A HAPPY TALE OF SYMPHONIA CHAPTER.1 Planting our seed
"What!? You mean you'd rather travel with that jerk over me!?" Marta's hands were on her hips as she bellowed at the poor blond.
"I-It's not like that, I mean...i-i'm sorry!" Emil bowed his head.
"Emil! Don't apologize, you didn't do anything wrong" Richter's arms crossed to his chest as he scoffed, turning to Emil.
"Ah, R-Richter-san. I just thought that-"
"Don't tell Emil what to do you big jerk!" Marta argued.
"I don't plan on arguing with such a spoiled child like yourself. Emil, I'm leaving" Richter stated quite rudely, turning around and walking away after rising his glasses with a push of his finger. Witch Emil always thought looked super cool and smart when he did.
"Richter-san, w-wait!" Emil reached out but was grabbed by the arm with force from Marta.
"Emil, don't go with that guy, he'll get you hurt for sure!" Even though Marta was being quite unreasonable and stubborn, she really was worried about the boy.
"B-But...I" Emil's stomach started to turn as Richter was slowly getting further and further away.
"No, I won't let you go-"
"-I'm Go with Richter!" Emil said with shut eyes, quickly pulling away from Marta and running towards Richter, while thinking, "I'm so sorry!" But without a word. He wanted Marta to see that she couldn't just boss him around anymore and that he was a man who thought for himself...and for Richter to see how much of a man he was becoming.
"Emil…" Richter slowed his paste as he turned to see the source of the incoming footsteps.
"Richter-san, i-i'm coming with you. I-i mean, if that's okay" His cheeks a slight pink.
"Humph, do what you please, just don't get in the way" A small smile crept on his lips as he was a bit proud of Emil for standing up for himself and glad that he would be coming along with him.
"I promise to do my best" Emil smiled. Feeling a bit excited. He couldn't believe that he would be traveling with Richter from now on. His stomach started getting butterflies from the thought.
Having Emil with him really saved him, and his wallet. Being that he can't cook he would always have to buy meals, which costed a lot of money when eating every day. As an added bonus, Emil's cooking always warmed Richter's heart. It was a good warm feeling that always made Richter want to smile, of course, he never would. It always seemed to oddly make Emil heat up and get really nervous all of a sudden, so he always did his best not to prise Emil's cooking too much.
"Richter-san, where are we going?" Emil asked, looking up at the half elf.
"To the triet desert, a friend of mine was sending some letters, but the bird that was sending them got scared by a monster and dropped them...so" He sighed. "He asked me if I could find them and return them to the bird for him…" He sighed with annoyance, but it made Emil smile knowing that richter was helping a friend….Wait, Richter has a friend!?
"Wha! R-Richter-san, I didn't know you had a friend besides Aster" Emil was surprised, as he knew that Richter was a half elf, so no. no one liked him, leaving him friendless. Richter arched a brow, insulted by Emil's comment, but brushed it off. "He's not an old friend, I met him some time after you and Marta's journey ended" He stated with a sigh.
"O-Oh, i-i'm sorry for seeming rude" Emil cocked his head a bit with an apologetic smile.
"I seem to recall you didn't have any friend's either" He scoffed with a smirk.
"Ouch! Insult to injury Richter-san" Emil smiled with a defeated look.
Along their journey, Emil-er, Ratatosk always seemed to favorite his three monster's Jord, Tierra and Fog. Jord was his favorite though. One of his first, first found as a cute little wolf, and now a big beautiful fenrir. Richter didn't mind the monster...but, it was just when Emil or Ratatosk would love the monster's so much, as they returned the feelings, such as Jord pouncing him and licking him that he minded….Richter couldn't place the feeling, but always pushed his glasses and looked the other way as he blocked the feeling out of his mind, focusing on more important matters.
"Heh, who's my good boy?" Ratatosk grinned as he pets his fenrir on the head, receiving a happy and loving lick from Jord. He petted the other two, before putting them all away, as to not get in Emil and Richter's way when traveling.
"..." Richter silently watched, as he put his weapons away, now that the previous band of thugs was taken care of.
"What are you staring at? Cause I'll cut your eyes out if you don't stop" Ratatosk shot a glare.
"Nothing that concerns you, now bring Emil back." He scoffed.
"Why can't anyone say freakin please anymore?" Ratatosk complained as he scratched the back of his head turning away "Emil, he's waiting~" Ratatosk teased before closing his ruby eyes, letting emerald open with his cheeks flushed bright red.
"R-Ratatosk!" Emil couldn't believe Ratatosk would say that in front of Richter like that.
"...?" Richter arched a brow for a moment before sighing to signol Emil "let's go" and began to walk ahead. Emil took notice and quickly jugging up right next to him.
Richter tried not to be reminded of his and Aster's adventure's together since Emil was here, and he was Emil, not Aster or anyone else….well, except maybe half Ratatosk or so. Richter had put Aster behind him, for his new found friend, for Emil.
The triet desert was not Emil's favorite place to be in, it was hot, empty, big, and too much sand to get into his shoes, and it always got in his eyes or stuck to his skin. Richter however may not have liked it that much himself, but never once complained and simply kept moving forward. This made Emil feel a bit childish when compared to Richter's mature attitude, but it couldn't be helped, Richter was 20 with a history of enduring and traveling, while Emil was only 16 with very little travel experience when compared to the older man, so it was only natural. Even so, Emil didn't like that too much.
Just as Richter sensed something bloodthirsty approaching, Ratatosk quickly took Emil over and took off grinning with Jord right behind him. He stabbed the sand over and over, as to anger the beast, causing it to shoot out of the sand and roared. It seemed Ratatosk's plan succeeded in drawing the beast out.
"Do you have a death wish?" Richter scolded as he quickly drew his weapons.
"Shut up four-eyes!" Ratatosk shot a glare and began to battle the huge sand worm like creature. None of them have ever seen a worm monster quite like this one. A sand colored warm covered in spikes with a mouth with sharp teeth that looks like a smaller mouth was inside of it.
"You don't even know what it is!" Richter glared back at Ratatosk who was putting Emil in harm's way once more, which always made Richter try even harder not to let Emil get hurt….because he didn't want to lose him like he did Aster...because of Ratatosk's cruel or foolish actions...Ratatosk, on the other hand, was insulted man the older man's comment, as he knew more about monsters than all 8 of his faithful Centurions put together.
