This is my history homework. The assignment was to write a short story using/about/with the moral being one of the ideas from the "Enlightenment." And we're allowed to make it fanfiction, so long as the teacher still "gets" what we're talking about. So I wrote about teen Onyx, Vaati and Veran having an argument! :D

The boys were fighting. Again. And, as per usual, I'd been chosen to act as the mediator.

I sighed, pushing my mop of hair out of my eyes. "Okay. Onyx, Vaati, can you please tell me what the problem actually is?"

The dragon-boy bared his fangs, tail lashing angrily. "As I keep saying," he began, shooting a glare at Vaati, "it's an honor to work under the Twinrova in the return of the Dark Lord!"

The purple-robed mage blew his own bangs out of his eyes, returning the glare. "Oh, c'mon! Listen to yourself! 'Work under Twinrova'? And, let me guess, eventually 'work under' Ganondorf? What sort of villain are you?"

They both turned to me. "Veran!"

Here we go… I sighed. "Onyx, leave Vaati alone. He does pretty well on his own; you don't need to recruit him."

Onyx's black eyes widened in shock. "But Veran!" he cried, "You're supposed to be on my side!"

I frowned a bit. "Really? When did we decide that? I don't remember a bribe."

"It…It's an unspoken rule!"

Vaati rolled his eyes. "Onyx, we're villains, for Nayru's sake! It's all-for-one, for all of us."

"But…but…" the dragon-boy looked like he'd be about to cry, if he'd been capable of it, "Veran!"

"What?" I snapped irritably.

"You work for Twinrova too!"

"So?"

"So you agree with me, right?"

"You're pathetic," Vaati muttered. I shot him a glare that would've turned anyone else to ash.

"Well, yes, Onyx," I said carefully (after all, one wrong word and he would, literally, rip me apart) "I do agree with you, in this case."

He no longer looked on the verge of tears. He looked on the verge of transforming and going for my throat. "So why aren't you on my side?"

My hair flopped back into my face, forcing me to push it back again. "Vaati has the right to his opinion. In fact, he's proved that many times." I could see the mage preening out of the corner of my eye. "Just because I don't agree with him doesn't mean he can't state his wrong opinion."

Vaati started slightly, and then turned a death glare of his own on me. "Wrong?"

"That's my opinion. That I have a right to." I flashed him my sweetest smile before turning back to my current partner. "Onyx, I won't having you killing everyone who disagrees with you. You're not Majora."

"I could be…" he murmured wistfully. I couldn't blame him, either. What villain wouldn't want to be able to just do anything they wanted?

"Still," I said, jerking him back to reality, "you didn't get the title of 'General' by not thinking." His horns bobbed as my friend nodded along with what I said. "And I'll always give you the same answer when you're attacking someone for their opinion, and not because they actually oppose you."

Onyx sighed, spread his wings and flew off.

Vaati laughed and warped himself out.

I sat down on a log, fanning myself a bit. Idiots.

Because it's funny, that's why!

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