Another update! Next chapter will finally be from Freddy Bear's POV! Thank you for reading ^_^

Robin woke up to quite the cacophony. The first thing the blonde tactician saw when she opened her eyes were Maribelle and Lissa glaring down with her, with a rather hesitant Sumia standing behind them.

So naturally, her first reaction was to scream.

"Is the racket truly necessary, my dear?" Maribelle gritted out between clenched teeth, and looked like she was restraining the urge to thwack Robin with something. Robin could have sworn she saw Maribelle's hands twitch. She was more occupied with the hand pressed over her mouth, courtesy of Lissa.

"Mmph! Mmph!" Robin squirmed around, her senses not so sharp yet to realize that she could simply pry off the smaller blonde's hands off of her.

"Relax, darling we're not going to kidnap you," Maribelle continued, inspecting her nails and then turning to look around the tent. She clucked her tongue and added, "We took the liberty to clean up the mess you call you tent. Well, I suppose Sumia and I did, while Lissa took the liberty to snoop through your possessions." Lissa grinned sheepishly and Robin wanted to scream again.

"Mm?" Robin's eyes bugged out, the sands of sleep slipping away from them as her senses finally came back to her. She threw Lissa's hands off of her and rounded on the princess. "You did what?"

"Volume dear," Maribelle reprimanded but Robin took no notice.

"Aww c'mon, it's not like i found anything good. Although..." Lissa looked at Sumia, who fidgeted a little guilt.

"Um, I saw something that looked like it was falling out of your bag and I was wondering..." Sumia walked over to your rucksack, and slid out her necklace. The gift from Chrom...dear gods, but she really really did not need to be reminded of chrom. Because well, you see, something had happened the morning before.

Robin had decided that she needed to get her mind off of things with some good old-fashioned hard work. She'd been shown the ropes of weapons management by a name she would most certainly not think of, and thought it'd be good to kill two birds with one stone.

How absentminded was she that she would be the one to repeat Chrom's mistake?
Apparently enough so that she would run face first into Chrom and all his, uh, naked glory. A small bit of her thought that the Chrom Wants You posters had been quite understated, but the majority of Robin's mind was consumed with pure terror.

"Robin! Don't-stop screaming!" The man before panicked and gripped her shoulders to get her to stop shrieking, which was a horrible move on his part.

"Don't-Don't touch me!" She was flailing her arms around and unfortunately, her gaze meandered down and she nearly had a conniption. Okay, maybe she couldn't blame Chrom for taking a good eyeful of her chest, but her and the prince clearly had two different reactions because the volume of her voice was only increasing.

"What is that thing?!"

"What thing?" Chrom asked incredulously, letting Robin go as she squirmed in his grip. She jumped backwards and hopped from one foot to the other pointing at his...man parts.

"That thing why is it so dangly get it away from meeee!" she was rambling on and on, all in one breath, and Chrom stood rather dumbfounded. This was...yeah this was the most bizarre situation the man had ever been. She walked in on him and had the audacity to start screaming at him.

Of course, it could only get worse. Robin had decided that the proper course of action would be to take various objects and start flinging them at him, because of course that would make the twitchy, dangly thing go away. A loofah flopped by Chrom's feet and panic started to set in as Robin started to find heavier, and more dangerous objects.

"KYAAAAAAAA! Don't you have enough shame to cover yourself with a towel! Especially talking to a lady! And you fancy yourself a prince!"

"Robin-stop-argh! YOU'RE THE ONE THAT WALKED IN ON ME."

It was when the soap dish she assaulted him with crashed on the floor that the rattled tactician finally came to her senses.

She didn't notice the watchful eyes on her as she left to retrieve medical supplies and snuck back into the tent.

"I'm so sorry, Chrom," she was saying over and over. Chrom, seated on a crate, had changed into a pair of trousers, and had his towel draped around his neck, with droplets of water still rolling down his skin. Don't look, she chided herself. It's not like she's not seen a shirtless man before. Hell, Vaike always paraded around in that ridiculous getup of his.

"Sure you're not going to throw anything else?" The man regarded her warily and flinched as she moved closer.

