What up, peoplezez
I decided to make Blaze and his friends becoming the new guardians separate from the next story so I don't have to worry about doing it later, hence this one-shot
I do not own Spyro or the characters; I do own my O/Cs and the story
Enjoy
The day had finally arrived. After three months of torturous planning, the Wild Force was finally going to accept the Guardianship from their predecessors, with Spyro and Cynder becoming "viziers" for the group. Everyone from Warfang, Tall Plains, Munitions Forge, and Avalar was turning up for the event. Even Ignitus had come over from the White Isle, which apparently was important because the previous Guardians had to formally pass down the mantle. Everyone was excited about the event. Everyone, that is, except Blaze.
For most of the week leading up to the event, Blaze had been on somewhat of an automatic running pace, pranking people with more intensity and helping set up Warfang for the ceremony. All that changed two days ago when Ignitus, who had arrived the day before to the immense joy and happiness of Spyro and Cynder, had told the group that, because they were only half-dragon, they would have to get formal attire, something that didn't bode well with Blaze's flashy wardrobe. Now that the day had finally arrived, Blaze was feeling much worse.
"Okay, elephant in the room," Blaze said as Hunter was helping him get his tux, black with a bright orange vest, on for the big event. "I feel so uncomfortable, dude".
"Don't worry," Hunter said. "You've handle events like the Inauguration ceremony several times before".
"Not that," Blaze snapped. "The tux. I think this is the first time I've even worn a tux in at least twelve years. And quite honestly, it's humiliating just to be in one".
"Blaze, I know this whole tuxedo thing isn't your thing, but just grin and try to bear it," Hunter said. "It's only going to be for a couple of hours".
Blaze sighed as he placed the coup links on the sleeves before putting the jacket on. A knock on the door came as he finished getting everything on.
"Come in," Blaze said.
The door opened and Rumble came in wearing a white tux with a brown vest.
"The Inauguration starts in thirty minutes," he said.
Blaze wasn't even paying attention. He was too busy staring at his friend's tux.
"I give it an hour and a half and you're gonna be dirt bag filthy, Rumble," Blaze laughed.
Rumble just gave a small chuckle and led him to the others while Hunter headed for the center square. Jolt, who had obviously just come out of another failed to get Glacis to break up with Blaze, was wearing a banana yellow tux with a white bow tie.
"Hey Jolt," Blaze said. "Where's Glacis?"
"Right here hon." she said as she rounded the corner, followed by Spyro and Cynder
Blaze's jaw literally dropped when he saw Glacis. She was wearing a dress that was a kind of periwinkle blue. Her hair, normally curvy, seemed straighter, though it just look that way from the frost-like stuff in her hair. She seemed to be walking a little funny, possibly from the lack of twenty pound books she was usually carrying.
"You ok, dude," Jolt asked.
"Uh… yeah, yeah." Blaze said, coming out of his little trance.
The four of them the square once they finished getting ready. Ignitus and the other Guardians were already there. They got into their positions and waited for the ceremony to start.
"We are here today to celebrate the momentous occasion of the Inauguration of the Guardians," A mole called out to the audience.
The response was a roar of applause from the audience. The group stepped forward as the crowd settled down. Volteer was the first to step forward.
"Tyler Jones, codenamed Jolt, from this day forward you will be the guardian of electricity," Volteer announced.
Jolt bowed and stepped back as Terrador came forward.
"Angel Rodriguez, codenamed Rumble, you will henceforth be known as the guardian of earth," Terrador announced.
Rumble bowed as well as Terrador stepped back, giving room for Cyril.
"Taylor Johnson, codenamed Glacis, by tradition you are officially the guardian of ice," Cyril announced.
Glacis bowed also, leaving Blaze the only one left as Ignitus came forward.
"Casey Thompson, codenamed Blaze, you are hereby the guardian of fire and the new leader of the guardians," Ignitus announced.
The crowd cheered as Blaze gave a short bow. Everyone then made down way to the dining hall for the meal. The new guardians sat with the old ones, Spyro, and Cynder.
"What's wrong with Blaze?" Ignitus asked Rumble, noticing that Blaze was playing around with his salad, a bummed expression on his face.
"He's not exactly thrilled with the whole tux thing, dude," Rumble explained.
"Blaze, can't you at least pretend that you have a good mood tonight?" Ignitus asked.
"The only thing that's gonna put me in a mood is if I invite my brother." Blaze said, getting up from the table.
He then left the dining hall and returned several minutes later with a cardboard cutout of his 23 year old brother, setting it right next to Ignitus.
"Cheers to my bro," Blaze said.
Their dinner arrived minutes later. There wasn't really much to eat between them.
"Yo, this food is barely cooked, guys!" Blaze said, hoisting a slightly frozen chicken at the end of his fork.
"Well, your suit is barely appropriate." Jolt said, giving him a wink.
Blaze, taking the cue to take some sort of normalcy out of the event, grabbed a handful of peas and threw them straight at him.
"Hey, I thought we agreed there was going to be no trouble, Blaze," Ignitus said.
"Boy that is an ugly suit, Blaze," Rumble laughed.
Blaze grabbed the mashed potatoes and shoved them into Rumble's face. The crowd, taking what was going on as some sort of human custom, began throwing whatever food was within reach and started throwing it at each other. Within minutes, the whole dining hall was a mess.
"How did this happen, you guys?" Ignitus moaned. "All we wanted was a calm inauguration and no food fights".
"It always ends up in a food fight," Terrador said.
"I know," Cyril said. "The things they do to everybody else are worse than what they do to us".
"Well, at least we got to enjoy a nice meal for thirty minutes," Volteer said hopefully.
Well, this was certainly funny
R&R plz
NITRO PSYCHO OUT!
