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Be Careful What You Say

Chapter 11: Pipe Dream

"Gods…" Robin panted as he hobbled his way wearily around a corner of a building. He rested one shoulder up against the stone brick. His head glanced from left to right, up and down the long street where he was frantically tailing Olivia. "…Where could she run off to?"

Pausing for a moment, Robin caught his breath, one hand placed against his chest. Olivia had vanished out of sight when he was in the company of Gaius. Gaius himself opted out of helping Robin track her down on account of a bloody nose. Taking off after the pink-haired dancer, Robin wasted no time darting like a madman through the packed late-afternoon streets of Ylisstol. On occasion, the tactician would catch glimpses of the woman, a flash of pink hair, the happy grin of her face, but only just enough to stay on her trail. Robin was never getting close enough to find out what she was doing or even where she was going.

"I never knew…" Robin heaved again, still holding one hand against his chest. "…she was so nimble. Gods, she is fast." Olivia's light feet seemed to carry her through the thick crowds of people, cutting through them like a knife through warm butter or Gaius in a candy store…

There it was again. Robin had barely any time to rest before he saw another flash of pink hair vanish around a corner near the end of the street. She must be heading back to the Garrison or at least in that direction. Robin only hoped to get to her before any other Shepherd might. He was still a little sore from Gaius' comment and joke about Robin needing to buy Olivia some smallclothes for…Needless to say, Gaius was joking…

"Olivia!" Robin called out as he pushed himself off the wall. He immediately ran into some passersby, nearly knocking them over. "S-Sorry!" Was the only apology he muttered, giving chase to Olivia once again.

Robin had a little bit of a spring in his step this time around. He was getting closer. As he rounded the corner, Olivia's full form was clearly in front of him. She still had that tome in her hands. Olivia's face was still absorbed into whatever she was reading and didn't take notice of him for even an instant. The tactician broke into a full on sprint. He wasn't going to let Olivia get away this time around.

Olivia rounded another corner, disappearing into a small tree filled square, a tree garden of sorts.

Skidding to a halt, just before the trees, Robin finally slowed his pace. His legs felt like jelly. Olivia had stopped as well. Robin watched as she took a seat in the grass underneath the shade of one of the many colorful trees that filled his tree garden of Ylisstol. All the trees seemed to be blooming with greens, whites, reds, pink, and almost any color one could imagine. It was all sort of fitting. Many weeks ago, Olivia had sought out Robin underneath a tree with a book, now it was Robin seeking Olivia. Taking in a long breath, the man watched the dancer. She sat silently. He could see her slender fingers following each printed word on the pages she had opened. Olivia's eyes were locked into the script. Eyebrows narrowed like she was mimicking Robin study some ancient text or strategy. Robin chuckled a bit to himself as he watched; a smile on his face at the sight.

One foot went in front of the other. Robin slowly started forward. Although his feet seemed to move without any command, Robin knew he still had nothing to say to Olivia. He didn't know how she had felt after they read together the night before. Half of the Shepherds still thought that Robin and Olivia had actually…

Olivia's eyes darted to Robin. The tactician's foot had broken a dry twig beneath his boot. She glanced between him and the page, face growing as red as a summer ripened strawberry freshly picked from the fields.

Robin froze. All the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. His mouth hung open but no words came out. There he stood, motionless and with a stupid look on his face. Now he was the one without anything to say.

Strangely, Olivia's eyes swiftly returned to her tome. Her fingers and eyes moved faster down the page. It was like Robin's sudden appearance had struck a nerve, forcing her forward in her reading. Just like Robin, Olivia ate up the information of the page, storing whatever it was saying in her mind.

