"Queen Alexemia!" A nereid messenger rushed into the throne room of the Nereid Palace, a small nereid baby in each of her arms. Alexemia, Juno, and Penn all turn to the rushing Nereid.
"W-what's wrong?" Juno asked worried, baby in each arm as well. The babies in the messenger's arm began wailing.
"Ah, oh!" The messenger looked back and forth between the two.
"Allow me." Alexemia said, taking over one of the babies as she cradled it in her arms. "Now, what is it? Is there a problem?"
"Oh! Uh, I have a message from the Hidden Village!" With her free arm, she took the letter from her other hand and handed it over to Alexemia. "When I was given the message, they told me it was urgent and important!" The messenger followed Alexemia's example in soothing the baby in her arms. The baby soon quieted, as did the one in Alexemia's arms.
Penn rushed over to Alexemia's side. "Heeeeey, what's it say, what's it say?" Penn asked excitedly. She opened the letter with her free hand read over the letter. Juno walked to Alexemia's side as well.
"... Oh! Oh, I see." A smile played across the Nereid Queen's face. Juno looked over to read what it said.
"Oh, oh my!" Juno's face blushed purple. Penn was getting jumpy.
"Well? What did it say?" Penn jumped up to see the letter, his blue braids bouncing on his back.
"W-well... I-it says..." Juno blushed and was stuttering with her words to explain what the letter said. Still, she appeared very happy.
"Revya and Gig will be getting married." Announced the Nereid Queen. The messenger's eyes were wide open. Alexemia smiled from the Juno to Penn. Juno could only stand there in shock, but still, she felt so joyful. "The letter is inviting us to their wedding that will be taking place in one month. The place is still to be determined. Everybody from the Nereid Palace is free to go, but Juno, Penn and I are specifically invited."
Juno's excitement showed. "W-we're going to their wedding, Queen Alexemia?"
"But of course. I wouldn't dream of missing such an occasion." She said in her calm voice. "I imagine you and Penn would want to go, as well."
Penn pouted, ignoring what Alexemia said. "Awwww man. Are they really getting married? That really sucks." Penn crossed his arms, and lifted his head high, vainly. Juno was bewildered.
"Huh? Penn, why is Revya and Gig getting married in anyway a bad thing? I mean, yes, Gig is ... Well, Gig, but considering it's Revya, I'm sure they'd be happy together!"
"Yeah, I know. But... It's just..." Penn trailed off.
"Just... What?" Juno stared confused at Penn. Realizing her place in the conversation, the messenger left silently.
"It's just..." Penn looked up at Juno, his smile revealing his white teeth. "I wanted to marry Revya! Heh heh." Juno's eyes grew wide, and Alexemia let out a hearty laugh.
"W-what? But I thought you wanted to marry me..." Juno arched her eyebrows upside down. "No... No it's okay. I guess... I guess it's how it should be." Alexemia smiled at Juno.
"Yeah... I was hoping I could have proposed to her and had the wedding the next time she came over." He playfully narrowed his eyes and looked off to the side. "But she's gonna marry that Gig guy instead. Well, that's pretty cool too! I mean, he's so evil! They make a good couple when you think about it. You know what they say about opposites attracting."
Juno felt slightly awkward. "W-well.. why did you want to marry Revya, anyway?"
"Well, I noticed that after you came back from the journey, you two became such great friends! I mean, you two looked like you had so much fun when you talked to each other! And whenever she played with me, I had a lot of fun! That's why!" Penn continued his cheery smile, while rocking the baby. Penn was serious. If anything, Revya was the reason her hatred for humans had dropped all the way to complete tolerance for humans. Her bond with her only strengthened whenever Revya came over to help with the babies Juno smiled, thinking of Revya in her head.
"Why, that's a wonderful reason, Penn. Revya is such a kind person," Alexemia said. She smiled at Juno and Penn once again. Penn's eyes widened as if he had forgotten an important detail, and began to speak again.
"Oh! And her boobies. I really liked those. They're so big! And they jiggle whenever she moves!"
"..."
"On my count, everybody!" Tricia whispered to her gang, of whom were hiding among the trees and bushes of a forest near Raide. Many different races, humans, sepps, cherubs and more, readied themselves very quietly in the bushes, drawing their weapons. The sun shone brightly through the trees of the forest.
All was quiet. Everybody was perfectly calm.
Not too long after they hid in their spots, the creaking noises of a wagon dragging through the path could be heard nearing the area where they hid. Two phynx pulled on the wagon, and had a middle aged, balding man with an angry look on his face driving the wagon. The back of the wagon was covered in sheets, with something, or somebodies, protruding. Just as the wagon passed the tree where Tricia stood upon, she jumped down in front of the wagon, frightening the pair of phynx pulling it. The wagon was abruptly halted. She held out her bow, readying an arrow. "NOW!!"
Upon her signal, Tricia's troops surrounded the wagon, weapons drawn, ready to attack upon order.
"Huh?! Eh?! W-what is this? Is this an ambush? Who are you people?!" The wagon driver glanced warily in all directions, while the phynx whimpered in fear.
"Good day, my good blockhead." Tricia flashed a smile at the surprised wagon driver. "Everybody, I want you to greet the scaredy wagon driver!"
"Good day!" They all called out, voices of different ranges melding together. They smiled at the driver mockingly, which increased his fears.
"It seems you haven't heard of us. I'll elaborate. We are the Good Day Gang!" She held her fighting stance.
"T-the Good Day Gang?!" The man repeated.
"That's right! And a little birdie told us about the naughty things you've been doing! Breaking bad, bad people out of prison and helping them escape! Naughty, naughty, naughty!" With this, a pair of Sepps pulled off the sheets on the wagon, revealing five gritty looking men, glaring at everybody that surrounded them. They dug around the wagon looking for their weapons. The people of the gang made no effort to stop them.
