SOUL-SWITCHED DAYS
By XxXSeraph12XxX
…supposedly a ONEshot but I think it's a THREE-FIVEshots now…
"…now the fun starts…"
A/N: First off… thanks so much for the reviews and everything everyone especially to those who took part on the guessing game xD and now for the moment for everyone to know who got the right answers ;D Read the fic to find out for yourself but I should warn you that you might get it difficult to read in the later part of this chapter and probably in the future chapters because of the soul switches. And if you got confuse with who's talking and stuff… go spoil yourself on the last A/N: for the guide and most probably for the answers of the guess who's got switch game as well xD Again I must warn everyone that the god-generals will be quite OOC here so brace yourselves… ;A; xD?
HUMOR/PARODY/ROMANCE Some AriettaXSync insights
May contain some swearing, mild suggested scenes
May contain canon's background spoilers
I do not own Tales of the Abyss; the characters present as well.
GAH! HAPPY B-DAY EMBERSTAR xD weeee! ((aw that would be belated now for me T^T)) Everyone please do greet her when you get the chance on the month of May and if you do may the God-generals be with you 8D /bricked
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THE NEXT DAY:
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"Nghh… aw…." I muttered rather sleepy as I flutter my eyes open. I found myself staring at the ceiling… Wait… Ceiling? I helped myself sit and blinked a few times before finally staring back at this ceiling. It seems it was a ceiling alright, a tent's ceiling to be exact.
I unconsciously ran my hand on my forehead as I felt it aching the moment I sat. It must have been aching after he just flicked on it, but why so? As I did, I cringed at the spot as the pain started to worsen. I can't help but shriek on pain all of the sudden and as I did, I gasp as I heard 'him' shrieking as well. I start to examine who's inside of the tent only to find something I wouldn't have believed nor expected to see… or probably impossibly to see?
I saw 'her'! no… I saw… me, sleeping right across the tent. I rubbed my eyes probably because they were still drowsy thus playing tricks on me. As I did so, the pain on my forehead suddenly came back. I gritted my teeth from the pain as I tried to pat it gently, thinking that it might go away if I do so. But after caressing it, I felt something was wrapped on it and so I took it off only to see a smear of bloodstain on a bandage. I gasped mentally because I never thought that jerk's action would actually cause an injury on my forehead. After briefly forgetting the mere 'mirage' I saw across the tent, I carefully stood up from the ground and without disturbing the Major who was sleeping beside me.
I never thought she was a type of woman to be… uhm… snoring? In a rather loud way too…
I sighed for a moment and before I could check if I was hallucinating earlier, I heard a rather feminine screech outside. I quickly opened the entrance of the tent and as I did, I noticed how… tall I was… Because I have to slouch down to avoid getting my head bump on the tent's ceiling.
As I finally got out of the tent, I saw the infamous Dist the Reaper in such a distraught state. He was flailing like a child and his hair was rather scruffy like he shook it with his hands. What's strange is that he doesn't have his eerie looking glasses on; I found them laying on the sandy-ground all shattered up. He must have accidentally stepped on them, what an unfortunate fool.
"Sync! Is that… you?"
I shot my eyes on the direction of the rather lowly voice. I think it was Largo who called to me… wait… was he calling out for me? or Sync? But why does his call seem to direct at me?
"L-Largo, you must have been mist—" I abruptly paused from sentence when I heard my voice was not the usual feminine and rather frail it typically produces. It was rather rough and… quite boyish somehow… but it has a hint of feminism though. I shot glances at Largo who was beside me staring in a rather shock and confuse manner. I froze on my spot and for some reasons; I felt something tugging on my chest. The moment I touched my chest, my heart skipped a bit as I felt bizarre and shock as ever.
'W-Where are 'they'?' I shot my head on my torso as felt it was rather, broad and flat. I found myself wearing Sync's green clothing and stuff much to my further shock and some spasms.