Glancing to the dancer's side, Robin spied something. It was that same little bag of coin Olivia always had kept with her. Maybe this was his way out. He didn't even need to ask what she was reading. All he had to do was start a conversation and that little brown leather pouch seemed like just the ticket he needed…

Robin took in a breath and stepped forward under the cool shade of the tree. He couldn't help but sound a little nervous. For all he knew Olivia could abandon him right then and there. Yet, he tried his best to smile. Opening his mouth, Robin finally uttered something. "So, Olivia." Robin began as he attempted sound as composed as he could. His eyes glanced to the little bag of coin that sat next to Olivia on the grass. "How goes the saving?" In his head, asking such a question could go two ways, bad or good. Either Olivia was going to run away a flustered mess about her secret stash, or she'd stay and perhaps reveal what she was saving for. The second was Robin's hope…

Olivia's eyes quickly darted between Robin and the book. Her eyes reached the bottom of the page and she looked back up to him again looking almost relieved. She made a strange face and let out an unexpected response. "Pah-fectly whell, my good mahn!" Olivia said, mouth open wider than normal as she spoke. Her posture became a little straighter than before. "Now be a dear and fetch me some cav-iah?" As the final word left her mouth, Olivia froze, staring blankly at Robin as if waiting for some sign of approval or disapproval.

Staying silent, Robin had no idea why Olivia had done to herself. She was speaking so strangely, it was all new to him. "Um, are you all right?" Robin murmured, cocking his head off to the side. He was at least thankful that Olivia hadn't brought up the night before just yet…

"Of course!" Olivia replied with glee, holding up the book in her hands toward Robin. Although, her eyes did glance away out of nervousness. "I found a book that teaches how to talk like a noble, so I'm practicing." In fact, she seemed rather proud of herself for doing such a thing. She leaned back against the tree and scooted to the side. Clearly she wished for Robin to join her on the soft green grass.

"Oh." Robin muttered simply, cringing a bit at Olivia's response. His eyes looked into the trees around him, scanning for something in the branches. "I thought maybe a bee had stung your tongue…"

Watching Robin sit down beside her, Olivia nudged him in his side with her elbow. "I did NOT sound like that!"

Robin gave another blank stare in return…She sort of did sound like that…

"…Or did I? Oh, gods, I DID!" Olivia began in panic. Quickly she threw the book ahead of her in the grass like it had some sort of disease. She wrapped her white ribbon around her body as she always did when she was flustered. Her face turned red again. Olivia thought she had made a fool of herself in front of Robin. "This stupid book is useless. Do you realize I've been talking like that all day?" Tilting her head off to the side to peer around Robin, Olivia looked toward the entrance to the small park. Hopefully no one was watching. "Gods, how embarrassing!"

Thinking quickly, Robin slowly grabbed ahold of Olivia arm, giving it a gentle rub of reassurance. He too glanced toward the entrance, but for different reasons. Still, he wished for Olivia and him to be alone, at least for a few more hours. At that moment, Robin couldn't help but bend the truth for both of their benefits. He started to chuckle a tiny bit. "Oh, it wasn't as bad as all that. Just unexpected is all. " Robin gave Olivia's arm a little tug, a motion meaning for her to stay. "I'm sure if you keep practicing you'll get the hang of it."

Olivia face lit up at the words. The blush on her face faded. Relaxing, the dancer settled down, rested one side of her body against Robin's. At least she still felt comfortable around him to do such a thing. No one must've poke fun at her like they had at Robin. "You really think so?!" She exclaimed happily, a large smile crossing her face.

Robin coughed, eyes looking at the grass. "Er…sure." Even he knew that Olivia speaking like that might not go over well with everyone. In truth, it did sound like a bee had stung Olivia's tongue when she spoke in such a way. The tactician decided to change the direction of their conversation. He could barely any of that noble speech. "But listen, I wanted to ask something: What are you saving up for?" Robin motioned to the little bag of coin that sat between Olivia's body and his own.

That red blushed wasted no time coming back to Olivia's cheeks. "You mean my big bag of loot?" Olivia murmured quietly. Briefly, she thought about not telling Robin. It was all still a secret she was keeping to herself. Twiddling her fingers, Olivia breathed in through her nose, out through her mouth, and looked to Robin. If there was anyone she could trust with her plan, it would be him. "…I want to build a theater."

