Papa 🐉 holding his newborn son... Then he gets the bright idea to bring him to the courtyard so he could turn into a dragon. He thinks a dragon-to-dragon communication type of thing would help them get closer.
What he didn't really think about was how dramatically tiny his son is compared to him. The boy's practically the size of a worm to him, so he could only stick out a claw to touch him. The boy tumbles backward even when he tried so very hard to be gentle though. He feels guilty. So he tucks his ears down, plops to the ground, and silently watches as his son crawls around while trying to make sense of the new world outside his cramped egg.
Then the boy reaches him. He snuggles into his dad's snout and lets out a happy squeak.
You've been watching from a distance for a while now. You already feel warm inside just from watching practically nothing happening, but you feel a burst of amusement and happiness when you see the dragon-- the gigantic, terrifying, absolutely deadly dragon, furiously wagging his tail when the little wyrmling touches his true form for the first time.
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A story of romance, drama, and politics which neither Trevelyan nor Cullen wish to be in.
Canon divergent fic in which Josephine solves the matter of post-Wicked Hearts attention by inviting four noblewomen to compete for Cullen's affections. A small teaser for what's to come in the next chapter.
(Masterpost. Words: 265. Rating: all audiences. Note: this snippet is a WIP and may change before chapter release.)
CHAPTER 48 TEASER
The garden was devoid of life; save for the critters that thrived in such weather, and the occasional song of a rain-soaked bird who sought them. But through the downpour, Trevelyan could see another. On the other side of the garden, sheltered beneath the arcade, stood her Commander. Waiting; patient.
She offered a smile, and made her way—glad of the cover above. The rain trickled in rivers down the roof-tiles, and drained further into the garden beyond.
With the gift of their protection, she arrived quite intact. Cullen, however, had caught a little of the rain upon his mantle, and was attempting to pat it dry.
“Arcanist,” he said, “I’m sorry about the weather.”
“I hardly think that is your fault,” she told him. “Besides, I don’t mind.”
The rain fell like a waterfall, drawing a translucent curtain over them, creating an air of precious privacy. Its soothing sound provided accompaniment, in the pitter-patter of droplets against ivy leaf and the once-dry earth.
She did not mind at all. Indeed, she quite liked it.
“Good. Then, shall we?” Cullen gestured to the chess table, neatly prepared. Its armies stood to attention, hungering for battle. Trevelyan took her seat, and the command it bestowed.
Her mind passed over the pieces. Though she had had some opportunity to play against Giles and Erridge before their departure, she was certainly not to the level of her Circle days. And Cullen came to sit with such predictable confidence, that she wondered if she had been too hasty, in her provocation to play.
“Would you like me to begin?”
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Super Mario & Related Fandoms
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Bowser/Luigi
Characters: Luigi (Nintendo), Bowser (Nintendo), Lemmy Koopa, Ludwig von Koopa, Iggy Koopa, Koopalings (Super Mario)
Additional Tags: Forced Marriage, Accidental Marriage, minor elements of fake relationship, Misgendering, Card Games, Drinking, early in an enemies-to-friends-to-lovers fic
Series: Part 3 of Days
Summary:
Luigi learns how to play flame whist.
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With the bombardment of questions ceased, Kyo was finally able to stop dillydallying about.
Taking out her keycard, she tapped it against a censor, unlocking the door into the secure parts of the facility. "Light, my agenda, if you will," she said.
"Rotototo!" A Rotom Phone flew out of her pocket and floated alongside Kyo as they proceeded at a quick pace down the long hallway. "You have several items on your agenda, including a new item marked as urgent at the request of Major Sird. What shall I read first?"
"Major Sird," Kyo hummed the name as she glanced at Meowstic on her shoulder, "typical. Read the item. I'll determine if it's actually urgent or not."
"Understood, Zzt. New item: question trespasser to WHT RCKT Tohjo Base."
Kyo paused for a moment and quirked up an eyebrow. Interrogating trespassers wasn't terribly uncommon. They were rarely threats but stray hikers did sometimes wind up in the base on occasion and they needed to be assessed before they could be released. Still, it was odd that such an assignment was being given to Kyo. This normally was outside her purview. Kyo sighed and rolled her eyes. But, if it was directly from Major Sird, she couldn't exactly duck orders.
"Understood. Notify the guards that I'm on my way and I expect the trespasser to be in interrogation room one when I get there," she said.
"Zzt zzt! Roger!" Light chirped.