"Legretta! Explain this situation at once?" I heard a booming, commanding voice far across the tent. I shot up towards the direction and saw it was Asch this time and he was looking rather… snotty and cynical? H-huh? Legretta's not here? The only people out here were Dist, Asch, Largo and Me… me? or—
"I'm afraid I don't know what may have been the cause of this….unprecedented phenomenon…" Largo sighed as he scratched his head. "But all I know is that all of us were switched into different bodies, it must have been caused by a monster that bewitched us while we were all sleeping?" he continued as he scratches his rather scruffy beard. Huh? This isn't the Major, this is Largo… Largo the black lion… isn't he?
"GAHH!, what monster has caused this?" I heard Dist whining completely from his place as he continues to stare at himself out of disgust… woah…
"Asch! Do not dare mess my body with your filthy but rather slender looking 'hands'" Asch barked in a rather highly and shrieking tone at Dist while he was hugging himself. What's going on? Asch is calling Dist himself?
"Shut up! Reaper! Stop hugging my body like that!" Dist retorted back as he was trembling from anger, I can see him flushing from red and his sharp-looking eyes narrowing down towards Asch. Now I'm completely clueless and puzzled of what is happening here…seriously.
I noticed Largo's rather broad hands, placed gently on my shoulders right behind me. I turned to meet his gaze.
"Sync… I repeat, Is that you?" he asked composedly without looking away from 'me'. I shook my head unconsciously and rather truthfully because I'm not who 'he' thinks and 'sees' as me… I started to tremble from his grip and I felt my chest starting to tighten, like it was tightening over an unknown premonition. I dunno, where am I getting this high vocabulary words in my head anyway? I quickly shot both of my hands on my head to get myself control but only to be disturbed even more.
My head, it was rather…pointy and perky? I ran my hand on my hair feeling the texture even more. Yes, it was pointy and quite rather perky alright and…. It's short and as I tried to pull a strand to see… it was GREEN! Largo suddenly pat me on the head and put my hands down. He shot me a rather worried and gentle look still not lifting his broad hands from 'my' shoulders.
"Let me guess, you are Arietta… aren't you?" he guessed rather correctly. As soon as I heard my name, I quickly respond with a quick nod much to his face's paleness. I don't where this is going but for some reasons… I'm starting to get the general idea/situation I'm currently manifesting by this moment… gah! Not again with the difficult wordings T_T
"GAH! What the hell?" this time, I heard a high-pitched voice that was very familiar and rather disturbing. I shot a puzzled look at this 'Largo' only responding by a 'I-thought-so' look. He gently shoved me at the side in order to get inside of the tent.
"Largo! What's going on! Why am I—"the high-pitched voice suddenly stopped when it was cut down by Largo's commanding tone.
"Sync, quite down… I'll explain as soon we leave the tent, you might wake the 'real' Largo…" he sternly said at the other voice. I'm tired of getting confuse lately… so I decided to just quite down for a moment and wait for what I've believe to be 'Major Legretta' speaking from Largo's body. I don't know why but… my gut tells me that the Largo that talked to me earlier was no other than the Major, herself. I exasperatingly sighed as I kept groping at my torso. I know it was weird but… I just can't help but do it after realizing my chest was flat as an iron board…
Suddenly, the tent opened again revealing Largo going out from it followed by…. 'myself' who was rather pissed and um… angsty. My eyes and 'my' no… 'his'… ah… let'say… 'her' alright? *sigh* her crimson eyes widen in unison as they clashed one another. I start to feel nauseous all of the sudden but I kept myself from fainting.
"CRAP… isn't that… ME!" the girl in front of me yelled, as she pointed her slender arm at 'me'. I shot glances at the 'Major' who was just beside of her who just sighed and flicked her mouth from her sudden bark. She hissed in pain as she glared at 'Major Legretta' who just monotonously stared back at her. I on the other held my hands on my mouth, having an uncanny feeling of being 'flicked' as well since you know…
"Watch your tongue, Sync. I can't help seeing Arietta's figure being degraded because of your brash tone" the 'Major' said as 'she'… or more appropriately…. He crossed his arms. He then turned at me with a concern look on his face and heaved a low sigh.
