Robron Fanfiction

“Paddy!  Help!”

Paddy Kirk jumped and dropped the tray of gauze he’d been holding as the last person he’d expect to see came charging into his vet surgery.

Robert Sugden, recently reunited with his Aaron, was holding his hand against his chest as though cradling something inside of his leather jacket.

“W-What do you want?”

Robert unzipped his jacket and for a terrible moment, Paddy thought he was going to pull out a gun.

Instead he pulled out a tiny ball of fur which fit completely in his large hand.

“You’re a vet aren’t you?” Robert said.  “Can you help him… her?”

Paddy snapped out of his fear and jumped into professional mode.  He took the tiny kitten from Robert.

“Her,” he confirmed, placing her on the exam table. “Where did you find her?”

“I was parked in a layby making a phone call,” Robert told him.  There was this plastic bag on the grass up ahead and it was moving.  Thought it was the wind at first but none of the leaves were bothered so I went to check.”

Paddy shook his head.  “Was she alone?”

“No.  There were three others.  Hard as rocks.  This little one though,” Robert stroked the top of her tiny head with one of his fingers. There was a patch of dark fur covering the top of her head to just below her eye line.  The rest of her fur was various shades of browns and oranges. “Stuck her head out and started gnawing at my finger right away.”

“Well she’s well hungry.  But you’ve kept her warm.  Was she in your coat the whole time?”

“Yeah.  Surprised I’m not all carved up with those little knives at the end of her feet.”

“Too weak for that at the moment.  Give her a few days.”

“So you can help her?”

Paddy put a stethoscope in his ears.  “Lungs are clear.  Heart’s strong…”  He took the device off.  “I think once we get some food and vitamins in her, she’ll be fine. In a few days.”

He was surprised at the look of relief on Robert’s face.

“Are you keeping her?”  Paddy asked.

Robert shrugged one shoulder.  “S’pose I could.”

“She’ll need a name.”

Robert smirked.  He stroked the top of her head

“Furryosa.”

Paddy furrowed his brow.

“From Mad Max?”

Robert raised an eyebrow.  It appeared that the two men finally had something in common.

“That’s Furiosa.  She’s Furryosa.  Aren’t you dear?”

The kitten looked up at Robert and gave a week little mew.

“See.  She likes it.”

“Well, she’ll need a few days here. Will Victoria be okay with a new housemate?”

“Like Vic could turn away a face like this.”

“She does have a habit of taking in strays.”

“Oi!”

“Right.  Shot time.”

“Paddy that needle is bigger than she is.”

“Look at you being the protective dad.  …Erm… Sorry.”

Robert didn’t respond, just crouched down to Furryosa’s eye line so that she could watch him and not the metal spike Paddy was loading.

It had been just over a month past when the truth had come out.  Robert wasn’t Sebastien’s father.  Nor was Ross. Rebecca had thought she was pregnant… Thought it was Ross’s, but wanted it to be Robert’s.  The trick being that Robert had apparently passed out before he could do the deed.  When Rebecca had gone to the hospital with abdominal pains, she’d been told that she was not pregnant, just some hormonal shifting of some kind.  But she still saw this as a chance to claim Robert.  So under the guise of leaving the country, she’d actually gone down to London and been artificially inseminated and tried passing the child off as Robert’s.  It was working until 4 month old Sebastian had developed a virus that needed blood and neither Rebecca nor Robert were a match.  Rebecca had left the village after that with Chrissie; Lachlan was still banged up for killing his grandfather and attempting to kill Robert. One might think Robert would be glad to be rid of the family, but Paddy had him around the village with Seb. Whatever else Paddy might think of him, it was obvious that Robert was a doting dad.  He’d had a haunted look about him since they’d gone.  

“How old is she?”  Robert asked.

“No more than a week.”  Paddy put the needle in and Furryosa gave out a little cry.

“Done,” Paddy said, taking the needle out.  “She’ll need feeding by bottle for the next while. I can do it or…”

“No, I can do it.”

Paddy set Robert up in a chair with the kitten wrapped in a towel and left him with a bottle of formula.

And if he secretly snapped a photo and sent it to Aaron…

Well… He could always claim he was just testing out his new phone.

End

don’t get me wrong anon, when the scenes aired i wanted to do a chas and smack the life out of him. 

I love this fandom, i really do, but i think a lot of people had one foot out the door when it came to robert, waiting for him to mess up enough that they have an excuse to hate him. and i understand it, i really do, but thats not me. 

I love robert, he’s been my favourite character for so long and that isn’t changing soon. He made a huge mistake, one that, whilst it took some nudging, he confessed to chas.

aaron hurt him, he said the one thing that robert dreaded to hear, that he was no use to him. i’m not trying to justify him cheating, it was a shit thing to do, but like he said to rebecca, he wanted to get back at him for it, and rebecca was the easiest way to do it.  

i saw an ask answered by @sapphicsugden and also one by @victoriasugden that i think sums up a lot. when was the last time you saw robert ‘thirty quid shower gel’ sugden look as rough as he did as last night? the last time he didn’t change out his clothes from the day before? because i think the only time i’ve ever seen it was ssw, when he was terrified he’d lost aaron, do you see a correlation there?

he regrets it, he hates himself for it and is disgusted with himself for what he did, he’s lost chas’ trust and now he feels like he has no home and is seconds away from losing his family for good.