Ficlet: What's in a Name? (GH, Robin/Patrick, Lana Verse)
Title: What's in a Name?
Author: empressearwig
Claim: Children of Robin Scorpio and Patrick Drake
Fandom: General Hospital
Theme: 27 - Name
Disclaimer: The characters originally appearing on the television series General Hospital do not belong to me.
Author's Note: Written for 30_children.
“You know, we need to decide on a name.”
Robin looked up from the medical journal she was reading. “What?”
“A name.” Patrick repeated. He sat next to her on the couch, placing one hand on her very round stomach. “This kid is going to be here in a matter of weeks, and we still haven’t decided on a name for him.”
Robin arched an eyebrow. “Him, huh? You seem awfully certain. How’d that work out for you last time?”
As if on cue, Lana wandered into the living room. “Mommy, can I have a snack?”
A quick glance down at her watch had Robin shaking her head no. “We’re going to eat dinner soon, can you wait?”
A disappointed sigh escaped Lana’s lips as she shrugged and said, “I guess.” She looked quizzically at her parents. “What were you talking about?”
“Your baby brother’s - ”
“Or sister’s,” Robin interjected.
“name,” Patrick finished. “Got any ideas?” He pulled Lana over to join them on the couch, settling her onto his lap.
Lana considered for a moment. “I like Charlie. And Amelia.”
Patrick frowned. “Charlie? That’s -”
“A very nice name,” Robin said quickly. “Amelia’s lovely.” She looked over at Patrick. “What do you think, Amelia Drake?”
“That is nice,” Patrick said grudgingly. “Where did you get those names from, Lana?”
She shrugged. “Books I like. We’re reading Charlie and the Chocolate Factory in school and Mommy always reads me Amelia Bedelia books.”
Robin stifled back a laugh. “Do you like the name Matthew, Lana? We were thinking about that, after your Grandma Mattie, for a boy.”
Lana looked thoughtful. “That’s a good name. What about his middle name?”
Patrick and Robin exchanged glances.
“We hadn’t even gotten that far,” Patrick confessed sheepishly. He shifted Lana slightly on his lap. “You know, you’re named after one of your Mom’s good friends and your Uncle Mac. So who else do you think we should name the baby after?”
“Aunt Epiphany.”
Robin and Patrick’s jaws both dropped.
Lana looked back and forth between them, fascinated at the reaction. “Was that the wrong answer?”
Robin managed to recover first. “No, sweetie, not at all. It’s very nice of you to think of Epiphany, I just don’t think we had considered it.”
“How would we even do that?” Patrick wondered. “Matthew Epiphany Drake?” He shook his head. “It doesn’t sound like the type of name that strikes fear into the hearts of opposing teams goalies.”
Robin and Lana both rolled their eyes at him.
“So change it a little,” Lana said. At Patrick’s blank stare, she elaborated, “Like I’m Mackenzie for Malcolm? Use your imagination, Daddy.” With that, she slid off his lap and announced, “I’m going to ask Nanny Sarah how long till dinner is ready.” She headed out of the living room into the kitchen, her amused parents left behind.
“You know, she has a point,” Robin said.
“I know she does,” Patrick admitted. “But after Epiphany?”
“She’s really become quite sweet in the last few years, and she adores Lana,” Robin defended. “And I don’t think it’s the worst idea in the world to involve Lana in this whole naming process since her world is going to be changing a lot in the next month or so. I’m not anticipating a smooth transition to having a sibling, are you?”
“No.” Patrick looked thoughtful. “So what do you propose for a male version of Epiphany?”
“Hmm,” Robin considered. A light dawned and a wide smile crossed her face. “What about Phillip? You know how Maxie is always calling her Pip. Pip, Phillip, they at least sound kind of the same.”
“Phillip? Matthew Phillip Drake,” Patrick tried. He smiled. “You know, that’s pretty good.” He put his hand back over Robin’s stomach. “What do you think? You like that name?”
A resounding series of kicks was the answer.
Both Robin and Patrick laughed. “Well, I guess he told us,” Robin said dryly.
A triumphant expression appeared on Patrick’s face.
“What?” Robin demanded.
“You said he,” Patrick crowed. “You think it’s a boy too.”
“I didn’t say that,” Robin protested.
“Yes, you did.”
“No, I didn’t,” Robin protested, before giving a big sigh. “You know we’re being ridiculous, right?”
Patrick laughed and wrapped an arm around Robin’s shoulders. “I know. But just think, now there’s a story to go with his name.”
“We still need a girl’s name,” Robin reminded. “Just in case your instincts are wrong and the muffin is a girl.”
They began to debate more names, but in the end, it would prove unnecessary.
