This story requires some explanation. If you're not interested in reading warnings and you prefer to read a story blind and have no idea where the plot is going, skip down past all this to after the chapter title. Everyone else, listen up.

So, I've read a few fanfics wherein a male Robin is the father of all the kids simultaneously. Usually, it elicits a kind of "wow, looks like that man really gets around" reaction, but the overall message is that Robin is a stud and all the girls want him. So I thought it would be interesting to see how the perception changes when it's a female Robin with that many kids by different men.

This story is not that. At least, not fully. By the time I finished planning and got around to actually writing, the plot became far more of a fluffy, angsty crack!fic than anything else. Definitely not as sophisticated as I was going for. But it is still Mama!Robin.

Second warning: this story has very little cohesive plot. It was meant to, but by the time I lost interest in writing it, it was basically just a collection of scenes happening in a vaguely chronological order around the plot of Awakening. There is no beginning and no end, but it is technically finished as I don't plan to write any more.

Third warning: I play around with most people's sexuality and romantic orientation in this. There is bisexuality, polyamory, heterosexuality, aromantic people, alloromantic people, and probably a few others I've forgotten. I tried to keep to canon as much as possible (everyone who was interested in women in canon is interested in women here, but they might also be interested in men, etc), but in order to have all the pairings and the children being associated with certain characters, I did have to change a few things. In addition, Robin is very much aromantic. She has partners she cares for, but she is never in love, which is why I have not tagged this story with a pairing for her.

Fourth warning: There is not very much blood, but there might be swearing, and there's definitely adult themes, so this is rated M.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fire Emblem, its characters, or anything else that is property of Nintendo or Intelligent Systems. Additionally, any recognizable dialogue is lifted straight from the games.

Fellspawn

Chapter One

"Your Grace," Robin called, bowing formally to Chrom, then to Sumia. "Your Highness. If I might have a word?"

Chrom glanced at his new wife, both of them showing their concern over her sudden observance of propriety. "Of course, Robin," Chrom answered. "You're always welcome to talk to us."

A faint smile ghosted over Robin's face, a sure sign that she had just thought up some snarky response, but she did not give voice to it. "Thank you, your Grace. Perhaps the three of us might speak privately?" She glanced pointedly around the somewhat crowded chamber.

Chrom and Sumia made a few excuses to their subjects, then followed Robin to a private antechamber, where Robin cast a spell Miriel had taught her to prevent eavesdropping. When she was done, Sumia asked, worry in her voice, "Robin, what is this about? Is something wrong?"

The lines on Robin's face were grim. "Wrong? No. More ... potentially problematic."

Chrom's Exalt impulses kicked in. "For us or the realm?"

"Us, mostly." Robin sighed. "I have something to tell the two of you, and it's going to be a tad bit difficult, so bear with me." She gestured towards a brown loveseat with cream accents. "You might want to sit down."

They did so, Chrom supporting his wife when she nearly tripped over the woven rug beneath them. Robin smiled at the small act of devotion. She dearly hoped her news would not drive a wedge between the two.

"Sumia," Robin began, kneeling in front of her so that she could look into her eyes. "I hope by now you know I love you as family, and I would never intentionally do something to hurt you."

"Oh gods," Sumia said, her eyes filled with fear. "You're still in love with Chrom." Her hands clenched in her lap, clutching each other as if for dear life.

Chrom's eyes bulged.

"What?" Robin asked, then shook her head quickly. "No, of course not. I was never in love with Chrom."

Chrom flinched, and Robin pinched the bridge of her nose. "By the gods, I'm terrible at this."

Sumia pulled Robin's hand from her face and pressed it between the two of hers. "So if you aren't in love with him–"

"I'm not–"

"–then what are you worried about?"

Robin bit her lip in thought. "I want to preface this by saying that by the time the two of you began your courtship, Chrom and I had already cut everything off. We were never together after you were."

"I know..." Sumia said hesitantly. "You and Chrom both have sworn that to me."

"Just for the record, you two became close two months ago," Robin said.

Chrom growled, still smarting. "What is the point of this, Robin?"

Sumia kicked her husband's foot lightly. "She's just nervous. What is it, Robin?"

Robin took a deep breath. In and out. "I was having dizzy spells and nausea for a few weeks, so I went to see Libra."

Sumia took in a breath, obviously beginning to put things together.

"I'm nearly three months pregnant."

Chrom choked on air. "Y-You're pregnant?"

"Yes." She winced.

"With my child?" he clarified.

"Clearly," Sumia snapped, uncharacteristically short with her husband. "She wouldn't be so scared otherwise."

Robin honestly was not sure that was true. Pregnancy was a very scary thing, even if you weren't pregnant with your married ex-lover's heir to his throne.

Sumia gripped Robin's hands tightly, pulling her into a hug. "Everything will be fine, Robin."

Robin had promised herself she would not cry, but Sumia's loving support was a little too much for her in her hormone-addled state, and she began to tear up. "Th-thank you, Sumia."

Chrom's arm was still hugging his wife, but he placed a hand on Robin's back for support. "Sumia's right, Robin. This isn't ideal, but we'll get through it together."

