A/N: Here's the second half of my Valentine's day celebration, a new TSOMS! Where I may or may not be trying to send my audience into sugar shock. By the way: This fic passed over 2,000 reads over all three accounts a few weeks back. I repeat, over 2,000 people have read this story. I cannot begin to express my thanks to everyone for taking the time out of their life to read my little story. Its time for femslash!

Chapter 18: Tenderness

December 22, 2030

Unknown Location

3:40 p.m.

"We're here, Robin. Open your eyes."

Robin did so, taking in the location that was Juniper's destination. It was an unassuming gray building that was sandwiched between an italian bistro and a laundromat. It would be all too easy to pass it over if it weren't for the small sign in covered in splotches of paint in different colors. The sign read, "Gallery Nucleus", and below the name of the place were listed various upcoming exhibitions, although none seemed to be going on right now.

"Why did you bring me here, Juniper?" Robin asked curiously.

"In the next couple months a new exhibition will premiere here," Juniper began. "But they already have most of the artwork in storage. With some help from our friends, I convinced the manager of this place to put on a special exhibition today."

"Really? But until I called in this morning I was going to go to work," Robin said. "Did you call them to move this special exhibition to an earlier hour?"

"I did," Juniper confirmed, now looking sheepish. "The manager wasn't all that happy, but I convinced him. I had to make a lot of calls while you were taking a nap."

"Ahhhhh, you're so wonderful to me, Juniper!" Robin gushed. "C'mon, then! Let's go inside!"

The two women entered the establishment, with Robin dashing ahead. But as soon as she looked at what was on display inside the gallery she skidded to a halt, mouth agape as she scanned her surroundings. The avant-garde style of the different types of art could only belong to one person- Professor Constance Courte.

A closer looked even revealed some of Courte's art from her Themis days had made their way into the gallery, such as her Prosecutor's Badge statue. An entire wall of the gallery was dedicated to paintings, with two of them displayed prominently. The first one turned out to be Courte's painting of Juniper, and next to it was Robin's own painting of her girlfriend. Robin had not bothered to keep track of where that painting had disappeared to as she had been dissatisfied with it, which seemed to explain how it had wound up here.

Under the two paintings was a plaque which read, "The Flower Girl in two paintings. Left: An abstract representation by Constance Courte. Right: A more realistic approach by Courte's most talented student Robin Newman".

"Oh, you found that."

Robin turned around to see Juniper walking towards her. She stopped next to Robin and looked at the two paintings briefly before turning to face Robin, blushing and smiling.

"I wondered if you would mind if I submitted your painting of me," Juniper explained. "But Courte is such an important figure in both our lives, and that painting is part of our history together. So I decided that-"

Juniper didn't get the chance to finish her sentence, as she was interrupted by Robin throwing herself onto Juniper, smothering her with kisses. It wasn't long until Juniper started kissing back, and the two of them got lost into their own little world.

Robin found herself getting caught up in a swirl of events just like this one sprinkled through their relationship, even down to the smallest….

March 23, 2029

Newman-Woods residence, living room

1:12 p.m.

"Does the defendant understand the charges that she stands accused of?"

"I understand them, but I don't understand why this is happening! Why can't you just leave me alone?"

"Make all the excuses you want. But the fact that you don't deny what you've done further serves to show your guilt."

"M-my guilt?"

"Precisely. You can't run anymore…"

Robin slowly opened her eyes to find herself resting on the couch in the living room, a blanket draped over her. This morning she had made her usual preparations to go to work, but then she had been stricken by a terrible headache, followed by intense bloating that was all too familiar.

It had taken Juniper only a few seconds to figure out what was happening, and after shooting a girlfriend a sympathetic look went to go find where their supply of tampons were.

After all the necessary precautions had been taken Robin went into the living room, intending to curl up with some textbooks in order to study for the bar exam. But she had only made it as far as the couch before her body completely gave out on her.

Sometime during her impromptu nap Robin had dreamt of being inside of a courtroom. It was a dream that felt familiar, but any further details were impossible to make out with her head currently throbbing.

"WWWHHHHYYYY?!" Robin groaned as she retreated into blanket.

"Oh, you're awake."

