Title: Have you met Barney? (1/1)
Author:
roland44 Summary: Ted decides to intervene, wingman-style.
Response to
ryuno 's prompt in
barneyrobin drabble-a-thon "Ted is trying to help Barney with Robin, so he does the "Haaaaave you met Barney?" on her. What happens?"
Rating: G/U
Fandom: HIMYM
Characters/Pairings: Barney/Robin
Spoilers: Season 4 ep 13 I guess.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, honest
Note: Warning, spontaneous, streamy fluff ahead. If you comment, I will worship you forever =)
Ted: *taps shoulder* Haaaaaaaaaaave you met Barney?
Robin: Huh? Ted, of course I've -
*Ted's gone - heading toward a lone brunette at the other end of the bar*
Barney: Uh, hey Robin. I'm Barney. Stinson. I guess I'll be your date this evening. *smiles charmingly*
R: Wait, YOU'RE the really good friend Ted wanted to set me up with?
B: *shrugs*
R: *jaw drops*
B: Yeah, nice shirt, right? I picked it up just last week. Prada...made from nothing less than the finest Italian silk, of course.
R: *snapping* It's not about the shirt, Barney! What's going on? Why's Ted wingman-ing you...to me...with me.. whatever!
B: Well... because...he kinda caught me staring at you from across the room last week, so he thought he should introduce me to you...properly, you know?
R: *raises eyebrow* Last week? What kind of a wingman is Ted anyway?
B: Not as awesome as you are a wingwoman, obviously...
R: *rolls eyes* God, Barney, enough with the jokes and tricks. I can't believe this, is it the first of April already? Because it feels like I'm being made the butt of every joke in the universe. I even shaved my legs because Ted said he was setting me up with a total hottie...
B: Word! *winks*
R: - and hello, these heels are literally KILLING me!
B: Say no more Scherbatsky.. *puts one arm around her waist and another under her knees and lifts her off the barstool effortlessly, carrying her towards the door*
R: Hey! Put me down Barney! I mean it, right now! *wiggles*
B: *pauses at doorway* No, you don't really mean it Robin.
*He leans in and kisses her before she can think of a reply*
R: ....
B: So...shall we?
R: Mmm?
B: *whispers in her ear*
R: *giggles*
B: ...
R: Felafel..