AN: Umm yeahh typing Miriel and Laurent's dialogue... makes me want to pull hair out! Sheesh sometimes I'm like "hey they would say that" then my other me will be like "no they sound smarter, more to Miriel"

Well at least we're at the final set of children and people have you been guessing on who the wife is? C'mon 50/50! Better yet it's so obvious!

Chapter 9: Sands of Time

"L-Laurent?!"

The blue haired mage turned around seeing his eldest sister looking at him full of shock.

"Lucina it is great to finally someone full of familiarity." Laurent nodded back with a smile.

"Is this the merciless desert heat or is my most intelligent cousin look older?!" Owain theatrically wondered.

Laurent looked like any other young man, but the way his eyes seemed to show his age seemed much more. The young mage stared at the ones he followed into the portal.

"I was sent further back, than any of you." Laurent explained.

"H-How long?" Lucina asked worriedly.

"F-Five years." sighed the mage with a distant look.

He felt his older sister's arms around him.

"I'm sorry." the princess teared up.

"None of this was in your control, you cannot keep all our blames sister." Laurent smiled at his technically older sibling.

Chrom and Miriel entered into this scene. The young mage had a great resemblance to Miriel, even the glasses made it seem he was just a male version of her.

"It is obvious this is the desert but is that a mirage of a copycat of me?!" Miriel wondered fascinated at Laurent

"Ah but I know you, not know of you." Laurent replied with a faint smile.

"I do not recall ever encountering one such as you." said Miriel.

"I best term would be not yet," Laurent smiled. "Mother."

Chrom's eyes bulged out staring at the young blue haired mage in front of him. He could already tell it was the woman's son but she seemed in doubt.

"What proof do you behold upon yourself to be my own spawn?" asked Miriel.

Miriel was one of the more, if not most, skeptical to believe the so called 'children' were from the future. Usually children would take up some aspects of their parent's personality. One of the more obvious one's was Lucina and Chrom: both are excellent with the blade, but socially they are not the best. Chrom's accidental bluntness to Lucina's harsh truths. However one's like Olvia and Inigo made it seem odd. The flirt claims to still be shy, just like his mother, but he tends to hit on everyone with XX-chromosomes. Another is Noire's unconfidence in contrast to her dark mother, though the girl is not a terrible dark mage she would prefer to use the bow instead.

"Your future-self did tell me about this." Laurent chuckled.

"So Miriel might have known this would happen?" asked Lucina with shocked eyes.

"Why yes mother in our timeline, one of her hypothesis was to return back to this time and prevent the disaster." answered the mage prince. 'I have many of your belongings brought with me."

Laurent took out his pack and showed the contents within. Miriel gasped at the sight, her journals, her personal notes and even her special quill was within the man's bag.

"Impossible but I have secured them within mine." Miriel gasped as she opened her pack.

The shock was even greater as her stuff was still there. She stared back at the man's belongings and shook her head.

"Yes you must be my child, all these sentimental items have great value to me." Mireil nodded with a smile.

"Ah thank you mother, father." Laurent nodded back with a smile. He already knew what Chrom was doing while the two mages talked. "Father my mark of Naga is born upon my chest."

"Ah." Chrom nodded though he did glance at Miriel nervously.

"If it is about conceiving Laurent then we shall have this discussion later." Miriel said solemnly.

"T-That's not what I was gonna say!" Chrom blurted out.

"That was meant to be a joke." Miriel chuckled to herself as she went off with the rest of the army.

Chrom sighed to himself and looked at another discovered son of his.

"Yes one more of our blood is require and out Exalted Hunks will be complete!" Owain declared with fist pumping in the air. His hand started to shake suddenly. "S-Sword hand you wish to battle the heat? Very well!"

"Still with that blasted hand Owain?" Laurent chuckled.

"Dear cousin you seemed in good spirits than your usual self!" pointed Owain as he brought his sword hand to his face.

"Well wandering with no one you know for five years could take a powerful toll on someone." Laurent informed. "I am in the most glorious mood of all. Excelsior!"

"Why yes of course!" replied Owain with a hearty laugh. "Women do desire men with powerful minds, we shall attract more and we will be true successors to our predecessors!"

"Still with that nonsense?" asked Laurent. "And I suppose you finally got Yarne to be in this scheme as well?"

"Oh c'mon Laurent I remember a few times you enjoying it!" Lucina teased him.

"I-It was a matter of discussions of d-different blood types!" Laurent blushed. "T-The women of this time seemed more primitive."

He felt glares from both Lucina and Owian right at him.

"Except mother and the Shepherds of course for their common sense surpass the average folk." Laurent corrected himself.

"Lucy, Owain you guys have to get back here!" Cynthia arrived with her pegasus. "Laurent?!"

"Good to see you as well dear Cynthia." nodded the mage. "Come Lucina let's rid ourselves of these brigands."

"Right!"

End An: I will admit..I can't get funny and intelligent dialouge at the same time! I know Laurent is supposed to be serious and all, but like Gerome I want him to sometimes enjoy their goofy siblings.

Well I just remembered how I was inspired to do this. I saw a video of all the female confessions and was like man MU is such a boss. Then I decided what if Chrom got the ladies instead? Then BOOM this story.