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Fruit Alphabet: Eggfruit

It was a fine morning in Ylisse. The sky was clear and the birds were humming along with the song of grass swaying with the whistling wind. The ponds and rivers were rippling along the rhythm of the gay fish popping their heads out every now and then to enjoy the crispness of the air. The forest animals, also aware of the flawless atmosphere of this very morning, were joining in and celebrating the calm in their individual ways. Yes, it was a very peaceful and enjoyable day in Ylisse and everybody was frolicking happily under the sun.

Yes, every living being except for the very, very stressed out Robin.

"Goodness! These paper works… Whenever will they be finished? It seems like I've been working my hands out and yet… These just won't disappear!"

With a frustrated sigh, Robin threw her hands out in the air; prompting the quill pen in her hand to do a somersault before slowly flapping to the ground with its one feather. Despite this, however, the queen-in-the-making did not seem to bother with nor even notice the object lying dead on the floor. Instead, she just let her hands limp seemingly lifeless on both her sides as her body slumped back on her chair. She jerked her head backwards and let her mouth omit the silent protests she had been bottling inside her chest.

"The sky is soooo bright!" Robin drawled out as she lazily pointed her finger at the other side of her window, "The birds are so happy and yet I… It's a good thing those eggfruit trees emphatize with me." She said blearily and let her lower lip jut out, "They're rigid and unmoving from their posts. Just like someone I know."

Robin pulled herself up once again and leaned her jaw on her right palm. She let her focus drift between the mountain that was her paper works and the breathtaking scenery that was the outside.

She had never imagined that preparing for a wedding was such a tiring thing. And not only was it a regular one; it was a ROYAL WEDDING for the sake of Naga. Everybody would be watching; everybody would be anticipating something big from them. Everybody's eyes would be glued upon the commoner that was her; standing beside the regal King that was Chrom. She definitely, most surely, cannot afford to let even a percent of error come loose in the face of this big event. She was going to be the Queen.

She was going to be the queen.

Robin repeated it to herself, but the more she thought about it, the bigger her awe struck her. It was unthinkable; it was beyond anybody's dream for a mere amnesiac tactician to have a noble chasing her hair; it was UNFATHOMABLE for a commoner to have the KING kneeling in front of her on one knee. It was like comparing the fancy Ruby Roman Grapes to a mere eggfruit.

Yes, the very eggfruit enticing the growl of her stomach; the very eggfruit boldly standing in her direct sight.

Yes, eggfruits.

And so, in a split-second, the wooden chair had been toppled over. In less that a second, some papers whipped up by a gust lay wasted as it kissed the ground; creating a barren and ruined atmosphere in the study.

And so, without a moment of hesitation, Robin jammed the door to Chrom's study open; causing the said man to jerk back from his seat and stare at his beau with a puzzled expression.

"Robin, what brings you—" He was cut off by Robin's hands suddenly enclosing his biceps and tugging him hard.

"No time to explain, we have to hurry!" Robin exclaimed before dragging Chrom headfirst.

"What?" The king asked, worried, "Is there a band of Risen outside?"

Robin did not reply and instead, silently led the very confused Chrom to wherever place she had in mind. In fact, she wore a frighteningly serious mask of a face that all the maids and butlers they had recklessly passed by exuded a flinch very akin to that of a scared bunny. Some thought Robin was going to fire them for whatever unknown wrongdoings they had committed; others concluded that the couple were in the middle of a heated lover's quarrel and that the two were about to settle it with a spar. Those who believed the latter idea silently wished their prayers for their king and meekly uttered to him some words of encouragement.

And that very act led Chrom to believe that he had done something stupid again and he was going to receive a divine punishment for it.

As Robin's hands constricted the blood out of Chrom's arteries even more, he soundlessly let a series of curses flow out of his tongue.

"Look," Chrom desperately started to claim the woman's attention, "For whatever it is I did, I apologize profusely. But please, at least inform me of whatever crime I had committed?"

