Aug 26 - Dawn/Robin
Aug 26 - Dawn/Robin
Author: mmooch
Chapter Summary: **Part of the 2016 LiveJournal’s Twisted Shorts FaD** challenge. Dawn’s one step closer to the Council’s goal.
Crossover: How I Met Your Mother
Rating: FR-13
Word count: 493
Challenge: for the livejournal 2016 August Fic-a-Day Challenge.
Disclaimer: BtVS/AtS characters belong to Joss Whedon/Mutant Enemy. How I Met Your Mother characters belong to Craig Thomas, Carter Bays, et al. Don’t own the characters from the other show, either. I claim no rights to any copyrighted material. Please do not copy or take this story without my permission.
MacLaren’s
Dawn shifted the bag in her hand as she walked into the bar. Once inside, she quickly spotted the gang that included Willow’s cousin. Wow, it was like an alternative dimension’s Willow came to visit - one from a world without magic or demons.
Barney was the first one to spot her and jumped up to greet her. “You’re finally here!” he exclaimed excitedly.
Robin raised an eyebrow at his exuberance. “Should I be jealous?” she asked her fiancé dryly.
He just got one of his patented ‘planning something possibly evil’ looks on his face as he ripped the bag out of Dawn’s hands. When he sat down across from her, he became serious; she rarely ever saw him this serious before. “I know the locket was really important to you, and I’m sorry that it’s gone. This present is my way of saying that you don’t need a locket to know how much I love you.”
The others at the table stared at Barney like he was an alien from a distant planet who body-snatched their friend. That almost sounded genuinely heartfelt and…romantic. Wasn’t romantic Ted’s domain? Did this mean that Ted was going to become a womanizing creep now?
Unless this was a prank gift - which was entirely possible - Robin had to admit that the locket wasn’t the sign she needed to trust Barney. She pulled the shirt box out of the bad and carefully opened it. On top was a note explaining that this was a signed jersey (replica) for Vancouver Canucks Hall of Famer, Stan Smyl. She looked up to stare at Barney in wonder.
“You didn’t like being forced to be a tomboy for your father, but you idolized Smyl. I thought it would only be right to use this to say that I love all parts of you, Robin Scherbatsky, even the crazed hockey fan part,” Barney explained. Deep down, he felt he was still competing with Ted for Robin’s affections. While he’d never be the dorky romantic Ted was, he was willing to try a little for Robin.
After she kissed the daylights out of Barney for his thoughtfulness, she pointed at Dawn and asked, “Who’s she?”
“I’m Buffy’s younger sister, Dawn Summers,” Dawn introduced herself. “I have two things to say/ask of you, but they don’t come from me. Please understand that…okay?”
Robin nodded warily.
Dawn braced herself, then said, “From Faith, she wanted me to tell you that the Bruins can wipe the ice with the Canucks while wearing ice skates…which she bets is what the Canucks actually wear. She’s from Boston,” she explained.
This time Robin nodded in understanding. She thought Faith was an idiot, but she understood team loyalty.
“And a requested from Xander. He wants me to tape you saying, ‘Whatcha talkin’ aboot, eh?’” Dawn repeated with a chagrined expression.
Holding up the jersey, Robin answered, “For this, I’ll even throw in a ‘Take off, you hoser!’ for him.”
A/N: Musie couldn’t resist the mocking of the Canadian accent.
Author: mmooch
Chapter Summary: **Part of the 2016 LiveJournal’s Twisted Shorts FaD** challenge. Dawn’s one step closer to the Council’s goal.
Crossover: How I Met Your Mother
Rating: FR-13
Word count: 493
Challenge: for the livejournal 2016 August Fic-a-Day Challenge.
Disclaimer: BtVS/AtS characters belong to Joss Whedon/Mutant Enemy. How I Met Your Mother characters belong to Craig Thomas, Carter Bays, et al. Don’t own the characters from the other show, either. I claim no rights to any copyrighted material. Please do not copy or take this story without my permission.
MacLaren’s
Dawn shifted the bag in her hand as she walked into the bar. Once inside, she quickly spotted the gang that included Willow’s cousin. Wow, it was like an alternative dimension’s Willow came to visit - one from a world without magic or demons.
Barney was the first one to spot her and jumped up to greet her. “You’re finally here!” he exclaimed excitedly.
Robin raised an eyebrow at his exuberance. “Should I be jealous?” she asked her fiancé dryly.
He just got one of his patented ‘planning something possibly evil’ looks on his face as he ripped the bag out of Dawn’s hands. When he sat down across from her, he became serious; she rarely ever saw him this serious before. “I know the locket was really important to you, and I’m sorry that it’s gone. This present is my way of saying that you don’t need a locket to know how much I love you.”
The others at the table stared at Barney like he was an alien from a distant planet who body-snatched their friend. That almost sounded genuinely heartfelt and…romantic. Wasn’t romantic Ted’s domain? Did this mean that Ted was going to become a womanizing creep now?
Unless this was a prank gift - which was entirely possible - Robin had to admit that the locket wasn’t the sign she needed to trust Barney. She pulled the shirt box out of the bad and carefully opened it. On top was a note explaining that this was a signed jersey (replica) for Vancouver Canucks Hall of Famer, Stan Smyl. She looked up to stare at Barney in wonder.
“You didn’t like being forced to be a tomboy for your father, but you idolized Smyl. I thought it would only be right to use this to say that I love all parts of you, Robin Scherbatsky, even the crazed hockey fan part,” Barney explained. Deep down, he felt he was still competing with Ted for Robin’s affections. While he’d never be the dorky romantic Ted was, he was willing to try a little for Robin.
After she kissed the daylights out of Barney for his thoughtfulness, she pointed at Dawn and asked, “Who’s she?”
“I’m Buffy’s younger sister, Dawn Summers,” Dawn introduced herself. “I have two things to say/ask of you, but they don’t come from me. Please understand that…okay?”
Robin nodded warily.
Dawn braced herself, then said, “From Faith, she wanted me to tell you that the Bruins can wipe the ice with the Canucks while wearing ice skates…which she bets is what the Canucks actually wear. She’s from Boston,” she explained.
This time Robin nodded in understanding. She thought Faith was an idiot, but she understood team loyalty.
“And a requested from Xander. He wants me to tape you saying, ‘Whatcha talkin’ aboot, eh?’” Dawn repeated with a chagrined expression.
Holding up the jersey, Robin answered, “For this, I’ll even throw in a ‘Take off, you hoser!’ for him.”
A/N: Musie couldn’t resist the mocking of the Canadian accent.