"A theater?" Robin said, sounding surprised. He blinked a few times, clearly not expecting such an answer. "You mean, with a stage and stands and seats and everything?"

At least Robin didn't shoot her dream down when he heard it. That lifted a weight off the dancer's shoulders. Happy with Robin's reply, Olivia leaned her head against her tactician's shoulder. She extended one hand into the air as if envisioning it all right in front of her. "YES! And fly lofts and trapdoors and a huge proscenium arch!" Olivia laughed and little bit and nodded. "A place where people from all walks of life can experience the wonder of dance."

Immediately Robin felt the weight of Olivia's head on his shoulder. Olivia was sure becoming much more comfortable around him. It wasn't like this for everyone. He knew that she even had trouble keeping herself speaking in front of Chrom or Sumia at points. But, Robin didn't mind. Having the dancer comfortable and talking around him was all he really needed in the end anyway. Smiling warmly, Robin turned his head down to Olivia. "When you say dance, are you referring to YOUR dancing?"

Olivia pulled her head off of Robin's shoulder to meet his gaze. Suddenly, she felt unsure about what she had just said. "Well…kinda, yeah." She began, twisting her fingers nervously in her white ribbon. "Why? Does that sound egotistical? Because I-."

"Wonderful!" Robin purred, returning Olivia's stare. He moved his grip down to get Olivia's hand out of the ribbon, giving it a gentle and comforting squeeze. His fingers intertwined with hers playfully. "I'll be the first in line when it opens!"

Instantly she noticed Robin's gesture. Olivia's smile returned, but that blush remained. This time it stayed because of Robin. "Why, thank you, Robin. How kind of you!"

"But building a theater is quite an undertaking." He began with a nod toward the coin purse that sat between them. "It'd cost a fair bit of coin."

Letting out a long and drawn out sigh, Olivia couldn't help but agree. She began to stare blankly at the green grass in front of her feet. "I know, I know. I suppose it's all a bit of a pipe dream…" Once more Olivia let out a sigh. Her coin purse couldn't even hold a fraction of what it'd cost to build such a theater she had in her mind. The thing still hadn't been filled in the first place. Slowly, her smile began turning into a frown.

"Say, I have an idea." Robin stated swiftly, noticing Olivia's change in emotion. The idea that popped in his head might be a long shot, but he knew in that moment it'd make his dancer feel a little better. Once more Robin gave Olivia's hand a squeeze of comfort. "Why don't we join forces and construct it ourselves?"

"Oh, gosh, no!" Olivia blurted, eyes growing as wide as the sun above. Words tumbled out of her mouth like an avalanche. She darted her eyes toward her free hand, and the one that Robin held. "I don't even know which way to point a hammer."

Robin chuckled at the look on Olivia's face. Shrugging, he pulled her attention back to him. "Well, I might not look it, but I know a thing or two about carpentry." Pushing himself up off the ground, still holding Olivia's hand, Robin looked back down at the dancer. "Come on, it'll be fun!" In addition, hopefully this might hide him from people looking to mock or joke him on his choices the night before.

Holding his hand, Olivia stood up off the ground. She stood face to face with Robin under the tree. "Okaaay, but…you really think we can pull this off ourselves?" Even standing, Olivia still kept ahold of Robin's hand.

"Ha-ha! Of course we can, Olivia!" Robin said with a nod and smile. He took a single step away from the tree. "No come on, let's get back to the Garrison and start on planning." Even Robin couldn't deny that he was a little excited to get to work helping Olivia. "It'll take a lot of work, but I know you can I can pull it off. Just keep that money for yourself and I know we can do it!"

Following his lead, Olivia let Robin lead her toward the park gate. Slowly, as she watched him lead her along, Olivia felt like this dream of hers might actually come true…

"Olivia…" Robin murmured silently, a bit of nervousness in his voice. He tugged a bit on Olivia's hand to grasp her attention. They were on their way back to the Garrison to start work on their little theater project. Both walking side by side through the dimly lit street.

