This was originally part of a larger Christmas story I was writing back in mid-December. Unfortunately, I didn't finish the major story on time, so I took this small segment out and made it into its own thing. I just reworded a thing here or there.
The sun rose over the distant horizon of Master Hand's realm of trophies. The town that sat at the bottom of the hill, and the mansion that rest atop, were blanketed in a thick layer of snow. Already, Smashers were out front, participating in snowball fights, making snow angels, and building snowmen.
Inside the mansion, the foyer was once again filled to the brim with Smashers, Assistant Fighters, and Mii's, all of whom had recently left the comfort of their rooms. A door opened to one room in particular, out from it came the smiling face of Robin. She took a deep breath as the door shut behind her. When she exhaled, she began to stroll down the hallway.
Robin paced up to a set of double doors. Beyond them was the gymnasium. Peering through the glass windows, Robin looked around the room. Scanning left to right, she saw one individual alone using the bench press. She smiled as she recognized him. She pushed on the handles, entering the gym. The man looked up, confirming to Robin that it was indeed Ike.
"Hello, Ike." Was all she could say as she walked closer to the mercenary.
Ike returned to his station, lifting and lowering a bar to improve his strength.
"Hello Robin, how did you sleep last night?" Ike said each word in between reps.
"Good, and how about you, Ike?"
"Fine…"
Robin raised an eyebrow. "Just fine?"
Ike looked over to her, then back to the ceiling. "Wario and the lot of them were having their weekly celebrations in his bar. It made things difficult when trying to sleep."
"I'm sorry, Ike." Ike smirked at her comment.
"No worries, it's in the past, just as long as they don't do it tonight as well."
Robin scowled slightly. "You're not usually the type to complain."
Ike chuckled. "I wouldn't be complaining if they weren't so loud."
Robin sat on a bench next to Ike. "They're only enjoying themselves, Ike. Cut them some slack."
Ike grimaced slightly. "They could lose a little of that, 'enjoyment'."
Robin's expression was blank. "And you could use some of it." Ike looked over to the smirking Robin.
"Robin, please don't tell me you're here to try and get me to go out." Her only reply was tilting her head to make an adorable smile. "I hope you know last time someone was put up to do this, it didn't end so well."
"Well, jokes on you, Ike. No one put me up to this. In fact, the other Smashers were trying to get me to leave you be."
"Good for them, looks like they're learning."
"Eh, regardless of what they said, you are going to spend the day with me, whether you like it or not." Ike burst out laughing between reps. "You think I'm kidding."
"Look Robin, I know what you're trying to do, and I'm thankful, but that's not going to happen." He shot her a look.
"Oh really now?" Robin put her hand on her hip.
"Yeah, really… I ain't leaving this place, not now, not ever." There was a short silence between the two as Ike waited for Robin's response. When Robin didn't reply for some time, Ike shook his head, peering back up to the ceiling and resuming his station.
Robin waited a moment, and then stood up. A smirk grew across Ike's face as he thought he had won, and that she was about to leave the gym. However, Robin walked up next to the bench. Ike stalled his rep; the bar was now lying lightly on his chest.
Ike's leer expression was swapped with Robin's. She waited another moment, and then began to climb on top of Ike's stomach. Ike felt his breath struggle as Robin sat crisscross on his torso. Ike couldn't lift the bar off his chest, nor could he resist against Robin's light weight; he had become for the first time in his life, a prisoner.
"R-Robin, what in t-the Gods are you doing?" his voice was wispy as Robin shook her waist to add comfort for her, and discomfort for Ike.
"Oh, just taking a seat is all…" She tilted her head to make the same adorable smile from before.
"Well, can you get off?" Ike tried lifting the bar up, but he couldn't find the strength to do so. Robin leaned forward, her elbows against Ike's lower chest. Her bright brown eyes were piercing his own ocean blue eyes.
"Only if you go out to town with me for the day." Robin requested simply. Ike was flabbergasted by her request.
"Oh for the love of Yune, come on, Robin!" For once, Ike was actually pleading.
"Nope, I gave you my terms. Take it or leave it. And by leave it, I mean let me get just a bit more comfortable" She shook her waist again. Ike grumbled. He was completely defeated.
"F-f-f…" Robin brightened up as Ike began. "F-f…fi-fine." Robin held out her pinky.
"Do you promise?" Ike grimaced again.
"Good lord…" Ike rolled his eyes. Robin shook her pinky for emphasis. If it were any other Smasher, Ike would have tossed them across the room by now. However, seeing as it was Robin, possibly his best friend, he didn't have the heart.
Ike let out one final, long, grumble. "I… promise…" Robin giggled.
"You promise what?" Now Robin was only teasing. Ike could tell, mostly because this is how they usually interacted.