Robin turned her head to see Juniper bustling towards her, carrying a tray with bowl of soup and a spoon. She set the tray down on a table that had been placed within Robin's reach.

"I made some light vegetable soup for you," Juniper said, laying a hand on Robin's forehead to check for a fever. "So eat it if you feel up to it. And don't be afraid to call if you need anything, okay? I'll be tending to the garden."

Wait, didn't you have to work today too? Robin wanted to ask, but she was seized by her gut suddenly clenching. Juniper made her exit to the front yard, leaving Robin on her own.

Chances were, Juniper had rung up the Agency to explain the situation, much like Robin had called her own workplace earlier. Essentially, the rest of the day would be spent indoors.

Robin managed to gather enough willpower to sit up and reach for the tray, resting it on her knees so she could start eating the soup. She could only take small sips, for fear of further upsetting her already bloated stomach.

When Juniper returned from her gardening, Robin's monthly symptoms had died down enough so that movement wasn't a complete chore. Even so, Juniper decided that the best way to spend the rest of the evening was for the two of them to snuggle up on the couch and watch a movie together.

Robin felt very content with the domestic feel of having Juniper's arm around her, the two of them under a blanket. But her mind whirled with ways to thank her girlfriend for everything she had done today….

March 30, 2029

Los Angeles Shopping Mall

9:17 a.m.

"A-are you sure about this, Robin?"

"Sure I'm sure! You deserve to be spoiled for at least one day."

"Well, it seems like you're all better now, so I guess I'll browse for a bit."

Well, okay. Perhaps shopping was just a bit cliched, but Robin decided that her sweet love needed to indulge herself in whatever it was her heart desired. Hence, a trip to a large mall where there was a likely a store for whatever one wanted to buy. It helped that Robin was more or less back to her usual self, and as such she could accompany Juniper.

The two girls flitted from store to store, and Juniper managed to convince herself to pick up a few purchases for herself, such as some new pruning shears. Just as they were about to go find a place at the food court to eat, Robin's phone rang, and she excused herself to go answer it.

Looking at the screen revealed that the caller was none other than Klavier Gavin, so Robin accepted the call.

"Acthung, baby!" Klavier said by way of greeting. "How are you, Fraulein Robin? I heard you were feeling blue for a bit."

Robin felt it wasn't worth the effort to explain what had actually happened, as chances were Klavier wouldn't understand it anyways. Instead she said, "Well, I'm all better now. NOTHING CAN KEEP ME DOWN, MMMAAANNN!"

"Well that's good to hear," Klavier said, sounding less amused. "Because that leaves the question of where you are right now when you should be in my office."

Robin quickly checked her schedule on her phone, and found that indeed she was supposed to be doing her Prosecutor training with Klavier. Earlier in the week she had cleared everything from her timetable in preparation for today's date. It seemed that act had come back to bite her.

"Eh heh heh, sorry about that," Robin said. "I'll be sure to make it next time, I promise!"

"Whisper all the sweet nothings you want," Klavier responded. "In my experience, what truly matters is how you do when you're actually on stage."

With that he hung up, leaving a confused Robin to just stare at her cell phone. It seemed that she had genuinely angered the normally level-headed prosecutor. She would have to make it up to him, somehow.

"Robin, are you done with your phone call?" Juniper called out, looking very cheerful and laden with more bags.

But for now, at least, nothing would keep her from spending the day showering her girlfriend with endless amounts of love.

December 22, 2030

Gallery Nucleus

3:50 p.m.

After Robin and Juniper were parted from their kissing, they strolled around, admiring the artwork of their mutual mentor. Robin found she couldn't stop smiling at just how happy Juniper always made her, which in turn made Robin herself strive to do the same.

"I need to thank everyone else for helping you do this," Robin mentioned.

"No need to thank us. We we're happy to do our part."

Robin turned to the source of the unexpected voice- and met with a very unexpected but very happy sight.

A/N: I apologize from the bottom of my heart to my female readership for any inaccuracies in today's chapter, but I felt it had to be written this way. Anyways, with the arc now halfway over its time to start moving the plot again...towards Arc 5. Until then, this has been Orion Fowl, and thank you for visiting my Corner of Romance.