AN: Today's chapter is sponsored by Owain's theater, the best and silliest storied within all of Ylisee!

JK just an Owain central episode..I mean chapter...Today's chapter name just one of his saying...besides 'My sword hand twitches'

Well here we go!

Chapter 19: C-Can't Control!

Another glorious day approaches for the scion of legend. Seeing his sleeping mother and father at the other end, he streched around to get himself awake.. Owain smiled softly towards them both. "Good morning mother, father, it is time for daily rituals!"

Frederick rolled out with a groan while Lissa snorted and let drool come out of her mouth.

"Oh dearest mother you must clean yourself up!" shouted Owain as he shook the blonde princess up.

"Let me handle your mother, Owain." Frederick stood up as he shook Lissa. "You go to the dining tent, ok?"

Owain nodded as he got ready for today. As he left the tent, the sun's rays were centering right at him.

"Good morning Owain." greeted Lucina with her usual smile.

"Greets dear cousin I hope your dreams were filled with victory!" Owain greeted back with his smirk.

"I wish, Severa and Ingio were at it again." sighed Lucina.

Whenever those two were nearby, trouble will approach. It usually ends it Inigo wincing in absolute pain while Severa hangs out with any of the other siblings.

"I believe it is their way on showing their love as brother and sister." chuckled Owain.

Right now the two of them were at the dining tent, were Stahl was today's chef. He greeted the two with his lazy smile, while the cousins picked their food.

"So nay success with in you trails of conquest?" wondered Lucina.

"Many maidens were smitten by my Naga given looks and my royal personality!" Owain bragged, pumping his chest.

"Does it involve them laughing?" asked Lucina, which Owain nodded. "Well you are a pretty funny guy."

"Entertainment and laughter seemed to be my specialty amongst my dear ladies." Owain bragged some more.

After a surprisingly peaceful breakfast, Lucina and Owain decided to hangout. They were heading towards Robin's tent, who said she was going to spend time with her daughter.

"So why do we linger here?" asked Owain.

"Well a 'tactical' atmosphere might make you more successful with your maidens." Lucina answered as she gasped at all the books.

"I was convinced Robin would be with her dearly beloved." Owain pointed out.

Lucina nodded in agreement though she could understand why Robin would still keep her own tent, rather than sleep in Chrom's tent. Despite the comfort within a husband's tent, Robin still had to concentrate on making new tactics and keeping in check their funds and equipment. She would be easily distracted by Chrom, especially if his hormones were kicking in.

"Well tactician's gotta have some time on their own." added Lucina with a chuckled. "Honestly father just loves them all."

"That is why he is not a hero among men but a legend among gods!" Owain's eyes twinkled with amazement.

"You look up to him a little too much." Lucina winced.

Owain laughed in agreement from his cousin's words. He had a gentle smile as he glanced at her with a longing look.

"Lucina, how I miss my mother." Owain stated.

"Our mothers are here Owain, and they will always be from here on out." Lucina pointed out.

"Lucina you know what I mean." responded Owain solemnly.

He was fully aware he was breaking his usual line of speeches but he missed the younger days. Where they were all naive, unaware, innocent from the darkness that was approaching. He missed the days where he and all of his beloved cousins would play around at the castle. He missed the days where his mother would baby and embarrass him in front of young noble girls. He missed the days where everything seemed so perfect. Even if the Lissa here wanted to take care of him, she would not be the same one that gave birth to him. Owain knew of Lucina's predicament as well.

"Still we all swore to never go back to that time." recalled the princess.

"Indeed the land is all but a desolated world of nothing." Owain described.

The barren lands of their once called home was unsuitable for life. There was no trees, no blue skies, no life; it was a world full of despair. The topic was getting grim, thus Lucina decided to change it.

"So gonna live up to the family lineage?" asked Lucina.

"Of course dearest cousin and you as well?" Owain wondered.

She never thought of relationships throughout most of her life. Days at the castle were spent studying and training to be a lord. Yet at the same time, her younger brothers scared away potential suitors, while she scared off anyone harassing her younger sisters, of course her brothers helped her out as well.

"I'm not so sure." Lucina shook her head with a smile. "Sorry Owain I'm not interested."

"I see." nodded Owain.

Since they were speaking about relationships, somewhat, Lucina decided to ask Owain this. "So what words will you say once a girl confesses to you? When I mean confess I mean with all her heart."

A blushing Owain was the reaction. He fidget around looking around the many strategic boards at the table and scribbled out notes. He coughed and blushed at his cousin. "I-I wrote the line in my novel."

"Novel?" wondered Lucina, until she recalled him always wanting to be a story maker. "Don't the change the subject now spill it!"

"A-Alright h-here goes." he coughed still blushing. Owain put his hand on his waist, looking away with a smile. "You eluded my defenses and pierced my heart!"

"Defenses? Pierced?" asked Lucina.

Owain didn't stop there, he already started the line and he will finish it! "It seems I finally found...my weakness."

"Aww that so sweet!" cooed Lucina.

Suddenly the tent flaps were open, revealing Inigo, and Gerome with twitching smiles.

"Oh hello there sister, cousin!" greeted Inigo, though he emphasized cousin.

"How does the days find you?" asked Gerome with a straight face.

The other two looked at each other then towards the two with confusing looks. Until one of them realized what happened.

"Oh uh Inigo, Gerome this isn't what you think?!" blushed Lucina.

"Mere practice dear cousin!" Owain added, until he broke character. "Uh Inigo what's with the sword, Gerome your axe?!"

The two brothers apparently didn't hear their protests and were rather smiling very dangerously. Their respective weapons out and ready to kill.

"So Owain when will you tell us you had feelings for our sister?" asked Inigo.

"Yes do tell us." added Gerome.

The two cousin glanced at each other and nodded right away. Owain provided a distraction. "Gerome, your Minervykins is crying for her owner!"

"What Minerva?" gasped Gerome as he looked back.

"Huh?!" wondered a baffled Inigo.

Both Owain and Lucina made a quick dash through the confused brothers. As the dust trails fade away, Inigo and Gerome looked at each other rather confusingly.

"D-Did they trick us Gerome?"

"That they did."

END AN: Ok Owain chapter...DONE! And no Lucina and Owain are just friends...family... sibling-like. Not 'companions' Pfft.

Anyways I've been thinking about the title of this story...it's only useful at like the first fifteen or so chapters. Now...I don't know. now that I think about a title for the story, I wanted to get people's attention so did it work? I'm pretty sure it did.

Well I did notice a little bit more people following and favoriting (Don't think that's a word but oh well XD) and a decrease of reviews per chapter... I miss my usual reviewers and I'm picking names...makes people think I'm being biased or something...

A-Anyways that was my sad and depressed side speaking. My happy side wants to tell you I've seen sweetest thing at Hot Spring Scramble...Gangrel and Emmeryn...that is all.