A/N: Here we are at last! The big reveal! How will they react? Read to find out! This took a bit of finagling, not to mention with the new Tempest Trials on Heroes, I already have Tobin...he's meh. Anyway a big shot out to Temporal King for some ideas on how to do this chapter. Also we had Lissa, Frederick and Robin confirmed for Warriors, and Lissa has a giant axe...I dig it.
Now about the poll, I'm getting votes in reviews and I can't tell if they are already voted for or not, so if you've already voted and then vote in the comment's please say so, I don't want to give two votes for one on a story considering one of them has a vote in the comments but none in the poll. Now onto the reviews:
Tychon: I squee to you too sir.
RobbyOnions: I love doing longer chapters so it's kinda nice to see some praise for them. Shorter chapters tend to happen if I'm struggling for ideas.
Epikachu: 4th gen Kana is always fun to see, but probably not in this story.
TheHolyBlade: Which one, there's two on the poll.
LaKingVox: Thank you, I'm kinda surprised how receptive people are of the idea.
Red Qim: Thanks, when I first started writing, I honestly didn't think it would turn out this well. Honestly that scene I had a hard time writing because I've never done something like that before and was kinda scared how people would react to it. Glad to see it turned out as well as it did. You'll just have to wait and see with this chapter.
Justsomeguy: Another vote for RWBY.
Temporal King: Such a large Royal Family this will be. A notch to the Fates story too. The idea's you keep pitching are awesome and give me a secondary look on certain areas of the story, so yeah, I would say they are helping a ton.
That's it for them, but a recommendation this week 'Living Under Their Shadows' by Lamumu, this story is awesome and I highly recommend giving it a read. Now with everything out of the way, on with the chapter.
Chapter 9- Reunited at la...who are you?!
"So, when are mom, dad and everyone else gonna get here?" Morgan asked Chrom, they had received word from the Valm group via one of Henry's crows, apparently the creatures could instantly move to the destination of any dark mage, as long as they have a vial of his blood with them, the problem is that it also destroys the vial. Tharja just so happened to have a one and had been woken up in the middle of the night to the sounds of the winged vermin screeching its beak off. Not even Virion was brave enough to approach her that morning.
"So long as they have no trouble, in about a week's time." The Exalt replied, they were currently having a rest day since the previous one had taken a toll on the group both physically and emotionally. "From the looks of things, they've been able to find the majority of your mother's friends."
"Well if we're having a rest day I might as well enjoy it, Ophy's spending time with her mom, and when I mean spending time with her I mean breaking her bank. Me and Nina might just go around town see what we could find." The blue haired girl explained, having taken out a book, it's title being 'Fantasies'.
"Just so long as you don't spy on anyone, I've been receiving reports from the men feeling uneasy in the bathhouse, you wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?" Her grandfather asked, giving her a small glare.
"Nope, nadda, nothing. Got no idea what you're talking about Gramps." The blue haired girl replied, not so secretly stuffing the book she had into her pocket.
"Just…please be more discreet about yours and Nina's…interests." Chrom grimaced, he himself had thought that he had been caught in the eyes of some peeping Tom…or peeping Tina in this case.
"Will do, now I have a one o'clock appointment with a certain dragon scion." The apprentice tactician replied.
"It's two in the afternoon." The exalt deadpanned.
"Better late than never." Morgan grinned before disappearing through the tent's door.
The Exalt could only sigh in exasperation.
"If I were Nah, where would I be?" The tactician asked herself aloud.
"Probably hiding from you Morg." A voice from above replied.
"Nina, you know where she is?" Morgan asked her friend, who was currently sitting on a tree branch above her.
"I do, but I don't want to feed your sadism." Nina answered coming down from her perch.
"Oh, come on, I only want to talk to her." The blue haired girl decided to unleash her secret weapon…the puppy dog eyes.
Nina had versed this particular strategy before, the smaller girl had a whittled her defences many a time before, when she had first met Morgan during her early thieving days this was how she had convinced the young outlaw to join her. Even now, after so long together, the sheer cuteness of the act was too much for the purple haired royal and she just couldn't look away.
"Gah, fine. But I'm coming with you to make sure you don't do anything crazy like you always do. And seriously stop being so cute." The outlaw relented.
"Like I said I only wanted to talk to her, and I will never stop being what I am! For I am the avatar of adorableness!" Morgan cried to the heavens.
"I need to stop working into your ego." Nina spoke to herself.
As it turns out, Nah was in her tent packing away her belongings, of which there weren't that many things really. A couple of spare dragonstones in case her's broke, a rare book here and there about manakete biology and history. Other than that, not much else. Seeing as she was already almost done, her thoughts turned towards the young tactician that had…assaulted her when they first met. Yes, she was scared of her, but only in the sense that she didn't want to be attacked again, she was certain her ears were still bruised. Cynthia had asked many a time about trying to ride her into battle or just to simply strike a pose, but Morgan was much too aggressive for her.
"Hey Nah, you still in there?" A voice from outside asked.
"Yes, I am Nina, you can come in if you want." Nah answered. The outlaw accepted the offer and walked inside the temporary living quarters, but following her was the object of her recent thoughts. "Why'd you bring Morgan?" The manakete cried, trying her best to hide behind…anything.
"She strongarmed me, but she said she only wanted to talk, so I'm gonna hold her to that." The outlaw answered.
"Alright, just please don't grab my ears again." The brown haired girl pleaded.
"I won't. This is taking some serious restraint from me just so you know…so..adorable." Morgan stuttered. "Anyway, first I want to apologise about how I first acted, and all other times after that. Nina can tell you how I can get when I see something fluffy or pointy eared."
"It's true, she did the same thing to some of our friends as well as Yarne, poor sod won't even go anywhere near her now." Nina added, remembering how the tanguel cowered whenever he saw the sadistic tactician.
