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He had been so young, and it was the last thing Chrom wanted him to experience… ever. When they returned to camp after rescuing Maribelle, at first, the boy was fine. The day was bright, and many talked to him to keep his thoughts off of what had occurred. Maribelle was ever so grateful to him for risking his life to take her out of the clutches of Aversa herself, and he simply smiled.

That night, around midnight, it was Chrom’s turn to patrol the camp. Quiescence loomed as people slept lightly, prepared for the chance of battle. Two hours passed, and as he headed back to pass the patrol to Stahl, he heard a cry of horror echo throughout the camp. As soon as he heard it, he knew. He ran to the boy’s tent to see him darting out of it and to a bush; just as the prince reached him, the red-haired mage began to hurl into the bushes, holding onto his stomach as a cold sweat drenched him. The only thing Chrom could do was rub the youth’s back as he threw up violently, tears streaming down his face as he shook. Finally, he leaned up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, Chrom gently gripping his shoulder to console him. He didn’t look back, but kept his eyes on his hands.

“Chrom,” he shakily spoke, “what I did… it was bad, wasn’t it?”

The blue-haired Lord was silent for a moment. The question had taken him off guard. Of course, how could he not have expected it? Chrom’s first kill was when he was around eighteen. Before him was a fourteen-year-old boy who had until today been studying magic in the safe haven of the castle.

“No,” he replied. “No, Ricken. It wasn’t bad.”

“But, those people we killed… they have families, too,” Ricken whimpered. “They’re just like us. They’re just fighting to protect those they love, right?”

Chrom’s breath hitched in his lungs. Little by little, he could see Ricken’s innocence shatter. He had to say, do something to preserve what was left. “They are different than us. Do you know how?” Ricken shook his head. “They started this war. They wanted the Fire Emblem, and when we refused them, they chose this path.”

“But they’re still people!” Ricken cried out. He held his hands up to his head, his eyes closed tightly as the tears fell. “I killed them! They have families and friends!” His body started shaking again. “How does that make me any different?!”

Silence again. Then, he felt Chrom’s hands around his, lowering them from his head. He opened his eyes and looked up to see him sitting parallel from him, a soft smile on his face. “Their hands tried to take lives just to start a war.” His eyes moved to Ricken’s hands. “These hands, Ricken? These hands took lives to save others. That is how you are different.” He gave his hands a slight squeeze. “Do you see the difference? They took lives with malice in their hearts. You took them with love for your friends.” He released Ricken’s hands and helped him to his feet. “You all right now?”

“Yeah,” Ricken sniffled as he wiped his tears away. “Yeah, I’m okay.”

“Are you certain?”


Chrom smiled and ruffled the young boy’s hair. “If you need me, you know where to find me.”

He turned and took several steps-

“Chrom?” Hearing Ricken calling for him made him stop and face him. A smile was on his face. “Thank you. You don’t have to worry about me, okay?” He patted his chest. “I’m not going anywhere. I want to stay and help Ylisse in any way I can, so you can depend on me.”

Chrom gave him a nod, turned, and walked away.

It could have been his fatigue kicking in, but Ricken’s shoulders seemed broader than they were when he saw him back in Ylisse two days ago.
A Boy Meets a Man
Ricken is my precious cinnamon bun. I wanted to write something about him killing his first enemy, because I'd imagine that other than training, he hadn't fought a single day in his life. Also, with him idolizing Chrom, I felt like it would be better if Chrom would have been the one to give him words of encouragement. 
She walked beside him, her hands clutching the strap of her book bag. Her brow was furrowed in a serious pout, and she had not spoken since he picked her up from school early. A bruise was starting to form under her eye, and her tights had various holes in them; in those holes, skin with scratches and scuff marks could be seen. He could tell she was worried she was in trouble, but more so focused on something else. He looked ahead then glanced down at her.

“Hey, Kjelle? Look over there.” She looked up to see where he was pointing at, then followed the direction until she could see an alley. “Want to know what happened there?” She nodded. “That’s where your daddy got into his first fight.”

