How would you write your version robin and starfire’s first meeting, and star trying to convince him to kiss her to learn English (and any other languages robin knows)?
Starfire: *feverishly looking around*
Robin: Okay--Okay--calm down, look, I'm sorry we had to pull you off of those guys, but we don't kill people down here. I mean--okay yeah humans kill each other all the time, but when we can avoid it we--
Starfire: Na-she z'roch essfahrnath! Taran vo koch! *gestures at the sky* Vo koch!
Robin: ...right. Alien. That's okay. You're not the first alien who's landed here. *fishes a communicator out of his belt* Okay, I'm going to call a friend, and then we can probably start to figure this out. *points at sky* FRIEND.
Starfire: *hesitantly and skeptically* ...Furrend.
Starfire: Narras 'furrend'... sa va shol? *hovers off the ground slightly and gestures at her floating feet*
Robin: '...does the friend fly?' *does a little hop* Va shol?
Robin: Look, I'm doing my best here, alright?
Roy, offscreen: Robin, she like, almost murdered those guys and you're playing charades with her.
Robin: JUST LET ME WORK, SPEEDY. *glances back at Starfire* Va shol? *strikes Superman flying pose*
Starfire: *face lights up with recognition* Ras! Ahhh--um...*makes a fist and gestures at her ring finger* Esfarra... *lights up a starbolt next to her fist, imitating the glow of a Green Lantern ring*
Robin: Green Lantern! You know what Green Lanterns are!
Starfire: Gurin Lantrin? Na sha Oa, ras? *gestures at the sky*
Robin: Oa--Yes, Green Lanterns! *mimics the Green Lantern ring and with one fist and mimes creating a construct with the other hand* Vwoooom....
Donna: *quietly* Oh my god.
Starfire: *tilts head* Furrend Gurin Lantrin?
Robin: Yes! Friend Green Lantern! *starts dialing a frequency into his communicator* This is great. We'll just call up the Green Lanterns, and--
Starfire: DAKKO! *swats the communicator out of his hands*
Robin: Ow! Jeez! That hurt! I thought you--
Starfire: *slams her mouth onto his*
Cyborg: Um, should we, like--?
Robin: *.013 seconds of flailing before being overcome by general befuddlement once he realizes this is... weirdly clinical for a kiss. Thorough, but not what you'd call passionate. But also she is very warm. And strong, but despite her previous violence there's a strange sense of safety in her arms. And she smells a little bit like ozone and orange spice tea. And she's scared, and so hurt, and so lonely. Somewhere in the midst of that kiss, he can feel a loss and a fury as all-consuming as his own. But of course she's holding back. There is a burning inside her that he cannot begin to fathom, but at the very least, he wants to understand.*
Starfire: *breaks out of the kiss, breathing raggedly* Don't call the fucking cops.
Roy: *cupping his hands around his mouth and yelling* ROBIN I THINK GREEN LANTERNS ARE COPS. *immediately gets punched in the arm by Donna*