"Arietta, what are you doing holding on to Sync's body like that…" he lowly clears his throat as he points his rather buffed fingers on me.
I couldn't register the words Major Legretta said to me right away not until I look at where 'my' hands were laid. I found myself clutching on Sync's body, which basically to be the body I'm currently in, in a rather awkward way…my arms were still groping the chest area.*gulp* in a rather…. Awkward *blushes* s-sensual way….
"What in Lorelei's name are these?" A stern feminine voice roared inside the tent stirred all of us from each of our dilemmas...well almost ALL of us… Dist, most probably on Asch's body, was too busy in a dispute with Asch, who's obviously Dist. I think they were still arguing about ruining their 'bodies' etc.
'Major Legretta', sighed heavily as he wearily head inside the tent again. All that was left shock outside were me and…*gulp* 'him'.
"You're Arietta right…" the girl called out as she roughly walks towards me in a rather arrogant and tomboyish way. I shudder as I saw 'my' body walking towards me. I saw her holding something in her right hand; it Sync's signature golden beak-like mask. She stopped in front of me and gestured me to kneel down by waving her frail-slender hand down.
"Y-Yeah… this is me…" I timidly muttered as I crouch down before her. I can't seem to modulate my voice well probably because I'm not yet fully-adapted speaking on someone else's tone. I produced quite a high and squeaky tone rather than his usual mocky-tone. The current Arietta raise a brow from this.
"Speak naturally idiot!" she barked at me in an annoyed tone. Gosh, this is totally OOC for my body.
She crossed her arms as she turned her face away from me. "but not too natural… if you are going to converse using my body, you should lower the pitch of 'my' voice and don't ever dare raise it..." she muttered as she returned to meet my gaze.
I shook my head out of confusion, I kinda get what 'Sync' is telling here but I don't know how I can actually do it... Still feeling uncertain, I wearily nodded and cleared my throat a little.
I followed his instruction and lower the pitch and spoke as natural as I could.
"I-I think I understand…." This time, the voice I emitted sounded a bit 'Sync' already. Although it felt like it was a bit forced out and a bit 'unnatural'. I have this sudden feeling that this voice wasn't Sync's 'original' voice/accent but before I could dare normalize the rather 'façade' voice, the current Arietta distracted me by shoving the mask at my hand.
"That'll do, just do that and you'll do fine…" she coolly said. "Here wear this mask and promise me that you'll never take it off while you are in my body, alright?" she added as she shuffled her feet on the ground, she looked like quite troubled or uneasy as she does it. When she says it, she was almost like pleading and requesting though quite reluctant to clearly portray.
I blinked a few times before I reached out towards the mask. I shot glances at the current Arietta who was furtively looking anxious at the side before finally staring back at the mask. I wanted to ask 'Sync' what's behind this persistence of his to make me wear this mask. Is his face that hideous as what the others say? That's why he wears this weird mask to hide its unsightly state? Out of respect for his body, I wore the mask just as 'he' told me. I thought I heard a sigh of relief coming from her as I readjusted it on my face.
The girl in front glanced at me for a brief moment and looked away again.
"Thanks… In return, I'll act accordingly as how you usually been." She scratched her head before eyeing Asch and Dist who are still arguing about their misused bodies. "I certainly don't like to waste my breath fighting over this kind of mess…." She continued, face-palming in the process.