"Okay everybody, it's time to discipline these blockheads! Go!" The driver revealed an axe and jumped to strike at Tricia. Before he could get close enough, Tricia pulled an arrow, which flew into his right shoulder. He flew backwards, dropping his axe and fell upon the men in the wagon, panicking as he saw the arrow pierced through his shoulder. The axe he dropped fell next to the phynx. Startled, the phynx blasted off in the direction they were heading before. The five men and the driver rolled out of the wagon fell out onto the ground.
A man pulled out a knife and charged to stab it into a nearby man. A Cherub shot the knife out of his hands with a gun before he could reach the man, which was followed up by a sepp slamming his fists right into the man's gut, leaving the convict groaning in pain on the ground. The four other men drew out their swords. A whirwin managed to slice off the right hand of one of the prisoners with a swing of her axe. The man screamed in fear, but was knocked out by a woman before further screaming could ensue. Another one of the prisoners ran up to a redflank to slice him, only to be knocked out by the force of ramming redflanks. The last two staggered away in order to flee.
Two pyre mages grinned playfully at the two men. With a pair of inaudible chants, a flame emerged from their staffs, flying over to the men, burning them enough to knock them out.
The wagon driver struggled to get up. He reached into his pocket and revealed whistle, of which he blew into loudly. Tricia narrowed her eyes. "Everybody, watch your back!" Upon her order, they all turned around, looking around cautiously. With the sound of ruffling, they stiffened, but held their battle stance.
"Everybody, attack!" Agile sepps, men, and women emerged from the trees. This was going to be a fun fight.
A whirwin tied a knot the rope that held all the "blockheads" together. There were many other piles of blockheads tied together as well, all of them knocked out.
"Hey, boss. Are you sure it's okay to just leave them knocked out here? What if they wake up?" Asked a concerned whirwin in her gruff voice.
"Oh, there's nothing to fear. We're not all that far from Raide, and I'm sure they'll realize prisoners are missing and go looking for them. They'll find them in no time." She gave a reassuring grin to the whirwin.
"Trish! Trish! Triiiiiiish!" Called a cherub, flying over dodging trees and tree branches. By the time the cherub reached Tricia and her gang, she was flapping her wings very slowly, breathing in sharply.
"Oh, little cherub. Just breathe slowly. Now, tell me, what's the matter?"
"I... I've got a letter from the Hidden Village! When it was given to me, they told me it was urgent and important!" The little cherub pulled out a letter from her pouch and handed it over to Tricia. Tricia opened the letter curiously and began to read. Everybody was already sitting down comfortably around the trees and bushes near the tied up men. It was a time to rest a little before moving to the next blockheads they'd be ambushing. After all, fighting so many people in such an enclosed space like the forest was no easy matter.
Tricia narrowed her eyes while reading the letter as if she couldn't read what it said. Her eyes widened, and a smile tugged at her mouth. "Oooooh! Oh my goodness! I can't believe it! Oh, this is such good news!" Everybody turned to stare at the excited girl. "Oh, I still cannot believe it!" A male sepp turned to look at Tricia.
"What'd the letter say?" Tricia turned to look at him, and her smile grew.
"Why, our good friend Revya is getting married to Gig!" All eyes grew wide. "The letter says their wedding will be in a month and that everyone in the Good Day Gang is invited. Although, I myself am specifically invited. Oh, how exciting! I'm so happy for Revya!" Revya had joined up with the gang once in awhile to help with their little freedom fighter-esque business. She's a comrade everyone in the gang had accustomed to counting on, especially Tricia.
"But this Gig guy... Isn't he a total douche bag or something?" Asked the male sepp. Everyone grew quiet and pondered.
Tricia interrupted all their thoughts. "Oooh, what does it matter? I traveled with Revya, and Gig wasn't as nearly as bad as history made him out to be. And even though Gig can be such a blockhead, Revya keeps him in line. That's what makes me believe they'll be perfectly happy together." She put her hand over her heart. Her speech had definitely gotten to everyone. She was right. Gig, with his own body now, never caused any mass destruction, so it should be fine. Probably.
"We're going right?" Asked the male sepp, once again.
"But of course." A whirwin said.
"If it's a wedding, there's a reception." Added a redflank.
"And that means..." Trailed off a cherub.
"Free food!" Exclaimed a man.
Tricia felt a growing happiness within her as she watched her amusing gang. A good day that day was.
"Well, dear? How does it taste?" Euphoria smiled eagerly at her husband as he ate her variation of the Hotpod Supreme.
"Huh? Oh, uh, yeah! It's great. Just great." Endorph lied. "I love they way you cooked it. It has the perfect texture. Mm, mm. Delicious. Wish there was more!" Endorph smiled weakly at his sepp wife, then to their little baby sitting on a high chair to his right. Endorph had just completely downed all of Euphoria's dish, hoping that way he could avoid the awful taste while pulling off the feign that her food was good.
"Oh, well, wish granted! I made several more, just in case you ate the rest! My, I'm surprised there were no leftovers from you this time." She poked his nose, and walked away to their little kitchen. Endorph turned to his little daughter, making a gagging gesture.
"Please. Grow up to be a good cook. Please." He pleaded, puppy-dogged face. Their two year old baby smiled innocently at her father, drool dripping from the corners of her mouth.
"Haaah!" The baby clapped her hands in enjoyment at her father's face. Her green hair was very short as the baby put food in her hair. Endorph smiled lightly at his baby child. Euphoria had just entered back into the room.
"Dear, look! It's a letter! I found it taped to the window." After turning the letter around as if to examine all sides of it, she handed it over to Endorph. He opened the letter and read through the lines carefully. Euphoria placed the plate of hotpods on the table and leaned over to Endorph's side to read the letter. The baby continued playing with the food on her plate.