Robin bowed her head in shame for a moment before snapping at him, her usual temper flaring up to cover her embarrassment. "I said I'm sorry! Here let me just do this to make it up...it won't hurt, stay still will you?"She took out a tube of ointment that would do the trick and carefully started applying it on his ear.

"A-ah!" Chrom cried out and fidgeted on his seat. He let out a shaky, if innocent moan that tempted Robin to hit him again.

"Chrom, stop making so much noise!" She waved her head threateningly and he squeezed his eyes shut in reaction. Robin felt a little guilty and used her free, ointment free hand to pat his head. Realizing that it wasn't painful, Chrom looked at her happily, and she noted his reaction her petting was not unlike to that of a cat.

"I'm sorry...I was nervous, but it felt good actually." He still wrinkled his nose from the cold cream, but she sighed in relief that his ear wasn't an angry red, thanks to her undue panic.

"Oh. Heh, I'm glad, but keep still."

She quietly resumed her messy work, never one to be a healer, and there was a silence between them. Just as she patched him up nicely enough and was ready to leave, he had to go and confuse her again.

"We're even closer now than ever, right?"

They slept together, worked together, and have even seen each other in the nude. Why didn't she accept him as a lover at this point?

"Yeah," she smiled, and ran away before anything happened that she'd regret later.

Robin pressed a finger to her throbbing temple. Gods after that episode last night, the last thing she'd needed was to dwell on this any longer. Yet as she came to the real world, she could see Sumia dangling a necklace in front of her.

"It's so pretty," Lissa squealed. "You need to wear it!"

"I agree," Sumia added, and before you could stop either, the two girls each took an end and fastened it securely. It was beautiful, just as wonderful it had looked to her when she first saw it at a stall...and the night Chrom put it on her. Dear Naga, that felt like another time. She was practically swooning when his fingers danced across her skin and she'd dearly wished the necklace to symbolize that she was his. Of course that was wishful thinking...

But now? Now she felt that someone had chained her to iron, and she was sinking into a pit she couldn't get out of. The girls in her tent didn't leave her to her thoughts though, they insisted that they'd treat her for the day and give her a well deserved vacation.

"But first, we must dress you up for a proper girls day out," Maribelle clapped her hands, and as though rehearsed (it probably was) Sumia picked up a bag from wherein she plucked out a dress, as though by magic, and Lissa took another little pouch with what seemed like torture devices.

Well, they weren't exactly tools of torture but...she wasn't too far off.

"Why is this necessary?" Robin grumbled because she felt it was an obligation to do so but...she rather liked how they did her up. The convinced her to take her hair out of her pigtails, and it was a nice change to let her hair down. Maribelle put makeup on her with a light touch, and her and Lissa gifted her a white sundress.

"I believe the words you're looking for are 'thank you,'" Maribelle said and Lissa nodded. The latter had her arm hooked around Robin's and the foursome were strolling through the grounds to Maribelle's tent, which she'd specifically had set up for their plans.

"You're working so hard that even Gaius noticed. We heard that you passed out," Lissa said disapprovingly, and Robin gave her a sheepish grin, while reflecting on that even gaius part. Gods, she needed to thank him with candy or something. She'd have to remember the next time they were closer to a town.

"So we won't let you do any work!" Sumia said, hands on her hips in determination. She winced when she realized the flower crown she was weaving for you crumpled in her grip and set quick to fixing it again.

Spending time with these girls...this was what friendship was like? Someone who looked out for her, someone who spent time with her, admonished her and helped her right her wrongs... Was that what she had with Chrom? Gaius? F...

Him?

The cool breeze playing in her hair told her to not think of that, and she listened to it. No thinking of that. She'd ignore the weight around her neck and in her chest and just...relax.

It was becoming little hard to relax around early evening when they started talking about that subject. Guys. Romance. Crushes.

Cordelia, Miriel, Sully, and Panne had popped in and out of their little fun day together, with only Cordelia acquiescing to being made up. Robin's hair was completely adorned in flowers, yet she was picking the petals apart, one by one, when they'd gotten to talking about...the bedroom.