I can't help but giggle here but if I do so it would certainly make 'Sync' pissed since I'm possibly OOCing him in that act. In a few minutes, we saw Major Legretta and Largo coming out of the tent. The loud-snoring Major, who's probably Largo's doing, crossed her arms as she tries to absorb the current situation they were all in .The stern-looking Largo, under Major Legretta's stern-control, held his huge scary scythe between the 2 thrashing generals in a distance. The haughty-snotty looking Asch, safe to say that he's under Dist's influence, stuck his nose up in the air while mentally accusing his opponent for being the one at fault. On the other hand the groggy-pissed up Dist, no other than Asch's control, balled his fists as he shot daggered eyes at him.
I secretively rolled my eyes at 'Me', who is undoubtedly Sync in command, apathetically gazing at Asch and Dist while arms crossed and rather irritated of the situation. I sat down from my place and supported my chin with an arm and let myself drown in my thoughts for awhile. I stared at my free hand and turn it into a ball of fist a few times before running it unconsciously running it against this broad chest of 'his'.
"Well that explains why they are flat in the first place…" I shakily mumbled as I stifle from chuckling before glancing back at real 'my' body. I just hope that we could get back to our 'normal' selves before we could ever get back to Daath.
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=-=DESERT OASIS=-=
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"*sigh* finally, we've arrived…" Dist composedly stated as he wiped out the sweat on his face. His fellow God-generals cautiously scanned the whole vicinity for any unusual behaviors.
"Seems like there's nothing wrong here anyway…" Arietta barked as she narrowed her eyes on every people she sees. "Tch… not a person hurt or even...troubled!" she gritted her teeth, her hands balled into fists.
"Don't jump to sudden conclusions just yet, boy" Legretta gently pats Arietta's head only to infuriate the wild child. "We haven't even inquired anyone about the matter yet" she lowly chuckled as she messes the pink-haired girl's hair a little.
"Largo, we need to act accordingly for everyone's sake!" ironically, Largo lowly whispered at Legretta. He face-palmed himself as he warned the blond-general. "Please don't address Sync as a boy since physically… he isn't." he added before rolling his eyes out of frustration.
"Ugh… why must this body be wearing a rather distasteful and heavy outfit anyway?" Asch puffed haughtily as he stared at his black and red oracle knight uniform. Dist shot his head at him with a rather pissed-off look.
"Shut it Dist! At least I do not wear flamboyant and feminine-looking clothes such as these!" he boomed harshly as he reluctantly point at the petal-looking ornaments adorned around his neck. Asch made an unusual eerie looking face as he glared at Dist.
"H-how dare you mock my taste of clothing!" Asch irked as he flails like a little child, much of Dist's infuriation.
"You 2…" Sync meekly muttered between the 2 fighting generals. "Y-You are scarring the people…" he timidly added as he…hugged Arietta's ragged doll. Pff... imagine that people… xD
The god-generals were being stared by the inhabitants of the oasis like they were some sort of aliens or terrorist. Some travelling folks were feared by their sudden appearances while those who managed the oasis started to panic.
"Now look what you 2 did…" Largo shot deadly glares at Asch and Dist. His grip with his giant looking scythe suddenly tightens. "You made the civilians uneasy of our coming…"
The blond-major lowly sighed as she calm her tensed-up comrade. "Let's split up into 3 pairs as we do inquiries on the civilians." She coolly said as she eyed everyone's reactions. "We have to finish this assignment quickly so we can have all the time to worry about this… switched-body issues." She continued before clearing her throat.
"I agree with Largo, the faster we finish this stupid assignment, the sooner we'll figure out a way out of this body-swaps…" Arietta collectedly agreed as she snatched away her doll from the tempest's embrace.
"And didn't Legretta told all of us to act accordingly in what bodies we're in?" she brazenly shouted at the green-haired boy.
"I-I'm sorry... p-please don't be so harsh at me, Sync…" the 'meek'-tempest pouted as he shakily grips at his elbows. Arietta mentally cursed the day 'she' was born after seeing the green-haired general cowering.
"Largo, let me assign who's to pair with whom here" the black-lion gape at the blond-general then at his comrades. Legretta nodded right away feeling the black-lion general knows what's best at this moment.