Mid-way through the letter, Euphoria and Endorph's eyes widened. A smile spread across their face. "Gig and Revya are getting married!!" they exclaimed in unison, which caused the baby to look their direction. Euphoria took the letter and continued reading.
"It says the three of us are invited to their wedding, which will be taking place in a month. Looks like they're still finding a place to hold the wedding. Oh, my. I just can't wait! And my! Gig and Revya!" Euphoria put her hands to her face, blushing. "Oh, thinking of them reminds me of us!"
Endorph smiled, but it soon faded. "Heh, yeah, they make a nice couple. But..." Endorph trailed off. Euphoria gave him a quizzical look.
"What do you mean, dear?"
"It's almost contradicting... You've got Revya, probably one of the sweetest girls anybody'd ever meet, and you've got... Gig." Endorph looked up at the ceiling in the dimly lit room. "I wasn't with them for long, but I never would have guessed the personification of jerk would have ended up with Revya.
"Well, Gig didn't turn out all that bad in the end." She smiled hopefully at Endorph.
Endorph pondered this a moment. "I guess you're right. I mean, as long as Gig isn't an egotistical, arrogant bastard to her, I'm cool with it." Endorph leaned back in his chair, putting his hands behind his head. The thought of Revya getting married made Euphoria and Endorph happy, despite who she was marrying. Revya had become like family to them. Some way or another, Revya would find her way to their hideout, which was always changing, to visit and deliver letters from Danette. They always welcomed company, especially Revya's. Let's not forget how Revya doesn't let Endorph eat Euphoria's dishes alone!
The married couple's thoughts were interrupted by a putrid smell. They both turned their gaze to the baby in her high chair.
"Heh heh. One too many Hotpod Supremes?" Endorph cringed, and held his nose.
"It's time to change the little baby! Ah! Oh. Dear." Euphoria caught Endoprh sneaking his way out of the room
"Uh... Heh, yes, dear." Endorph picked up the little baby and placed her on the table, pinching his nose.
"Oh, my. That's... That's... W-was it really something she ate?" Euphoria looked at Endorph with a worried look on her face.
"Huh? No. No, it couldn't be... Well, maybe it's possible..." Was Euphoria finally taking the hint? The baby giggled as Endorph took of her dirty diaper. He handed it over to Euphoria.
"Uh..."
"I'll throw it away, dear." She smiled at him, and walked off with a poop filled diaper.
"Geez, Marona. You sure do shit a lot. That, and maybe Euphoria's food isn't good for your stomach." He wiped Marona's tiny behind with a nearby towel. That stain's not going to come off easily.
"Haaah! Ha ha! Sheeeet!" Little baby Marona giggled as Endorph suffered from the sight and smell of the 'sheeeet'.
Vitali looked up at the colossal, orange... orange in silence. It must have been the size of one Redflank standing upon another. The monstrous fruit screeched a sound that pierced the ears of the workers and customers of Vitali's restaurant.
"Ngh!" a young woman in an orange dress and white apron ran to a counter to grab a knife. She dodged to her right as the giant orange slammed into the wall where the sink was promptly destroyed. Taking advantage of her position, she ran up to the orange and stabbed it, causing orange juice to pour continuously out of the orange. The giant orange let out another screech before shrinking back to its original size, leaving only shriveled orange skin and juice on the floor. Vitali let out a sigh, taking off his maid hat. He placed a hand on the woman's shoulder.
"I have to thank you. I just cannot handle other troubles at the moment."
"Hey, no problem boss." She looked through the hole the giant orange had left to find all the waiters, waitresses and customers staring in awe at what had just happened. Vitali let out another sigh. "Uh, boss, you want me to close up?"
"Yes. Yes, please." The oranged dressed woman quickly gathered with the other workers at the restaurant to herd the people out of the shop.
How can I explain this to Master Christophe? Should I just get rid of the all the ingredients from that Dr. Hao? I have to do something about those two giant holes through the kitchen. Wood is not going to cover it for long... Maybe I should cancel that cook-off. Vitali grew irritated as these thoughts ran through his mind. He sighed.
Vitali stepped into Christophe's manor to be greeted by him himself. "Master Christophe."
"Vitali. Oh... Vitali. Um, what brings you here? I haven't seen you in quite some time. Uh, How's the restaurant going?" Christophe grinned nervously at Vitali.
It's the maid's dress... Vitali thought to himself.
"Well, you see, things are going well," Christophe caught the slight hint of worry on Vitali's face.
"Did something happen?"
Vitali sighed. As he was about to explain, he spotted a something with a yellow head neared them. I'll be damned. "Levin." He whispered quietly.
Christophe turned, and smile spread on his face, and he turned back to Vitali. "I'm surprised he's here too. He just came in last night, with no explanation. He doesn't seem to be Raksha, so I thought it'd be fine to take him in. It'd be best to ask him questions later." He said quietly to Vitali.
"Hey, Master Christophe – Oh. Uh, hey, Vitali. It's been awhile." said Levin. Vitali studied Levin. His voice had lost some of it's accent, his face and eyes held a somber expression. His blond hair had a more dull tone, and was slicked back more, contrary to his formerly spiked hair. He bore a leather jacket and pants. Vitali was mystified. The change in Levin on the outside was shocking enough, but what Vitali was curious most about was how and why Levin was even here. But as Christophe said, it's best they don't ask questions just yet. "So what've you been up to lately? And... What's up with the maid's outfit?" Vitali just looked down at himself and sighed. "Uh, anyway, I heard you opened up a restaurant. Mind if come over eat once in awhile?" Levin smiled weakly at his old subordinate.
