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Hoshi: The Robins save Yoshi from extinction, rob a couple million banks, and get in touch with their retro side.
Warning: Het, slash, femslash, crack. The Robins are OOC as all get out, and I might have given up on making everyone else IC. This story doesn't really have a reason until the last chapter. And a TON of Fire Emblem: Awakening spoilers! Beat that game first if you care about spoilers! Marc and cute things. Marriage, yeah. Please don't actually rob banks. INACCURATE BINARY LANGUAGE. I literally just punched in random 1's and 0's, so don't use the binary you find in this fic 'cause I don't even know what it really says.
-BUTICAN'THELP
Yoshi
Yoshi was so done with everything. How many times did his species need to face the threat of extinction anyway?! He turned a corner with the last batch of Yoshi eggs in existence on his back for like the billionth time, running from the creatures that would threaten their lives for like the billionth time.
And for whatever reason, those creatures were bulborbs. Sheesh, Yoshi always thought those frog things were vegetarians, but what did he know about Pikmin?
About as much as he knew about Marc, apparently.
"THORON!"
Yoshi watched as the male tactician practically ripped apart the army of bulborbs with a mix of lightning and fire spells, fueled by rage and protective instincts.
"Yeah, I'm not even going to try to try to stop him." Robin shook her head. She turned her attention to Yoshi. "You need help hatching those?"
Yoshi nudged the eggs in her direction. It was kind of hard to warm eggs in a cold place when you yourself were cold-blooded, after all. He sat back and continued watching Marc wreck the frogs singlehandedly.
"Just so you know, when we get married, you're the one who's going to have to raise this bunch with Marc, okay?" Robin pointed out. "I'm not the babysitting type."
Before Yoshi could ask her what she meant by marriage, the eggs had already started to hatch.
"OH MY GOSH ROBIN YOU SHOULD'VE TOLD ME SOONER!" Marc had somehow rushed over to where they were with a camera in his hands.
Yoshi looked back to where the bulborbs were supposed to have been, but…there was nothing left behind…
"AWWW ROBIN THEY'RE SO CUTE LOOK AT THEM AWWW!" Marc snapped the camera like no tomorrow as the baby Yoshi broke through their shells. "THEY'RE A RAINBOW AND THEY'RE SO TINY OH MY GOSH."
"Yes, yes, I have eyes, Marc." Robin said as she rolled them. "I can see that they're cute."
"Can we name this one," Marc picked up a dark blue baby Yoshi gently, "Chrom IV, can we, please?"
"Chrom IV would be a great name." Robin insisted.
Yoshi gave them a hesitant look. Well, all baby Yoshi were just called 'Yoshi' to continue the family line and name, but if it wasn't for Marc they would've had a much harder time surviving to this point.
And considering Marc and Robin were sparkling extra hard and giving him this look…
Yoshi sighed and nodded his consent.
"YEAH, CHROM IV!" Marc and Robin cheered. Yoshi smiled despite himself and watched Robin gather fruit while Marc played little games with the hatchlings. If they were always like this, then marriage to them didn't look like it'd be too bad.
"…what's up with the Robins and reptiles?" Captain Falcon asked Lucina. "I mean, first they officially get married to Greninja with documents and everything, and now they've gone and sorta started a family with Yoshi."
"It might have something to do with them being the vessel of a fellgod dragon," Lucina pondered, "but I don't know if that's really it. Either way, Chrom IV is a great name for that baby Yoshi!" She balled a fist, determinedly.
Chrom II the luma and Chrom III the pikmin exchanged looks with each other. Maybe they ought to call a temporary truce in order to eliminate the common enemy? Nah. What kinda sicko targets a baby anyway?
"Greninja." Greninja sobbed into Charizard's shoulder.
"Char." Charizard nodded her condolences. Honestly, Charizard wasn't even sure why anyone still loved the Robins, but well…they were kind of hot for a couple of humans possessed by a fellgod dragon…
Wario
"This was way too easy." Marc said as he straightened his wedding dress.