"Ok, let's get this over with quick…" Largo pointed the short-tempered Dist along with the narcissist looking Asch. "You 2 will pair up together and check for any unusual activity around the borders of the oasis" he commanded at them while neglecting their whines and insistences.
"Heh, sounds like a good idea, Legretta." Arietta snidely jeered at the recently paired generals as she flings around her doll in the air.
"Why thank you Sync…I'm sure you know by now to whom you are paired too, yes?" Largo smirked as he shot a rather smug look at the blond-general beside of him. The blond general, lowly chuckled seemingly knowing where this is going.
"Tch… I'm not that dense not to know…" the petite-general monotonously shot back at Largo as she rolled her eyes towards her presumed partner. The oblivious Sync shuddered before he shook his head at the side as he felt Arietta's sharp, crimson eyes rolled at him.
"Alright then, you and Arietta will inquire those who are travelling merchants around here while I and Largo will question the locals who manage the grocery." The black-lion finished dividing the group and giving their assigned tasks. He slightly thumped his huge scythe on the ground adjourning everything before them.
Dist suppressed the harboring resentment over Asch for moment as he dragged him out of the oasis despite the red-haired teen's never-ending whines and arrogance. After that, Legretta laid her stern-collected eyes at the dully-looking Arietta who was still flinging her doll out of boredom.
"I trust you won't slip up on keeping Arietta away from 'that', boy" she lowly muttered enough for the pink-haired child to hear. Arietta turned her head to meet the blond-general's gaze.
"If it's about the 'Arietta and the truth', I'm quite aware of that… 'Daddy'" she snidely mocked at her fellow general before glancing at the timid-looking Tempest who was wearily looking out of his surroundings. Legretta let out a curtly chuckle as she messes the pink-haired lolli's hair again.
"Largo, that's enough… let's start off by questioning those who are outside the grocery first…" the commanding black-lion boomed at the quick-blond general. "Arietta, if Sync makes fun of you again… Don't hesitate to report it to me, alright?" he subtly smiled at the mask-boy while patting the teen's shoulder
"Alright, Major… thanks for worrying." Sync faintly smiled back much to Largo's amusement. "I-Is there something wrong? Major?.." he meekly mumbled after hearing Largo's broad chuckle.
"Nothing's wrong, Arietta… it's just that, I rarely seen 'Sync' smiling besides his usual smirk despite it was your working…." The black-lion nodded at boy. Sync couldn't help but to bashfully scratch his spiky hair from the senior general's comment.
"Achoo!" the petite-goth general sneezed as she brusquely used her doll to cover her awkwardness. Sync and largo both shot their heads towards their female comrades while Legretta on the other hand, wiped her face from Arietta's sneeze. Both of the male oracle god-generals chuckled before they part for their own assignments
As for Dist and company... well…
"You savaged, insolent child! Give me back my revenge journal!" Asch huffed as he chases Dist who's riding on his recently fixed flamboyant mobile chair. "And how dare you ran off using my chair!" he snottily barked again, still flailing around as he uselessly pursues the cold-looking 'Rose'
"Ha! Don't forget that I'm 'You'! I can do anything I want with 'your' belongings Reaper!" Dist shouted back at the red-headed general in a rather arrogant and coarse tone than his usual sinister-creepy one. "And if you won't stop acting like that while you are in my body then I won't think twice of turning those precious robots and processions of yours to ashes!" the annoyed 'Rose' continued, still looking pissed at Asch.
Asch's eyes widens before haughtily huffing again. The triumphant Dist crossed his arms and grinned at the defeated 'bloody reaper'. It looks like they are doing 'fine' with their assignment despite having cooperative problems with one another. They were lucky that there weren't any monsters lurking enough so they have all the time to play around for a bit or do some thorough investigation around the borders of the oasis to check for any 'unusual activities' or something.