"Of course. But I'm afraid that will have to wait." Vitali just remembered why he was here. "Those ingredients have been going rampant again. I now have a second hole in the kitchen."
"Goodness. Will you be need the damages to be paid for?" Christophe looked at Vitali thoughtfully.
"No, I wouldn't want to impose..."
"Ha ha ha, oh, please. I insist. It's the least I could do for you. You worked for me as a great spy, after all I really owe you." Before Vitali could respond, a butler entered the room.
"Master Christophe. I have a letter delivered by a messenger for you and Vitali. The messenger girl said it's very urgent and of the utmost importance"
"Oh? Well, bring it here." The butler handed the letter to Christophe and then to Vitali. Vitali and Levin watched as the butler skipped away.
"Let's see what it says here... Hmm... Uh huh..." He spoke as he read through the lines. "I see... Oh. Oh! Oh, ha ha ha! Well, this is quite the surprise!" Christophe's laughter echoed through the room. Vitali then opened his letter. He read his letter, and his eyes grew wide and he smiled lightly.
"Master Christophe? What is it?" Levin's accent was still evident.
"Ha ha ha. Why, Gig and Revya are getting married!"
... Silence.
Levin looked of to the side, his face with a melancholy expression. "Oh... Is... Is that right? Well..."
"Levin?" Vitali asked as he and Christophe looked at Levin concerned. "Is something the matter?"
"N-no... No, I'm just gonna... Gonna go to my room for now..." As Levin sauntered away, dropping something. Vitali could have sworn he heard him mumble something. It was either "So that's what the letter said...", "She's gonna sleep with him in bed...?" or "She's marrying that damned dickhead...?".
"Hm. I wonder what has him down." Christophe wondered. Vitali reached down, holding his dress of course, and picked up the letter Levin dropped. He opened it and read over it.
"Hm. Levin got a wedding invitation as well." Vitali noted that letter was still sealed.
"Huh. Well that's great! He'll be going to the wedding I suppose. The letter said I'm invited, so I suppose yours says the same thing. Oh, this is so wonderful! Revya and Gig getting married! The letter says their wedding will be in a month. Oh, but it looks like the place is still to be determined. Ha ha ha, this is just so exciting." Christophe laughed heartily. He looked over at Vitali's letter. "Oh, look. Vitali, you have some extra information written on your invitation letter." Vitali looked down at his letter and read on.
"... They want me to be the caterer. With pay. And it looks like they're spending a fortune on me. Look at this... Over one hundred guests? Maybe even more than that?"
"That sounds like quite the company they're inviting. You'll have your work cut out for you. And maybe you can use some of the pay you get towards fixing those two giant holes in your kitchen walls."
"But they're paying me too much... Even for this many guests... Could I possibly even be able to make food for this many people? And where in the world are they getting the money from?" Vitali grew worried.
"Vitali, relax. I'm sure you'll be able to work something out. I know you can do it, Vitali. Revya probably does, too. Ha ha ha."
Revya had been more than willing to help Vitali out at his restaurant more than once. She'd work without pay, and even beat down on any ingredients that went wild. She had earned his respect and the other workers. Vitali smiled, determined. "I just remembered. I have to make that dish named after her." He smirked at Christophe. "Okay, Revya. I'll cater to your wedding. But not for that mooch Gig. Definitely not." Despite this, Vitali still looked worried.
"Don't worry Vitali. You'll manage to make all the food, and I'm sure the food will be delicious! You're a wonder chef, after all! At least, that's what everyone claims."
"That's not what I'm worried about..."
"Huh... In any case, can I ask you a question? Why in the world are you wearing that outfit?" Vitali looked up at Christophe staring at him awkwardly.
"Oh... This thing. It was a gift from Revya. I assume it was a joke about my name and all."
"Ha ha ha, is that why you wear it? I thought you had worn it as a uniform."
"No, Christophe. To have a successful restaurant, I have to appeal to a part of the fan base."
"Who told you that?"
"Okay, let's just make this short and sweet."
"Um, okay, Miss Layna."
"... Hand me the letter." Layna held out her left arm. Drazilians stood in two straight lines, one consisting of women, and the other of men, all of their physical features the same or similar. Though, there seemed to be no real reason as to why they were standing as such, things seemed more orderly that way. Reluctantly, the nearest Drazilian woman to Layna stepped forward slowly, handing the letter to Layna. Layna took it in both hands and stared nervously at the letter.
"Is... Is this the last one? The last..." She trailed off, gulping.
"Yes, the last o-order of business" The Drazilian woman sweated staring at the letter, and stepped back to her place in line. She mumbled something that no one seemed to hear. The Drazilians in line and Layna looked anxiously at the letter. Slowly, ever so slowly, Layna neatly opened the letter, letting the envelope fall to the floor as she took out the paper. Sweat falling down her face, and she carefully read the letter. Her eyes moved between the lines slowly, which made everyone even more anxious.
I hope Miss Layna doesn't freak out!! Many Drazilians thought, for although Layna managed to control her fury a few times, that was only because a certain someone was around. And considering this is the last order of business and that certain someone isn't there, she'd have enough energy to freak out whether the letter held good or bad information. Layna was about to pull out her lucky stamper, until she read the end of the letter. Everyone's gaze was locked in place.
"Oh... Ha... Ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha! Everyone! Everyone! You won't believe what this says! Ha ha ha!" Everyone sighed in relief.
Thank you, God!!
"Miss Layna? What is it?" The Drazilian who handed her the letter raised an eyebrow.
"Ha ha... This... This isn't a form of business at all! This...Ha ha ha!" Layna continued her laughter. At least she wasn't having a bout of fury.
"Then what is it?" The Drazilian woman reached over and read the letter, her eyes growing wide as she read it.
