Here, i was REALLY bored AND with a writer's block so here it is a story of my OTP: Gallant x Lancia.


The Agni Empire.

Since the beginning of Grand Gaia, it's imbued with the essence of the purest fire, making its climate warm all year round.

Many villages dotted the landscape of its lands, between its bigger cities, each one bursting with life.

It's in the heart of one of those villages that our story begins...

-Blacksmith's forge-

"Swing it harder! Harder!"

The orange haired boy swung the hammer in a wide arc. "Come on, grandpa! I bet this is enough. Teach me how to forge!"

"Come on! SWING IT HARDER! You'll never be a blacksmith if you don't learn how to swing a hammer!"

The boy swung it again, and his master nodded. "NOW you understand. Go, Gallant. I give you the rest of the day."

"Oh, good." he replied, going to his room. He jumped on the bed, trying to get some of his earned sleep, when suddently his brother shook him. "Gallant, Vargas is here. He wants to talk."

"Five more minutes, Vanberk..." he complained, but Vanberk flipped him off the bed. "Ok, ok... I'm going..."

Opening the door, he was greeted by another boy. "Hey, Gallant! I heard there's a nest of Goblins in the old mine. Wanna check it out?" He had similar orange-ish eyes, and wore a light armor with a cape. Across his shoulders was a small sword. Gallant huffed. "Vargas, i already told you, my grandpa says it's dangerous..."

"That mine was an old Agnium mine. If we free it up your family could use that for their weapons!" said Vargas. "Come on!"

Gallant thought a bit. "Ok. Let me get my hammer." Running in the workshop, he took it and rushed back to Vargas. "Let's go."

While walking, Vargas started to smile widely. "This will be the start of our legend, Gallant. I'll fight all the bad guys, and you'll make my super badass sword!"

"Definitely!" said Gallant. "How's going with your mother?"

"She's ok, but still very ill. Father is still missing though..." replied the swordsman, looking down. "I want to do something. This way i'll have the gold to cure my mom!"

"That looks like a worthy feat for a hero." joked Gallant. "Let's get that Agnium."

"KYAAAAAAAAAA!"

The two looked at each other, tilting their head. "Sounded like a girl for me." said Gallant.
"You bet. Let's go save her!" replied Vargas, charging at the source of the shriek.

The two boys saw a girl passed out on the ground, with some Goblins and a Hob Goblin looting her possessions. Vargas gripped his blade. "Time to execute another feat and be a hero! Take this filthy monsters!" Charging at the Goblins, he slashed swiftly upwards, killing two of them, and jumped back at Gallant's side. "Go, Gallant, your turn!"

"Heh!" he grunted, swinging his hammer at them. He knocked out three Goblins, and returned to Vargas' side. "Now, to take care of the big one!"

"Brave Burst: Flames of Torment." said a woman, slashing at the Hob Goblin and making it burst into flames. She pointed her blade at the two. "Are you in league with those monsters?" She had long, flowing chestnut hairs and fiery red eyes. Gallant gulped, and Vargas snarled. "Hey, that was MY target! I was supposed to be the hero!"

"Hero, puah." spat the woman, walking away. "You'd make good cannon fodder, boy."

"What did you just call me?" said angrily Vargas. Gallant, meanwhile, was over there, checking on the girl. She had short ruby red hairs and a chef's apron. "Hey. Wake up."

"Uhhhh... Where... Where am i?" she said.

"Good, you're all right." said the other woman. "Farewell."

"You're NOT getting away!" snarled Vargas, slashing at her. She parried with unhuman speed however, and sent him flying with a single strike. "Brave Burst: Flames of Torment."

"AAAAAAAAAARGH!" shouted Vargas, kneeling over. He was badly burned all over his body. "Stop... You... Still... Haven't... Beat... Me..."

"Brave Burst..." she chanted again, but Gallant stopped her. "You'll kill him. Forgive my friend, he's reckless and hot headed. I guarantee, he's not evil. Leave us at once."

"...Then, good bye." she said, walking groaned, using his sword as a support. "Graaaaaaahhh... I'm still... Not..." He collapsed.

