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Hi! *waves* And fic.

Okay, so, hi! *waves* I haven't posted in a little over a year, and even then it wasn't much to write home about. I haven't written much of anything since I started med school, really. And on top of that, I've gotten myself a boyfriend who's now my fiancé and we're getting married in the summer, so there's been a lot of that too. Keeping busy.

However, I have been trying to get back into writing, because I really miss it. I've been writing 50 000 words on an original fairytale in Swedish that won't be posted here, but I'm enjoying writing it. Yesterday I started looking through some of my old fics and I came across the Changed verse. I figured that that verse was created to begin with for me to have fun in and just write snippets when inspiration struck - and it did. So I took a break from my Swedish fairytale and wrote a few snippets. I'm sure no one actually remembers me and more importantly don't remember my fics, but never mind that. I'm posting them and if someone reads them, then yay, and if not, well then - I had fun writing them.

It's all How I Met Your Mother, because that's what I wrote the most in that verse before I started med school and it seemed easy enough to keep going in that vein. I would like to write some more NCIS as well. Still watching both shows, although neither is as good anymore.

Good God, I haven't posted a fic in two and a half years. Huh. Let's see if I still remember how to. Ugh, I'm actually nervous about posting. Oh well, let's just get it over with. Take them for what they are - nervous writings from a person who hasn't written anything but med school stuff in two and a half years.

Remember, these are in the Changed verse. In short, the Change comes over the world and most people get some kind of supernatural ability or turn into something else (centaurs, mermaids, etc).

Title: Learning to Fly
Author: bananacosmic

Fandom: How I met your mother
Word count: 2 000
Characters: Ted, Barney
Pairings: Gen

Warnings: None
Spoilers: None

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations from the TV-series "How I met your mother", created and owned by Carter Bays and Craig Thomas. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Summary: Barney is forced to fly.

Learning to Fly

The first time Barney flies, it’s thanks to Ted.

It all starts with a harmless Friday night. For once, it Ted is the one convincing Barney that they needed a night out, rather than the other way around.

“Come on, dude,” says Ted. “Ever since you grew those things on your back, you’ve been hiding out in your apartment.”

Barney doesn’t feel like explaining to Ted that hiding out in his apartment is really all that he is up for. Growing two huge new body parts hasn’t been a walk in the park and he is still underweight from the experience of it. He’s been lucky his friends were around to help him, or he would’ve died from the Change just like the others. There have been so many deaths – people are still dying. The Change hadn’t just come in a single day, it is still going on. There are those who claim it will go on for months, maybe even years.

“Are there still hot chicks out?” he asks, trying to sound like his old self.

Ted looks a little unhappy. “I have to say, the population of hot girls has been decimated – you wouldn’t believe how many of them turned into mermaids or centaurs. I’m sure there are guys who’re into that kind of stuff, but I’m just not going there.”

Barney cocks his head to the side. While boob-town will no doubt still be fantastic on a mermaid, he isn’t sure what he’d do with the bottom half of her. Talking about the Mermaid Theory just isn’t the same these days. And trying to do anything with a centaur? He winces at the thought.

“But it’s not that bad, there’s still a bunch unaffected by the Change,” Ted says, shrugging. “So, you in?”

Barney thinks about it. He wonders if the wings will be a hindrance or a good thing, and then he decides that if he can get a girl in bed wearing old guy makeup, then he’ll be able to get in bed with a pair of huge, awesome wings, whether or not he thinks them awesome himself.

He smiles a wicked smile, feeling a little like before. “It’s gonna be legend-wait-for-it-dary.”

It is legend-wait-for-it-dary. As it turns out, chicks aren’t the least bit repulsed by the wings. No, no, they are all over them. They fawn over them, pet them, giggle like mad when he spreads them out and fills up almost the entire bar in MacLaren’s. He doesn’t know what it is about them, but there are girls draped across his lap without him even having to come up with a single lie about who he is.