"Ha ha ha... My... My older sister's getting married! To that bastard Gig! Gig and Revya! Getting married!" She slapped a hand over her face in her laughter. Some Drazilians looked confounded, though it took awhile to realize technically Revya is Layna's younger sibling. But the most surprise came when they realized that Gig is marrying Revya.
"The letter says that I'm invited to their wedding which will be in a month. They're still finding a place to have the wedding. Ha ha... I... Ha... I still have a hard time believing this!" She grinned brightly at the Drazilians. "This is a such a good day! The work for this month is all finished! Gig and Revya are getting married!"
"But, Miss Layna. Isn't that an... Odd pair?" A Drazilian man asked.
"Hm... I get what you mean." She put a hand to her chin but didn't explore the thought further. "Well, I'm happy for the two." Layna grinned. "Maybe the fact their relationship is contradictory personality-wise is what makes them a good couple in the end. Ha ha ha. I'm sure they'll be happ- Grrrr!!" Layna's face scrunched up with a look of insanity, and her eyes stared off in two different directions.
"Gaaaaaah! I knew it! I knew she'd have a freak out! Everybody, run!" A Drazilian woman screamed, recoiling along with other Drazilians. As they clamored away from Layna, Layna fell on her knees and began breathing hard. After a moment of silence, she looked up.
"Sorry, everybody, I'm okay now! Huh? Everybody? Where'd you go?" She looked in many directions to find she was alone. "Oh, well. Heh, that was the shortest time my fury was ever intact. I should congratulate myself. ... Maybe not. I mean, if I've been able to avoid my fury completely before, then this is hardly an accomplishment... Heh heh. Oh, well. I guess I should prepare to leave for Haephnes. Hm, that's gonna be hard..." Layna continued haranguing to herself. "Wait... how'd that letter get here in the first place?"
The two sepp gatekeepers of the Hidden Village looked out beyond the cave to find a giant figure walking towards them. Immediately, panic rose within them. Something that big obviously had to be dangerous. They ran out with weapons on hand, only to stop when they came within a good view of the walking figure. The two Sepps' smiles grew as they realized who the figure was. "Grunzford! You're back!" Spoke one of the sepps. They dropped their weapons and waved at the redflank.
"Hello! It's been a long time!" He spoke in his deep, booming voice as he returned their wave. "Oh!" Grunzford took off his bag and searched for something inside. The two sepps ran up to the redflank and stopped when they reached him.
"I can't believe it, Grunzford! It's been a year since you left for your journey to other villages! Are you done on your journey?" Asked one sepp. Grunzford found what he was looking for, and showed the two sepp gatekeepers an opened envelope.
"No, I still have much to go through on my journey. I'm back because I was informed Gig and Revya's wedding was in a month. I thought I should put my journey on halt until after their wedding when I got the letter." His hair covered his eyes as he smiled to the Sepps. The Sepps raised an eyebrow at him, as one of them took the letter out of Grunzford's hands.
"Gig and Revya are getting married...?" The other sepp stifled his laughter at the thought of the two getting married. The sepp raised his eyebrows, and looked back up at Grunzford.
"Who sent you this?"
"I'm not quite sure. Somebody covered in dark clothes handed the letter to me and ran away, telling me it was urgent and important." The sepps pondered this, wondering who delivered the letter.
"Maybe Gig and Reyva are to be married, but hasn't explicitly told anyone yet."
"But why would they send letters out in the first place if they're not going to tell anyone here first?" The other sepp asked.
"Let's settle this when we meet up with them later." Grunzford suggested.
"Oh! We're sorry Grunzford. You must be tired after your journey back. Here, you go on in." The sepps stepped aside to allow Grunzford to enter the Hidden Village. "Maybe you should speak with Lady Virtuous and the others before resting, though. I'm sure they want to see you." One of the sepps added as Grunzford entered.
"Can do!" When Grunzford reached the centrals of the village, he noted to himself how nothing looks changed. As if it were the very day he left on his journey. He found many familiar faces unchanged as well. There were the two redflanks Ben and Van, whom he gave hearty slaps on the back. The former sepp gatekeeper Gadius and another sepp named Nei greeted him and had a long conversation about Nei's baby, that was now 2 years old. Marlene the whirwin was happy to see him as well, joining in the conversation on Nei's baby. Grunzford bid them good day, and walked to Virtuous' room through the quarters. The sound of a disturbing laugh stopped him in front of the giant crystal for a moment. He turned to find Danette with a peculiar look on her face.
"Heh heh heh... Hi, Grunzford... It's been too long... Heh heh heh... How long... About a year? Maybe two? Who can count? Heh heh..." Danette's eyes were narrowed, smiling devilishly at Grunzford. Grunzford raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, too long." Grunzford stared at her suspiciously. "Danette, are you feeling alright? Did you change during the year I was away?"
"Heh heh heh... No, no of course not... I just... I just did the most devious, yet, holy thing ever... Heh heh..." Grunzford was confused. "You know. The letter."
"About Gig and Revya's wedding, you mean? You sent that?"
"Heh heh heh..." Grunzford gave a suspicious look to Danette.
"Danette."
"Yes, old man?"
"Gig and Revya aren't getting married, are they? You're such an odd Sepp girl."
"What makes you say that Grunzford? Heh heh heh..."
"Heeeeeeeeey!! Stupid Cow!! Get your. Fucking fat. Cow ass. Over. Here. NOW." Gig's voice echoed through the caves and made Danette flinch, returning to her normal state.
"Heh heh heh. Hope I didn't' scare ya acting like that, Grunzy. It's just this plan's so deliciously evil and holy and... And other words that aren't in my vocabulary! Come on! Heh heh heh." Danette ran to the direction where Gig's voice came from, in Virtuous' room. She arrived with Grunzford, to find Virtuous with a look of worry on her wrinkled face, Revya with an anxious look on her face, and Gig glaring at Danette.