"Apology accepted. Now is that all?" Nah asked.
"Actually, I wanted to ask you something." The tactician answered.
"If it's about posing on top of my dragon form then you can forget it." The small girl deadpanned.
"No no, I was gonna ask that after. What I want to know is, what was it like for you to grow up?" Morgan asked.
"That's a…surprisingly deep question coming from you." Nah said, a brow raised. "Well, I never really knew my parents, I was the youngest of us and they died before I could remember them. I didn't know their names or that my mother was a manakete. I ended up in the care of a solider in the army that dad was a friend with, but they didn't care for me. To them I was just an unwelcome guest, eating their hard earned food. Most of my childhood was spent cleaning and being put to work as a household maid, cleaning floors, doing dishes. It wasn't until we were attacked by Risen did they seem to show me an inch of kindness, advising me to run before giving me my mother's ring, my parents name's and my mother's old dragonstone. I had always known I was different, with my longer ears, sense of smell and sharper fangs. But I had never known just what I was. It wasn't until I found Lucina and the others did I truly learn of my origins. It's why I fight, not just for my future but for my friends and the parent's I was never able to meet." The manakete explained.
"Just how bad was your guys' future." Nina wondered aloud, and here she thought her childhood was a mess.
"We were in an apocalypse, the dead roamed the earth and every day was a constant fight for survival. Being a manakete, my daily intake required much more than everyone else, learning what was and wasn't safe to eat became a must for everyone but especially for me. I didn't want everyone to waste extra resources on me so snacking on leaves, berries and even roots was what half of my marching consisted of, it still does now." Nah added.
"Gods." The outlaw whispered, stunned.
"But most of that is over now that I'm here. I mean sure, my mother's far more hyperactive than I was expecting and my father is childish to a fault. But if they were any different they wouldn't be my parents." The brown haired girl smiled.
"That's everything I need, thanks Nah. Now about posing on your dragon form?" Morgan joked, receiving a small glare. "Kidding, kidding. I've already done it before anyway."
"Then why did you ask in the first place?!" Nah cried.
"I wanted to see your reaction." Morgan smiled.
"Sometimes I can't tell if you're a genius or an idiot." The pointy eared girl sighed. "Now if you don't mind, I would like to finish packing."
"Yeah, no problem." The tactician replied. As she guided her still stunned friend from the manakete's tent.
"I heard your mom's future was bad, but I didn't know it was that bad. Makes me appreciate how my parents wanted my safety and put me in that deeprealm. She didn't even get to know her parents, and yet she still loves them to pieces. Yet I blamed my parents for thinking that they didn't want me. Talk about being the worst kid ever." Nina bemoaned.
"But you honestly believed that though, visits from our parents were few and far between. We're also teenager's, rebellion is in our blood." Morgan spoke back.
"I know but…it just makes me feel like a brat knowing there are people who had it far worse than me, yet I'm the one who's complaining." The purple haired girl argued. "And I'm supposed to be a princess."
"I'm supposed to be one too, you don't seem me acting all prissy and 'oh isn't this lovely' followed by a bloody curtsy. Hell no one in either of our families acted like that except your aunt." The tactician added.
"Yeah I guess you're right. Still I think I came out of this with a new appreciation for my parents at least." Nina agreed.
"They're your parent's, you know you love them. You just don't know how to express it that well." Morgan smiled.
"You did this on purpose didn't you." The outlaw grinned, crossing her arms.
"I can neither confirm nor deny that claim." The tactician grinned back.
"You're such a bitch. But you wouldn't be you if you weren't." Nina chuckled, her face softening.
"You know you love me." Morgan smiled. "We've been through thick and thin together. Now we've got another war on horizon. Together to the end?"
"Together forever." Nina agreed, as the two friends wrapped their arms around each other.
"How is it that whenever I see the two of you together, you are always in the other's embrace, you claim the neither of you are lover's yet you act as though you have been apart for a time the stars only know." A familiar airy voice sounded from behind them.
"Damnit Ophelia! Always appearing at the worst of time, are you sure you're not a ninja?" Nina cried as she pulled away from Morgan, much to their mutual annoyance.
"Midori did give me a few pointer's here and there." The dark mage answered looking towards the sky.
"So, you admit it! You are a ninja!" Morgan shouted, pointing at the olive haired girl accusingly.
"Ophelia!" A sharper voice shouted from farther away.
"Yes mother?" The dark mage asked innocently.
In the distance the outlaw and the tactician could see the twintailed mercenary, and winced. The poor girl was shouldering more bags and other carrying inventions all over her body. Book's, trinkets and other things were spewing out of the sides and opening's. It seemed as though Ophelia hadn't just broken both her mother's wallet, but the royal treasury.
"You could at least help our poor old mother carrying your things." Severa pleaded, scratch her wallet, her spine looked as though it was about to break.
"But you are so strong mother, the strongest woman I know. Surely a mere feat such as this is simply child's play for you." Ophelia responded sweetly.
"Well I am pretty strong. Just you wait, I'm gonna get all these things back…hopefully before my back goes." The olive haired mercenary replied cockily, redoubling her efforts.
Morgan and Nina just stare at the dark mage, yes, she always had a small knack for manipulating people. But that was mainly on Soleil and her birth parents. Too see her now, she had the younger version of her mother in the palm of her hand as if she were a shiny rock.
"Remind me never to get on your bad side." Morgan said with a slight grimace, she was way too small to deal with that.
"Same here. I didn't get my mother's crazy strength." Nina added.
"Well I'll leave you two alone, I need to convince grandmother to let me store these inside the royal belongings." Ophelia said before bidding her friends farewell.
"Morgan?" The outlaw asked.
"Yeah? The tactician replied.
"That girl is scary." Nina shuddered, watching the dark mage skip away with nary a care in the world.
