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het_reccersFandom Category: How I met your mother
Pairing: Robin Scherbatsky/Ted Mosby
Fic Title: there will be time to chase the sun
Author: londondrowning
Link: http://londondrowning.livejournal.com/85613.html
Rating/Warning(s): pg-13
Genre: general romance
WIP?: no
Why This Must Be Read: Robin's the mother. So I guess Ted's just been dicking his kids around with this whole epic story. The up side is, his son will still one day grow up to look like David Henrie. I'm a little bit ridiculously in love with this story, because unlike 99% of the fandom, Robin/Ted remains my favored ship (besides the OTP of Marshall/Lily, of course). Read this if you're at all interested in their dynamic.
Lily lets Robin and Ted take the rest of the cherry and pumpkin pies home, smuggling them out of the apartment under Robin’s coat while Marshall’s occupied with the dishes. Outside, Ted wraps a friendly arm around Robin’s shoulders and she leans into him out of habit. Not for warmth, because please, she’s Canadian, but it feels nice, familiar.
And also it helps hide the pies from view, in case Marshall happens to look down from the third floor. He’s not going to be happy about those going missing.
“I can’t believe we both passed up the chance to slap Barney,” Ted says once they’re in the cab, and Robin laughs, leaning her head on his shoulder. The ends of his scarf tickle her nose. She feels warm and happy and American Thanksgiving-y, and she’s really looking forward to pulling on her PJs and watching A Muppet Christmas Carol on the couch with Ted.
“Want me to make some hot chocolate and dig out the DVD while you change into pajamas?” Ted says, letting her through the door first.
It’s this one little sentence that looses the floodgates. Feelings are suddenly erupting out of her in a hot, molten spurt of crazy and all of a sudden, Robin’s hurling the entire cherry pie at his head. Ted ducks just in time to watch it explode all over the door, staring at her with eyes the size of saucers. “Um, so that’s a no?”
“How could you say that you’re still in love with me?” she yells, in this voice that doesn’t even sound like her own. “How could you be that mean?”
“Robin,” Ted says, sounding flabbergasted, and even she doesn’t understand, not really. She just knows that it had hurt to hear Ted - Ted of all people - say those words without meaning them.
“I should have been happy with Barney,” she yells, her chest hitching, and oh God, she is not going to cry, Robin Charles Scherbatsky is not a crier. So instead, she throws the pumpkin pie this time, which splatters in exactly the same place. She’s always prided herself on her excellent aim. “If I was ever going to be happy with anybody, it should have been Barney! And then I keep coming home to you every night, making your damn hot chocolate and knowing what DVDs I want to watch - it should have been Barney!”
And what sucks is that she knows exactly why she wasn’t, she’s always known.
Barney was perfect for her, but Barney wasn’t Ted. Ted who hasn’t been her boyfriend for two years but still remembers that she likes butterscotch when she’s on her period, Ted whose dealbreaker was that they couldn’t really live together, except now, they’ve been doing it for almost a year. Ted who pronounces words in the douchiest way possible, Ted who’s the only guy she’s ever said ‘I love you’ to, Ted who she almost watched marry another woman. Ted who stepped aside and never said a word about Robin and Barney because if his friends were happy, he’d be happy for them.
Ted Ted Ted, always there in the background with his re-returning and his always looking out for her and his knowing her so well and his Tedness.
God, could he be any more obnoxious?
They’ve gone over this. They’ve been down that road. They don’t work. Robin is single and awesome and Ted, one day, is going to be married and awesome, and it won’t be to her, and she shouldn’t be freaking out this badly over Ted saying he’s still in love with her to win a stupid slap.
But wouldn’t that just be so like him if he was, though, loving her and watching her date Barney and never saying a word because he’s always actually, genuinely cared that she be happy -
Pairing: Robin Scherbatsky/Ted Mosby
Fic Title: there will be time to chase the sun
Author: londondrowning
Link: http://londondrowning.livejournal.com/85613.html
Rating/Warning(s): pg-13
Genre: general romance
WIP?: no
Why This Must Be Read: Robin's the mother. So I guess Ted's just been dicking his kids around with this whole epic story. The up side is, his son will still one day grow up to look like David Henrie. I'm a little bit ridiculously in love with this story, because unlike 99% of the fandom, Robin/Ted remains my favored ship (besides the OTP of Marshall/Lily, of course). Read this if you're at all interested in their dynamic.
Lily lets Robin and Ted take the rest of the cherry and pumpkin pies home, smuggling them out of the apartment under Robin’s coat while Marshall’s occupied with the dishes. Outside, Ted wraps a friendly arm around Robin’s shoulders and she leans into him out of habit. Not for warmth, because please, she’s Canadian, but it feels nice, familiar.
And also it helps hide the pies from view, in case Marshall happens to look down from the third floor. He’s not going to be happy about those going missing.
“I can’t believe we both passed up the chance to slap Barney,” Ted says once they’re in the cab, and Robin laughs, leaning her head on his shoulder. The ends of his scarf tickle her nose. She feels warm and happy and American Thanksgiving-y, and she’s really looking forward to pulling on her PJs and watching A Muppet Christmas Carol on the couch with Ted.
“Want me to make some hot chocolate and dig out the DVD while you change into pajamas?” Ted says, letting her through the door first.
It’s this one little sentence that looses the floodgates. Feelings are suddenly erupting out of her in a hot, molten spurt of crazy and all of a sudden, Robin’s hurling the entire cherry pie at his head. Ted ducks just in time to watch it explode all over the door, staring at her with eyes the size of saucers. “Um, so that’s a no?”
“How could you say that you’re still in love with me?” she yells, in this voice that doesn’t even sound like her own. “How could you be that mean?”
“Robin,” Ted says, sounding flabbergasted, and even she doesn’t understand, not really. She just knows that it had hurt to hear Ted - Ted of all people - say those words without meaning them.
“I should have been happy with Barney,” she yells, her chest hitching, and oh God, she is not going to cry, Robin Charles Scherbatsky is not a crier. So instead, she throws the pumpkin pie this time, which splatters in exactly the same place. She’s always prided herself on her excellent aim. “If I was ever going to be happy with anybody, it should have been Barney! And then I keep coming home to you every night, making your damn hot chocolate and knowing what DVDs I want to watch - it should have been Barney!”
And what sucks is that she knows exactly why she wasn’t, she’s always known.
Barney was perfect for her, but Barney wasn’t Ted. Ted who hasn’t been her boyfriend for two years but still remembers that she likes butterscotch when she’s on her period, Ted whose dealbreaker was that they couldn’t really live together, except now, they’ve been doing it for almost a year. Ted who pronounces words in the douchiest way possible, Ted who’s the only guy she’s ever said ‘I love you’ to, Ted who she almost watched marry another woman. Ted who stepped aside and never said a word about Robin and Barney because if his friends were happy, he’d be happy for them.
Ted Ted Ted, always there in the background with his re-returning and his always looking out for her and his knowing her so well and his Tedness.
God, could he be any more obnoxious?
They’ve gone over this. They’ve been down that road. They don’t work. Robin is single and awesome and Ted, one day, is going to be married and awesome, and it won’t be to her, and she shouldn’t be freaking out this badly over Ted saying he’s still in love with her to win a stupid slap.
But wouldn’t that just be so like him if he was, though, loving her and watching her date Barney and never saying a word because he’s always actually, genuinely cared that she be happy -
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