Ted, Marshall, and Lily all headed out to MacLaren's at the usual time, expecting the usual evening. They'd head out, drink some beers, and have fun watching Robin and Barney because they were, in their own way, adorable. Lastly, they'd talk about nothing for hours, and love it.
But instead of the almost adorable couple, they were expecting, they saw a fighting one. The gang rushed over, but Lily made them stay back and out of sight. Lily put a finger to her mouth quieting them.
Entering at what, must have been the halfway point of the conversation they heard Barney trying wildly to put the emotions they saw on his face into words.
"No, I don't! You really think this is what I wanted Robin?"
"How am I supposed to know what you want? You never talk!" She yelled back spitefully. Of course, that wasn't true, but it easily could be, and they both knew it.
"Gah- Robin! Just stop! Okay? Stop."
"Barney," she said regrettably and quietly, realizing now that she'd been yelling.
"No! Let me talk! You want talk- well, here it is, Robin. Now for the love of the playbook, yeah the playbook let me talk."
"Okay," Robin said apologetically, "talk"
Barney twisted his face, "I don't what to say; I didn't think I'd make it this far…"
They both laughed gently and the tension melted off of them like syrup dripping off the side of a pancake.
"Wait, wait," Barney said, "Really guys? We can see you; get out of here!" The three stood up and Robin continued laughing while Ted, Marshall, and Lily scampered away. "Okay, now talk," he smiled.
"What are we doing?" Robin smiled back up at him.
"I don't know. I mean, I'm happy, I really am. A- are you?"
"Of course I am. You're Barney Stinson and I'm your girlfriend. I was just being… I don't know."
"Crazy?" Barney suggested.
She sighed and nodded. "Crazy," she paused thinking about what to say next, "Look Barney, I didn't want to be crazy, but you had me scared! Honestly why were you acting like that?"
"Robin, did I ever tell you how much I love… my job? My old job I mean. Don't get me wrong, I love having a bar. I mean I have a bar! But, my old job, it was legendary and I was good at it. I was good! Great actually- there was this one time-"
"Barney!"
"Right, not the point. Well, the point is, I was trying to make this job better. That's why I buried myself into the bar- and yes, I know you noticed. But there's no changing bartending into something it's not. And there's no changing me into what I'm not. Robin, I'll never love commitment, but with you, I- I don't hate it."
Robin stood there a moment, taking in all he had said, before smiling hugely and saying, "Yeah, this is gonna work."
Taking his hand in hers and kissing him as what could only be described as lovingly, they strolled down the street into their own happily ever after.