"Agreed." Morgan responded, feeling slightly uncomfortable. "Let us never speak of this again."
"Yeah." The purple haired girl whispered.
In Chrom's tent
The Exalt was looking over the recent expenditures for the Shepherds. Normally budgeting was Robin's job, but since he wasn't here, Chrom had to do it and he wasn't going to dump the job onto Morgan, the girl was too young for this, or Frederick, the knight already had enough on his plate already, namely Morgan.
Every Shepherd was given a weekly allowance, this, combined with their own pay from being employed in the service of the halidom, they could use on personal weapons, repairs or recreational activities. Then there was the Shepherds main budget, this was the amount that the militia group collectively owned where they bought weapon and other necessities for the inventory.
Ever since Robin took over the books, not once had they gone in the red, and yet in the last week. Not only had the Shepherds gone into the red, but some of the royal treasury had been expended as well. Now his first thought would be a thief, but there had been no reports of said happenings, he doubted Nina would be brash enough to commit something like that as well, especially with how close she was to Morgan. Which was why Chrom was now banging his head against his desk, wondering just were the extra expenses had come from.
"Milord." The usual voice of Frederick announced.
"Yes, Frederick?" The exalt asked, his forehead now sporting a bright red mark.
"I think I may have found the reason for our recent money woes." The knight answered, beckoning the blue haired man to come with him.
Exiting the tent, in the middle of the camp, lay beaten and broken Severa. She clearly hadn't been attacked, but she was certainly exhausted. Around her, books and trinkets lay sprawled around. Bags and boxes collapsed to the ground. Standing over her, looking a little sheepish was Ophelia, looking on as Lissa worked her magic with her staff.
"I guess I got a little carried away." The dark mage rubbed the back of her head.
"Just what were you thinking buying this much, where were you going to put it all?!" The cleric asked, stupefied.
"In the royal carriage?" Ophelia answered.
"What gave you that idea?" Lissa asked, a brow raised.
"That you would let me if I asked nicely." The olive haired girl replied.
"I think I've learned how to appreciate the smaller things in life now." Severa groaned.
"Ophelia how much did you spend today?" Chrom asked, having walked over.
"Well, I spent all of my money, Mom's money, grandmother's money and a little extra." The dark mage answered.
"Wait you used my money too?!" Lissa cried.
"And grandmother Cordelia's. And grandfather Lon'qu's and grandfather Stahl's." Ophelia listed.
"I thought you were supposed to be the good one." Chrom bemoaned. "Ophelia, you're on probation. You are not allowed any allowance for a month and you are not allowed to use any one else's money either." The exalt reprimanded.
"Yes sir." The olive haired girl sighed, looking down.
"I won't ask you to return what you have bought, but please refrain from spending so much in the future. Though for you Lissa, I'm going to have to refrain from giving you and all the people Ophelia took money from giving money next week. Thankfully we'll be on the sea so it won't matter as much."
"Why do I get punished?" The blonde cleric asked, bewildered.
"Because you didn't curb her habits. This has been going on since we found her." Chrom explained. "Robin's going to have a headache sorting this out. That if he doesn't faint from what's coming." The exalt chuckled.
"Prince Robin of Ylisse, has a nice ring to it don't you think?" Lissa chuckled.
"I will torment him forever with that now." Chrom cackled, punishment was due for his tactician for all the times he teased him about his rank.
In Valm
Robin shuddered, as if he had been promised much pain and torment in the near future. His morning so far had been similar to the ones past. Except he had woken up in the bed of the princess of Ylisse, and had to refrain himself from having a mini freak out, having never woken up in bed with another woman before. Remembering back to the night before had kept had helped him a little. He was also forced to lay in bed until Cynthia woke up since the pegasus knight had clung to him like a lifeline in the middle of the night. Though he wouldn't lie in saying it wasn't the worst sleep he had, far from. It was probably the best night sleep he could remember.
When Cynthia had first stirred, she had snuggled closer to him before seemingly realising that it wasn't what she normally experienced when waking. As the blue haired girl seemed to realise that Robin was in bed with her, she started blushing heavily. Embarrassed at being in bed with him, and for how she had acted the previous night.
Robin had told her not to worry, saying that it wasn't her fault, before quickly excusing himself to allow her to get ready for the day ahead. Of course, he had run into Gaius who had commented about doing the 'walk of shame', something that the tactician had to argue against for the rest of the morning.
Currently he was with Cynthia on the date he promised her the day before when he felt the cold shiver and had a heavy sense of dread awaiting him in the future.
"You alright Robin?" The princess asked him, she was dressed in the same outfit she had worn for their last date, though this time she had decided to let her hair down rather than styling it in her usual pigtails. The tactician had originally had to do a double take when first seeing her with the different hairdo since it left her looking a lot like her sister.
"Yeah just a cold shiver, nothing important." The tactician answered. They were walking around the village where they had found Inigo and Soleil the previous day. It was weird seeing the son of the timid dancer act like a complete flirt, but according to the mercenary himself he was actually quite shy as well. Apparently Maribelle's Shock Therapy seemed to work on Inigo, turning him from a wall flower of a little boy, into the rampaging flirt they see now.
"That's good, I don't want you coming down with something and me having to take care of you while on the ship home." Cynthia spoke allowed, though really, she wouldn't really mind doing that.
"It would be a long trip back that's for sure, not to mention we wouldn't be there for that long. We'd have a day at most to resupply." Robin added. "Anyway, is there anywhere you would like to go?"
"Ooh let's try another restaurant again. I wonder if they'll have any more of those pizza's again." The princess suggested.
"Your wish is my command princess." The tactician bowed.
"Oh stop." Cynthia blushed. "Now let's get some food into our belly's." She cheered as she started dragging him around.