Ted is sitting next to him, looking a little bored and Barney promptly ignores the little pang of bad conscience. After all, he has three beautiful ladies all but fighting over him. If he’s lucky, he can take them all home.

“Do you fly a lot?” asks one of the girls, batting her long lashes at him.

Barney lies immediately. “All the time. I fly everywhere these days. It’s just that much nicer, you know?”

“Oh, can you take me flying?” asks one girl with long blonde hair and boobs pushed up to her chin.

“Oh, me too! I’ve always wanted to go flying!” the second one says – brown hair, legs up to here – and flaps her arms as though that’s going to do anything.

Suddenly, Ted speaks up. “Yeah, Barney, you should take them flying.”

Maybe Barney shouldn’t have ignored Barney. Ted gets all sulky when he doesn’t get any attention and now he’s going to ruin Barney’s chances of getting laid just because he can. There’s a little glint in Ted’s eyes.

Barney swallows. “Maybe I will. Outside, ladies?”

“No, no, we should go up on the roof,” Ted says. “Start a little higher up, I’m sure these lovely ladies will want that.”

Barney’s eyes widen. He really doesn’t want to go up on the roof to try to fly. He hasn’t ever tried flying with these brand new wings – he doesn’t even know if they work. What if they don’t? Barney will jump off a roof and expect to fly and he’ll be crushed to death on the pavement below.

“We can just go up on the street—” he starts, but the blonde interrupts.

“You guys have a roof?” she says. “I wanna go on the roof!” Barney, heart suddenly pounding, suddenly thinks she sounds like a three-year-old and all of the hotness runs off her. He doesn’t want to die because a three-year-old with great boobs wants to go on a roof!

But Ted smirks. “Follow me.”

He all but drags Barney along. The girls are giggling and tripping all over themselves in an attempt to be close to Barney and his wings, and it would be nice if they were just going up to the apartment to have sex – maybe even a foursome, that would be kind of cool – but they’re not. They’re going up to see Barney fly and Barney doesn’t know how to.

Getting out through the window and up the fire escape turns out to be trickier now that he has the wings – they’re huge and in the way and his balance is off – but after a few attempts, he’s able to climb onto the roof. He wishes he hadn’t succeeded getting out through the window.

Ted stands at the edge. “Come on Barney, don’t be shy!”

Barney wants to shout at him, wants to tell him that this is insane, he’s sorry that he didn’t give Ted so much of the attention he craves but he doesn’t really deserve to die because of it. But the words can’t get over his numb lips. His mouth is dry as the desert and he has no idea how to form words anymore.

“Why don’t you show them how you fly first,” Ted suggests. Barney should’ve figured – of course Ted doesn’t want either of the girls to die. It’s probably all part of Ted’s diabolical plan – when Barney’s dead, Ted can comfort the girls and he’ll be having a threesome while Barney lies with a crushed skull on the ground below.

He feels sick.

“I think you should probably fold out your wings first,” Ted says. “Then maybe flap them a few times?”

Barney gets up on the ledge. He’s not sure how he manages because his feet feel like they’re made of lead, but all of a sudden he’s standing there, looking down at the street far below. He’ll crash just outside MacLaren’s. He’s shaking so badly, his heart hammering away with fear.

And then a word escapes him, an anguished cry. “No!”

The girls stop giggling behind him. Ted stares at him. “No?”

“I can’t,” Barney says, mouth so dry the words barely make it out. “I don’t know how to. I’ll die. Ted, I don’t want to die. Please don’t make me.”

Ted sighs. “Girls, you should probably go.”

“But we—”

Ted glares at them and they give him a look that speaks volumes – Ted certainly won’t be having a threesome with those two in this lifetime. They climb down the ladder and out of sight.
“Thank you,” Barney says quietly and he’s never meant the words more.

“Dude, you’ve got wings,” Ted says, sounding hard. “What’s the problem? They’re made for flying.”