"I promise to spend the day in town with you." Robin held her pinky closer to Ike's hand. Ike locked his around hers. Satisfied, Robin stepped off of Ike, allowing him to finally lift the metal bar off his chest.
Ike sat up from the bench, looking to Robin as she pulled out a small journal.
"Alright Ike, let's not waste any time… Come on lazy bones." She grabbed his wrist, pulling him off the bench and toward the doors. Ike sighed, wanting to throw out a rebuttal.
"You could afford to lose a few pounds." Robin smirked at his comment, sticking her tongue out to razz Ike. The mercenary smiled for once, taking a deep breath as he readied his mind for the next few hours.
The female tactician and mercenary approached a coat closet. Robin and Ike had changed into warmer clothes. Robin still wore her robe, but was wearing more appropriate clothes under it for the cold. Ike had a plain blue sweater, while also wearing fur boots to keep his feet warm. Robin reached into the coat closet, pulling out a long black robe like hers, however larger.
Before Ike could make a comment, the robe had been thrown in his face. When it fell down into his arms, Robin only looked on with a bright grin. Ike groaned, putting the robe on. He had to admit, it was warm, but he kept that to himself to spite the foul woman.
Robin and Ike approached the front doors of the mansion. The female tactician looked over to Ike, making sure he hadn't run off while she wasn't looking. Rolling his eyes, Ike gripped the gold handles. Pulling them open, a cold draft blew into the foyer, sending a shiver down Ike and Robin's bodies.
Ike wanting to prove to Robin his compliance took the first step into the snow. Robin smiled, following close behind the mercenary. Young Greil looked around the front of the mansion. The Koopalings were engaging in a long snowball battle, Toon Link and Ness, with assistance from Little Mac, were building a snowman.
Zelda and Peach had joined Bowser and Robin (male) around a bon fire. Zelda pointed to Robin and Ike, Peach almost cheered to see Ike out here.
"Ike…" The mercenary looked down the path; Robin was leading him to the town at the bottom of the hill.
When he caught up to Robin, she locked her right arm with his left. He looked over to her. She just looked ahead to the small town. His expression became moot. For some reason, she made things odder when she moved her body closer to his. While strange, even for Robin, he paid no mind to it.
The town of Smash was a quaint place; all the streets, houses and shops appeared rather old fashioned. Looking around, Ike could see many other couples locked in arms.
"So Ike, where to first?" Ike looked down to Robin.
"I thought you already had planned that out?" she giggled.
"I did, I just wanted to see what your reaction would be."
Ike simpered. "And if I did have an idea, what would you have said then?"
"Oh just that your opinion doesn't matter." Ike laughed. That was pretty straightforward.
For several blocks, the mercenary and the young tactician walked arm in arm, occasionally laughing as they goaded each other. Ike paid close attention to the passerby's, the cheer and joy each had was almost toxic. When he and Robin did lock eyes, they would just smile to one another.
It felt good to Ike, being surrounded by so much positivity. His whole life felt like endless disappointment, so much negativity. Yet here, he felt… Good.
Robin pointed ahead of her and Ike. The building in particular had people filing in and out of it. He assumed this was the shopping mall. Robin and Ike approached the entrance, and even from here, Ike could smell the incense of perfumes, food, and freshly stocked items.
Analogous to Smash Mansion, the store was blasting music. The current song was 'Bye Bye Blackbird by Peggy Lee'. His and Robin's pace seemed to slow as they walked through the store, listening to the music. Ike was entranced by the song playing. He and Robin swayed in rhythm to the lyrics. It remained this way for some time, until the song ended. Once that happened, Robin let go of Ike's arm, pacing over to a rack of coats and sweaters.
Ike chuckled, apparently learning a new side to Robin just now. 'Didn't think she liked shopping, ain't that something.' She returned, holding a scarf in hand. Ike didn't have time to object, she just threw it around his neck.
"Uh, Robin." This was barely audible behind the scarf.
"Hmmmm...nah." she pulled it off, making Ike spin around. She returned with a beanie. Ike cringed as she kind of just squished it on Ike's head. It was way too big, the sides covered Ike's eyes, looking like a small pale on his head. Robin giggled. Ike looked around aimlessly, pretending to be blind.
Using his hands to feel around, he patted against Robin's forehead, then her nose, then her cheeks, then her lips with his fingers. He used his thumb to lift the top of the beanie. Peering out, he made a disgusted look.
"Eww, what's that right there?"
Robin snickered. "What Ike?"
"Oh well, you seem to have a little something right…" he covered Robin's face with his palm. "…right here… you might want to hide that." Robin giggled some more. She reached over to the beanie, pulling it down to cover Ike's eyes again. He simply chuckled.
This all used to be part of a larger story called 'A Clever Tactician'. For anyone who may have questions pertaining to that story, and what has happened to it, PM me.
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