Her eyes relocated to him, wide in curiosity. “What for?”

“Some mean boys were saying bad things about your Auntie Emm,” he began in reply. He chuckled. “See, your daddy kind of has a bad temper. Before I could stop myself, I punched one of them, and the fighting began.”

“I bet you beat those meanies up, huh?” she excitedly asked.

“No, actually…” His eyes became distant. “I lost.”

Kjelle looked down at the ground. “…Just like me.” She sniffled. “Onila is a big meanie! She was saying that Lucy and I are really boys who like to dress as girls!” She clenched her fists. “I don’t care what she says about me, Daddy. I really don’t. But she shouldn’t be talking about Lucy that way!”

Chrom smiled to himself; he figured it had been something like that. “Are you upset because you lost?”

She nodded. “I should have won. I started the fight! I was so mad! But Onila is way bigger than me.” She then looked up at him, worry and tears in her eyes. “Are you mad at me, Daddy?” He shook his head. “Really? Why not?”

“How can I be when both your mother and I have done the same thing?” he answered. “It’s never a good thing to fight, but as long as it’s something you believe is worth fighting for, then that’s what matters.” He smiled warmly at her. “Sure, you may have lost, but that’s not what counts. You held your ground. That’s what matters.” She stared at him for a moment, then gave him the same warm smile back. “I’m sure Sully will be proud of you, too.”

They were nearing the castle now. Chrom felt a tiny hand reach around his index and middle fingers. He gave them a small squeeze, and heard a small giggle come from her. He felt warmth in his chest as he recalled himself as a boy during that first fight.

And when he looked at Kjelle, he saw himself in her.
Little Lessons
I love Chrom X Sully. It also bugs me people tend to forget that unless Chrom marries the village maiden, he does in fact have 2 children. Most focus just on his and Lucina's relationship. 
She stood near her mother, wanting so badly to go back with them instead of staying here. To the side, she saw her father in the process of being healed by Lissa, and it pained her to see him wounded. Yet, he kept a smile on his face… something she missed so.

“Severa,” her mother called to her. She turned, her long, white pigtails swaying with her movement, to see Cordelia closing the distance between them. She wore a relieved smile- one that Severa was not used to seeing.

“What do you want?” she nearly hissed, causing Cordelia to stop in her tracks.

“My, aren’t we hateful?” her mother bitterly smiled. “Perhaps it is from all the incessant fighting?”

“You wish,” Severa replied harshly. “No, I have a different problem with you.”

Cordelia put her hands on her hips, a minutely ill look about her. “Goodness. Everyone else is happy to see their parents. Why aren’t you?”

“Don’t give me that,” the white-haired girl muttered, her eyes casting to the ground in guilt. “I am happy to see you. I’m happy to see Daddy, too. It’s just…” She turned her head to look at her father, and for a moment just stared at him. “Tell me why.”

Cordelia leaned her head forward. “I’m sorry?”

“Daddy. He… he never stood a chance, you know?” she almost whispered, her eyes still on him. “When you married him, did you do it out of love, or out of necessity?” She then looked at her mother. “What did Chrom have that he didn’t?” This question hit Cordelia like she had run into a brick wall. The expression in her daughter’s eyes told her everything, and it pained her so. Before she could answer, Severa continued. “He loved you. He loved me.” She smiled, recalling memories locked deep. “He was a total weirdo, but he sure spoiled me to be the princess I am today.”

Cordelia let out a giggle. “I can certainly see that.”

Severa’s smile faded. “But you didn’t love him back. Or perhaps you did love him, but not the way you loved Chrom. Even though I was little, I knew that much.” She crossed her arms, visibly bitter. “So tell me. What does Chrom have that Daddy doesn’t?”

“Severa, honey…” Cordelia sighed. “There isn’t much there now. Trust me when I say this to you. I won’t lie- there are still some feelings, and when you have your first love, you will understand how hard it is to let those go. But I can tell you that Henry is precious to me.”