To the king's dismay, his soon-to-be queen did not utter even a single word or perhaps a hint to his dilemma. She just continued her little crusade through their castle gardens, and Chrom was becoming more and more mortified as different bad thoughts began invading his brain one after another. And soon enough, his mind could not take in any more negativities; he was just about ready to explode.

And so he did.

"Robin!" He yelled with obvious stress rising from his voice, "Whatever did I do to you? Pray tell."

At his last sentence, he was more pleading than any other emotion. Robin's radar seemed to have picked this up for she gave him her grace and decided to stop dead on her tracks.

After viewing her reaction, Chrom heaved a heavy sigh and planted his feet on the ground. With his beau as wordless as she was right then, he was pretty much sure that his ears would have to go through the torture of hearing her pained voice cracking in sadness and or disappointment. He really hated it; he despised seeing and hearing her break down from all of the piled up things that he had burdened her with. If he were to be granted a wish, he would ask Naga to relieve his lover of every single pain she had to go through and pass them to him instead.

That was also the reason why he almost toppled over his own feet when Robin suddenly pulled the latches of her coat and let it plop heavily on the ground.

"Blazes!" Chrom exclaimed, "What are you trying to achieve?"

Biting his lower lip, the blue-haired man shifted his eyes away from contact with hers. In rhythm with his shaking hands slowly rising up to cup his mouth, he felt different shades of red creeping along the defined edges of his handsome face. When he realized that his attempt to conceal his burning cheeks was slowly burying itself into futility, he opted to covering his expression with his hair as he hastily bowed down to pick up Robin's coat.

But before he could even rise a single inch from his squatting position, he almost did a Sumia act of falling flat on his face; Robin did him the favor of clambering up his sculpted backside and embracing his neck with her legs.

With a booming voice, Robin shook Chrom's entire being with her yelling, "Rise up, awaken from the abyss of death, my royal stallion! Do not let the reaper frighten you; stand up to the challenge and lead your queen to victory!"

If Chrom's mind could accept more mist than it already has, then his whole world would be so foggy that he could barely see anything; in simple terms, he was incredibly confused. He was so very puzzled by the way Robin was acting; it was as if her nineteen year-old self drank some kind of youth elixir and reverted herself back to her seven year-old mindset.

Desperate for answers, Chrom craned his neck to peek at his suddenly-childish beau, "What are you—gods, OUCH!"

Before he could even finish his sentence, he felt a blunt, stabbing pain electrify his sides. With a jolt, he instinctively stood straight up and almost tumbled backwards if not for his quick reflexes. However, not even the great king Chrom was perfect; he leaned a little too much to his front and ended up harshly banging his head on the big, wooden bark of a tree.

"Damn it!" Chrom blurted out as he felt his head throb. Tiny black spots started whirling through his vision; he felt so dizzy and nauseated that he was almost sure his stomach was aching to throw itself out through his mouth. He really felt like barfing.

"Oh no, darling!"

Robin, upon witnessing the whole ordeal at her place on top of his shoulders, gasped as a shockwave of guilt, pity, and worry crashed through her heart like an electrified tsunami. Not wasting any more time, she immediately removed herself from their attachment and jumped down to stand next to him. Using her power that has accumulated out of adrenaline, she clenched both the sides of Chrom's jaws with her hands to force him to look at her.

"Ohhh, I'm sorry! I am so, so, very, deeply, completely sorry honey! I didn't mean for it to turn out like that! I was just trying to have a good time because you know, I'm always worrying about you and your health! You're over-exerting yourself. Just because you're now that king doesn't mean you have to solve the halidom's problems all by yourself! You have to take a load off, let your hair down once in a while! Or better yet, give me half of your work. I can do it, you know I can. Just, just…"

She had ranted off without her noticing it. However, despite everything that she has confessed to him, it did not seem to lighten up the pain Chrom was walking through, though, for he winced even harder. Alerted, Robin tightened her hold on his face and pulled him down to her inspection level. Wearing her worried expression, she mildly shook Chrom's head from left to right in order to uncover whatever bruises he might be sporting. When she saw no signs of blunt trauma on his skin, she peered at him through her eyelashes.