She was learning things that she'd never even thought about knowing, and wondered just where the other girls picked up the information. Cordelia had a whole vault of knowledge from her time with the pegasus knights. Sumia had picked up a few novels with...surprising events. Maribelle and Panne seemed to know everything. Lissa was learning, and looked like she was about to start taking notes. Miriel had plenty to offer from...research. Even Sully was rapt by the discussion, and had a few things she'd heard from her sisters-in-law.

Robin...had absolutely nothing to offer. She felt...rushes of desire from time to time when the situation called (or didn't) for it...like her almost kiss...or just...just touching Frederick. But other than that she was hopeless. Truth be told, she wished she could pen it all down on a spare piece of parchment, but with how luck favored her, someone would find the scrap and make a laughingstock of her within the hour. In any case it was interesting to hear all this from women who had virtually no experience...

"So...who do you like Robin?"

In the middle of Robin's musings the question hit her like a bolt of Thoron.

"Eh? Wh-what do you mean? I like everyone..." Robin worried the hem of her dress and heard Lissa scoff.

"You know what we meant. C'mon, spill. I know Frederick's got eyes for you," Lissa sang and the tactician felt her heart stop in her chest.

"Th-that...I-I..." It was a falsehood, and yet Robin couldn't bear to deny even that. What could she say? No one? With a reaction like hers they'd discover she was lying in an instant. She should have been paying more attention and picked the most handsome one. Okay, scratch that, she'd just pick the popular one. That would be Chrom, if all the titters she'd hear around camp were true. Not that Cordelia not Sumia would look too kindly upon that. She wondered if their friendship was strained, what with them vying, or at least, yearning for the same man. What did love to do a friendship? The girls seemed strong in their relationship, and to her looked as close as ever.

"Hellooooo," Lissa waved her hand in front of Robin's face. "Earth to Robin!"

"Maybe we should just leave her alone," Sumia suggested. "If she doesn't want to tell." Robin would later have to make it up to the lovely pegasus knight.

"It's all in good fun," Maribelle insisted, and turned to Robin with a sly look. "Now tell us."

All eyes were on her, from Miriel's inquisitive glance, sizing her up to Sully's feigned disinterest. Robin was calculating if she would be able to escape if she made a break for it.

Luckily she was saved by the appearance of the ginger who was responsible for her entirely (or almost entirely) pleasant day off.

"Robin! There you are! Sorry to cut in but, we need to get a move on."

"And where are ya heading? Thought Robin's gonna have the day off?" Sully jutted her lip to the side and leaned backwards, crossing her arms in disapproval.

"Yeah well, I want her to myself right now. Ain't that right Bubbles?"

"Right," Robin responded without hesitation, when Gaius made that face, that told her that he was being serious. She however, almost denied her easy acceptance with the arrival of his next sentence.

"She's going on a date with me, I won't wear her out...too much," Gaius said with such an infuriating wink that she wanted to murder him on the spot. She settled with a long, drawn out sigh and assuring the other girls, now in merry spirits, that that was not what was going to happen. Dodging any more invasive questions, she adjusted her dress and quickly made her exit, and Gaius shamelessly wrapped an arm around her waist. Just for kicks, the thief kissed her on the cheek and it took another bout of patience to keep silent.

"You look pretty," Gaius said, finally having the good sense to blush. What, was it more taxing to say something nice, than to tease her? Probably so. She'd have to remember it for blackmail purposes. "It'll make changing your persona a little easier. Got a bag of clothes in my tent, you change, and we'll head on out to the field. Sorry for springing this on ya, but the group wanted me to bring you tonight. 'Fraid we haven't got much time." Robin nodded, as she'd figured something like this was going to happen. At least she was in much better spirits, and felt well-rested, thanks to him.

"Gaius..." she started, then sighed. "Thank you. For taking care of me so much. I never did get the chance to say anything."

He held a palm up, and was blushing again. "Consider it repayment. A-anyways...Ahem, if you really wanted to thank me...you know what I want..." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively and gave her a crooked smile.

She'd decided to take the bait, for once. Just as they'd reached his tent, she bent up on her tiptoes to peck his cheek in the chastest of kisses and then made off to change into her spy clothing.

He stood dumbfounded for a while...he sensed a pair of eyes on him but...he found that he didn't care.