"That woman... Who was she?" asked the girl. Gallant shook his head. "Dunno. I'm Gallant, this friend of mine is Vargas. Where were you going?"

"Ummm..." She looked away. "I'm exploring the world in search of flavors to add to my dishes. My name is Lancia, a vagrant chef. The best of them all! Thanks for saving me. What can i give you as thanks?"

Gallant gulped. Oh damn, she's so cute... "Well, don't worry. You're a chef, aren't you? Just a good meal will do." Taking Vargas on his shoulder, he helped Lancia to stand. "Come on. Can you walk?"

"Yes, but my frying pan is..." She looked in her bag. "Those Goblins ruined all my utensils... Ohhh, what can i do?"

"You fell in the right hands, Lancia." said Gallant. "I'm a blacksmith. I can forge legendary weapons! I'll help you."

The chef smiled cutely. "Eheheheh. I should cook you my specialty then. Do you have some Legtos meat?"

"Ehm... I only have Thunderbird in my house..." he said. "I hope it will be sufficient."

"It will. I have three specialties: Sliced Thunderbird, fried Legtos and roasted Orthos. You're lucky to have saved me, Gallant..." she replied, shyly peeking at him.

Arrived at his house, Gallant put his friend on the bed. "Rest up, my friend. I'll search for a Healer later."

"Who's this cutie, Gallant?" called Vanberk, making Lancia blush. "A-ah! I'm Lancia, a vagrant chef... Can you forge legendary weapons too?"

"Legendary weapons? Ha ha ha, Gallant! What did you tell her? This little rascal here likes to play the hero, but he can't even forge a dagger. Pay no heed to him, what can i do for you?"

"Fuck off, Vanberk." said Gallant, making him shrug. "Well. Call me when it's dinnertime."

"So you can't forge anything...? Then why did you say that?" asked Lancia severely. "I thought i could trust you, Gallant." She got up and walked to the door.

"Lancia, wait!" he called. "Vanberk is an asshole, i CAN forge simple weapons. Please, i'll repair your stuff and then you can go! Please?"

She thought a bit. "I'll give it a shot." She gave him her backpack. "I hope you can do something as simple..."

"I'll show you how it's done." said Gallant, taking her to the forge. He took a fork from her backpack. "Look at this for instance. I toss it in here..." said, putting it in the forge. "Hammer it for a bit..." continued, hammering it. "Hammer it one last time..." added, smashing the hammer against the fork. "And it's done!"

"You're a pro!" said Lancia, admiring his work. "Amazing! You weren't lying after all... I'm so ashamed of myself..." Tears started to well up in her eyes, and Gallant instantly went to wipe them. "Come on. Don't cry... You're cuter when you smile..."

"Gallant..." she said. "...Will you keep this a secret?"

"Shoot."

"I'm no renowned chef... My family was killed by bandits... The things in my backpack are all the things i own... I've learned how to survive by cooking for people... I'm sorry, Gallant... I'm a hypocrite and a liar..."

"But i'm sure you can still cook perfectly." he replied. "Come on, cheer up! You just found yourself a friend."

"...Thank you..." said Lancia, hugging him. "Thank you... I decided, i'll open a restaurant of mine, i'll use what i can do best to survive!"

"Give me a discount, will you?" he joked, hugging her back. "In return, i'll repair your weapons-Errrrr, utensils every time."

"You're weapon addicted, Gallant!" joked Vargas from the window. "I bet you'll end up forging a legendary weapon sooner than you think!"

"Don't jinx it." said Gallant. "I bet that i'll forge it for you..."

"You bet, old bean!" replied the swordsman. "But before... I'll find that woman and defeat her!"

"By the way, Lancia." said Vanberk, walking in the forge. "How are you going to call your restaurant?"

She thought for a while. "How about the Lan-Lan...?"


This is how all began... Stay tuned for updates. Sorry for my other story tho!

If you want to suggest your OTP (ONLY WITH UNITS, so no The Summoner or Karl, Seria and the like since this story is in the distant past of BF), do so! I'm waiting...