Now let's see what's up with Largo and Legretta…
"Oh you people are here for 'that'?" a middle-aged man howled as he pointed at the 2 senior god-generals, he was trembling as he does it. The stern-collected Largo raised a brow while the awfully quite Legretta shut her eyes.
"Yes, we were sent here under orders of the Order of Lorelei to investigate strange behaviors of those who are in this oasis, mind if you could fill us in what's going on with the locals or those who are here?" the black lion coolly said as he decided to sit down. Legretta on the other hand preferred leaning against the wall.
"A-As much as I want to divulge any info but… you people wouldn't even believe it…" the man bashfully said as shuddered before backing away from the generals. A middle age-woman, presumably the man's wife, dashes to the scene and helped his husband from the 'threat looking people'.
"MOMMY! Are they hurting you!" the woman wailed at her 'mother?' as she clings at his garments. Largo's eyes widens as he eyed closely at the woman. The blond-general clears her throat as she examines 2 presumed middle-aged couple for a moment then lowly sighed.
"Alfred, mommy's fine… now go out and help your father…" the man assured weakly upon the woman as he gently shoved her out of the room. Legretta shot glances at the pale looking Largo who was almost frozen at his place.
"I think that clearly explains everything, Legretta…" she lowly chuckled as she waited for the bulky general's response.
"So these people are also experiencing the same issues as us?" Largo, who still aghast, stammered as he look at his fellow comrade.
"I guess so…" she trailed as the door opened along with the middle-aged man.
"I-I'm sorry about that, A-As I was saying…" the man was cut-off when Largo intervened by abruptly standing from his sit.
"Sir, or should I say… 'Mam'… Tell us how you people got wrapped around with this incident clearly you are well involved to it!" The impatient black-lion coldly demanded as he slammed the desk beside him. The man cringed as he stumbles back on his bottom. The calm-collected blond general sauntered at his side and helped him get up from his place.
"Pardon for my fellow-comrade's manners but please cooperate with us." She muttered gently at the man as she motioned him to take a sit. "We also have some issues to take care of and somehow it coincides with 'that' problem you people are manifesting…" she prolonged before backing away from him as her fellow comrade starts to butt in.
"Largo!" the bulk-general shot a look at the blond general. Legretta slump her shoulders as she brazenly faces her tensed partner.
"Legretta, they are just civilians… handle them kindly if you please…" she calmly said. "I think I'll handle with this inquiry, how about you rest for a bit? It seems the heat must have wearying you down thus with your current attitude" she lowly chortled before turning towards confused-anxious looking man.
"urgh…" Largo stormed out of the place leaving the scythe and their sack of stuffs behind. Legretta shrugged her shoulders as she glanced at her flustered comrade. Once he finally left, she sighed furtively before starting her inquiry.
It seems that some of the locals are also experiencing the same situation with the god-generals. Now that the 2 senior-generals got a major-lead in their assignment and to their vexing predicament as well, let's all wonder how the 2 of their junior comrades are doing with their part, shall we?
"Arietta, would you stop moping around!" a shrilling-tensed voice boomed at the timid-masked general. The currently reprimanded boy shifted his foot backward to catch his body from stumbling.
"I-I would if you give me back my doll, Sync!" he submissively retorted as he tensely pointed at the doll Arietta was flinging around. The petite lolli-general grunted as she glared at the weak-looking Tempest.
"Idiot! Have you ever seen Sync the Tempest, cowardly cowering behind this stupid doll on the first place, huh?" she yelped back at the boy, her frail arms placed on her waist. "Or are you forgetting that you are in his body at all?"
The tensed-up masked general shook his head at the side and frowned. "I-I know that but… I-I'm not used to walking around without my doll around you see…" he weakly mumbled as he fiddles with his fingers. He shot glances at the aggravated-petite general who can't do anything but to groan on her place.
