Me: My god plot bunnies! Leave me alone!

Jazmine: What is it this time?

Me: I was playing Fire Emblem: Awakening, and I was just thinking about Chrom and Robin…the female Robin.

Jazmine: Why?

Me: Well…things are a bit straightforward in that game, and I was wondering about special moments between them, and then the Chrom-plot bunny pranced though, and thus, this was born!

Jazmine: Oh my god.

Me: Anyways, so in the game, my Avatar Robin married Chrom, yes? Well, I was just wondering about those special little moments we're supposed to make up, and I made this up. It'll start with the support conversations, then I'll do my own little thing. It'll be a few drabbles here and there, and then the ending. My way, because I love that game and this came out of…nowhere really. But, HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHROM! I LOVE YOU!

Chrom: Thank you

Me: I made this story for you! I hope you like it!

My In-Game Robin appearance: Black-haired, Voice 2, long hair, medium body type, strength in magic (the cover picture is more accurate)

Me: And if something like this already exists, I apologize in advance.


Disclaimer: I own nothing!

Chapter 1: You think what?!

"HYAH!" Robin shouted, giving the practice dummy one last swipe with her steel sword. The blade sliced what was left of her dummy into even tinier bits, unrepairable at this point. Robin sheathed her sword and chuckled nervously. "Looks like I overdid it with this one," she said to herself. Maybe she should stop taking lessons from Vaike. After all, swinging an ax wasn't like swinging a sword, so of course Vaike would be more heavy-handed with his attacks then she would.

Quickly, she swept up the pieces from the dummy and disposed of them, placing its stand back in its proper place. Then, she put her sword back in its place and pulled down three heavy books. Well, she had nothing better to do unless she wanted to destroy more dummies, so the best thing for her to do was to study up a little bit. Maybe she could get some ideas for new battle formation. The flap to the tent swept open and someone walked in.

"Finished training for today, Robin?" A deep voice asked.

Robin shivered slightly. She knew that voice well, very well, since it was the first voice she heard when she had woken up in that field. If Robin could guess, she could say that she may have had a slight crush on her savior after that day. And why wouldn't she? Not only was Chrom honest, but he was brave, loyal, dependable, a good warrior, a kind-hearted man, and he tried to be there for everyone. And Robin didn't mind that he was handsome either. Every woman around camp was basically head over heels for Chrom, and though she didn't want to get involved with any spats over him (especially since she didn't really have her memory and could have been engaged to someone in a far off land) and have battle tactics messed up because someone hated her for liking Chrom. She wasn't that petty and hoped she could avoid that.

Turning, Robin smiled. "With combat practice, yes. But I thought I might review a few battle histories…" she gestured to the books she was holding, shrugging.

Chrom chuckled. "You should relax a bit. Put your feet up. Experienced solders rest when they can. On a campaign like this, you never know when the next battle may break out." And if he was honest with himself, he'd be devastated if something happened to Robin on the battle field because she was overworking herself to make sure everyone stayed safe. Ever since Chrom allowed her to join the Shepherds, she had worked hard to make sure she was up to par with everyone, whether it was practicing magic with Ricken and Muriel, learning swordplay from he and Fredrick, sparring with Sully and Kellam, or even training with Panne. She was even learning small healing abilities from Lissa and Libra and taking stealth lessons from Vaike and Lon'qu, but he couldn't remember Robin ever taking time for herself. That, and if he was even more honest, he liked having her around…he liked it a lot. But there were in the middle of a war. Now was not the time for a crush with someone who probably saw him as a good friend who she owed some sort of favor to (though Chrom thought of some favors he wouldn't mind asking for).

Robin put the books down and rubbed her shoulder, chuckling a bit. "Heh, so I've noticed. With all that's happened recently, we've barely had time to even eat." They barely had time for much of anything lately. Everywhere they went, it was ambush here, thieves there, assassins over there; it was stressful, but they were fighting to keep their people safe.