Barney shuts up, hurt by Ted’s words for some reason. He should be able to fly, but he can’t seem to make himself try. What happens if he gets up into the air and then the wings stop working for some reason? What if they can’t hold him and he falls to his death?

“I—” He’s never been good at admitting his fears.

They stand in silence, Barney still on the ledge and Ted a few feet away on the roof. Then suddenly, there’s a hard glint in Ted’s eyes. “Think fast.”

And he runs towards the edge of the roof, takes a big climb onto the ledge, and throws himself out in the open air. Barney’s world slows down. He sees Ted hanging in mid-air and slowly starting to fall towards the street below. There are no people below, the street empty in the middle of the night.

Barney turns and hurls himself after Ted. He doesn’t let Ted go with his eyes for a second. He isn’t far behind Ted, his instinct of going after Ted kicking in before there was a conscious thought. He doesn’t know how he does it, all he knows is that he needs to get a hold of Ted before they both crash into the ground below, and he presses himself to reach out and grab Ted. As soon as he’s got a hand wrapped around Ted’s arm, he unfolds his wings and hopes that there is still enough time so that they don’t get crushed.

Ted’s feet brush the concrete as Barney pulls them both upwards and then they’re off again, flying above the ground. All Barney can think is to get them both back on the roof. He’ll reflect later that landing on the street would have worked just fine, but in that moment, all he wants is to get back to the roof.

They land, both panting, Ted stumbling to his knees and landing on his side. One hand is cradling his shoulder, on the side where Barney grabbed his arm.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Barney screams, all of his fear and shock pouring out of him. “Do you want to die?!”

“You flew,” Ted breathes, sounding in pain and in awe at once.

“You threw yourself off the roof!” Barney continues, and there are tears in his eyes. He brushes at them angrily. “Are you insane?”

“I had to get you to realize that you can fly,” Ted says. He gets up off the ground gingerly, careful not to use the shoulder that has quite possibly been dislocated. “And you can.”

“I—” Barney stops. He can feel himself crumbling. “There is no ability in the world that is so important that you need to throw yourself off a roof for it.” His voice cracks at the end. “What if I hadn’t…”

“I knew you would,” Ted says. There is such certainty in his voice. “And you did.”

Barney wants to say more, wants to rave and rant at Ted for doing what he just did, for being so stupid, for risking his life, but then Ted suddenly hugs him, warm and near and still alive and all the words just disappear. He tries not to hulk as he cries, tries to hold back, but it’s completely impossible. The past months, going through the Change and seeing people die all over the world – he’s tried to stay aloof, tried to push it away, but now with Ted risking his life to make him realize that his wings work, it’s like pulling the stopper out of a bottle. Everything comes pouring out.

After a while, a sense of calm starts spreading within. He finally pulls back and stands there looking at Ted, who’s disheveled with bruises on his knees and feet and a shoulder that, yes, it’s dislocated.

“You’re insane,” he says. “You should probably go to the hospital now.”

Ted gives him a pained smile. “Probably.”

They don’t tell the others how Barney learned to fly. Not exactly what happened anyway – Barney sometimes mutters about the idiot who needed to be rescued and forced Barney to fly, but they never specify it. The others don’t ask, although they have a bunch of questions about how Ted managed to dislocate his shoulder, bruise his knees and hurt his feet during a night at MacLaren’s. Ted just shrugs his good shoulder and looks a little at Barney. It’s their secret. Or at least, that’s what Barney thinks.

Lily takes Ted aside. “Thanks. I was necessary. I don’t know how long it will be before—I don’t even know if it’s something that will really happen, or what, but if it is, he really needed to know how to fly. For Robin’s sake.”

Ted nods. He doesn’t say it, but he thinks: anything for Robin.

Title: Sleep
Author: bananacosmic

Fandom: How I met your mother
Word count: 900
Characters: Robin, Barney
Pairings: Barney/Robin

Warnings: None
Spoilers: None

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations from the TV-series "How I met your mother", created and owned by Carter Bays and Craig Thomas. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Summary: Robin thinks about Barney’s wings.