A month later, Matthew Phillip Drake would make his appearance.
Author: empressearwig
Claim: Children of Robin Scorpio and Patrick Drake
Fandom: General Hospital
Theme: 27 - Name
Disclaimer: The characters originally appearing on the television series General Hospital do not belong to me.
Author's Note: Written for 30_children.
“You know, we need to decide on a name.”
Robin looked up from the medical journal she was reading. “What?”
“A name.” Patrick repeated. He sat next to her on the couch, placing one hand on her very round stomach. “This kid is going to be here in a matter of weeks, and we still haven’t decided on a name for him.”
Robin arched an eyebrow. “Him, huh? You seem awfully certain. How’d that work out for you last time?”
As if on cue, Lana wandered into the living room. “Mommy, can I have a snack?”
A quick glance down at her watch had Robin shaking her head no. “We’re going to eat dinner soon, can you wait?”
A disappointed sigh escaped Lana’s lips as she shrugged and said, “I guess.” She looked quizzically at her parents. “What were you talking about?”
“Your baby brother’s - ”
“Or sister’s,” Robin interjected.
“name,” Patrick finished. “Got any ideas?” He pulled Lana over to join them on the couch, settling her onto his lap.
Lana considered for a moment. “I like Charlie. And Amelia.”
Patrick frowned. “Charlie? That’s -”
“A very nice name,” Robin said quickly. “Amelia’s lovely.” She looked over at Patrick. “What do you think, Amelia Drake?”
“That is nice,” Patrick said grudgingly. “Where did you get those names from, Lana?”
She shrugged. “Books I like. We’re reading Charlie and the Chocolate Factory in school and Mommy always reads me Amelia Bedelia books.”
Robin stifled back a laugh. “Do you like the name Matthew, Lana? We were thinking about that, after your Grandma Mattie, for a boy.”
Lana looked thoughtful. “That’s a good name. What about his middle name?”
Patrick and Robin exchanged glances.
“We hadn’t even gotten that far,” Patrick confessed sheepishly. He shifted Lana slightly on his lap. “You know, you’re named after one of your Mom’s good friends and your Uncle Mac. So who else do you think we should name the baby after?”
“Aunt Epiphany.”
Robin and Patrick’s jaws both dropped.
Lana looked back and forth between them, fascinated at the reaction. “Was that the wrong answer?”
Robin managed to recover first. “No, sweetie, not at all. It’s very nice of you to think of Epiphany, I just don’t think we had considered it.”
“How would we even do that?” Patrick wondered. “Matthew Epiphany Drake?” He shook his head. “It doesn’t sound like the type of name that strikes fear into the hearts of opposing teams goalies.”
Robin and Lana both rolled their eyes at him.
“So change it a little,” Lana said. At Patrick’s blank stare, she elaborated, “Like I’m Mackenzie for Malcolm? Use your imagination, Daddy.” With that, she slid off his lap and announced, “I’m going to ask Nanny Sarah how long till dinner is ready.” She headed out of the living room into the kitchen, her amused parents left behind.
“You know, she has a point,” Robin said.
“I know she does,” Patrick admitted. “But after Epiphany?”
“She’s really become quite sweet in the last few years, and she adores Lana,” Robin defended. “And I don’t think it’s the worst idea in the world to involve Lana in this whole naming process since her world is going to be changing a lot in the next month or so. I’m not anticipating a smooth transition to having a sibling, are you?”
“No.” Patrick looked thoughtful. “So what do you propose for a male version of Epiphany?”
“Hmm,” Robin considered. A light dawned and a wide smile crossed her face. “What about Phillip? You know how Maxie is always calling her Pip. Pip, Phillip, they at least sound kind of the same.”
“Phillip? Matthew Phillip Drake,” Patrick tried. He smiled. “You know, that’s pretty good.” He put his hand back over Robin’s stomach. “What do you think? You like that name?”
A resounding series of kicks was the answer.
Both Robin and Patrick laughed. “Well, I guess he told us,” Robin said dryly.
A triumphant expression appeared on Patrick’s face.
“What?” Robin demanded.
“You said he,” Patrick crowed. “You think it’s a boy too.”
“I didn’t say that,” Robin protested.
“Yes, you did.”
“No, I didn’t,” Robin protested, before giving a big sigh. “You know we’re being ridiculous, right?”
Patrick laughed and wrapped an arm around Robin’s shoulders. “I know. But just think, now there’s a story to go with his name.”
“We still need a girl’s name,” Robin reminded. “Just in case your instincts are wrong and the muffin is a girl.”
They began to debate more names, but in the end, it would prove unnecessary.
A month later, Matthew Phillip Drake would make his appearance.