"It's been a tough road, to be sure," Chrom answered, smile fading. "And it's only going to get harder." He hated being a bearer of bad news, even though he secretly found it adorable how Robin would get cute little creases in her forehead when she was worrying about something, and hated even more how exhausted everyone seemed to be. Even he was tired of always getting some sort of bad report about the road ahead.

As he thought, Robin frowned, and said wrinkles appeared. "I do try and rest when I can though," Robin admitted. "A lady needs her beauty sleep after all."

As soon as she said that, Chrom fidgeted a bit and looked at her strangely. "Er…" he began looking everywhere but at her, shifting nervously on his feet.

Robin raised an eyebrow. "…What? Did I say something?" Why was Chrom acting so nervous? She had never seen him act this way, other than the time Vaike had made some crude gestures and remarks about how Chrom's eyes may or may not have been staring at her for too long.

Chrom fidgeted again. "Er, no…No, it's nothing." He said finally.

Robin obviously didn't believe him.

"It's just that…Well, I just didn't consider you the type to care after beauty and such…I suppose I've never thought of you as a lady," Chrom explained, wincing. Hopefully, Robin would laugh it off-

"Excuse me?!" Robin shouted. How dare he? Just because she wasn't like Maribelle or Lissa, always pampering herself or having to freshen up after every battle didn't mean she wasn't a lady! She did like sword play and magic, but just because they were considered activities that men should only do, but that didn't mean anything! First Lon'qu and now Chrom? (1)

"No!" Chrom said quickly, holding up his hands. "I mean-I didn't mean-not like that!" He stuttered, tripping over his words. Robin would have found this cute, especially since he was blushing too red, but she was pissed. "That's is to say, a 'lady' per se…Er…You know, how you fight and strategize, and…Not to say a lady can't fight," he amended after seeing Robin's glare. "Gods, this is coming out all wrong," he muttered.

Robin crossed her arms. "My goodness, Chrom. You're the scion of a noble family, aren't you? Didn't they teach you manners at your fancy schools growing up?" If so, what school did he go to that said things like ladies who fight aren't ladies at all?

"Oh, gods, yes," Chrom said. "Of course they did. We spent a whole term on etiquette."

Obviously, the term wasn't long enough if he was going to say things like that to her. "Perhaps you could use another term, this time on how to talk with a lady," she voiced, letting her arms drop to the side.

Chrom fidgeted again. "It's just my image of a lady is someone so prim and proper…perfumed, and pretty…Nothing like you at all! When I look at you, I just don't see a 'lady'. Does that-…Er, Robin? What…What are you doing with that rock?" Chorm asked, taking a step back.

Prim?! Proper?! Perfumed?! Pretty?! Did Chrom really think she wasn't civil or cultured, that she smelled bad, and that she was a troll?! What, did he help her out of pity for the lost woodland troll?! Oh, she would show him. The rock was a bit bigger than her palm and felt heavier than she thought, but it would serve her purpose. "I'm thinking a sharp blow to the head might help fix your eyesight!"

Chrom held up his hands in surrender, though he was backing away even more. "N-No, wait! It was just a joke!" He tried, hoping for Robin to put the rock down and laugh it off. However, Robin took a menacing step forward, tossing the rock up and down in her hand. Chrom knew he needed to leave, and now! "…Gotta go!"

Robin let the rock fall from her hand as Chrom all but fled the tent. Once she was alone, she flopped onto a chair and sighed. "I don't believe it. The little craven actually ran away! What kind of manners…Sheesh…Oh well. Perhaps it's only fair. It's not like I think of him as a gentleman, let alone some fancy noble," she admitted. It was better to say that to cover up the hurt she felt. Chrom really thought that little of her, didn't he?


~Chrom~

"You are such an idiot," Chrom grumbled to himself. "An idiot! Not a lady? What were you thinking Chrom?!" He growled, angrily stomping back to his tent. "Great, first time you muster up the courage to talk to her outside of battle, and you screw it up by saying she wasn't a lady! You even said she wasn't pretty! What's wrong with-"

"Chrom?"

