privacy aspect, knew that Rob would come for the Purple poison and thought it a great way to kick back after all the convention press junket and media hoopla ate up their energies. Drinks were poured, tunes turned up and we all started to dance and laugh and talk the night away. I was rather light headed when the last two duskers showed up and then five seconds after they entered, a quiet-ish knock happenned and I said .."Oh this has to be him"...I mean it had to be. His body filled the frame of the door, as did his smile, his bottle and his scent....c'mon in Rob I giggled as he made a little half bow and sauntered in. Yayyyyyyyyyyy! and there he is!!! called out as Rob pulled his coat off and was led to a chair to sprawl. Ashley Bean came over and kissed him on the cheek saying "well done" and then "enjoy some freedom". Rob pulled at my sleeve, "er..so where's this Purple Poison?" he whispered loudly..."I'll get it AND the bottle if you want" I said as I reached for the table all spread with yummies.
Coming back was no easy task and I tripped. I tripped carrying a bottle (cork in thankyou) and a glass filled slightly with Purple Poison onto the lap of Mr. Rob himself. My face was in his groin. Yes. In his groin. I was helped to my feet from Allen Stutz, another hottie from the show and noticed my drink had soaked into Rob's pants. "I'm sooooooooo sorry!"
I cried as he tried to wipe the stain with a serviette. "You want to take those off so I can soak the stain out?" I asked...not really listening to what just came out of my mouth. "Sure, smiling calmly with a twinkle in his eye, would'nt be the first time a girl asked me to take off me trousers" he said with a hint of that lovely British accent of his. He took my hand as I walked him to the bathroom and showed him the extra bathrobe that hung there. "Put this on and we can fix that in a jiffy" I said as I closed the door behind me. My cheeks were burning...I had excitement and embarrassment churning through my system as I turned back to the crowd. Rachelle was looking at me and laughing hysterically...she knew what was going on in my head, only she WOULD know..heh.
In a brief moment Rob was out again, glass in hand newly poured with Purple Poison and his pants placed in my hands. "Rachelle? you want to help me with this?" I giggled...

Before the night was through, there would be twenty songs played by Rob on his guitar, much drinking and dancing and cuddling and talking done with an exchange of emails and a promise that Rachelle and myself would be the go-to party girls next time they found themselves filming in Vancouver again.

I'm only telling you this now, to let you know that sometimes dreams can come true, to never give up and oh..by the way, THIS NEVER HAPPENNED OKAY? remember that.

hehe...
all names were changed to protect the not so innocent.

the end.