"Hm?" Olivia replied, turning to the left to look at Robin. She noticed his head and stare was facing the stone path, even she could pick out the nervous emotion on his face. "What is it, Robin?"

Slowly, the pair had come to a stop in the middle of the Ylisstol street. Just like it always did, the golden sun was slowly setting over the rooftops. People were beginning to return to their homes. The night was swiftly approaching…

"I want to ask you something." Robin sighed, turning his head just enough to look Olivia in the eyes.

She didn't like the way he was looking at her. Olivia tilted her own head downward slightly, still able to look at Robin. "W-What is it?" The dancer mumbled sheepishly. Unsure of what exactly Robin was going after. "Don't tell me you don't want to help me…Uh, because I understand if you don't, but I really like that-."

"No!" Robin said quickly, cutting Olivia off from her near nervous breakdown. "I want to help you with your theater…It's just that…"

Olivia raised an eyebrow. She tightened her grip on Robin's hand. "Er, it's just?"

"Last night…" Robin said finally, letting out a long pent up sigh.

Immediately, Olivia's face went red. She too remembered how the night went. Indeed, they did share a bed. Olivia fell asleep next to Robin, head on his chest as they read a book of stories. The corner of her mouth curled into a faint smile yet her face became even darker red. No matter how embarrassing it might have been to her, Robin, or the pair once everyone found out, it was a very happy memory, one of the few Olivia had. "Uh, y-yes, what about it?"

Robin too gave a small faint smile, even a chuckle. "It seems that people have found out about it." The longer her thought about it, Robin did find all it kind of humorous.

"Oh, gods!" Olivia yelped, clasping her free hand over her mouth. "Y-You're not r-regretting inviting me to read with you, are you? I thought you wanted me to-…I t-though that you-."

Robin's free hand shot straight toward the hand that covered Olivia's mouth. Grasping it, he brought it down, shaking his head furiously from side to side. "No-no-no-no, it's not that, Olivia!" Robin said swiftly. "By the gods, of course it's not that."

Although she didn't say it, a look of relief spread over the dancer's face.

"It's just that…" Robin looked down at the stone ground once again. "…Some of them sort of think that…Well, some of them are implying that we…" He didn't finish, only trailing off into a ramble of words that he or Olivia couldn't understand. Robin couldn't say anything after that. The tactician's own face turned a deep shade of pink as a nervous bead of sweat ran down the side of his head...

Nothing. A strange silence fell over the two for the longest time, until Olivia finally broke the silence in the air once what Robin was trying to say finally hit her like a ton of bricks…

"OH, GODS!"

Author's Note:

"Robin and Olivia have reached Support Level B."

Howdy everyone! We're back with another chapter to the story! I hope you liked it!

Pretty crazy, right? We are finally getting to the main bulk of the Olivia and Robin Supports from the game! I really hope you like the way I'm portraying them. I know they are a bit different in terms of the actions one might imagine happening during, but I myself do like my little twist on it all…Does this mean that the story is coming to a close? HA! Of course not, we still have a good deal of things to get through before I end this little FanFiction. Yet, I won't deny that we are getting toward the end…

Anyway, on that same note, I want to say something here…Ya'll here in the Fire Emblem Section of have been really kind to me in terms of supporting this story. I have to admit, I was a little nervous posting something here. As I said in the first chapter, I ain't an expert on Fire Emblem, but it has become one of my favorites…So, all this kindness you guys have shown me with every follow, favorite, review, PM, or whatever really has meant a lot to me in terms of keeping me writing as a whole…That said, I'd like to state here that once this story is finished, you guys will definitely see another Fire Emblem story from me. I can't say when, what, why, or how, but there will be one. Once Be Careful What You Say is finished, I will let ya'll know then…Personally, I'd love to go through and thank every single one of you in this chapter, but I guess that'll wait till the final chapter and all that jazz…(I'll do my best in the meantime though).

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