His toy was fun to play with.
His toy was versatile, able to bend to the point where it was amazing it didn't just snap in two like all of those other toys. Not to say that he didn't enjoy past toys, per se- oh heavens no- he just liked to be with the young people. And what better way to do that than to make his favorite toy a leader among the people young and old alike?
His toy was loyal, did what he did when he was asked to do it, and was gentle yet forceful enough to actually take charge once in a very long while.
And of course, his toy wasn't all that bad to look at either; supple form and strength behind a lithe (well-dressed) form was what his toy was composed of. There was no excess fat on his little toy, oh no sir, that would be ghastly. Not burlesque, not thin-like-a-stick (Like the bluenette, ugh.) Just the way he liked them.
But of course, even the best toys lose their novelty.
This could be taken in multiple ways, the most prevalent being Verus/Geldoblame or Geldoblame/... anyone really, although my mind says Melodia or Fadroh. This was fun to write. :D
Review please. First fic in this section, lawl.
Disclaimer: Baten Kaitos isn't owned by me, blahblahblah. asdfghjkl;.