They did eventually find a restaurant, though they were slightly disappointed it didn't have the same cuisine that the one they had been too near Wyvern Valley had, they were still able to enjoy what they ordered. It was now approaching the night time; the sun had started to set a long time ago and was barely peaking over the horizon.
"So how has your last day in Valm been Cynthia?" Robin asked, they were currently in the middle of the Shepherds encampment. Tomorrow they would be boarding the ship they had originally sailed to Valm on back to Ylisse, the week long trip would be followed with meeting with the rest of the Shepherds.
"It's been a blast, but I can't wait to see father, mother and Lucina again." The blue haired girl smiled.
"Maybe you could finally finish that spear you wanted to make with your mother." The tactician suggested.
"Ooh I could also spend time with father we could practise poses and…and…" Cynthia noted off, before a seeming to come to a realisation.
"What's wrong?" Robin asked, it wasn't like her to suddenly deflate like that.
"There's so much I want to do with them, but I don't know how long I'll be able to have with them." The princess spoke sadly.
"How do you mean?" The tactician asked again, with a brow raised.
"I wouldn't be fair to the me that hasn't been born yet if I stayed around, I couldn't do that too her. She deserves all the love she should get from her parents." Cynthia answered, a small smile on her face. "She shouldn't have to share that love with anyone but this times Lucina."
"I don't think your parents would care about that. They would treat you as their own, and would want you around no matter what." Robin explained. "No doubt they are already planning on changing the Lucina of this time's name, you could all be a family together."
"But what about the people, there is no way they could believe the story of time travel. That we are the children of their rulers and protectors…their heroes." The blue haired girl replied.
"We'll take that leap when we get there, for now they are your parents, and they love you no matter what the future holds." The tactician argued. "They wouldn't want you to go away…I wouldn't."
"Robin…" Cynthia whispered.
"I don't want you to go. Even if I have to do something stupid, I won't let you go." Robin spoke. "If you do leave, then I'll follow. If I have to go to the ends of the realm, to a different dimension or even another time, I'll still follow you." He continued passionately.
The princess was in tears at this point, the man she loved had poured his heart out to her. If this had been a marriage proposal she would have said 'yes' in a heartbeat. "I don't want to go." She whispered, burying her face into his chest. "I don't want to go!" She shouted, much louder than before.
"Shhh. I'm here, I'm not going anywhere." The white haired man whispered to her, rubbing her back.
They stayed like that for a while, as the sun dipped below the visible plain and night fell. When they separated, there were tear stains on Robin's shirt as well as makeup stains from where it had started to run.
"Oops, sorry." Cynthia apologising for the mess on his shirt.
"Just as long as you're feeling better, this can be cleaned." Robin replied.
"Hehe, sorry about getting all out of sorts like that. It's just, Lucina said that it would be best not to stick around after we've stopped Grima, but seeing my parents again is going to make it hard to not want to leave. But now because of you, the Shepherds are your family, and it's not fair to make you leave your family. So, I've made my decision. I'm not leaving at the end of all of this." The princess stated proudly.
"Thank you, Cynthia." The tactician smiled.
With that they bade each other a good night and went to their respective tents. Finding solace in the fact they will secure a better future.
One week later
"Bubbles…please tell me it will be over soon." Gaius pleaded, before dumping what last he had had of his breakfast into the ocean.
"Boss…I want the ride to stop…" Brady added, not one hundred percent in the right state of mind.
"Honestly, the two of you are just as bad as each other. Sneaking sweets and candy." Maribelle scoffed, dealing with the two men she called her family.
"Not much longer now." Robin spoke.
"LAND HO!" The man in the crow's nest shouted.
"See." The tactician smirked.
"I will kiss the port and never let go." The thief pumped a fist into the air.
"You will do no such thing!" The noble cried, giving him a rather hard thump to the back of the head.
Descending wings drew the white haired man's attention. The two Minerva's landing on the deck took up a lot of room, the large wyvern's not really seeming to mind though.
"Cherche, Gerome. What was it like in the air today?" Robin asked the pair of wyvern riders.
"A little salty for my taste's, but the air has been getting fresher as we have been getting close to land." Gerome answered.
"I must agree. Though it didn't stop Minerva from trying to catch an early meal." Cherche giggled, as the younger Minerva looked down.
"I'm sure she won't have to wait much longer, Port Ferox is within sight and it seems that the Plegians have stayed to their deal." Robin explained, in the distance he could see the many ships King Validar and his advisor, Aversa, had promised. He was going to have to apologise to Gaius later about having to come back to dry land, only to have to set sail again the next.
"I'm not as familiar with your easterly neighbours as the rest of the Shepherds, but I take it that relations since the last war have been rocky?" The rose haired woman asked.
"They have improved, but yes I would still say that. Many noble's in Ylisstol still cry for revenge against Plegia for Emmeryn's death, but an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind." The tactician explained.
"That may very well be true Robin." Gerome replied.
"Would you two mind telling the rest of the Shepherds to prepare their things, we should be docking in a few minutes. I'm going to go find Cynthia, I haven't seen her on deck today." Robin asked.
"As you wish Robin." Cherche replied as her son merely grumbled in agreement.
Going below deck, he went to were Cynthia was bunking, the door was closed so to avoid being rude, the tactician knocked on the door.
"Cynthia are you there?" Robin asked.
"Yeah, come in." The princess replied.
Accepting the invitation, the tactician opened the unlocked door. Inside, Cynthia was wringing her hands together and pacing around the room. Her belonging s had already been packed away, so there wasn't anything strewn around.
"Nervous?" He asked.
"A little, I haven't seen my father since I was really young, and mother slightly less so. But I'm excited too. I also get to see Lucy again." Cynthia answered.
"I've not known Lucina that long, from what I've seen she's very much like Chrom." Robin commented.