"Can you believe all we had to do was rob a couple million banks?" Robin adjusted her tie.
"And do you take Marc and Robin as your legally wedded spouses?" Palutena asked Wario as she played the part of that job where they marry the people together.
"Yeh, whatever." Wario answered, an arm slung over a huge sack of gold coins.
"Congrats, you're all married then." Palutena chirped. "Did I do well, Robin?"
"Yeah." Robin answered. "And since you did well, I don't have to punish you!"
"Curses…!" Palutena punched the ground as Pit comforted her.
The musical people who played at Greninja's wedding changed the ceremonial marriage song they were playing to something that would've fit in more with a funeral.
"It's a good thing this is a separate timeline where I'm not officially married to Marc." Lucina said cheerily. "Otherwise I'd be married to Wario too!"
Greninja chucked Lucina's voodoo doll out of a window, effectively sending the Ylissean princess crashing out of the building as well.
"Are you all right, Lucina?" Marth called after her. "I don't really care, but as my descendent, I cannot allow you to be a weakling like Ike."
"Wow, rude." Ike crossed his arms.
Charizard offered Greninja a hug only to be met with a Mean Look. Charizard found that weird because Greninja shouldn't have been able to learn that, but hey, Smash Bros isn't exactly the most accurate game in the world, now is it?
Mr. Game and Watch
"Hey, is there a 'Mrs. Game and Watch' we should know about?" Robin winked at the black and white smasher.
…
"I can't believe you said that." Marc said as he held back laughter.
"I can't believe I said that…" Robin said as her face reddened. She was kind of used to slinging around terrible lines at people till they naturally fell for her charm, but only now did she realize she probably sounded worse than Virion. And it took a lot to be worse than resident lady-killer, Virion! …there probably wasn't anyone actually worse than Virion…
"Well, you have to do something badly before you can do it well." Marc smiled. "Not that we've actually gotten any better, mind you…"
Mr. Game and Watch…watched…them silently, putting a hand to his nonexistent mouth in mirth. He took out a piece of paper and wrote something down on it before turning it to the tacticians so they could read the message.
'No, there isn't a 'Mrs.' Were you offering?' it read.
"I'll go get the marriage forms." Marc left the room as Robin's brain short-circuited.
"I…I got one-upped by someone who's not even three dimensional." She blushed hard.
Mr. Game and Watch laughed silently again, writing down another message.
'Considering your blush, I'd say I don't need another dimension. You might melt if I did.' the second message read.
"Okay, you need to stop." Robin pointed a finger at him. "Th-that much is illegal! And I-I wouldn't melt!"
"It's weird seeing Robin that flustered." Fox commented.
"…hot-no, wait, cute." Bowser added.
"Agreed." Rosalina nodded. "Very cute."
R.O.B.
"Excuse me, Robot Operating Buddy, is it?" Marc asked.
R.O.B. looked up at him and cocked his head.
"I would like to know how up to date your systems are." Marc requested. Robin quirked an eyebrow at him.
"0101110101010101010101 101010101010101111100 101010101010101000001." R.O.B. replied.
"1011000010010101011101 011101010101110010001 100111011010001110110?" Marc cocked his head. "0101011111010000010101 101011111100000000100."
"1010100000011110111010 101011110000111010001." R.O.B. nodded.
"1000010001111101010011 111100101010010101010 101010100011111001111?" Marc grinned.
R.O.B.'s head suddenly rose up, as if surprised. Then R.O.B. put his robotic claws to his nonexistent mouth the way someone would cover their mouth with both hands if they were embarrassed.
"The heck did you say?" Robin asked.
"Oh, well R.O.B.'s systems run on-!"
"I don't care about your nerdspeak!" Robin threw her hands up into the air. "I want to know what you said that made R.O.B. get as close to blushy as anyone's ever seen."
"Well, after confirming R.O.B. was indeed up to date, I just said that was a good thing." Marc explained. "And then I asked if our current technology meant he was now programmed for love."
