Note: Hello to everyone out there! I believe this is our first formal introduction. I am the Hose who is going to write a total of 101 random and totally unrelated apologues of our favorite couple, before I am dead...Hopefully.

It will go something like this-first the name of the drabble, then the season & episode it may have taken place in, there's the word count after that, and at long last... the chapter itself!

Also for a disclaimer, here's the first and last one you will ever see in this fanfic.
Not my sandcastle, in the sand, just like to sneak glimpses of the lives in there and simply be Snoopy. (he he, "Curse ya Red Baron!")

Warning: All the actions featured in this fic might just be a little out of character on the parts of our BRotp. (But that does not mean it is not possible. Even we can be a little unpredictable from time to time, to put it mildly.)

Here goes nothing. And don't ya dare say it really was nothing.
Actually you can, considering the fact that most countries are free nowadays. (Wonder why no one has ever claimed one yet, maybe I will!...Shushhhh! Don't tell anyone.)

Now without further ado, I present to you... the first of one-oh-one stories


Name: The day, after, Robin lands a freaking helicopter.

Context: Season 7, episode 22.

Word Count: 1,100.

It's somewhere around 8pm and every eye in Mac Laren's is glued to the TV, watching Robin Scherbatsky of the World Wide News pilot it's 'Eye in the Sky' traffic chopper.
Will she make it?

Well, for those of you getting a sense of deja vu...you must be aware of how this goes. The girl, against all odds, lands that helicopter without any casualties. The only difference here-She doesn't.

Nightmares; it's a world renowned commodity that everyone gets a taste of once in a while. Barney Stinson was no exception, no matter how awesome he might be, which is why he finds himself waking up in a cold sweat; Quinn sleeping by his side. Even her job seems like the most petty issue in the world as compared to what he went through just now.

It's a bit disturbing really that the girl he will wake up to the next morning is not the subject of the hellish dream, considering the fact that it did not feature anyone trying to kill him off.

Heck, that looks like a walk in the park after this.

The only thing which came close to it was his suits being shipped to Ted's.
Yes offence to him, 'cause seriously, a man who has been a part of all the T-shirt and jeans wearing lemmings out there will never be able to cope up with the four hour attention the suits require. And that just CANNOT happen. At least not till he's alive.

But, this nightmare is about an entirely different phenomenon. Something equally heart wrenching, maybe even more so as he can't really prevent it. Something very... real.

That's the part which scares him the most.


The clock shows it's 5 am when Barney, out of sheer desperation to make sure that Robin really is okay, calls her up. She picks up the phone after 3 more rings.

"Hello?"
Her voice is a bit groggy with sleep. And he releases a breath he didn't even know he was holding.

"Uhhh, hey Robin! Can you please meet me in front of Mac Laren's... right now?"

He has no idea where that came from but he realises that he really means it, because hearing her voice isn't enough. He needs to see her. Now.

She must have sensed the urgency in his voice as she concedes without any arguments. "Alright, I will be there in twenty minutes."

He suits up in a haze and gets out of the apartment without a second thought.

His heart is thumping like it's trying to run a marathon. He ignores it. An instinct now, just like his heart's tendency to beat out of his chest at the mere mention of anything remotely close to Robin.

The cab ride seems to take forever and by the time he gets to Mac Laren's, she's already there pacing in front of it while blowing on her hands. Normally, he would have made a joke on how she's giving them a blow-job if he wasn't so busy thanking every God he can think of, that she's alive.

Making his way over to her, he can't help but assume that this might just be a trick of the fog that's surrounding them. And seriously he should just kiss her senseless to confirm that she really is there and...

You have a girlfriend Stinson. He starts reprimanding himself. Her name is Quinn.

"What happened Barney? You look like you have seen a ghost."
Robin says, concern lacing her every word.

"Quinn's my girlfriend..."
He repeats, loud enough for her to hear.

"Who is a stripper! Yeah Barney, believe it or not, I know! So will the entire world once they see your TV ad today."
Robin lets out, exasperated.

"And please tell me, you did not call me here to share that piece of general knowledge."
She continues tiredly.

"General knowledge!"
He supplements the answer, with a salute.

Robin groans out loud.

"See...this is how we feel when you and Ted do it."

"At least we don't do it after waking up at the crack of dawn and ruining everyone's sleep!" She retorts.

"Actually you kind of did that to Marshall and Lily..."
He reminds her with a smirk which is a little hard to keep up. The idea of Ted and Robin together is another form of torture.

Her eyebrows scrunched together, she shakes her head at him and starts to walk away but he can't let her go this soon, so he blocks her exit and utters the first thing that comes to his mind.

"I just wanted to know if you would take care of my suits... if I had to go away for a long time."

There's a beat of silence and then-
"You asked me to come here this early to know if I would 'suit'-sit for you or not?!"
She asks incredulously, an expression of disbelief on her face.

Now that he thinks about it, there's really no one else he could trust enough to do that for him. So he nods with as much sincerity as he can manage.

And that does it.

"Are you serious Barney?! You call me at 5 in the morning acting like a part of you just died so as to hire me...for your suits? Is this some kind of practical joke? Are there cameras recording all this?"
She is almost shouting at him now.

"First of all Robin, you should be honored that such a great position is being bestowed upon you. And secondly I do not joke about something that important. These suits have been serving..."

"Yeah, yeah, spare me the lecture Stinson."
She responds back, dismissively.

"...me for as long as I can remember. They are the most faithful of specimens. Making me look debonair through my various number of conquests..."
And he continues on as if nothing happened.

"Okay! I will do it. Just. Stop. Talking!"
Each one of the word's etched with frustration.

And he hugs her.

She freezes up at first, but then slowly wraps her hands around him saying, "You know, I actually have a pretty decent alarm clock ...so please try to wait till the evening, next time you want to appoint me as your suit-sitter."

All he can muster up is a small smile and a 'Thank God you are okay', which gets lost in her hair.

Once they break apart, Robin mutters something about getting to Marshall and Lily's baby shower and bids him goodbye.

"That girl is going to be the death of me."
Barney speaks out to her fading frame.

What freaks him out is that he would not have her any other way.