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“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Finn asked from a safe distance, curtesy of Robin actually rather than himself.

Robin had told him to stand back and be amazed, essentially. Which was intriguing enough that Finn obliged.. until Robin started swinging his arms back and forth like he was preparing to flip and Finn was suddenly less certain.

“I’ll be fine, cielo!” Robin assured across the snow. Maybe that would work as cushioning, but Finn was still not convinced. “I been practicing this you know!”

Finn did not know. Something that he was actually confident Robin made sure of. But Robin didn’t give him any more of a chance to butt in before he was already jumping.

His feet leave the ground, and to his credit—he does get about halfway.. before falling into the snow.

Finn’s rushing over before he even realizes, and initially he’s filled with sheer panic. Did Robin break something? Did Robin twist wrong? Is he gonna have to call an ambulance?

It fades, just slightly, when Robin lifts his head and softly grumbles. Not hurt beyond maybe his pride and a little bit from falling, but nothing major or actually worrisome. Finn deflates in relief almost immediately when there’s no blood or bones or anything.

Then smacks Robin upside the back of the head, which knocks some of the snow out of his hair. But not off his face, which is still packed.

Robin sputtered and looked up at Finn with this pitiful wet-eyed expression. Finn almost falls for it. Almost.

“You’re a fucking idiot.”

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