"What kind of cheesy line is that?!" Robin blushed at her counterpart's shamelessness.
"Hey, people love the dorky flirts." Marc shrugged. "The whole lame but somehow damningly endearing thing is pretty popular nowadays."
"It's true." Robin nodded. "Cute dork is a dangerous charming strategy… But," Robin pointed a finger at her male version, "all I heard was '101010101111.' Can you really say that much with a bunch of 1's and 0's?"
"Do you kiss your many husbands and other admirers with that mouth?!" Marc made a scandalized expression. "Honestly, you should really invest in a binary class some time…"
"You know, you're way too adept at this technology thing to be a pseudo-medieval magical tactician…" Robin said.
"Nyeh." Marc stuck his tongue out at her. "R.O.B. 010111000100001 11100011100001 110110000110? 10101110110100 01110010101000 1101010001010101."
"1000101010111 10101011111000 1001010111110011!" R.O.B. nodded.
"Great!" Marc turned to Robin. "If you'll excuse us, Robin, I have a date with a robot."
"Yeah…" Robin watched them leave. "You…have fun with that…"
Duck Hunt Dog
"I have to draw a line here." Robin said.
"Huh, I would've thought Wario or DK would've been your line." Marc cocked his head.
"Wario and DK are easily appeased by money and bananas, respectively." Robin reasoned. "And heck, it's not like we had to touch them or anything. But that," Robin jabbed a finger in the direction of the Duck Hunt Duo, "annoying mutt is too much even for me!"
Marc stared at her. Then he slipped a pair of headphones on her.
"What are you doing?" Robin asked him.
"This solves the problem somewhat, doesn't it?" Marc spoke clearer, so that she could read his lips easier.
"I guess it's a start." She nodded. "All right, let's try this out!"
.-.-.-.-.
"I give up again!" Robin threw her headphones off and away. The smashers that fell for the Robins dived after the discarded device.
"But Robin, you only played one match against him…" Marc said.
"And that lousy dog kept camping like the no good piece of crap he was!" Robin huffed. "He didn't once hit me with a regular attack, just kept relying on his hunter friend to shoot me into his lame setups… I HATE COWARDS!" Flames erupted around Robin.
"…hot." Bowser could be heard commenting in the distance.
"I refuse to go any further with the likes of that thing." Robin crossed her arms, determinedly.
"But if we can get past Duck Hunt Dog, we'll only have ten more smashers to go." Marc encouraged her. "Well, not counting all the bonus people we might have to do and the Mewtwo DLC."
"Is the goal even worth it?" Robin rolled her eyes.
"Do you even have to ask?" Marc gave her a look. Robin looked back at him and nodded.
"You're right." She nodded. "And besides that, I refuse to admit defeat to that pup and his little duck too!"
.-.-.-.-.
"And do you, Duck Hunt Dog, take the Robins to be your legally wedded spouses?" Palutena asked, again playing the part of that job where you marry the people together.
Duck Hunt Dog barked. It was either a 'yes' or a 'can I get fries with that?' This Anispeak to English dictionary is about as accurate as the Pokélingo to English dictionary, apparently.
Greninja just buried her face into her flippers while Charizard patted her on the back. Wario would've had a complaint, but who knew he'd shut up with a measly 500 gold coins?
"It's a good thing I'm not-!" Lucina was promptly quieted by her voodoo doll sailing out the window and forcing her out as well.
"…I'll go see if she's all right." Ike sighed while Marth 'tsk'-ed.
"You know, you have to tell me how you manage to do this 'insta-marriage' and 'insta-confession' thing so quickly some time." Marc said to Robin. "It makes things a lot more convenient even if it lessens the thrill of the challenge."
"I still can't believe I married it." Robin gave the opposing wall a thousand yard stare.
Duck Hunt Dog laughed. Robin sobbed into her hands while Marc patted her on the back.
-FALLINGINLOVEWITHYOU
Hoshi: Okay, but seriously, don't use the binary you find in this fic. I just punched in random 1's and 0's, so who knows what it actually says…
