Hello kind people of the internet. Before you leap into the story that I have provided for you, just a little bit of personal context. Until a couple of months ago, I detested Fanfiction. However, I have been going through my final exams (I'm an Aussie in case you are wondering) and really needed a way to relax and let out a little of the built up stress. Then one of my friends put me onto Fanfiction and, although I claimed to be resolute in my beliefs, soon found myself engrossed in the brilliant stories around my favourite game; League of Legends. So, I decided that during my free time, I would just write some small drabbles about my OTP, Amumu x Annie. This drabble eventually turned into a 38k story... And that is only the start of the story that I have in my head for the young lovers. (Just as a side note, I am Bronze 3, so I suck pretty bad, but somehow manage to play tanks like a boss, which has resulted in me having a hyper-inflated norms ranking. One day I will get my ranked to that level, perhaps. Until then, I am an Amumu main.)
So yeah, this is my first story and while I have tried to remove any errors along the way, I'm sure they'll inevitably happen. Please have mercy upon my soul! If you leave a comment, I will be ever so grateful. If you follow, I will love you forever (Although this story is 'technically' finished). If you favourite, you should probably re-read it because it shouldn't be that good!
With regards to the story, I have absolutely no clue if the festival is actually called the Heartseeker festival, but it worked for the purposes of this story. If you want to think of it as something different, that's fine by me. There are some stories which are alluded to but not explored, which is mainly because I have another entire story behind those which I may or may not write about in the future. Don't hate on me please if I don't go into the specifics of some relationship or action, because there may be more to it than I was prepared to write about in this story.
Anyway, that is probably enough from me. I should probably say, just as a disclaimer, that there are some mature themes towards the end. That being said, it is nothing incredibly vulgar (They are still young for petty's sake!). There may be some coarse language, but certainly not too fluently. I will leave another little comment at the end of the story, for all of you who like the sound of my voice. Also, I own squat. All the characters and places are property of Riot Games.
See you on the other side!
Chapter 1 - Peer Pressure
"Come on, it'll be fun!" Annie pulled at the bandages wrapped around her best friend. Amumu tried to pull away, but as the bandages were as much a part of him as his arms and legs, that proved incredibly difficult. Annie was giving him her big puppy dog eyes, determined to make him crack, and it was working. Amumu hated to see people upset, mainly because he knew better than anyone how devastating it can be, and that he could never be anything other than it. If he could, he would make everybody as happy as could be, and then still feel miserable afterwards because he could never make himself happy. Thus was the perpetual fall that was his curse. The only person who seemed to give him even the slightest semblance of hope was Annie, the only friend he had ever had. To this day he couldn't comprehend how they became so close, his curse quite literally ensured that he could have no friends. Annie was the single biggest mystery in his life, and when she made those beautiful puppy dog eyes, Amumu knew he could do nothing but agree to help her.
"Sure, fun, that's the word for it…"
"Mumu, you make everything sound so depressing! Try to look on the bright side, it is a festival, it is designed for people to have a good time!"
"Sounds like it'll be very crowded, people will probably keep walking into me."
"Argh, you are hopeless, you know that? It'll be an opportunity for us to be together outside of the Institute. How does that not sound good to you?"
Amumu sighed, admitting within himself that the idea certainly did take his interest. He couldn't quite come to terms with the idea of it being fun, but the idea of spending more time with Annie did make him feel a little warmer, which had to be a good sign.
"Ok, fine, I'll go."
"Not with that attitude you won't, if you are going to be my date, you have to sound like you want it." Amumu's eyes almost fell out of his head at that statement.
"Date? You said nothing about me being your date!"
"What did you think I meant silly, I'm inviting you to come with me, that makes you my date. What difference does it make?"
"All the difference! What if people hear? You know the other yordles couldn't possibly keep their mouths shut if they found out!"
"So what if they find out and tell people? You are my best friend Amumu, I'm happy for them to know you are my date." The warm feeling again spread throughout Amumu, removing his ability to decline. He gulped, then tried to come up with the best thing to say. There was an extended period of silence before he finally spoke.
"Annie, I would love to come with you to the festival."
Annie sat bolt upright on the bed, looking at the mummy still lying next her.
"Did you just say the word love? I don't think I've ever heard you use that before…"
"Well, first time for everything then I guess." Annie smiled down at Amumu. Her bedroom was lightly furnished, with a very obvious pink colour scheme. While the walls were a simple white, the bed sheets, pillows and lampshades were all pink. The bed itself was nothing fancy, as were the small set of drawers and bedside tables, all of which were made from a dark oak. It wasn't very spacious, but was more than large enough for Amumu and her to hangout, and they frequently did. Technically it was against the Institute's regulations for male champions to enter the dorms of the female champions, but that didn't stop Amumu and Annie, who managed to always go unopposed. Sure they got caught every now and again, but most of the champions were more than wiling to overlook such a thing and not report it. This ultimately led to rumours about the two, which she frequently heard through her yordle connections, but most of the time she didn't really care. In fact, she almost wished some of the rumours were more true than they were.
"Thankyou so much for agreeing to do this, it really means a lot."
