roland44 // the wingmen // three drabbles
Title: Curses
Author: roland44
Team: The Wingmen
Word Count: 100 x 3
Fandom: HIMYM
Characters/Pairings: Pretty much everyone, Robin POV
Rating/Warnings/Spoilers: PG13 for language/ Don't own anything/ Slight spoilers for 418 Old King Clancy
AN: Set between 406 Happily Ever After and 407 Jeremy’s Sock, when Robin was living with Marshall and Lily.
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1.
Halloween 2008:
Robin cursed the itch in her shoulders. Frakin’ hockey padding…
But it was the easiest, most inexpensive costume she’d been able to put together - Canucks jersey, sweatpants, white hockey mask to look bloodthirsty and lethal.
She wasn’t in the mood to slut up.
Marshall and Lily - those bloody lovey-dovey horny pigeons - sat at the bar downing celebratory shots after clinching best costume awards as Leia and Chewbacca (although Robin had to admit- Marshall made excellent Wookie noises)
Lily’s stupid “No Guns in the Living Room” rule.
Robin slammed her beer bottle on the tabletop, swearing aloud in French.
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2.
It was Halloween and Robin was alone.
Ted, ever the Hanging Chad, was up on the roof, looking for his Slutty Pumpkin.
Barney disappeared to some party with supermodels dressed as, supposedly, Bruce Wayne. He’d temporarily tinted his hair dark brown.
Marshall and Lily gathered their sashes and staggered drunkenly home.
When Robin went to the roof to see what Ted was up to, the place was so full of drunken costumed idiots she literally had to use her hockey stick and shoulder power to push her way through the crowd.
“Hey! Whaddaya think you’re-“
“Shove it, mo^#!rf*$#^#in’ idiot!”
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3.
Ted was making out with some slutty witch against the parapet.
As she cursed herself for not slutting up, Robin felt his stare - blank, expressionless.
He was shrouded in a hooded black cloak. Azure eyes shone behind a bone-white mask.
She apprehensively drew her mask back over her face.
He glided towards her, and she remembered - Eyes Wide Shut.
“Looking for an orgy on this roof?” she smirked.
He was silent.
Then he slowly leaned in, whispering, “I’ll keep my mask on, if you keep yours on too…”
The voice was flat, muffled, but…
“BARNEY?! What the fuck?”
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AN2: I blame idioticonion for commenting on the lack of explanatory fic about the mask reference in Old King Clancy and setting off this train of thought...
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Author: roland44
Team: The Wingmen
Word Count: 100 x 3
Fandom: HIMYM
Characters/Pairings: Pretty much everyone, Robin POV
Rating/Warnings/Spoilers: PG13 for language/ Don't own anything/ Slight spoilers for 418 Old King Clancy
AN: Set between 406 Happily Ever After and 407 Jeremy’s Sock, when Robin was living with Marshall and Lily.
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1.
Halloween 2008:
Robin cursed the itch in her shoulders. Frakin’ hockey padding…
But it was the easiest, most inexpensive costume she’d been able to put together - Canucks jersey, sweatpants, white hockey mask to look bloodthirsty and lethal.
She wasn’t in the mood to slut up.
Marshall and Lily - those bloody lovey-dovey horny pigeons - sat at the bar downing celebratory shots after clinching best costume awards as Leia and Chewbacca (although Robin had to admit- Marshall made excellent Wookie noises)
Lily’s stupid “No Guns in the Living Room” rule.
Robin slammed her beer bottle on the tabletop, swearing aloud in French.
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2.
It was Halloween and Robin was alone.
Ted, ever the Hanging Chad, was up on the roof, looking for his Slutty Pumpkin.
Barney disappeared to some party with supermodels dressed as, supposedly, Bruce Wayne. He’d temporarily tinted his hair dark brown.
Marshall and Lily gathered their sashes and staggered drunkenly home.
When Robin went to the roof to see what Ted was up to, the place was so full of drunken costumed idiots she literally had to use her hockey stick and shoulder power to push her way through the crowd.
“Hey! Whaddaya think you’re-“
“Shove it, mo^#!rf*$#^#in’ idiot!”
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3.
Ted was making out with some slutty witch against the parapet.
As she cursed herself for not slutting up, Robin felt his stare - blank, expressionless.
He was shrouded in a hooded black cloak. Azure eyes shone behind a bone-white mask.
She apprehensively drew her mask back over her face.
He glided towards her, and she remembered - Eyes Wide Shut.
“Looking for an orgy on this roof?” she smirked.
He was silent.
Then he slowly leaned in, whispering, “I’ll keep my mask on, if you keep yours on too…”
The voice was flat, muffled, but…
“BARNEY?! What the fuck?”
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AN2: I blame idioticonion for commenting on the lack of explanatory fic about the mask reference in Old King Clancy and setting off this train of thought...
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