"You'll get your doll back as soon as we all get back to our normal bodies! Resist your stupid mannerisms for darn sake!" Arietta massaged her temples before setting her eyes towards a peddler drinking from the spring govern by an oracle priestess. She motioned Sync to look at the same peddler by thrusting her doll towards the direction. "Let's see what that guy has to say…" she gallantly went ahead leaving the green-haired boy behind.
"W-Wait up Sync!" he ran after the brazen wild general and reached to her just in time for Arietta to ask the peddler for some info.
"You there, you are a travelling peddler are you not?" Arietta asked in a stern tone before the recently quenched peddler. The peddler's eyes widen briefly then he shook his head on the side and dusted himself, he even applied something at himself, it was believed to be a perfume… the pink-headed girl backed away with disgust as she watched him briefly fixed himself. 'What the…'
"You guessed right sweetie! What can I do for such a cute little lady like you?" the peddler smoothly talked as he ran his hand on his hair after taking off his hat. Arietta cringed as she fisted her hands from annoyance after tilting her head down to the floor. Her partner beside her meekly blushed under his mask after he covers his mouth with his hands.
"What did you just called me!" she muttered in a rather cold but mild tone. A vein popped in her head much to the peddler's obliviousness.
"For you my pretty angel…" he avoided her question as he gave her a rose-shaped accessory and boldly placed it on the wild child's head. But before he could ever lay the ornament on her, she reflexively grasped his arm and twisted on the other side too weakly much to the peddler's awe. "W-what is this? the pretty angel takes the first move?"
"You are starting to get on my nerves, asshole!" she hissed at him before hurling her doll straight in his face. Sync gasped as he watched his comrade kicked the hell out of the peddler. When the other people started to start to freak out or stare at them with weird looks, he had no choice but to stop her before she ever crosses the line of notice.
"Syn— I-uh… A-Arietta! Stop!" he stammered as he held out his hands between the peddler and the furious Arietta. The peddler winced in pain before tilting his head towards the newcomer then towards his 'pretty angel'. He frowned at the green-haired teen in the end.
"This idiot just mocked me and you think I could just let him slip without giving him a piece of my mind?" she spat at Sync before roughly picking up the doll on the ground.
"H-He didn't sound that offensive any—"before he could finish his sentence, the peddler stood up from his place then shoved the masked-teen on the side. He balanced himself just in time to avoid stumbling back.
"Woah there little boy, who are you to bother my pretty angel's wrath of love to me?" the masochist merchant asked as he waved his hand away at Sync. Arietta socked him hard on the stomach when he suddenly touched her shoulders.
"I-I'm uh…" the meek Sync trailed off since he couldn't think of anything say at such short notice when out of the blue, Arietta fling arms and hugged him warmly. now the fun starts…
"Sync! That bastard touched me!" she cried against his chest as he embraced every inched of the tempest's torso. The baffled Sync was frozen at her comrade's sudden action same goes to the broken hearted peddler whose body seems to fade out of color.
"H-Huh?" he stuttered as he felt all of his blood rushed towards his face. Before he could say anything again, Arietta tilted her head just enough for him to see her eye's feigning in tears and hear her murmurs.
"…act with me so we could get this freak off …"
Sync hasn't yet completely absorbed what Arietta was trying to say to him when the peddler's colors came back to him and points a finger blankly at them.
"GAH! My pretty angel… don't tell me you are already…" the peddler collapsed on his knees as he couldn't find the strength to finish his sentence. He wished deep inside that he's assumptions aren't true but 'his angel' just confirmed it hard by simply hugging and crying at another boy's arms. The sight was too unbearable for his recently heart-broken soul to bear.
Arietta let goes of her flabbergasted comrade momentarily as she narrowed her eyes to slits towards the defeated merchant. She deviously snickered before she turns her head towards her still stupefied partner. She raises a brow as she waved her hand at him to snap him off his awkward stillness.