"'Isn't ideal'?" Robin laughed bitterly. "That's an understatement. What are we supposed to do, Chrom?"

"You're the tac–" Chrom cut himself off, likely realizing that she was in no mood for their normal banter.

"Exactly! I'm the tactician, and I have no idea how to deal with this!"

Sumia hugged her even more tightly. "I have a couple, but they all depend on what you want."

Robin drew back, swiping at her tears. "What do you mean?"

"Well, your child will be Chrom's heir, yes? The Ylissean code means that the firstborn is the heir, even if that heir is born out of wedlock."

Chrom nodded absently.

"So she'll have to be acknowledged. If you want to raise her, then we'll have to out you as Chrom's ex-lover."

Robin grimaced. "I wouldn't want to bring that kind of shame onto you and Chrom."

"We'll bear with it gladly if you want to keep her with you." Sumia glared at her husband fiercely to reinforce her words.

Chrom smiled reassuringly at his wife. "I don't fear rumors."

"And your other option?" Robin asked, stubborn.

"We could claim her as mine and Chrom's. You'd still be around to raise her, but to the rest of the world, you'd be her godmother."

Robin blinked. "I–Hmm."

"How would that even work? You can't just switch. It'll be obvious she's pregnant eventually," Chrom said.

Sumia paused to let Robin answer, but Robin's eyes had glazed over, and she knew that she was considering the idea.

"We could announce my pregnancy," Sumia explained to her husband, "And the two of us could go into seclusion for the next few months, claim that I'm having a tough time and she's tending me. Once she has the baby and has lost enough of the baby weight, we return. I wear baggy clothes so no one can tell I haven't been pregnant. As long as we're careful when she breastfeeds, it should be doable."

"What if something goes wrong? The palace has the best healers around." Chrom's brow furrowed.

"We'd need to bring Lissa with us. She's trustworthy, and she's the best there is."

"And Maribelle," Robin finally rejoined the conversation. "Lissa might need help, and we can trust the Shepherds with this, can't we?" Chrom, Sumia, and Robin shared a glance, then each nodded.

"Take some of the other Shepherds with you, too, then," Chrom said. "There's bandits and Risen out there, still, and you'd make a priceless ransom."

"You're not planning to come along, Chrom?" asked Robin.

Chrom sighed. "I would, but I'm Exalt now. I can't just leave my kingdom to run itself, as much as I'd like to."

"Oh, I know that," Robin said breezily. "I just hadn't thought you'd be self-aware enough to realize that. I figured Sumia and I would have to talk some sense into you."

Chrom scowled at her.

"So this is the option you want, Robin?" Sumia asked. "Because we don't have to do it like this."

"Would you ... not mind raising my child, Sumia? I'm sure this isn't how you pictured starting your family."

"You've always been family, Robin. Your little baby will be, too." Sumia chastised. "And yes, this isn't quite what I expected, and it's nothing like the storybooks, but Robin, that's okay. I may have married a prince, but I know no one really gets a fairy tale ending. And I wouldn't want one if it meant leaving you out in the cold," she finished firmly.

Robin laughed a little desperately, gratitude suffusing her words. "Sumia, I love you."

"I love you, too," Sumia smiled at her while Chrom looked on adoringly. "Can I feel the baby?"

Robin laughed again, this time at her enthusiasm. "It's the size of a bean right now, Sumia; I doubt you can feel it!" Despite her words, Robin rose and perched herself on the arm of the loveseat in order to give Sumia access to her abdomen.

Sumia rested her hand on it, giggling. "Robin, you've got a little baby in your belly."

"I know…" Robin smiled. "I can hardly believe it."

"I can't believe it either. Robin, you're going to be a moth—" Chrom's incredulous expression morphed into one of panic. "Gods above, I'm going to be a father."

Sumia and Robin laughed at him, the former turning away from Robin to lean against her husband reassuringly. "Everything will be alright, love. Your baby will be perfect, and I know you'll be an excellent father."

"For what it's worth, Sumia…" Robin said slowly but genuinely. "I can think of no better mother for my baby than you."

Sumia's hands flew to her face, tears starting up again. "Robin… Thank you."

"I suppose we'd better hope that this baby resembles her father," Robin grimaced.

Chrom's expression was equally concerned, but Sumia showed confusion. "What do you mean, Robin?"

Robin explained, "I look Plegian, Sumia. If she comes out with dark skin and white hair, anyone will be able to tell I'm the mother."

"So why do you keep calling my baby a 'her'?"

Sumia blushed immediately. "Don't make fun of me."

"Sumia." Robin's voice was highly amused.

"I may have done a flower fortune when I was younger, for Chrom's first child," Sumia admitted reluctantly.

"Not yours?" Robin asked, curious.

"No—even back then I didn't think I'd be lucky enough to marry him. But I wanted to know he'd be happy, and I wanted to know what his life would be like."

"And it was a girl?"

"It was a girl."

"Hmm. Well, with you and Chrom raising her, I'm sure she'll be happy."

A/N Since these are so short and they're prewritten, I'm releasing multiple at a time, so the next chapter should be up soon. Also, if the chapters don't seem as polished as the ones in Visions, it's because this was much less structured as a story, and I basically gave up on it and decided to post them.