AGE 15: the first time Robin and Regina shared a baby


"Congratulations Robin," spat Regina, bitterly looking down at the floor. "Now our child is dead."

An offended sound came from the back of Robin's throat. "Hey it's not my fault. I told you to think fast."

She glared at him, a soft growl falling from her lips as kneeled down next to the busted flour sack. It's white powder had exploded all over the sidewalk and her boots while it's packaging lay ripped in the street.

Still pissed Regina shook her head. "I can't believe you threw it at me."

Robin threw up his hands, nonplussed. "Hey it's not like I threw an actual baby. It's just a flour sack."

"That flour sack was ten percent of our health grade! And now it's blowing in the wind!" she stressed.

"Whatever," said Robin, shrugging his shoulders. "I'll just tell Miss Matheson I tripped and she'll give us another one."

Regina rolled her eyes. It was just like him to be laid back when their project is busted in the street. "You're the worst co-parent ever," she muttered.

Robin snickered at her. "Well, look on the brightside… after this you'll never have to share a baby with me again."

She scoffed, unable to hide the smile tugging on her lips. "Thank god."


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