"Yeah she really is like a chip of the old block. We had to replace so many training dummies cos of her sword training." The princess explained.
"Just like her father." The white haired man chuckled.
"I think I'm more nervous for you though. Dad used to get really overprotective of people. I think he nearly declared war on Regna Ferox when he found out Aunt Lissa was first pregnant. Apparently, uncle Lon'qu had never run so fast." Cynthia laughed, she may not have been around to see it, but she could imagine it slightly. "Not to mention Lucy's really protective of me too."
"So, I won't have just one Pointy Demon Spanker chasing me…I'll have two." Robin grimaced.
"Beware the Pointy Demon Spanker! The best fruit knife around!" The blue haired girl chuckled.
"It would seem that my strategy had worked, are you feeling better?" The white tactician asked.
"Much. Thank you, Robin." Cynthia smiled. "You always know just how to cheer me up."
"I do what I can." Robin smiled, before lurching forward along with the ship, the anchor had been drop. Sadly, this meant that the tactician lost his balance, and ended up falling on top of the blue haired pegasus knight, thankfully the landed on top of the cot. "Oops, sorry." He apologised, as Cynthia's face turn a beat red.
"Yo, Bubbles you and Twinkle Toes about ready to-" As if Naga herself had decided to play a cruel prank on the, Gaius had decided to come check on them. Looking back, the tactician saw the sticky fingered thief in the doorway, at first a stunned expression, which quickly morphed into a wry one. "Ya know, you should really wait till we're off the boat before the two of you want to get frisky."
"Gaius, it's not what it looks like." The tactician pleaded.
"That's what they all say Bubbles, that's what they all say. I'm not the one cleaning the sheet's anyway." The thief laughed.
"Uncle Gaius, really it's just a misunderstanding." Cynthia added, giving him the most innocent look she could muster.
"Fine Twinkle Toes, I'll believe ya, thousands wouldn't. Now can we get on dry land, just being on this thing is making me queasy." Gaius relented, waiting for the two to leave before him, making sure they don't do any funny business.
Quickly moving so that they weren't in the embarrassing situation anymore, they hurried past Gaius and onto the deck, their belongings would be handled by the ship's crew. As they returned to the light of day, the rest of the Shepherds were on the deck as the plank was lowered.
"LAAAAAAAAANNNNNDDDDD!" Gaius screamed as he ran down the gang plank, before proceeding to kiss the brick port.
"He's done it again." Maribelle sighed, following her wayward husband.
"I was honestly expecting it." Robin chuckled.
The rest of the Shepherds were waiting in the port, they seemed extremely giddy for some reason as well, probably cos they hadn't seen each other for a month? Who knows. Currently they were all laughing as the orange haired thief was once again kissing the ground beneath his feet, a dour faced noble racing after him.
"Let's go and catch up with everyone, it's been a long time since we last saw family." Robin smiled.
Walking down the plank walk, the Shepherds that were laughing at Gaius switched their attention to their tactician. As he made his way onto dry land, he was suddenly surrounded by those who were wishing well, which he was extremely confused by. He shot a glare towards Henry and Gaius, while the dark mage just cackled, the thief raised his hands up in the air as a sign of innocence.
"It wasn't me Bubbles, I swear." Gaius said, just as confused as he is.
"There are so many cute girls here…" The familiar voice of the female flirt he had met in the prior week sounded out. Looking towards the blue haired mercenary, he sighed as her face was beat red, a case he had become very familiar with the past week.
"Soleil, please restrain yourself, most people here are either married or engaged." Robin reprimanded, pressing a palm against his face.
"Soleil?" An unfamiliar voice sounded out.
Suddenly rushing past him, an olive green haired girl, which reminded him of Stahl, surged towards the mercenary, pulling her in a vicious hug. She looked as though she was wearing, nothing at all.
"Ophelia! It's so good to see you again." The blue haired girl cheered, tightening the embrace.
"Hey! Don't just run away from me when I'm talking to you!" Another unfamiliar voice rang out.
Once again, another olive green haired girl, this one taller and had twintails, rushed past the Robin, towards the hugging young woman, and started pulling them apart.
"You can do whatever you want, just don't do it in my presence." She reprimanded, keeping the two away from each other.
"Severa?" Cynthia asked, a brow raised at the…strange interaction. The other Shepherds doing their best to keep in their guffaws.
"Oh, look who finally decided to show up, now where is your dork of a cousin? I have a few 'choice' words for him." The olive haired mercenary asked.
"By choice words you mean talking to him, right?" The pegasus knight pleaded.
"I mean shouting in his face and giving him a knuckle sandwich!" Severa shouted.
"Just don't go too hard on him this time, he didn't leave his tent till you coaxed him out of it last time." Cynthia begged.
"No promises." The twintailed girl said walking off, dragging the scantily clad girl away with her, Soleil running after them, a newfound glee on her face.
"I'm guessing you don't know what that was about?" Robin asked.
"Not a clue." The blue haired princess, answered shrugging her shoulders.
"Alright everyone, you've had your fun." The vice of the exalt rang out, causing everyone surrounding them to disperse, revealing the former prince, along with his wife and daughter.
"Chrom, it's been too long." Robin said, giving him a silent thank you.
"Indeed, it has Robin." The blue haired man replied, a smirk on his face.
"What's with that face, you usually don't have a look like that unless someone told you a funny joke." The tactician asked with a brow raised.
"All will be revealed in time, I'm sure you have some stories to tell as well as a goof layout of Valm." Chrom replied brushing it off for now.
"Indeed, also allow me to introduce Princess Cynthia, your youngest daughter." Robin introduced, presenting his arms as if he were a game show host.
"Lucy!" Cynthia cried rushing forward, only to trip over herself after two steps. "Okay, that one stung." She winced out in pain.