With the message on its way, Kyo resumed her quick pace through the secure hallways of the facility, marching towards the prison sector. The area was mostly just for show, the result of some combination of security and investment theater to convince both politicians and civilians alike that if Johto were to ever directly invade, the White Rockets would be ready for them. In reality, the prison cells were largely empty and rather underutilized. Kyo regarded it as a blessing, as empty cells meant another day without an active war.
Kyo nodded in acknowledgement as she made her way past some other soldiers milling about the prison sector before reaching her destination. "Is the suspect ready?" Kyo asked the guard standing at the door. He nodded in response. "Good, give me the details then."
"Trainer was found wandering around in the woods adjacent to the base and tried to flee when confronted. We searched her and took her ID. All the information about her is on this clipboard. However, she's already asked for a lawyer and refuses to speak until their arrival."
Kyo frowned and furrowed her eyebrows a bit. "Why am I questioning her further then? If she's asked for a lawyer, then we can't press her further."
The guard gave a weak shrug. "Major Sird's orders. He wants as much out of her as possible before a lawyer comes into play."
Kyo's frowned deepened. "Right..." she didn't like this. Something was off. Major Sird was known to be cryptic, but to skirt the rules like this was toeing the line in way Kyo was not exactly comfortable with. Especially considering, as the one doing the interrogation, Kyo herself would likely get the majority of the blowback if this became an issue.
"You gonna go in or should I report you so Major Sird can get someone else here to do it?" The guard's dry words snapped Kyo out of her thoughts.
"No," she said with a click of her tongue, "but speak to me like that again and we'll see which of us ends up reporting whom." Kyo snatched the clipboard of information on Meghan from the guard's hands and entered the bleak interrogation room.
The young woman on the other side of the room looked up quickly as Kyo entered. Disappointment and annoyance quickly settled on her face once she realized Kyo was not, in fact, the lawyer she had been hoping for. "I already told you, I'm not speaking to you without consulting my attorney first," she said curtly.
"Yes, yes, I've been informed. Unfortunately, I've also been ordered to interrogate you regardless," Kyo said bluntly. "So here's what we're going to do. I'm going to ask you these questions. You will not answer them, so as to not waive your right to silence. I will write down that you did not waive those rights. And you can continue to sit here until the whole lawyer situation gets sorted out. How's that sound?"
Meg scanned Kyo up and down her green eyes focusing on Meowstic for a moment before returning to Kyo's face. Kyo's directness had caught Meg somewhat off-guard, but if the other woman was to be believed, then she was just doing her job. And from the sounds of it, she didn't agree with this interrogation anymore than Meg did. "Fine. Get on with it then."
"Thank you," Kyo said as she took a seat. She tapped the clipboard a little as she began to read from it. "My name is Second Lieutenant Kyo Writer and this is my partner Meowstic. Pleasure to meet you... Meghan Startus, correct? Age 29, Kalosian citizen?" Kyo looked up. "That's a long ways from Kanto. What brings you here?" She paused for a moment, but was met with only silence. Kyo gave an approving nod. "Good. Moving on, you had a team of six Pokémon on you at the time of your arrest. Are they all registered to you?"
Meg started to open her mouth to respond but stopped when Kyo shook her head. She pressed her lips together in a hard line and once again remained silent.
"You don't appear to have any hiking gear on you," Kyo read from the clipboard, "rather underdressed for someone gallivanting in the forests around Tohjo Falls. What exactly were you doing out there?"
"Tohjo Falls?" Meg repeated with a tone of surprise.
Kyo paused and looked up, giving another quick shake of her head to indicate Meg should remain silent. "Yes, Tohjo Falls. Now, if you could answer the question-"
"But, I wasn't arrested near Tohjo Falls!" Meg interjected.
Kyo internally winced. Even if this wasn't necessarily incriminating, if she pressed much further it was entirely likely that Meg would say something of that nature without a lawyer present. She had to cut this short and stall until such time.
"You're obviously disoriented from the experience. It's natural. Perhaps we should put a pin in this discussion for now and-"
"N-No wait, please!" Meg said hastily, "you're sure we're in Kanto? That wasn't just an interrogation trick?"
"... yes." Kyo set down the clipboard and folded her hands together. "I haven't lied once since I stepped into this room."
Meg sat back in her chair. "Something's wrong... I'm... I'm not supposed to be here. I should be in Kalos. How did I...?"
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