"H-hey! You guys! Uh, Grunzford's back! Eh heh heh." Danette called out jittery. Revya and Virtuous' face briefly lit up. Revya waved listlessly to him as Grunzford did the same.
"Don't change the fucking subject!! Just what the hell was going through your tiny-ass mind when you decided to send letters to eeeeeeeveryone we know and tell them that me and the kid here are getting MARRIED?! Huh?! Answer me, goddammit!!" Danette burst into laughter, holding her stomach with both of her arms, almost falling to the floor. Gig's anger reached its pique. "You think this is funny? YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY?! IS THAT RIGHT?! I'LL SHOW YOU FREAKING DISGAEA FUNNY, YOU STUPID ASS COW!!"
"Gig, calm down, let's give Danette a chance to talk." Virtuous reasoned. "I'm sorry Grunzford, you must have halted your journey because of the letter Danette had given you? I imagine this isn't what you expect to see when you arrive back. Why don't you rest up while we take care of this marriage business?"
"No, no, it's fine. I'd like to know to why Danette sent letters to everyone informing them of the Gig and Revya's wedding, as well. Was Danette doing this in secret?"
"Yeah, she was. Earlier Lady Virtuous saw that Danette dropped from her pocket a couple of wedding invitations, saying that me and Gig are getting married." Revya said. "Lady Virtuous informed me and Gig, and Gig lost his temper... and here we are."
"Ha ha ha ha! D-don't forget the w-wedding's in a m-month! Ha ha ha ha!"
"There isn't gonna be a stupid ass wedding! Not today, not next month, not next year, not ever!! Not until I killed the cow here at least!!" Gig ran for Danette, only to be stopped by Grunzford, holding him by his arms.
Revya looked at Gig with concern. "Gig, calm down. Let's not do anything rash." Gig's anger only increased when Grunzford grabbed hold of him.
"GRAAAAAAAAH!! I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS, YOU STUPID COW!! KICK YOUR ASS SO FUCKING HARD!! I'LL SHOVE MY SHOE RIGHT UP YOUR ASS!! YOU'LL NEVER WANT TO TAKE A SHIT OUTTA YOUR GIANT SHITTY COW ASS!!" Gig flailed his arms and legs as Grunzford strained to hold him in place.
"Danette, this really isn't funny. Look how mad you made Gig. What in the world would posses you to tell everyone that me and Gig are getting married...?" Revya asked.
"Ha ha ha... Oh, what's... What's it matter to you? Heh heh... Oh... I bet you're jumping with joy on the inside at the... Ha ha... at the though of it! Ga ha ha ha ha!!" Revya glared at Danette as she continued to laugh. Gig didn't seem to be paying attention.
"I'LL KICK YOU SO HARD, YOU'LL NEVER BE MILKED AGAIN!! NO MAN COW WOULD EVER TOUCH YOU!! YOU'LL NEVER HAVE CHILDREN!! YOU'LL GROW UP A LONELY, FAT, PIECE OF WRINKLY STUPID BEEF!!"
"Ha ha ha ha, oh... Oh... It hurts... ha ha ha, my sides.. they hurt..." Danette continued laughing. "Y-you're such a jerk... ha ha... Gig... Why... Ha ha... Why're you so angry...? Ha ha ha..."
Revya continued glaring at Danette. "Danette, just who did you send it to...?" Danette attempted to halt her laughed to answer the question, breathing hard to calm herself.
"Haah... Oh... Uh, yeah. When I said everyone, I pretty much meant everyone. Alexemia and the people at the Nereid Palace, The Good Day Gang, Endorph and Euphoria, Christophe and Vitali, Levin... Oh, I still have to send it to Sluggo and that Diness kid! Oh, and the guy to marry you guys has to be the sepp priest from the desert!" Her face brightened up again.
"No. No. NO. NO!! HELL NO!! LET ME FUCKING GO YOU PIECE OF MOTHERFU-" Gig sighed, letting his arms and legs fall to his side. "Uuuuugh..."
Revya looked at Gig. "... Gig?"
Virtuous stepped closer to the three as the scepter in her hand disappeared, emitting a black aura. "Don't worry. I just removed the energy within his body, leaving just enough to keep him conscious." Gig looked up tiredly at Virtuous from Grunzford's grasp.
"Vir... Virtuous... You... You foul... Old... Pruney... Bitchy... Hag..." Gig mumured quietly. "I'll... I'll get you for this..."
"Don't worry, Gig. Your energy should come back to you momentarily." Virtuous turned her gaze to Danette. "Danette."
Danette gulped. I didn't expect this to happen. I didn't think I'd be found out so soon. Oh, she's going to make me fix this problem... And I'd obey obediently like a dog! Danette thought in worry. Maybe if I had gotten help from somebody... Oh, what does it matter now?
"Uh, yes, Lady Virtuous?" Danette said, clicking her hooves against the rocky floor.
"I'd like you to continue with Revya and Gig's wedding plans." Revya and Gig immediately shot a look at Virtuous, with Gig's particularly menacing.
"I understand, Lady Virtuous... Wait, whaaaaaaat?" Danette backed off slightly. Things began looking up for her spur-of-the-moment plan.
"Lady Virtuous, why...?" Revya trailed off, a look of surprise clearly on her face.
"Yeah, Lady Virtuous," Gig said in a mocking tone. "Why?!" Gig had regain some of his lost energy already, though, his eyes were drooping as if he were to fall asleep at any moment. Virtuous looked at the two apathetically, then turned her attention back to Danette.