Chrom jumped, whirling around to see Ricken and Lissa staring at Chrom in confusion. "Is something wrong Chrom?"

Chrom shook his head, embarrassed at being caught. "N-No. I was just-"

"You were grumbling to yourself," Ricken pointed out. "And kinda loudly. We heard you from all the way near the fire. We thought something had happened."

"Nothing," Chrom said. "Just…I made a mistake and did something stupid, so I'm going to my tent to rest and try to forget this happened."

"You? A mistake?" Ricken asked with wide eyes.

Chrom sighed. Ricken had always looked up to him and thought he could do no wrong, make no mistake. Hearing this must have done something in his mind. "Yes. A mistake."

"Does it have to do with Robin?" Lissa guessed.

Chrom flushed. "W-What? No!"

Lissa giggled. "Please Chrom, everyone in camp knows you have a crush on Robin. It's totally obvious."

Chrom felt his jaw drop. "What?!"

Ricken nodded. "We're all wondering when you're going to finally talk to her and make progress, though it seems like it didn't go well." Ricken pouted. "Darn. Now I own Lon'qu 30 gold pieces."

"You're placing bets?!" Chrom asked incredulously. "On my love life?!"

Lissa nodded, smiling again. "Yup," she answered, popping the 'p'. "Most everyone thinks the war will be done and over with before you finally ask Robin on a date, but I think you can do it if you tried hard enough." She squinted at him. "But still, what did you say to Robin that made you react like that?"

Chrom sighed, explaining the situation to the two and what he said. When he was finished, Lissa smacked him with her staff.

"Ow!" Chrom held his head. "Lissa, what was that for?!"

"You're an idiot," she sighed, shaking her head.

"I know. Thank you for reminding me," Chrom muttered, rubbing his sore head.

"Chrom, you never insult a lady the way you just did! You never tell someone you don't think they're pretty, or prim, or proper, or anything of that sort. You should have told her that the last tactic she devised was well-planned, or that she has a way of handling long swords, or you should have asked her if she'd like to spar with you one-on-one on day," Lissa scolded.

"You should have even asked to review the battle histories with her," Ricken added.

Chrom sighed. "I know."

Lissa snapped her fingers. "Ricken, you're a genius! That's what Chrom needs to do!"

Chrom raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"

Lissa grinned. "Easy. Next time you want to talk to Robin, apologize first, but then ask about what our next move should be, and ask her about some battle tactics, or if she'll work with you during the next fight. Then, she'll see your concern about everyone and genuine interest in her hobbies, and maybe she'll think something more from it and fall in love with you!" Lissa sighed dreamily. "And then you'll have a big wedding, get married, and have lots and lots of babies!"

"Lissa!" Chrom was mortified. Though it did sound like a nice plan, Lissa didn't think of the flaws that came with it, like if Robin already had feelings for someone else (Frederick was a bit too eager to help Robin work on her form lately. It was selfish, but he hoped Sully would tell Frederick how she felt about him before Frederick started having feelings for Robin.) or if she only saw him as a brother. Plus, with the war going on, what if Robin didn't even want to pursue a relationship? Or if she was already engaged to someone before she lost her memories? Or-

"Chrom?" Ricken waved a hand in front of his face. "Are you okay? You zoned out."

Chrom shook his head. "No, just thinking." He smiled slightly. "You know, I think I will talk to Robin. Soon."


Me: I swear, support conversation C made me go 'what the bitch Chrom?!' and at this point, I had already had support C with Frederick, Vaike, Lon'qu, and Kellam, but I ended up with Chrom anyways. But still, I was just like 'really?' Anyways, the next few chapters (this will be short) will revolve around my take on the support conversations, but also Chrom and Robin's first night…*ahem* and pregnancy…twice…and an epilogue. So, drop a review if you like it.

Lon'qu, when the female avatar reaches support C with him, insinuates that he won't use his sword because your female and too fragile.