"You really are my daughter." Sumia sighed, she had wished her children hadn't picked up her tripping trait.
"Cynthia, you need to be more careful." Lucina reprimanded, helping her sister up. "I'm so glad you're safe." The older girl added, bringing her sister into a hug.
"Lucy." The pegasus knight whispered, returning the embrace.
Separating, Cynthia started glaring at Chrom. The exalt just stared back confused, but Robin started giggling knowing what Cynthia wanted him to call her.
"Chrom, you need to call her your Pega-Pony-Princess." The tactician cackled.
"I'm sorry, what?" Chrom asked, brow raised in shock.
"If you're my real father you would call me that." Cynthia stated. "I've already had to deal with one imposter."
"Imposter?" The exalt asked again.
"Long story, I'll tell you later, but I would do as she says." Robin laughed, he'd been waiting a month for this.
"It's good to see you my…Pega-Pony-Princess." Chrom cringed out, another thing he would have to get used to.
"It's great to see you too father." The blue haired pegasus knight celebrated, hugging her father.
"Awww. You look adorable together." Sumia cooed, wishing she had a snapshot tome.
"Anyway, we should probably go over my notes from Valm, I have supply routes, and other information." Robin suggested.
"Yes, we need to all go to my tent, we'll discuss it there. Frederick's already there." Chrom explained, feeling a little sorry for the knight.
Making their way towards the royal tent, Cynthia couldn't help but notice that her sister was glaring dagger's into the back of Robin's head. But it wasn't the glare of someone would give if they felt they had been slighted, instead it was the overprotective look she'd seen one too many times, whether it had been Inigo's harmless flirting or of another stuffy noble's attempts at courting the young pegasus knight when they were younger. If looks could kill, Robin would be a red smear on the floor.
As they neared the tent, Frederick seemed to be looking outside with a worried glance, he had been expecting some more arrival's but they hadn't turned up yet.
"Milord, do you know where Lady Oph-" The knight started catching sight of the exalt, only to stop himself when Chrom put his finger to his lips and pointed towards the tactician to his left. "Forgive me, milord. I almost spoke out of line."
"No need to apologise Frederick." Chrom forgave. "Now let's go inside we have some things to discuss."
"At once, milords." Frederick agreed, holding open the tent flap. Robin found it strange that he said the plural, but ignored it for now.
"About time you showed up." Lissa glared, beside her was Lon'qu as well as Cordelia and Stahl strangely.
"I'm sorry, but I thought it would be best to meet up with Robin first." Chrom explained.
"So, this is my new niece." The cleric wondered aloud, walking towards the pegasus knight.
"It's nice to see you again aunt Lissa." Cynthia smiled.
"What's my kid like in the future?" The blonde princess asked.
"Owain's cool, in that 'I don't care what other people think', kind of way." The blue haired girl answered.
"Now that that's out of the way, is there anything else you would like to say Robin, also, Lon'qu…hide." Chrom threatened, as the swordsman fled from the tent like a speeding arrow. He wasn't seen again the whole day.
"Well we have been able to find children for your sister and her husband, Maribelle and Gaius. Cherche and Vaike as well as Olivia and Henry." Robin listed off. "Owain, Brady, Gerome and Inigo. We also met with some other travellers by the names of Shigure and Soleil and I think they would be a good fit for the Shepherds. I don't know where Shigure is right now, but Soleil ran off with this Ophelia girl I've never seen before." The tactician added.
"Is that all?" Chrom asked, barely restraining a smirk.
"Ummm…" Robin hesitated, he wasn't sure whether or not to say it right now. He quickly stole a glance at Cynthia, who seemed to be thinking the same thing.
"Phew, made it. I thought I was gonna miss it." An unfamiliar voice said from outside the tent.
"Maybe next time you shouldn't forget your book, seriously, why even put it down in the first place?" A second voice asked.
"Well you see Nina, I prefer writing on a desk, it keeps my writing neater so I can actually read it later." The first replied.
"Morgan…your writing is illegible even when on a desk." The second deadpanned.
"Let's just go in. I don't think anyone's in there." The first said, ignoring the last comment, and opening the tent flap.
Looking behind him, in walked two girls. The first had purple hair braided in to two twintails, wearing a blue dress with a red cape, on her hip was a key chain with various different instruments on it.
But it was the other girl that really drew his attention, she had dark blue haired similar to half of the tent, cut to just below her neck line. Her eyes were familiar too, filled with childish innocence but also full of mirth. But it was the cloak she was wearing that sent alarms bells running through his head, it was HIS cloak. The article of clothing that was synonymous with him, there was never a day where he had not worn it.
"Morgan…I think we're late." The purple haired girl said, nonchalantly.
"Ya think." The blue haired girl, known as Morgan, deadpanned.
"Chrom…what's going on?" Robin asked, it was getting much too weird for him.
The exalt sighed, once he hadn't seen them in his tent, he was hoping the two girls wouldn't walk in on them. Low and behold they have and now he's stuck with having to tell Robin.
"Robin…this is Morgan…your daughter." Chrom stated. "As well as my granddaughter."
"Yousaywha?" The tactician blinked, stupefied. Looking behind him again, he could see the similarities for both him and Cynthia. The blue haired pegasus knight next to him looked to be in a weird state of joy and fear. "You're not joking are you."
"I'm not. So 'Prince' Robin, is there anything you wish to say?" The exalt grinned, but it was also slightly maniacal.
Standing from his chair, the tactician walked towards his younger strategist, Cynthia following behind him. He looked down at her, she looked back at him. "What are the advantages of a flying unit on the battlefield?" Robin asked.
"They can help move infantry to higher places or allow archers a higher vantage point to volley from. They also can ferry infantry over river's, forests, and even hills." Morgan answered. "You taught me everything you could, even gave me this." She added, pulling out a book from her pocket. It was old and slightly faded, there were a few dogeared pages as well from past use.
