Bring you some Margaery and Sansa, and Rhaenys and Robb, and the Stark siblings :) I hope you enjoy this! It's not happy…if you know the show, I think you can figure out the scene is, pretty early on.
If you want any more drabbles, let me know – I have post on tumblr with ideas and plans (here), feel free to prompt something around that, but it doesn't need to be exactly that. And by this one you will quickly get that for example just because someone gets a Clarke storyline at that moment, it doesn't mean they get all of them.
Also this certainly falls in the same world as my bigger The 100 AU, that one centered around Arya/Gendry, called "Fighting for Us"!
Enjoy this crazy thing!
Sansa had been caught by surprised when she saw Margaery coming near her, covered in a green hood, masked with flowers.
"Get your siblings," she pleaded with an exasperated voice.
"Why?!" Sansa asked her, but already collecting her youngest brother into her arms.
"Just do it. I'll get Robb."
Sansa had only been able to find Arya when Margaery had come back with Robb by her side.
"We need to go now," Robb pulled on Arya at that while Margaery had her by the hand.
"I haven't found Bran," Sansa answered, "Why do I need to find him?" Sansa wondered again.
"He'll be okay," Margaery said, sharing a look with Robb, "But we need to go now."
Sansa couldn't see why, but she followed them. They ran up the hill, into the forest, further and further way from TonDC, and then Sansa noticed something flying above them, a light, and she stopped, instantly wanting to go back, but Robb held her, Arya and Rickon down tight as the world exploded and they were pushed back.
"You knew?!" she murmured as she got out of Robb's arms, "You did this, Robb, you let it happen." Her words louder, with her hands still checking on her younger siblings
"I had no choice."
"How could you not warn them, Robb?! Margaery, those are your people – they trust you and expect your leadership!" Arya was awake now, and while she couldn't process her words, her punches to Robb were the loudest things.
"They do and so do the people in Mount Weather. If we moved, they would know there was someone on the inside–" Margaery spoke, still straight and unfased in the ruins of so much death, only to be stopped by Rickon's cries, louder than Arya's yells, between Englist and Trigedasleng.
"Arya, they would know Rhaenys was in there – she would have gotten hurt," Robb continued arguing. "Or her brother would and she would kill me for that."
"And now our brother could be killed," Arya said with a vicious voice, before taking off, with, "when did our brother became the price to pay for the Princess".
They called for Arya, but she didn't look back, as she run into the fire.
"Sansa, you need to see why we did this?" Robb looked at her, with hopeful and terrified eyes.
"I see why, but I don't think that in any point you were right," Sansa answered, "Having a reason is not being right, Robb. Our parents were floated for a reason," she pointed out. "Those deaths are on you, both. If something more happened to Bran…" Sansa couldn't finish that sentence and with a kiss to Rickon's head, she left a scared but quieter boy with Robb.
"Sansa…" Margaery said, following her back into the forest, "Don't blame your brother. If you have to blame anyone, blame me."
"I can blame both, Margaery. I don't know how you will look people in the eye after this."
"I did what I had to do to guarantee our survival."
"Yeah, but we also should deserve to live," Sansa said, entering the fire and destruction, while Margaery turned around to go back to Robb.