When they sleep, Barney spreads out his wings. He sleeps on his stomach these days – she’s pretty sure he didn’t before – because there’s no way he can be comfortable on his back. Being on his back means being on his wings these days. It limits the sex a little, but flying sex totally makes up for it.

She does her best to not let the envy get the best of her. It works, most of the time, but the occasional too-sharp comment slips through. It’s usually not the big stuff that gets her. No, it’s when Lily calmly moves out of the way a second before someone spills a beer all over her. Or when Marshall turns into his dog form just to be able to really appreciate the delicious smell of freshly baked cookies.

Or when Barney with a beat of his wings is a couple of feet up in the air, just because she asked how far away the next coffee shop was and it’s too crowded to see anywhere.

He gives her that knowing look, the one that tells her he knows exactly what she’s thinking. He never offers to take her with him when she’s like that, because he knows she’d probably bite his head off, but he lands and tries not to flaunt his ability. Then, a couple of days later, he literally sweeps her off her feet.

When he sleeps, he looks serene. His face is more lined now than it was when they were younger, but he’s still handsome. The angles of his face soften as he dreams. He spreads his wings out and there isn’t a bed in the world that is big enough for him to do that without some of them covering Robin. The first time she’d woken up beneath his wings, she’d dreamt of being surrounded by birds. The downy feathers, so soft that she couldn’t compare it to anything else she’d ever touched, had tickled her slightly. She’d frowned and pushed the wing away, towards him. He could tuck them in if he wanted, but it seemed to require more conscious effort than leaving them spread out. She’d had half a mind to wake him up and tell him to keep his body parts to himself.

But then she hadn’t. If she’d woken up with his arm around her, she wouldn’t wake him up to make him remove it. She’d like his arm around her. Why was a wing any different? It was a part of him.

She had realized, later, during some for her unusual introspective time, that she didn’t want to recognize the wings as a part of him. She didn’t want to recognize them at all. And though she accepted them more and more, there was still a part of her that rebelled against the very idea of the wings.

Because the world had gone insane and she wasn’t a part of it. She still isn’t.

Barney has wings, Lily can see the future, and Marshall can turn himself into a dog. Ted can walk through walls.

And she sits there, all human and all normal. Well, the old kind of normal, anyway. These days, she’s the outcast – unable to light a fire with her mind or become invisible at the blink of an eye. She reports the news about Changed people doing amazing feats and she smiles politely when interviewing the latest super-enhanced Mother Teresa-figure who’s done something-or-other great for the world. But she’s not a part of it.

She hates her own humanity sometimes. Sometimes more than sometimes. She wants her own ability, her own special thing. As it is, she’s just ordinary. His flaunts his wings – not on purpose, but they’re huge and white and stuck to his shoulders in a way that makes it impossible for him to wear regular suit jackets anymore, so it’s really hard for him not to.

And yet she’s not sure when she started loving those wings. Because she does. Not because of their beauty, or their softness, or even what they can do; it’s not because Barney can lift her into the air with them and show her the world from a whole new perspective.

No, it’s because they’re Barney. They’re a part of him, just like his hands with the gentle fingers. Just like those blue eyes that can twinkle with joy or crackle with fury. Just like every other inch of him, every inch that she knows so well. It’s all Barney.

And she loves Barney, even though she tried really hard not to. He’s not always easy to love, because he’s played his role for so many years that it’s hard for him to break the pattern, but she does. She loves him a little more every day. And she loves him in spite of the Change, in spite of feeling like an outsider.

These days when they sleep side by side, him on his stomach with his wings spread out, covering her, she secretly enjoys it. After being such a pain, after wishing his wings away so many times –often enough to his face – she can’t tell him that she likes it. But she does. She feels safe, cocooned in the white fluffy feathers. He curls the wing around her sometimes and she feels protected. Loved. He’ll keep her safe. She belongs to him.

For some reason, that doesn’t frighten her the way it did a few years ago.

