Morgif's New Hobby
It was a peaceful morning. No missions, no war, no Maoh's-life-endangered situations and NO PAPERWORK. Conrad and Gwendal felt relaxed this day, it was so quiet that it seemed to be a holiday.
"YEEEEOOOOW!!!"
Or not.
Surprised, Conrad choked on his tea and sprayed it all over unfortunate Gwendal before both jumped up from the tea table and ran towards the practice field. Down the hallway they bumped head to head with their two favourite people. Conrad crashed into Gunter where Gwendal slammed into Yosak sending all four's feet into the air and head on the floor.
"Ow.." Gwendal moaned, "Yosak!" where Conrad protested, "Gunter!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" came a scream. Followed, to the confusion of the four men, by childish laughter as the ran to the courtyard.
They found Greta laughing uncontrollably with tears at the terrace steps and looked up to find why.
"MOOOOORRRGIIIIIFFF!!!!" a familiar voice of a certain Maoh Heika Shibuya Yuri called, "HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL!!"
The Maoh was currently trying as hard as possible to steer his less than obedient sword away from a run away Lord Wolfram Von Bielefeld. Both King and fiancé were running in circles.
"AIIIIIIIII!!!!" Wolfram yelled, " YUUUUUUUURIIIIIIIIIII!!!! GET HIM AWAY FROM MEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"
"I'M TRYING!!!" Yuri yelled back. Not noticing the audience they had received. Even Gwendal was laughing to tears.
Later... much later...
"That's the last time I'm training you with that perverted sword of yours!" Wolfram was angrily yelling as he lowered himself into the hot bath.
"How was I supposed to know the idiot's bisexual?" Yuri pouted as he and Conrad stood aside on Gisela's order. Yuri swore he had never seen his favourite Healer so angry and amused at the same time. A splash of water came from behind him. Sensing the rise in temperature of the atmosphere Conrad excused himself saying an apparently very wet Yuri, "I-I (snicker) h-have t-to s-(snicker)-s-see, Gwendal a-about s-s-something."
"You. Are. Excused," said the King in a deadly voice, though he was grateful that Conrad was honourable enough not to laugh in his face. Particularly after a very, very, embarrassing afternoon.
As soon as Conrad exited, very red from suppressed laughter, the orchestra of the Maoh and the fiancé restarted.
"Bisexual?" Wolfram exclaimed incredulously, "BISEXUAL?! YOU CALL A BUTT BITING SWORD BISEXUAL?!!!!"
"Hey," Yuri protested, "He bit ladies' fingers! Besides you're the one who said I should practice with him!"
"That makes no difference!" Wolfram yelled, dunking Yuri's head into the water, "He B-I-T me in the BUTT FIVE PERVERTED TIMES!!!!"
Mouth still under water, the words, "It's not my fault you're a bishounen," luckily came out in bubbles.
Author's note: Do you see how much fun I had writing this fic? Okay, who wants to see Morgif bite Conrad's butt?
Conrad: Yuki, ah heh heh... you're not serious... are you?
SYGS: What do you think?
Gunter: Ahhhh! What would I give for the honourable sword of the Maoh to bite my butt!
All look at Gunter incredulously.
Gwendal: Gunter, do you even know what 'butt' is?
Gunter: (thought for a moment) Well, it's a term from Earth for 'finger', I believe...
Yuri and Wolfram 'pull a Gunter' and faint... Conrad did a stunned fall-over... SYGS and Gwendal sweatdropped. Gwendal looks helpless at SYGS.
SYGS: Uh... Gunter... it's not...
Gunter: It's not?
Gwendal groaned
Gwendal: You'll find out soon enough.