"Chrom, where does it hurt?"

Chrom closed his eyes and gave off another agonized look. With a grunt, he raised up a finger from his left hand and shakily pointed at his forehead.

"Fore… Head." He airily let out.

At his reactions, Robin was just about ready to cry with all the apprehension enveloping the entirety of her heart. She let out a soft whimper before pulling him down even more to take a look at his contusion.

However, before she could even take as much as a single glance at his wound, she suddenly suffered from a dysfunction on her nervous system as her whole body, on a spur of a moment, refused to obey her. She just stood there, as frozen and rigid as the squirrels unfortunately caught in the middle of a snowstorm.

Robin stood as still as a statue as Chrom began to perfervidly attack her lips using his own pair.

However, as shocked as she was, Robin was definitely not a blunt sword in the stack. After just a few seconds of buffering, her brain recovered all of its juices and was quick to maneuver her body parts into an orchestra. In a snap, the tactician threw her arms around the shoulders of her groom and tipped her toes to gain better access to his mouth. And then, after a few minutes of savoring him, she detached her mouth from being glued to his and gave him a light smile.

Chrom returned her the favor, but his version of a smile was to first lean his forehead against hers.

"Robin," He muttered sweetly, "I got you, I was not really that hurt. Did you think I would be felled that easily?"

He was trying to tease her, Robin knew. However, as hard as he were to try, he would not be able to falter her emotions for she was quite the leveled woman. To contradict his intentions, the tactician only gave him another of her cute beams and flicked his nose.

But then, Chrom liked getting what he wanted to get.

"To fall for something like that," He started, "You're an idiot."

He was trying to tease her, Robin knew. However, as hard as he were to try, he would-

"What did you say?!"

Robin felt a vein pop on her forehead. Out of all the insults she could take; out of everything that could be hurled at her face, nothing could ever knock her off her calm demeanor except for CHROM calling her unladylike and CHROM calling her an idiot.

WHO WAS THE BRAINS AND WHO WAS THE BRAWNS IN THEIR PARTNERSHIP AGAIN?

With a snarl, Robin took a step away from him. She huffed and puffed some air into her cheeks before wildly running her eyes over the environment they were standing on. She had to pick up something; ANYTHING that could possibly knock some senses into the high and mighty head of the king. Her focus shifted from the soil and the grass scrunched under her feet; from the twigs snapped in half to the... eggfruit.

Robin felt an ominous smirk outline her mouth. Slowly, she squatted down and onto the ground as innocently as she could muster. She kept her eye contact with her groom- who in turn was curiously dawning his cobalt eyes at her physique- until she successfully planted her rear to the ground. She ran her hands through the soil and grass blades before lightly touching the slightly-hairy shell of the eggfruit. And then, with one, swift movement, she commanded her flexible body to crack the fruit in half and let her petite figure fly towards the unarmed lord.

And so Chrom's unguarded legs were forced to submission. Without the consent of his own will, his knees buckled and bent under the combined force of Robin's weight and power. But that was not even the main dish yet; his mouth was pressurized to open in order to accommodate the shape of the eggfruit. The very sweet fructose of the flesh of the fruit oozed under the inscission of his teeth, making his tongue twitch under the sudden attack of flavor.

The taste was oddly pleasant; but not nearly as delightful as the flavorful of Robin's tongue flicking the taste off his own mouth. With a smile, Chrom encircled his arms around the circumference of his lover's petite waist before digging in his tasty dessert.

Robin was right; a king needs his rest, too. And he sure as hell would like to claim his reward for all the good things he had done. And also, if the INITIAL payoff for all of those sleepless nights of reviving Ylisse and planning his own wedding already tasted as wonderful as this, then...

He just simply could not wait for his wedding NIGHT.

A/N: This was rushed at the last minute... I HAD A "SHOOTING" TO ATTEND. Sorry for the typos and whatnot. Still hope you liked this, guys. :) Do you have a fruit in mind for the letter "H"? If so, then please tell me at the reviews section! :)

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