From his own pocket, he pulled out a similar tome, a little newer than the one being presented to him but still faded, and with not as many folded pages. Opening the cover, he was reminded of one of his earlier encounters with Lissa, when she had spilled ink on his book. Luckily none of the overpowering liquid had hit any of the text but there was still the image of what tried to be a man, only if that man had been gutted and had black blood, beneath it was a name, half smirched but still readable… 'Robin'.
Morgan opened her tome as well. Lo and behold, the same image was there, clear as day. Though now beneath where it said his name was a new line of text. 'For Morgan. Your mother and I love you more than you know.'.
"You really are, aren't you?" Cynthia asked, a tear forming in her eye.
"I am...mom." Morgan answered.
The pegasus knight couldn't hold it back anymore, she pulled the small tactician towards her into a tight embrace, sobbing, but they weren't tears of sadness or despair, but rather tears of joy.
"When did you find her?" Robin asked.
"Just after you left. In the Ruins of Time." The exalt answered.
"You knew before we even found Cynthia." The tactician sighed, if he had stayed an extra day, but he supposed it was better this way. "And what about you?" He asked towards the purple haired outlaw.
"I'm Nina, and Morgan's my best friend." She answered, trying her bet not too imagine a love scene between the tactician and the Exalt. Just an inch closer and they could be within range of a kiss…
"Are you okay, your nose is bleeding?" Robin asked with concern.
"Hehehe." Nina giggled slowly, she failed.
"She would get her some help or…" The tactician started, only for Chrom to sigh.
"It's your problem now." Was all the exalt said, he may not be her father, but from the stories Morgan told him, he was like an uncle to the outlaw.
Robin sighed, he didn't know what he was feeling right now. He was happy, yet he was sad too, did Morgan's appearance mean he had failed in his promise? Did he fail as a father? He could see that Cynthia had already grown attached to the young tactician, and honestly, he was too as he felt an odd sense of pride fill him.
"Morgan?" The white haired man asked.
"Yeah dad." The younger girl replied, having a slight escape from her mother's grasp.
"It's good to meet you." He smiled, before feeling as if he had been hit by cannonball. A human sized cannonball.
"Father." Morgan cried, sobbing into his chest, as the older tactician rubbed her head.
"I'm here now." Robin soothed, as Cynthia looked on.
"As touching as this is there is still one more important matter to attend too." Chrom interrupted.
Looking up, Robin saw that both the Exalt and his eldest daughter had their swords drawn, the looks on their faces told him all he needed to know.
"You have ten seconds." Lucina spoke menacingly.
"Guys…we can talk about this." Robin spoke hesitantly, slowly backing away.
"Nine." Chrom replied.
"Ohwelllookatthetimegottarun." The tactician quickly spoke, running out of the tent.
Frederick for once looked conflicted, his task was to protect the royal family. Robin was technically a part of that now, not officially, but still a part of it. He sighed before coming to a decision. He ran out of the tent to chase after Robin.
"Wasn't expecting that." Chrom commented, before feeling a fist impact against his face. "OWWWW! Sumia! WHY?!" He cried, only to find that it wasn't his wife that had done her signature 'slap', but his youngest daughter.
"No one is killing my future husband while I'm around." The blue haired pegasus rider glared.
"Cynthia?! You just hit father?!" Lucina cried, what was she thinking. "What are you thinking?!"
"Taking a page out of mom's book and getting father into sorts." Cynthia replied.
"This is why, my mother is awesome." Morgan cheered.
That was when some more people decided to enter the tent. At first it was Severa, dragging a bruised and battered Owain with her, following closely behind was Ophelia and Soleil, hand in hand.
"He's all yours Lucina." The mercenary said, as she dumped the myrmidon on the floor.
"What in Naga's name did you do to him?" The older princess asked.
"Mother dragged father around town until she found a jewellery store, and forced him to buy her a ring." The dark mage answered.
"Hold, on did you just say what I thought you said?!" Cynthia shouted. "The villain has seduced the hero's ally!"
"Soleil! Where have you been?" Morgan asked.
"That Valm place, ended up getting into a flirt war with this Inigo guy, he looked a lot like dad though. Not to mention that Olivia woman, a real cutey that one, having a carbon copy of my headband." The blue haired mercenary explained.
"Sometimes Soleil, you're a bit of an idiot." Nina groaned, resisting the urge to facepalm.
"Hey!" Soleil complained.
"Don't you listen, you had a flirting contest with your father and you flirted with your grandmother!" Morgan shouted, bowling over with laughter.
"Wait what?" The blue haired mercenary, asked.
"You said it yourself, Inigo looked just like your father." Nina answered.
"Oh…OOOHHH! She's still cute though." Soleil added.
"I am so very confused." Cynthia said, not really able to process what was happening.
"Trust us, it doesn't get much better." Chrom replied, rubbing his jaw, why did his daughter have to hit him so hard. "So, who are you?" The exalt asked the mercenary.
"Name's Soleil. Short, sweet, rolls of the tongue. Ladies love it." The girl replied.
"I take it you're another of Morgan's friends." The blue haired man sighed. "Honestly, I'm surprised anyone related to Olivia could be this…sociable."
"How so?" Soleil asked.
"She's as timid as a field mouse." Chrom answered. "And that's on a good day."
"That just makes her even cuter." The blue haired girl squeed, before receiving a bonk to the head. "Ow."
"Cease your pointless prattle. You owe me quite a lot for being missing for so long." Ophelia reprimanded. "Now let us go and buy me things." The dark mage continued dragging Soleil out of the tent with her.
"Wait your still on probation!" Chrom cried after them, only to be ignored by the green haired girl. "Why do I even bother?"