Severa raised an eyebrow. “You can’t tell me you’re different that my mother of this time. Gods, you even sigh like her and have that ‘I’m better than you’ attitude!”

“That’s where you’re wrong,” Cordelia rebutted. “I can be different, and I am different.” Severa coiled back. “You don’t believe me? What did I honestly do in this time to make you doubt me so?”

“You’re kidding, right?” Severa scoffed. “You chose Chrom over Daddy! Instead of going with Daddy to fight, you went with Chrom instead! And that…” She couldn’t finish. Cordelia’s lips barely parted as a gasp escaped her lips.

“That’s when he died…”

“Do you get it now?” Severa lashed, tears threatening to spill. “That’s why… that’s why I have to tell you… Please…” She sniffed and wiped a stray tear. “Mother… don’t…”

At her daughter’s visible struggle, Cordelia finally closed the distance between them and pulled her close. Severa wrapped her arms around her mother and sobbed quietly. “Severa, I can’t answer for the decisions I made in this time. But know that I would never make that sort of decision now. Ever.” Severa could tell by her mother’s tone that she meant every word she said, and she even looked up at her to see the truth. “I love Henry. I love him very, very much. We don’t spend much time apart.” Cordelia ran her fingers through her daughter’s hair in efforts to comfort her. “So believe me when I say that what happened in this time won’t happen in mine. I love him too much to do that to him.”

“And Chrom?”

Cordelia shook her head. “There are minor feelings, nothing more. It was hard at first, especially when he married my best friend. But Henry… he’s helping me one day at a time.”

“Good,” Severa breathed, closing her eyes. “I needed something good to happen. It’s been too long since I’ve been spoiled.” She then opened her eyes and pulled away from her mother. “If I ever see you again, I’d better hear news that you two got busy making me, you hear?”

Cordelia laughed, her heart finally picking up the shattered pieces.
What Does He Have that Daddy Doesn't?
I write A LOT of Fire Emblem Awakening stuff. This is part of my ongoing series called "A Day in the Life", which is drabbles pertaining to the characters and events. 

I've always wanted some sort of interaction like this with Severa and Cordelia, oddly enough my two most hated characters. Go figure. 
So, I mostly am on here to view others' artwork. I love to write, but I have realized that writing isn't really noticed much on here. If you would like to read my work, by all means, feel free to go to, look for smileplease91, and there you have it! I'd greatly appreciate it!

Keep on drawing/writing! I love to see it! ^_^
Remember the day we met, how reluctant I was to smile?
It’s perhaps the most vivid memory in this forgetful mind
How quaint that time ebbs and flows, forcing us to go along
Feet barely able to keep up in its relentless pacing- but we go on

Even if no one is left, I will be here waiting
No matter how much it hurts, I’ll be here waiting
Even if your hands are no longer here to hold me
Even if the fear is too overwhelming
I’ll be here waiting for the promise we made

Shadows linger in place of my memories
I can’t remember the familiar faces anymore
Remember the day we met? It’s the faintest in my mind
Was I smiling then?- It’s scary that I do not know
Let me find this fragment again so I can go on

Even if nothing is left, I will be here waiting
No matter how much it hurts, I’ll be here waiting
Even if your hands are no longer here to hold me
Even if the fear is too overwhelming
I’ll be here waiting for the promise we made

Even though I don’t want to be alone anymore
Even if I hear voices telling me to give up and move on
I don’t want to stay here, but I remember it was important

I’ll be here waiting for the promise we made
Even if it hurts, even if I cry out loud
Because in my heart, I can hear you telling me to hold on

There are so many memories that have faded away
But somehow, a light shines bright somewhere
Even if there is nothing left, let me close my eyes
So that in this darkness, there’s hope somewhere

I can hear the laughter of those I hold dear
I wonder if you can hear it, too?
Somewhere in this darkness, I think I can see you there
Even If
Just something I thought up. Poem/song thing.


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