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Once again, super sorry for the lack of updating, weekdays are stressful and no matter how much I just wanna sit down and write, I don't have a lot of time and I'm tired and indecisive about what I want to write. I'll try and get a schedule back on track ASAP. I got super carried away with the girls' outfits, but whatever, I'm keeping it in. Also, I don't normally do flashbacks in this story, but wanted to try it. Thanks for being great, guys! Please keep reading and reviewing :)

PS: Sorry to the Canadians who read this, I love you all and Canada, but I'm just keeping with the tone of the show :)

PPS: Please forgive me, my French isn't amazing and I've forgotten three quarters of the language, lol. I trusted Google Translator, which is dumb, I know. Correct me if I'm wrong, okay?

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Robin sipped her drink and slammed the car door. Everly was balanced against her chest with arm, and the Starbucks cup was precariously balancing in her hand. In the same hand that the paper cup was in, she was juggling her purse and a few bags of supplies for the twins.

"You know how embarrassing you are when you dress like that, right?" Barney questioned, as he came around the other side of the car, Aurelia in his arms.

"Yep."

"Do you care?"

"Not even a little bit."

Barney laughed and rolled his eyes. He shifted the baby in his arms and locked the car, before taking the lead up the driveway to the Mosby's house. Robin noted how decorated their house was. Ted and Tracy really love any excuse to decorate. Red, white and blue balloons lined the driveway, and streamers were hanging from the veranda. Robin smiled as her husband's outfit came into view. He wasn't in a suit, which was incredibly strange, and had gone full-on American. Blue shorts, American flag tank top and flip flops. He looked like such a cliché July 4th dad. She loved it.

"You guys can stop being boring, the cool people are here now!" Barney announced as he closed the front door behind Robin.

"Hey! Happy 4th of July!" Tracy called from the kitchen. Barney and Robin made their way through the house and found the gang in the kitchen. They were all helping finish the food, and occasionally glancing out to see what the kids were doing.

Ted put the bowl of salad down to hug his friends. "Jesus, you look good." He said to Robin. "I mean, you have twin two-month-olds, and you don't look even a little tired. Only you would make being a mom look cool."

Robin smiled. "I can't help it, I'm just cool. And gorgeous."

"And modest." Lily added with a laugh.

"Secondly, what the hell are you two wearing?" Ted asked.

Robin smiled and looked down at her outfit. She was wearing a white skirt with red maple leaves and a red top with the words Proud to be Canadian printed in white. She shrugged at Ted innocently. "We never celebrate Canada Day. It was only three days ago. So, I decided to combine it with the 4th of July."

The other five booed. "We don't celebrate Canada Day because we don't like Canada." Barney reminded her.

Robin rolled her eyes. "Watch it, Stinson. Your daughters are five-eighths Canadian."

"What? No way they have that much Canadian blood!" Barney exclaimed, starting to do the maths on his fingers.

Marshall laughed. "She's right, Barney. Half from her and a quarter from you equals five-eighths." Barney made an incoherent noise of displeasure and crossed his arms, playfully acting pissed off.

"What the heck are you wearing, Barney? Why aren't you in a suit?" Lily asked.

"Robin came out of the bathroom in that, so I had to balance her out."

Ted looked confused. "And you just had that in the back of your closet?"

"Well, you see young Theodore, back before my days of monogamy started, when I did plays, I had one that worked quite well. I would borrow Marvin, and dress up in that, then pretend I was a tourist with my son, looking for a place to sleep for the night. And it was on."

"That worked?" Tracy asked. The others laughed. She'd obviously never heard of some of the more outrageous plays Barney's performed.

"Yes. Yes, it did." Barney replied with a grin.

Lily rolled her eyes and stepped forward, taking Aurelia from his arms. "I feel like you shouldn't be holding a child after saying that." She looked at the baby. "Oh my god, Robin. The girls look adorable." She tickled Lia's foot. "Hi cutie. Oh, you're so pretty."

The girls did look great. Robin had tried hard for their first July 4th. Since she refused to dress them alike, they were wearing different things. Aurelia had a white onesie with the words Red, White & Cute printed in a red and blue cursive font, a red tutu and a blue and white headband. Everly had a romper, the top and bottom separated by a string of elastic. The top half had spaghetti straps, and red and white stripes, and the bottom was blue with white stars. She had a matching blue and white star headband with a red and white stripped bow.

"Robin, why the hell are you celebrating Canada Day now? We already celebrated, on Canada Day." Barney asked. The others looked confused. "Oh guys, you should've seen what she did to the apartment."

July 1st, 2018

Barney opened the door to the apartment and gaped. Robin had turned their living room into a Canada Day parade. Red and white streamers and balloons were everywhere. There were even multiple flags hung up around the room. Aurelia was asleep in her bouncer next to the couch. Robin had even dressed her to go with the décor in the room. A large red tutu was spilling over the edges of the rocker, and her shirt had a maple leaf. Robin was standing in the middle of the kitchen, on the phone to who he assumed was her mom, based on her facial expression. She was wearing an oversized shirt with a maple leaf. Everly was in her arms, wearing a pair of red ruffled shorts and a top with the words Made in Canada. It confused Barney.