"Can someone tell me what just happened?" Owain asked, from his spot on the ground. As soon as he left the ship he had been assaulted by Severa and dragged all over the port. What little money he had left was spent buying the most expensive ring the green haired mercenary liked. It was surprising to say the least, everyone in the future Shepherds knew that the dorky prince had been rather affectionate of the prickly mercenary since he had first met her as children. But for Severa to do what she did was still somewhat of a shock to him, despite how over the moon he was.
"So, you're Owain?" Lissa asked moving closer to the swordsman.
"Mother! How wondrous it is to see you again, for I, Owain Dark, have crossed time and space to see you again!" The brown haired man announced, in his usual theatrics. "For I am the scion of heroes, their blood flows through my veins."
"You are certainly…colourful." Chrom spoke, now he knows where Ophelia got it from.
"Owain, I have just one thing to say." The blonde cleric said standing in front of her son. "Why did you have to go and make me a grandmother so early! I'm too young for this!" She yellow, pinching at his ear.
"EHHHHHH?!" The yellow clad myrmidon screeched.
"Okay, I will admit. That was actually hilarious." Severa cackled at her…future spouse's reaction.
"What madness had befallen you mother?! I know not of a progeny of my own." Owain cried.
"Who do you think it was that was following us the whole time?" The mercenary asked.
"I thought it was a new member of the army you had befriended!" He argued.
"You two sound like an old married couple." Cynthia giggled, watching as her cousin and friend flush with embarrassment.
"So that's my future son-in-law…I like him." Stahl commented.
"You like everyone though dad." His daughter deadpanned.
"She's got me there." The green clad man chuckled, causing Severa to sigh.
"I will admit, he has left quite the first impression, though do try to be less rough with him in the future dear." Cordelia added with a small smirk.
"Mom!" Severa bemoaned, covering her face with her hands.
"Okay this is getting out of hand, and I should probably go and apologise to Robin. He could be halfway to Ylisstol by now." Chrom spoke up. "We'll speak about this again when we get to Valm, at this rate we're going to need a roll call for just the royal family." He sighed.
"Might be for the best gramps." Morgan grinned.
"With that decided, I think we should let everyone rest, it's been a long trip for everyone and we'll be leaving again in a couple of days." The exalt added. "That's all for today, so everyone go do what you want. I need Robin to sought sort out the books."
"Hey, Morgan? Want to ride with you mom on her pegasus?" Cynthia asked.
"Naga yes! Nina want to come with?" The young tactician grinned.
"I don't want to lose my lunch, I'll just watch." The outlaw replied, having finally recovered from her daze.
"Your loss. Let's go mom." Morgan cheered, dragging Cynthia behind her in search of Rose. Nina sighed as she followed after them, but had a small smile on her face, happy that her friend was happy.
"We have to go sort out a date for you two! Let's go!" Lissa cheered, grabbing a hold of her son's ear again and dragging him out of the tent.
"Mother! That hurts! Why does it hurt more when you're taller?!" Owain complained.
"No need to keep the lady waiting I suppose." Stahl chucked.
"She is right though, from what Ophelia said it seems that we do need to sort a date for the two of you." Cordelia added, following behind the princess.
"Mom! Dad!" Severa complained. "You're so embarrassing!" The mercenary yelled, before reluctantly following her parents.
Chrom sighed, he now had to go and convince Robin he or Lucina weren't going to murder him where he stood, they still need to discuss the Valmese campaign anyway. Though he did feel sorry for him too, the poor tactician would now have to deal with the financial problems the Shepherds were facing because of his great niece.
"I wonder where he ran off too?" The exalt asked himself.
With Robin
"They'll never find me here." The tactician cackled to himself.
"Ummm, are you okay Robin?" The unmistakable voice of a disembodied person asked.
"I'm perfectly fine Kellam, now just do what do you normally do and keep me hidden." Robin replied.
"Yes, Prince Robin." Kellam sighed.
"I'm not a prince yet!" The white haired man complained. It was karma, he knew it was, for all the time he had teased Chrom, it was now coming back to find him.
A/N: And that's a wrap, I honestly struggled about how to end this chapter, there were a couple of things that needed to be addressed and still need too next chapter, but for now we'll end it off with Robin channelling Kellam's invisibility powers. The poll on what story I do next will continue till the end of the month, and for those who don't remember what they are, here's a reminder:
A RWBY and Fire Emblem crossover: The idea is that Jaune has seven sisters but we know nothing about them, and we've never see them or his parents in the show so far. So what if he's actually Robin's son, and our tactician has seven daughters. Pretty much all but Lucina, with Morgan and Marc both being female in this case.
A Shadows of Valentia story: Pretty much Celica and Alm trade a follower of theirs after Act 2 with their reunion being more civilised, and not as terrible. Tobin for Alm and Mae for Celica trade places so that the other has a way to keep tabs on them and to make sure the other is all right for them. Cannon divergence obviously, possibly with different pairings being the result.
A Fates story: Revelations route, was originally going to be set post chapter 6 but will now be set before with the idea that Male Corrin was ill before the meeting in Cheve and so only Female Corrin (Kamui) went, and so they grew apart. Corrin and Kamui's journey through the trials and tribulations of Fates after having chosen different sides, some slight changes here and there with, currently, undecided pairings, not going Gen 2 on this one since I will be keeping the deeprealms out of this one, leave reviews on who you guys want the pairing to be.
Echoes story: What if Heroes had some impact on some of the characters, what if two Heroes from the same dimension had been summoned and fought together and then gone back. How would they react to seeing each other now after having already fought alongside one another? Genny x Alm cannon divergence.
Pick one of these that you want me to do. Now for a question this week: Who is your favourite unit to use in Heroes? Pretty simple this one.
And for those who want to know, my ID in Heroes is 5893476266. Don't forget the reviews and your answer's and I'll see you guys next time.