Sanae: You know, I'm curious what would happen if I searched myself on google images. Fan: NO! DON'T! Sanae: Why not? I'm a good girl- *clicks search, sees results* *awkward stunned silence* Fan: yeaaa...."Good" girl.... Good girl.
We walk into the room. Filled with cranes. Real f*cking nice. As if this factory wasn't haunted enough. But there was something creepier amidst...
I saw a War Ender on the floor, dressed in the uniform that the CRUEL general was wearing. It was torn in pieces. It was like a horror movie.
"Alright," I said, knees shivering. "Let's get the f*ck out of here. I now you guys don't believe in horror stories, but this one is real. It just tore up a freaking War Ender. You guys might not be 'programmed' to fear, but I'm human and I am shitting myself. He's dead now. Job over."
I started to walk over to the exit, when all of a sudden...
SLAM!!!
The door shut on us... and I swore I saw a giant arm do it. There was absolutely no light. I turn on my flashlight and turn around to see a large hulking... abomination of an android, one crazed eye and one giant soul piercing red eye. It all made sense to me now. When they fused, they used this warehouse as a basis for a new suit and used the War Ender as scrap. Now he's an abomination of a robot, spikes on his largely disproportionate arms, staring into us... waiting to kill. Then, that's when I heard myself mutter.
Chrom: I feel so awkward around Robin. Ever since that bathing-tent run-in... *sigh* Whenever I end up alone with her, I'm just frozen in embarrassment. Argh, what should I do? I've never had this problem before. ...Ah, I know: a bath! Yes, perhaps a nice hot bath is just the thing for my nerves... I'll have a soak and then find Robin for a relaxed conversation, like always.
[Scene change]
Robin: Let's see... The lances and axes are kept around here somewhere... I'll just take a quick inventory and see if any needs repairs or replacing... Somewhere...around here... Ah, here---the arms storage tent, I presume? All right then, I'll just head in and--- AAAAAAGGGGGGHHH!
Chrom: Robin?! Where'd you come from?
Robin: KYAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Chrom: Blazes, what are YOU screaming for? If anyone should be screaming it's me, isn't it? You aren't supp---OUCH! OW! Stop it! Stop throwing things! Hey, that's sharp! Don't---YEOWCH!
Robin: ARGH! Have you NO shame?! Noble or not, you should AT LEASE wear a towel when you address a lady!
Chrom: B-but, you--OW!--you were the one who walked in on me!
[scene change]
Robin: ...I... I'm sorry, Chrom.
Chrom: Are we done throwing things?
Robin: I think. ...I don't know what happened. Something just snapped and...
Chrom: Well, no harm done. The gods' justice, perhaps, for my earlier blunder! Ha ha!
Robin: Well, anyway, thanks for being so good natured about it all. I feel terrible about that soap dish. How's your ear doing?
Chrom: Better. It still stings a little, but better. In any case, look on the bright side: we've seen each other naked now, right? So I guess we've got nothing left to hide. In a way, we're closer than ever.
Robin: Not the most appropriate way for a man and woman to get to know each other... But...I suppose as long as nobody else knows...
Chrom: Ha ha! It's like we're partners in crime sharing an unsavory past! Anything that brings us closer will make us stronger on the battlefield. Just you wait.
Robin: Partners in crime? Heh heh, I like the thought of that. Well, partner, your secret's safe with me...
And then Female Robin finds "the pictures"
*Robin: Stunned silence of disbelief*
Chrom: ...well...crud...seems the world knows. Robin: SHUT UP! *starts throwing things again*