Robin smiled briefly at him before rolling her eyes at the phone. "I know, mom." Yep, she was talking to Genevieve. "I know it's your 60th, but we have twin two month olds. That's going to be a nightmare to travel with…No! Mom!...You're not listening…Barney and I don't have a problem with it, but we are not flying to Canada with babies. That's a five hour trip…Okay, I don't have time for this. I'll call you back later." She pulled the phone away from her ear and clicked hang up, then hurled the phone across the room.

"Woah." Barney said, watching it slam into a vase.

"Hey." Robin said, walking forward to kiss him. "How was work?"

"Boring. I'd rather be home with my three favourite girls. What did your mom want?" He reached across and pulled Everly from her arms, kissing his daughter on the head as he pulled her closer to him.

Robin rolled her eyes. "She wants us to go to Canada for her 60th birthday. She doesn't understand that a five hour flight is a long way when you have fussy babies."

"A very long way." Barney shuddered at the thought. "Anyway, what happened in here?" He gestured around the room.

"Ah, well, it's July 1st, also known as Canada Day. Since we're Canadian, we gotta celebrate."

Barney gasped. "Take that back, Madam. I am not Canadian." Robin rolled her eyes. "Also, why does Evie's shirt say made in Canada? Hello, they were conceived in America. On the counter, probably. Or maybe in the shower…"

Robin laughed. "Well, actually, if you look at the dates, the girls were conceived the week we were in Canada for that Canucks game."

Barney's jaw dropped. "No. I refuse to believe that my children were conceived in Canada."

Robin laughed. She personally found it hilarious.

Present – July 4th, 2018

The gang were laughing and teasing Barney as he and Robin finished telling their story.

He crossed his arms across his chest. "Not only are my daughters more than a half Canadian, but they were also conceived in Canada! This is a disaster."

Robin grinned. "And I'm not even a little bit sorry."

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By the time it got dark, the kids and gang were gathered on the lawn, awaiting the firework display. Robin sat on the grass, leaning against an outdoor wicker lounge and running her hand through her husband's hair. Barney was asleep already with his head in her lap, and Aurelia on his chest. Lily was sitting beside her and holding Everly. Tracy and Ted were on one of the lounges, her head on his shoulder and Luke asleep in her arms. Marshall was sitting on another one of the wicker chairs, Florence asleep across his lap. On the last lounge, the three older kids, Marvin, Daisy and Penny (who were six, four and three) were awake and excited to watch the firework display.

The first firework filled the sky, and surprisingly didn't wake any of the sleeping kids, or Barney. Robin looked beside her, to her daughter and best friend. Everly was looking at the sky, eyes full of interest. Although she knew the two-month-old didn't know what fireworks were, it made her happy that the baby at least knew that this was different. Abnormal. Special.

"Lily." Robin whispered, nudging her best friend's arm and nodding to the baby. Lily looked down and laughed when she saw the curious stare in her niece's insanely blue eyes.

"What can you see, Eves?" Lily asked. "Those are fireworks. Can you say-"

Robin laughed. "She's two-months-old, Lil. She can't speak. Besides, her first word better be mommy. Or mama. I'll settle for mama."

Lily laughed. She loved this. She loved how absorbed Robin was in motherhood. And how much Barney loved fatherhood. She always thought they'd make fantastic parents. When she saw the way the pair looked at those two girls, she saw was love. Love, amazement and pride. They were proud. They made those gorgeous little humans. Lily recognized the look. It was the same way she looked at her kids. When Marvin's Kindergarten team won a basketball match, when Daisy got a sticker at preschool for being good, when Florence drew a picture that actually resembled something, rather than just red blobs. she heard them all utter the word 'mommy' for the first time. Whenever one of them said something intelligible, rather than just chatter.

Robin yawned and stretched out her legs, accidently jostling her husband's head and waking him. He groaned in displeasure and looked up at her expectantly. "Morning, Sleeping Beauty."

"You're right, I am beautiful. And 175% awesome."

Robin grinned. "An idiot, is what you are."

Barney raised an eyebrow. "I believe you pronounced awesome wrong. Didn't you learn English in Canada?"

Robin rolled her eyes. "Canada speaks English."

"And French. Like, why?"

Robin turned to Ted, the only other person in the gang who speaks fluent French. "Mon dieu, il est stupide. Pourquoi nous associons-nous toujours avec lui?"

"Je ne sais pas, Robin."

"Stop it!" Barney yelled. "I don't know what you're saying!"

"That's kinda the point."

Barney crosses his arms, faking being angry. An abnormally loud firework exploded and made him jump, making the others laugh. "I hate you all." He growled, while trying to contain his own smile.

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A/N

What'd you think? I'll try to be more active this week, but it's getting hard, especially since I have drafts for maybe seven stories…oops. Hope you liked this chapter, and chapter 15 should be out by Sunday, my time. Thanks for reading this chapter and please review! :)

Also, if you don't speak French, or can't remember any (like me, lol) then the translations are as follows:

"God, he's stupid. Why do we still associate ourselves with him?" "I don't know, Robin."