HIMYM: The Headache Cure (1/1) Robin/Marshall Friendship

[snogged]

Title: The Headache Cure
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Carter Bays and Craig Thomas own How I Met Your Mother. I don't. Please don't sue.
Pairing: Robin/Marshall Friendship
Word Count: 615
Rating: PG, some sexually suggestive themes.
Summary: Marshall's bound and determined to figure out Robin's traditions.
Spoilers: after Season 4's "Three Days of Snow"
Beta: None. If you spot anything glaring, please let me know.
A/N: written for himym_slapbet's February challenge, which required Robin/Marshall and traditions. Many thanks to idioticonion for reading the first draft.



"Robin, I am bound and determined to figure out what your traditions are. The process of elimination is on my side and the night is still young."

Marshall plopped down on the soft, vibrantly-red couch and flashed Robin a charming grin.

"Can't you just let this go, Marshall?" Robin asked, exasperation creeping into her tone. "I don't have traditions. I don't have dinnertime phone-sex calls and I…"

"First of all, they are lunch-time love calls and secondly, even if you're not in a couple, there are probably things you do every day or routines that you live by. Ergo, the TRA-ditions that you adhere too."

Robin narrowed her eyes and grabbed the remote off the coffee table, letting the brain-numbing images flash in front of her eyes. She thought that maybe if she stopped looking interested, that Marshall would just go away.

Marshall chuckled. "I'm not going away, missy. So I'd divert some of that attention from Joe the Fake Millionaire and listen to what I have to say."

"It's called The Bachelor. And I'll have you know, that something very important is about to happen. He's about to kick what's-her-ugly-face off."

"Her name is Molly," Marshall interjected. Lily had been following this show for eternity and frequently forced him into watching it too. "And he's not kicking her off. He's inviting her on a date. The rose ceremony doesn't happen until the end of the show and we're only partway through."

Robin's eyes widened like a deer caught in the headlights. It figured she'd be caught but the only guy in their group that could rival Ted's girl factor. "Fine, you caught me. Let's talk about stupid traditions."

"Let's start with a simple one. What do you do when you have a headache?"

"You mean, like the one I have now?" Robin smirked, strands of brown hair falling in front of her dark eyes. "I let my friends talk my ear off in the hopes that the new pain will replace the old."

"Ha ha," Marshall replied, deadpan. "For example, when I have a headache, Lily and I…"

"Have crazy, wild monkey sex?" Robin quipped, wrinkling her nose. "I've heard. You guys don't even live here anymore but that doesn't seem to stop you."

Marshall shrugged and a mischievous grin twitched at the corners of his lips. He was clearly not ashamed of the super-sized libido he shared with his wife or their naughty exploits. "That is a great tradition…but we can't always do that. So usually, she kisses me on the forehead." He pointed to his temples. "Here and here. And then she'll brew me a tasty pot of peppermint tea."

Robin patted his shoulder and sarcastically said: "That's so sweet. Does she braid your hair too?"

"Shut up," Marshall retorted. "Just tell me how you cure a headache."

Robin grinned. "Two Excedrin and a Bruce Willis Die Hard marathon. Explosions are a great cure-all. And if that doesn't work…wild monkey sex."

Marshall raised his hand for a high five and Robin smacked his palm gleefully.

"So now that we've got that out of the way--" Robin said, glancing at the TV screen. "How 'bout we pop in something a bit more awesome?"

"What do you have in mind?" Marshall asked, throwing his legs onto the coffee table and sinking deeper into the cushions.

"Kevin Smith Marathon? I could use a little Jay and Silent Bob philosophy after subjecting my eyes to the estrogen poisoning of reality TV."

“Snootchie Bootchies,” Marshall cracked, a bright smile breaking his face. "The lewd and crude stoner duo of the ‘90’s as a cure for estrogen poisoning is a tradition I can get behind."

Comments

[roland44.livejournal.com]

Nice one babe :)

[snogged.livejournal.com]

thanks hunny!!

So did you get to watch tonight's episode? It was made of win :)

[roland44.livejournal.com]

Watched the divx up to the very last one minute and the file was corrupted =( So I'm rewatching the megavid one now, hopefully that isn't cut off at the end! And yup, it froze just at the part where things were getting good. GAH!

[snogged.livejournal.com]

that stinks

Can you watch it at cbs.com?

[roland44.livejournal.com]

Nah, that's for US viewers only..Not to worry, I managed to get the whole thing finally...*gasphairfondlegasp*

[snogged.livejournal.com]

yay!!

I know right!!