Inspiration comes from many things for me; a throwaway line, a look, a song. I'm also fairly ADD and have the attention span of a squirrel! So long stories can be started just never finished. So this will merely be a collection of drabbles. Some will, more than likely, be along similar themes that have already been presented. Some will be sap ridden sugar bombs. And some will be filled with angsty woe. As an added bonus, if I'm thinking ahead I may even inform you to what it was that triggered the thought that produced the drabble. Because everyone wants to know what goes on in my head. I can tell. Being awesome and all that gives me super powers.
That being said! First Drabble – no real inspiration for this. Aside from the image I used as the story image. My roommate drew this and made stickers. I came home one day and this was on my bedroom door. Everyday I look at it I think I die a little inside…or my inner Zelos mocks it intensely. But I'm pretty sure my world might lose some happy if I took it off my door. Soo…I will continue to whinge about it and mock it mightily.
As always – I own nothing except vague thoughts in my head and even those are occasionally suspect. Please don't sue.
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"Courage is the magic that turns dreams into reality!" The timid, blonde boy looked around the room, acknowledging the gathered people. Of the assembled group everyone was nodding wisely or smiling to themselves. All except for a flame haired young man who stood there, mouth agape, disbelief written on his face.
"It has to be Sylvaranti thing…" Zelos mused aloud. "No one from Tethe'alla is that corny. I mean, Lloyd, bud, you said some pretty cheesy things during our travels but they were nowhere near THAT bad. I'm afraid Emil here has surpassed you." The former Chosen of Tethe'alla finished turning to smirk at the aforementioned Lloyd who just shook his head in bewilderment.
"Obviously you've never actually listened to yourself talk," retorted Sheena from the background. "I mean, I've always had my suspicions…"
"Oh, but that's where you're wrong my voluptuous demon banshee…"
"Zelos…I'm warning you…" she started.
"I mean, listen to me…" Zelos continued, blatantly ignoring the ninja's not so veiled threat. She'd follow through with the pain. He was sure. Might as well have fun earning it was always his philosophy. "…my voice is beautiful. Like a gift…from angels." Zelos slowly walked to where the raven haired Mizuhoan stood. To any who knew her they noticed that she was suddenly very wary and very aware of the 'Idiot Chosen' slinking towards her. That group of friends sighed in exasperation. They could see it coming. Similar scenes had played out many a time on their travel of Regeneration two years ago. Now all they could do was watch. Watch and make bets. Those less aware, namely Emil and Marta, watched in confusion hoping someone would be kind of enough to explain to them what was going on. Meanwhile, Zelos' smile had gone from vaguely bemused to mischievous the moment that, in an attempt to save face, Sheena had crossed her arms and turned her back to him.
"Oh, bad idea…" Raine muttered.
"She…did not think that through," was Genis' response.
"a…hahahahha…uhm, Lloyd? Should we intervene?" the blonde Chosen of Sylvarant looked up to her friend, worry in her blue eyes.
"Nah, let's watch the fireworks. Should be fun…" was the only reply that Collette got.
When Zelos reached Sheena he briefly glanced back at the gathered spectators and winked. Turning to regard the woman in front of him he quickly decided on his choice of action. Calmly he laid his hands on her shoulders and bent his head down over her right shoulder so that his lips were even with her ear. He knew what was coming next would be painful. He was aware of her shoulders tensing and preparing to swing around and deck him, but that didn't mean it was going to stop him. He really was a glutton for punishment. Specifically her brand of punishment. And when it came to Sheena the phrase 'go big or go home' inspired all his interactions. His smile widening he slowly slid his hands from her shoulders and down her arms. Finally coming to rest with his arms wrapped around her waist in an almost hug.
"And Sheena, hon, when my voice is low and meant for a special hunny's ears alone…well that's when it's at its most beautiful. The bedroom talk would be almost as good as the bedding. " He quickly nipped at the bottom of her earlobe, eliciting a yelp and a slight shiver from the ninja. "Almost as good."
To this day nobody is quite sure what happened since it all happened so fast. But the next thing the spectators knew Zelos was on the ground, his arms hugging his stomach in pain, and Sheena was marching off muttering something very unladylike about the 'Idiot Chosen'. No one noticed the small smiles that each of them bore.