"You said you needed to send a letter to Queen Diness of Orviska, and somebody to marry the two?" Virtuous asked. Revya raised an eyebrow while Gig grew more irritated, and losing more energy.
"H-hey! Virtubitch! Don't act like we don't exist! HEY!" Gig called out.
"Huh? Yeah, that's right. I already know someone who'd probably do it."
"Hey! You buttholes! HEY!" Gig was gaining his energy fast.
"Hm, if it's a wedding, I suppose you were planning on something big. How are you going to pay for it?" Virtuous put a hand to her chin.
"Nobody's paying anybody shit! Shut up!" Gig continued his arm and leg flailing.
"Oh... Well, you see, I was kinda hoping that maybe the Christophe guy or Diness girl could. I figure the Diness girl since I forgot to ask in Christophe's letter if he could fund it."
"I see. Where will it be taking place?" Virtuous still held her hand to her chin.
"Up my friggin' ass!" Gig called out once again. Grunzford pulled back slowly as not to disturb Danette and Virtuous' conversation.
"Not sure yet. Even in the letters I wrote we're still finding a place." Danette raised her arms in an 'oh well' gesture.
"We'll worry about that when necessary. I'll take care of it." Virtuous let go of her pose.
"Ooh, Lady Virtuous! Thank you so much!"
Revya looked at Danette. "What're you so thankful for? You're pretty much forcing me to get married to Gig. Lady Virtuous, why're you helping Danette?"
Revya was ignored. "Think nothing of it, Danette. Now, I assume who you chose somebody to take care of food?" Virtuous smiled at Danette.
Danette returned the smile with a toothy grin. "But of course. I sent a letter to Vitali asking if he would be the caterer, and I hope to ask Vangogh for hotpods when I send the letters to Orviska." "Hotpods" caught Gig's attention.
"Hotpods?" Gig called out, his face humorously expressionless as he looked up.
Virtuous nodded in approval. "I guess that takes care of everything for the meantime. Danette, I was hoping you could start the preparations as soon as possible..."
"Oh, don't worry! I'll get started now! Not just for you Lady Virtuous!" She pointed out to Gig and Revya. "But for Gig, Revya, and their soon-to-be lifelong happiness! Ha ha!" She galloped out of the room while Gig growled under his breath. Virtuous approached where Revya, Gig and Grunzford stood.
"Grunzford, you can put Gig down now." Virtuous closed her eyes calmly. Grunzford did so, as Gig stretched and moved his arms around.
"You... You got quite the grip there, huh, big guy?" Gig stated, annoyed. "The first thing you do when you finally come back here is just hold me from killing the stupid cow. Really. Thanks." He added sarcastically.
"Grunzford, could I ask that you leave for the moment? I'd like to speak with Revya and Gig." Virtuous looked at Grunzford calmly.
Grunzford nodded. "Of course, Lady Virtuous. I'll speak with you later then."
"Of course." Virtuous turned her attention to Gig and Revya, who were standing right next to each other, and she smiled cheerfully Grunzford closed Virtuous' door as he left.
"Ha ha ha. Look at you. As soon as everybody else is gone, you're together again."
Revya scratched the back of her head and smiled. "Yeah, well..."
"Yeah? You're point?" Gig smirked, still annoyed.
"This is exactly one of the reasons you two should get married." Virtuous walked closer to them.
"Yeah, about that. I'm not doing it." Gig narrowed his eyes at Virtuous.
"And why not?"
"Heh. You think I wanna be bound for the rest of my life to some chick?" Revya's expression showed she was slightly hurt.
"But this isn't "some chick", Gig. It's Revya." Virtuous pointed out. Gig looked over to Revya.
"H-hey, what's with the face?"
"Revya," Virtuous asked, "how do you feel about Gig?" Revya looked up at Virtuous, puzzled. Gig glared at Virtuous.
"What kind of question is that?! Besides, we already know who she feels about me." Gig put his hands into his pockets, rolling his eyes. "We all remember that from last time. Good, God." Revya smiled sadly at Gig.
Virtuous laughed. "Hmhm. Yes, the time you two were 'forced together' again. That was about a year ago."
"Yeah, yeah, don't remind me."
"In any case, Gig. Are you sure you don't want to get married with Revya? Absolutely sure?"
"You can bet your old crow's feet," Revya sighed, which caught Gig's attention. "What? Aw, I see. You want me to marry you, don't you? Heheh."
Revya looked away from him, afraid she may have been blushing. "Well, no, but..."
Gig laughed. "Ha ha ha ha! Sorry, kid. Even though we are soulmates and all, I'm just not interested in marrying anyone. Not even you."
Revya sighed. She didn't know what to make of the situation and said nothing.
"Well..." Virtuous interrupted. "I guess I have to find someone else that can marry Revya." Two pairs of wide eyes flashed to Virtuous face.
"What? But, Lady Virtuous...?" Revya looked at Virtuous in even more puzzlement. "Lady Virtuous, I don't understand. If Gig doesn't have to get married to me... Why do I have to..."
Virtuous put a hand on Revya's shoulder. "Revya, I am going to die not too long after a month. This body's gone through all it can take. Therefore, I will no longer be here, and my soul will go through the reincarnation process as it should. But this world still needs a Master of Life. I was hoping that..." With all this being told to her, Revya looked into Virtuous' eyes, trying to put everything together.
"?! Virtuous, you're really not thinking of making her a Master of Life, are you?!" Gig exclaimed at Virtuous. "Is that even possible?"
Virtuous set her hand down from Revya's shoulder. "This world is still in need of a Master of Death, as well. Haephnes all by herself has been taking care of this planet, just like Layna has been of Drazil. Before I go, I need to give the last of my power away to two people to become the Masters."
"But, Lady Virtuous... Why me?" Revya shook her head, confused at all the information heading her way.