Title: Soaked
Author: bananacosmic

Fandom: How I met your mother
Word count: 1 500
Characters: Ted, Lily, Robin, Marshall, Barney
Pairings: None

Warnings: None
Spoilers: None

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations from the TV-series "How I met your mother", created and owned by Carter Bays and Craig Thomas. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Summary: It's Ted's turn to Change.


The door opened and Ted came in.

“Ted!” said Lily, standing up. “What happened?”

She had been sitting with Robin and Marshall on the couch, watching a movie. Except now none of them were watching anymore; Ted’s appearance was much more interesting. He was soaked from top to toe, his normally bouncy hair plastered to his forehead and his tweed suit jacket pretty much ruined.

They all glanced out the window, but no, the sunny weather and blue skies had not been exchanged for dark clouds and heavy rain.

Ted peeled off the jacket and dropped it on the floor, where it landed with a sloppy, wet sound.

“One of my students Changed,” he said. The shirt beneath the jacket was just as soaked. “Apparently, she can control weather.” He paused. “Or not.”

“What do you mean?” Robin asked, a bit of a giggle to her voice.

“I called on her to answer a question.” Ted’s tone was even, with a strong hint of ‘why-the-hell-did-I-have-to-do-that’ to it. “She, apparently, got nervous.” He took off his shoes and as he turned them upside down, a cascade of water poured out. “She made it rain. Inside. She made it rain in the classroom.”

The others laughed at that and Ted glared at them. “It wasn’t funny! It was a friggin’ tropical storm inside my classroom. I thought I was going to drown.”

Lily was still laughing when she said, “You look like you did.”

“Gee, thanks,” Ted said. “I’m going to take a shower.”

“You sure more water is what you need right now?” Robin asked, still giggling.

Ted crossed the living room to go to the bathroom and had managed almost all the way when his slippery wet socks suddenly lost their grip on the wooden floor. One leg went this way, the other that way – and Ted was falling, crashing, towards the bathroom door. The others watched with the fascination one can only have when something is happening and there’s no way to stop it.

Lily expected there to be a huge crash and maybe some blood.

No sound came; no crash and no curses or cries.

She realized she’d squeezed her eyes shut – and when she opened, she found she could only see the lower half of Ted.

“Ted!” she said, scrambling over to him with Marshall and Robin close behind.

Ted groaned.

“What the—”

Lily, Robin and Marshall all stopped dead in their tracks. They really could only see the lower half of Ted; the rest of him had disappeared into the wall.

With a shaking hand and only the vague memories of a vision keeping her heart from beating out of her chest, Lily opened the door.

She found Ted – or at least Ted’s upper body.



“That is awesome.” The last one was Marshall’s. A wide smile spread across his face. “Dude, you’ve got a walking-through-walls type of power.”

Ted rubbed his head. “What? What are you—holy crap!”

He sat up abruptly and his head went through the wall and came out the other side. Apparently, his ability to pass through things extended not only to walls, but also to his clothes. As he sat up, he left his shirt behind.

“That was weird.”

“I’ll say,” Robin said. “Can you at least keep your pants on?”

“It’s not like you haven’t seen it all before,” Marshall said with a roll of his eyes.

Lily ignored them. “Honey, are you okay?” She reached out to put a hand on Ted’s shoulder – but found it going straight through him. “Okay, that’s just freaky.”

Ted stared at arm, half-sunk into his skin. “I can’t feel your hand.”

“You probably shouldn’t be sitting with a wall splitting you and Lily’s hand through your shoulder,” Marshall said. “The Change is always fickle at the beginning – you might become completely solid all of a sudden and then you’ll have a wall through your middle. Not the best idea.”

Ted scrambled away from the wall and Lily, sitting on the floor close to the TV.

“And now he’s naked,” Robin said, scrunching up her nose just a little.

“You’ve slept with him how many times?” Lily snapped at her. “He’s got bigger problems than nakedness right now.”

