Super Smash Bros One Shots

Chrom - Romance is Dead

Since this uses the Female Avatar from Awakening, only male Robin is present since you are meant to be the Female Avatar. 

I also reference another fanfic but I won't be linking it since it is 18+. You're free to look for it yourselves. 

Also, sorry if I ruin Chrom for any of y'all.

Mature Themes.

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The power went out.

It went out right as you were going to warm a bottle for Morgan.

Now Morgan began to cry.

Great.

The baby boy wailed in your arms and you did your best to soothe him. He flailed his little arms, absolutely starving, and you felt your heart sink. It had been ages since you had nursed, as the Ylisse royal family was known to be fond of wet-nurses, so you had one since leaving Lucina for the first time. You sat down on your bed and moved Morgan around before giving up. "CHROM!" You yelled into the darkness.

"WHAT?" His muffled voice called back.

"HOW DO YOU NURSE A BABY?"

"HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW?"

"BECAUSE YOUR SON IS HUNGRY."

"THEN FEED HIM."

"I CAN'T, HE NEEDS HIS NURSE."

"NURSE HIM YOURSELF."

"I JUST FUCKING SAID I DON'T KNOW HOW."

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Chrom sulked into the chair. "Lucina honey," He rubbed his eyes. "Go help your mother please."

"Father, I know even less than she does." Lucina gave Chrom a funny look. After all, everyone in the living area heard your chat. "Please don't make me."

"Not to worry, my man!" Robin harshly slapped Chrom's shoulder. "I'm resident expert!"

"How?" Lucina asked, though she wasn't sure if she was ready for an answer.

"Well not everyone had a wet-nurse," Robin shrugged. "I had to help my wife with our daughter so... Expert." He smiled before jogging upstairs to help you.

"Is that-"

"I don't know." Chrom sighed. "I really don't know. It's fine, I think."

"Chrom," Marth leaned forward in his seat. "How did you two even fall in love?"

"Marth, he won't even tell me." Lucina sighed. "I've been trying to get it out of him since I met him."

"It's not a story a daughter needs to know."

"Well, THIS daughter wants to know." Lucina jabbed her chest with her fingers.

"Ask your mother."

"She won't tell me either."

"Well," Chrom shrugged. "Guess you'll never know."

"Father, please."

Roy jumped into the conversation, "Yeah, old man. Now you've got us interested." Marth nodded in agreement. Lucina quickly joined in their demands.

"What's everyone worked up about?" You held a sleeping Morgan against your chest as you came downstairs. You handed him over to Chrom who smiled and rested the baby against his chest. He kissed the top of Morgan's head and let you sit next to him with your legs over his. Robin settled himself in a spare chair between you all.

"Mother, you should tell us how you and Father met and fell in love." Lucina looked at you with fond eyes. "Please, you've never told me."

You scoffed, "Yeah and I know exactly why that is."

"Mother, please!" Lucina whined.

"Yeah! We're all invested don't disappoint us!" Roy joined. Marth, once again, nodded along.

"Lucina please, you'll wake your not brother." You sighed. Suddenly, she took the baby and sat next to the other two boys.

She held the baby to her chin and whispered, "Tell me or I'll wake him."

"Lucina please." You and Chrom leaned forward, hands held up to take your son back. "It's not a good story, not good enough to wake your brother." She held Morgan between her and Roy.

"Lucina," Chrom said sternly. "Give me the baby."

She looked at the two of you with sharp eyes. "Tell me the story."

"Give us the baby first." Lucina looked at Roy. He nodded and she cautiously put the baby back in your arms. "You're free to stop me when it gets too bad." Chrom sighed, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. The three teenagers watched you two eagerly.

"Shortly before the war broke out, your father, his sister, and Fredrick found me in the middle of a field."

"What were you doing mother?" Lucina interrupted.

"Probably a bender." Chrom muttered and you hit his chest. He chuckled, kissing your cheek with a bright smile on his face.

"Anyway," You hissed. "I just followed your father as a shepherd for awhile."

"That's how you met?" Marth asked. You gave him a curt nod. "That isn't so bad."

"Oh it gets worse, kid." Chrom chuckled. "So after a while of fighting together, we started seeing each other more often."

"He called me a man." You interrupted.

"No I didn't!" Chrom argued.

"Yes, you did." You brushed Morgan's hair out of his face. "He explicitly said, 'I've never really thought of you as a lady.'" Chrom tisked.

"Really Father?" He sort of shook and nodded his head. "See, I remember you were always very doting with Mother."

"Only when he's horny, dear." You muttered and it was Chrom's turn to hit your arm. Robin snorted from his spot. "Anyway that wasn't the worst of our encounters. He walked straight into the ladies bathing tent looking for me."

"I thought you said 'Come in.'" Chrom argued.

"I very clearly asked if you could give me a moment, how did you hear come in?"

"'Come in' and 'one moment' sound very different." Roy laughed.

Chrom gave him a nasty look before continuing, "You did walk in on me bathing less than a week after."

"Yeah, and you enjoyed it so shut the hell up." Everyone gasped. Robin covered his mouth with his head.

"Oh you guys got nasty." His muffled voice sounded like he was struggling not to laugh. "I can't believe it. Oh my god, I can't breathe." His face was red and he collapsed onto his side.

"Father! Mother! Are you serious?!" Lucina stood up from her seat letting Roy and Marth look at each other with shocked faces.

"I told you you wouldn't like it, Lucina." You chuckled to yourself.

"But you guys weren't married!"

"Well, I'm the master tactician and I decided we needed to let go of our unsavory past to focus on the war." You sighed. "I guess it worked too well since now I'm stuck with him."

"I'm the one that's suffering." Chrom said, his voice about as steady as he could will it. "You're insufferable." He kissed the top of your head.

Morgan began to stir in your arms. "Okay, that's enough bonding, let's take him back." You two got up, as if there was no audience, and left the room.

"I want to see our little Lucina, and sleep in our bed."

"Heh, yeah 'sleep'."

...

"Lucina, I can't tell if they're being serious or not."

"Neither can I."

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I'm hecking tired