"Revya, I wanted you to specifically to play the role as Master of Life. Whether or not Gig would marry you, I have the most trust in you to do this. I feel that you fit the role as Master of Life the best" Virtuous smiled sadly at Revya.
"Then why do I need to get married?" This is what confounded Revya the most.
"Marriage is required in the ritual for transferring my powers. After the marriage, I will place a seal on your's and your partner's back in the form of a sort of tattoo. I can then transfer my powers to make you and another person Master of Life and Master of Death accordingly."
"I get it. So you were planning to make me Master of Death if I had married her? Heheh. And not only that, make her the Master of Life! Smooth, Virtuous." Gig smiled mockingly. "And you're doing this because you're gonna die soon, and the poor hag up there has to take care of this world by herself. But wait! Let me guess. You wanted to do something to help Layna there on Drazil. You wanted the two masters to take care of that when you're gone."
"... That is was I intended." Virtuous sad smile disappeared.
"So you were planning on using her, then?" Gig looked over to Revya. "Doesn't that just piss you off, kid?"
"I guess not," She said plainly.
"Aw, come on. Really?" Gig asked surprised.
"Well... It's Lady Virtuous' last wish. Lady Virtuous, it seems like you always know what's best for the world. I mean, you knew what you were doing from before I was ever even in this world. And it's... The least I could do for you, since you did raise me." Revya kept a straight face and tone. "Even if I'm going to be used again, I guess this is the best I can do to help the world again."
Virtuous face was saddened. "Revya..."
"I understand, Lady Virtuous." Revya smiled up at Virtuous. "It's just a feeling, but I don't think Danette would have been happy with me if I didn't do this."
"Yeah, she's a mamma's girl when it comes to Virtuous here," Gig added.
Virtuous tried to compose herself from her guilt. "So it's settled then." Virtuous smiled mischievously to her self. "Revya, since Gig doesn't doesn't wish to do this, who do you choose to marry?"
Revya wondered why Virtuous would let her choose. She figured that not everybody could just be a Master of Death. She glanced at Gig. "I don't know. I don't want to marry anyone who doesn't wish to marry me them self... But I suppose maybe Levin or Vitali if they'd like to. Maybe Galahad..." At this point Gig blew his top again, all his energy coming back to him.
"Hell no. HELL NO." Gig grabbed Revya's arms forcing her to look at him. Revya's eyes grew wide in surprise as she looked up at him. "Do you think I, as your soulmate, would ever DREAM of you marrying those three jackasses?! Get with the freaking program! No way would I let you marry that wimpy ass excuse for a knight Galahad. Or the stupid ninja chef Vitali, who won't even FEED me! That bastard... And no way in Heaphnes, Drazil, Heaven, Hell and the freaking UNIVERSE would I ever let you marry that stupid ass man cow, god knows how he came back. Not only that, I will NEVER let ANY of those freaks become Masters of Death. Knowing them, especially the man cow, they'd screw up this world's whole death system. The world'll be in deep shit." Revya felt her face redden. Damn.
Virtuous laughed at Gig. "My, Gig. I never knew you were so passionate."
"Damn straight! And most of all! I would never, never, never, EVER, let ANY of them sleep with her, touch her, or freaking sex her up!"
Revya broke from from Gig's hold. "God, Gig! Do you have to say that?! Even if I did marry them, what makes you think I'd ever..." Revya's face turned a bright red, which made her embarrassed.
"What kind of a marriage is marriage without touching and sex?! It's not natural! You and one of those losers would have been bound to do it if I let you get married! And yes! I have to say it! Because I can't stand the freaking idea of somebody sexing you up! It's like..." Gig struggled to find the words. "I-it's like they sexed ME up! Oh, heeeeeeeeeeell no!!" Revya covered her red face, and analyzed all he said in her head.
"So then, Gig. You have decide to marry Revya then? And to become the Master of Death, as she becomes the Master of Life?" Virtuous looked at him seriously.
"No shit. If it means she's not gonna end up with some jerkwad loser, then yeah. I'll marry my soulmate Revya here." Gig grabbed Revya by the waist and pulled her close to him. Revya's face still remained red. "And I'll become the Master of Death. Not like that's anything new."
Revya nodded, her face determined. "And I'll become the Master of Life."
Virtuous looked at the two as Gig held Revya close to his side. Gig smirked and Revya smiled pleasantly. Virtuous closed her eyes and smiled to herself, and turned to leave the room, her back turned to the couple. "I trust you two."
For whatever reason, the image of Gig and Revya close together wouldn't leave her mind.
A note to the people that have already read this chapter of Soulmates:
I edited Chapter 1 of Soulmates mainly for my benefit. Aside changing some sentences (they're still awkwardly worded, I bet), I've changed some notable things in this chapter, and all you need to know is:
1) Vitali is not going to be paired with Revya anymore. I removed any hints of VitalixRevya that was previously in this chapter.
2) Nobody makes mention of "Revya being the hero" and "Gig being the douchebag that tried to destroy the world" in relation to them as a couple. It's now "Revya's a nice girl" and "Gig's a douchebag". Generally speaking.
3) I changed Revya's short speech to Virtuous about accepting her fate to become the Master of Life. In the ending, Revya does not cry for Virtuous when she finds out she's going to die. Although, any insight on how she feels about her dying isn't revealed. If it matters, I removed instances of Revya stuttering. I took out some parts where Revya blushes, but not all of them.
I think that's it. Also, I took any critique I got for the first chapter and tried to improve this chapter. Still, I don't think there's much of a difference... I think people noted that the parts featuring the other characters were too long, but as I edited, I really wanted to leave it alone. Keeping characters in character is always a worry of mine, so when I found that I portrayed everyone fairly well, I didn't want to get rid of much. Sorry.