Dated April 29th, 2009:
Robin wakes Barney up to discuss a very important thing: their future.

[ HERE | In-Progress | PG]

Karen was a little nervous once the evening came around, but with Ellie's help and Jo at her side, they got things ready. All they had to wait for now was people to show up, and for things to move along ( Read more... )

When it came to better days, Robin had seen more than her fair share. The day she was having? Scratch that, the last couple of days she'd been having, those were not even allowed to approach the list because they were just so full of crap that she couldn't believe it. There was the...well, the...the missed thingie of the other month (which she'd ( Read more... )

Dated December 28th, 2008:
Robin is ready to tear her hair out when Barney acts like the most confusing man alive. And yet, he still gets pecan pie out of the deal.

[ HERE | Complete | PG-13]

Even for Barney Stinson, master of exploiting sexuality for a quick fix and connoisseur of Thai girly-boys, even for Barney the first day waking up as a woman was weird. Between the sitting down while you pee and the being able to feel a girl up without buying her a drink first, well, it was weird. Not a bad weird, not a 'accidentally went to a ( Read more... )

Dated December 4th, 2008:
True to Robin's word, she brings Winters to watch the Godfather. They just happen to have the date crashed by Barney, who is chock full of delightful cinematic facts.

[ HERE | Complete | PG-13]

If you had been upstairs in the Compound or in the Hub at six in the evening of December 31, you might have thought your eyes were playing tricks on you, or that you'd once again been whisked off to some strange, new place. Within the blink of an eye, the rooms had changed, sparkling instantly with festive decorations, and it was all so ( Read more... )

Robin wakes up tiny. After recalling how much she hated kids (even as a kid), she goes to find Barney and to commiserate only to find her bloodflow and body reactions are out to get her.

Rated PG. Dated October 31st.

It was times like these that Lennox wished he had an acid-wash denim jacket and a pair of fingerless lace gloves. The film reel had been too tempting to pass up and now he was standing in front of the screen in the rec room, watching what he thought might be the most brilliant music video of all time. Let's Go to the Mall, by Robin Sparkles.There ( Read more... )

Fear not, my loyal blog readers. I know you’ve been lost in a desert of Lame, wandering sexless and alone without your Moses to lead you to the Promised Land of Awesome. The lost tribe of the Hebros. You haven’t even had your daily shares of manna with which you could survive by living vicariously through my life of wine, women and song ( Read more... )