"Hey, it's just a festival, it could be worse." Annie looked away sheepishly, and Amumu caught on.
"It could be worse, right?"
"Promise you won't back out now? You will come, regardless of what I am about to say?" Amumu started to worry. He knew his friend's tendency for jokes at others expense, so when she sounded apologetic before even telling him, it couldn't be good. Not that he would back down, he said he'd go, and go he would.
"I promise…"
"Well, umm, it's sort of… kind of… It's the Heartseeker festival."
"Annie!" The pair blushed, the word 'date' suddenly taking on a completely different meaning. Amumu sat up, looking away from his friend, trying not to panic at what he had just heard.
"I'm only asking you as a friend, don't panic." This made Amumu calm down a little, the prospect of people seeing them as a couple still playing on his mind a little. Annie on the other hand felt a little disheartened at her comment. The idea of being able to celebrate the festival with somebody else was something she had always desired, but now she worried if she told Amumu that he'd back out. She sighed, realising she really wasn't that good at the whole romance thing.
"When do we leave?"
"Tomorrow, so you had better get ready." Annie chuckled a little bit at this, realising Amumu hated when things were left to the last minute. The mummy turned back to face his friend, an annoyed look overcoming his face.
"Why do you insist on making things hard for me?"
"Because I like it when you pull that face." Annie smiled innocently. Amumu, realising he really needed to pack, stood up and made his way towards the door.
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow then."
"I look forward to it." Amumu exited the room and Annie soon after could hear the faint thunk as her main door was opened and closed. She knew she should be excited about the festival, but for some reason there was this nagging at the back of her mind.
"'I'm only asking you as a friend.' Argh, stupid, stupid Annie, of course you aren't asking as a friend!" She let her body fall backwards onto her bed, letting her limbs go lifeless as she tried to calm herself down. The Heartseeker festival cam around the same time each year, and every year there was a representative chosen by the league to attend the official ceremony in Ionia, while also promoting the festival through Demacia, Noxus and Piltover. It was a real honour to get chosen. Annie could still remember Varus getting chosen last year, he had really gotten into it, even managing to convince some of his marksmen friends to tag along as well. Nobody could ever forget that image of Varus dressed as cupid, no matter how hard they tried. This year it was Annie's turn, and while she was not going to be getting dressed up as cupid (Nobody wanted to see that in her opinion), she was determined to make it the best festival she had ever had. The festival itself ran over one week, the last day being the most spectacular with fireworks, concerts, and a whole manner of other romantic activities to celebrate the love in Valoran. Annie would leave the Institute one week early to promote the festival, and should arrive in Ionia the evening before the first day.
There was a knock at the door, interrupting Annie's calming thoughts. She got up and made her way towards the front door. Her bedroom opened up into the main living area, which really was nothing more than a couch and a fireplace. Annie often thought her room was too small. The only other rooms were her small bathroom which she could access from her bedroom, and a kitchen, consisting of little more than an oven, sink and fridge, which opened up into the main living are. But alas, this was her home. There was another knock on the door. Aside from Amumu, there was really only one other person who visited her, which is why she approached her door with caution, being sure to stand to the side as she opened it. Good thing too, as once the door was opened, an extremely energetic yordle jumped out of nowhere, clearly hoping to have tackled the pyromancer to the ground. Lulu sat up, realising she had missed her mark.
"You're no fun Annie!"
"Yeah, because getting knocked over by flying yordles is fun." The shared a laugh before heading into the main living area. Lulu sat on the couch, puling her legs up with her and laying down. Thankfully she was small, so there was still room for Annie to sit next to her.
"So, did you ask Amumu?"
"Yeah, and he agreed to go." Lulu beamed at this, throwing her arms in the air.
"That's great news! See, I told you he'd want to go."
"I told him we were just going as friends."
"What?! Why did you do that!?"
"He wouldn't have agreed to go otherwise!" Annie put her face in her hands, trying not to get annoyed at herself. Annie had originally asked Lulu to go with her, but she had refused, insisting she ask Amumu instead. Lulu sat up and put her arm around Annie's shoulders.
"Hey, it's not the end of the world, you now have two weeks with him to win his heart!"
"Lulu, I don't even know if he is capable of feeling attraction, let alone towards me. Maybe we are better off going as friends." Lulu gave her a soft slap with her free hand, getting Annie's attention.
"Don't you dare say that! You are a beautiful young lady, and Amumu couldn't possibly resist you. Trust me, I know you can get him if you try." Lulu stood up.
"Anyway, sorry about the short visit, I really just wanted to know how things went down with Amumu. You haven't seen Veigar around by any chance?" Annie was a little stumped by this question. The tiny mastermind of evil was never seen by anybody, often choosing to take routes few people knew about. In addition, nobody ever really wanted to look for him, what with him being the mastermind of evil.
"Umm, no, why are you looking for him?" Lulu blushed a little, smiling at Annie.
"No reason. Enjoy your trip!" And with that the yordle shot out of the room, shouting Veigar's name as she ran down the hall.
Two weeks to win his heart…
Annie kept replaying the one line through her head again and again. She began to feel a new sense of hope rushing through her. Maybe two weeks would be what it takes.