Ted looked a little scared, which was very unusual for him. Really, Lily couldn’t remember the last time Ted had looked scared. He was a positive guy who hadn’t suffered much bad things in life; fear wasn’t something he had to deal with often.

“You should be sinking through the floor too, shouldn’t you?” Robin asked. “I mean, if you’re going through walls and people, why not the floor?”

“I’m trying my very best not to,” said Ted and held out his hand to show that his fingers did indeed sink through the floor.

“Can we do anything to help?” Lily asked.

Ted shook his head. He closed his eyes, looking concentrated. Lily could only assume that he was trying to become solid again – or at the very least, not sink.

She’d only seen enough to know that Ted was alive in the future, so whatever happened, he wouldn’t die from this. It didn’t do much to reassure her, because ‘not dead’ and ‘perfectly all right’ weren’t at all the same and her visions had been annoyingly vague on the subject.

“I feel useless,” Robin muttered.

Lily suspected that her statement hadn’t only to do with the current situation. Now three of them had Changed – and they had pretty cool powers, too, if she got to say so herself – and only Robin and Marshall remained.

Ted was ignoring them, sitting with his legs drawn up to his chest, eyes closed, and he was bobbing a bit up and down through the floor.

Lily stood up. “I’m going to make some cookies.” Cookies and milk, they’d need that once this ordeal was over. She’d call Barney too, ask him if he wanted to come over. They needed to be together in these crazy times; they needed to have each other.

She busied herself in the kitchen while Marshall stayed in the living room to keep an eye on Ted. Robin walked back and forth between Lily and Marshall, looking like she didn’t want to be in the apartment at all.

“We’re out of milk,” Lily said. “Would you mind getting some?”

Robin looked almost too relieved at the chance of leaving. “Sure.”


Robin grabbed her jacket and was out the door in less than ten seconds. Lily shook her head, a little smile on her lips, and grabbed the milk out of the refrigerator. She should probably pour it out, just to make sure Robin didn’t realize Lily’s lie. Then again, Lily wasn’t sure Robin would mind even if she knew.

The apartment smelled deliciously of cookies by the time Ted’s eyes suddenly snapped open.

“I’m solid again.”

“Dude, how do you know?” Marshall asked.

Ted frowned and placed a hand on the floor. “I just—know.” His fingers didn’t sink through. “It’s like a shift in molecules or something. It feels different.”

Lily smiled, coming into the living room with a tray of cookies. “I for one will be very happy if you learn to handle it quickly.”

Ted flashed a smile. “Hey, where’d Robin go?”

“I sent her out to buy some milk,” Lily shrugged. “Ted, honey, I love you dearly, but you should probably put some clothes on.”

Ted turned red and grabbed one of the pillows from the couch. “Sorry.”

He backed into the bathroom and closed the door. Lily chuckled and set the plate of cookies down on the table in front of Marshall.

“I’ll grab him some dry clothes,” she said. “Try to leave some for us, will you?”

“I’ll try.” Marshall gave her an angelic look. She bent down and gave him a kiss.

Robin came back a while later and Ted emerged after a shower in the fresh change of clothes Lily had picked out. They all sat down on the couch, Robin pouring freshly bought milk for all of them.

“Delicious as always,” Ted said, licking his fingers after downing his first three cookies in no time.

Lily smiled. “Thanks. You know, there’s some beautiful irony in your Change.”

“What do you mean?” Ted asked.

Lily grinned around her cookie. “An architect who walks through walls? That’s irony on a serious level.”

But they all had to be thankful – one more of their gang had Changed and Ted’s new power wouldn’t be a problem. They’d still be the five of them. Lily glanced at Marshall, wondering when his Change would occur. She had seen it already and it made her smile. It wouldn’t stop them from being together.

As long as they were together, her and Marshall and Barney, Ted and Robin, they’d be fine.

So, that's that. Enjoy. Hopefully you'll see me again sooner than in two years.
Tags: fandom: himym, fanfic, me me methings, verse: the changed verse

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