"…what are you dazing off? Deliver the final blow like saying back off or go to hell or something!" she muttered raspy between her sniffles as she snuggled back on the storm seeker's chest. Sync quivered as he felt his face hotter than ever. He trembled while putting his arms around the petite-wild much to the emotional merchant's further dismay.
"S-She's m-my c-companion so..s-so…" he stumbled between his words showing how unprepared he was on the current situation. The merchant couldn't handle the heart-breaking sight even the boy's no sensing explanations anymore so he stuck his arms to silent him before speaking up his mind.
"I-I see where this is going!... I swear I'll remember this y-you…mask-boy wonder!..." he wailed before dashing out of the scene. As he ran, something shinny fell out of his big bag which came to the green-haired general's attention.
"Wew… this time, you'll do the talking Arietta…" the pink-haired general sighed in relief. Sync hesitantly stared at her before saying something.
"U-uhm… S-Sync…" the timid tempest muttered.
"…What?"
"H-How long do you have to cling to me?" Sync bluntly queried as he shook his head at the side sheepishly. His face was rather red despite well hidden on his mask.
"…oh… sorry…" the over-confident pinkette moved away from the storm seeker after realizing she was still clasped on him. As soon as she got off of him, he walks and approached the glinting object that just recently dropped by the masochist merchant then examined it closely. Behind his mask, Sync's eyes widens as he recognized the peculiar shape, details and the name of the object in his hand.
"T-This look like the condiment shaker I found from the desert!" Sync's jaw drop while taking another quick inspect on the details of the item. Arietta furrowed her brows as she stared at the hysteric-looking tempest. She folded her arms after getting her eerie doll back from the ground. How many time does she have to drop her doll here?...
"You found a what?" Arietta made a face as she stared intently on the item her fellow general was hollering at. "A Salt shaker…?"
Sync unconsciously nodded before giving the item to Arietta. "Y-Yeah… the designs on this condiment shaker are no doubt to be the same with the one I found yesterday…" he slumped his shoulders before putting a hands on his chin. "Could this one be the pair of the other shaker?" he pondered before he glanced at the shaker on Arietta's hands.
"Who cares anyways? We dawdled too long and we haven't made any progress with our investigation." Arietta yelped before tossing the shaker back at the tempest. "We have no time to wonder over this thing and if you are thinking of returning it back to that idiot, do it when we're back to normal…" she added as she looked for another peddler to ask for a query. The condiment shaker was reflexively caught by Sync without breaking a sweat.
'W-woah.. did I just do that?...' Sync thought as he gave an odd look at his impulsive hands then sighed. Arietta has point there and he has nothing to say anything but to agree. Before he could follow his brazen wild comrade, he unconsciously shot back the spring where the peddler just drank. Out of the blue, something tugged on his lower abdomen which startled the frail-hearted storm seeker.
"..n-no…way…" he stammered before shaking his head away from the spring. "…I-I'm perfectly fine…" he said to himself, the condiment shaker trembled at his shaking fists. He shook the strange feeling aside as he strides towards Arietta who just bought something from the merchant.
"What took you so long, idiot?" the wild girl said as she gulps down the contents of her water bottle. Sync twitched as he stared wide-eyed on the bottle. Again, something jerked on the tempest's body again but this time it was somewhere father below his abdomen… believed to be in his pelvic region. =w=
"Uh…" Sync shut his eyes tightly; he slouch his knees feeling a bit uneasy and flopped his head towards the ground rather lifelessly. Arietta shot an odd look before she approached him.
"The hell's wrong with you?" she asked while eyeing closely her troubled partner.
Sync didn't look up nor said anything; he shakes his head right to left much to Arietta's puzzlement and annoyance. She huffily sighed and before she would say anything, a familiar husky low-voice called her attention from a distance.
"Arietta! Sync!" a stressed Largo called for them as he treaded towards them. His arms crossed while he has gruff look on his face. Arietta placed her hand on her hips while she briefly forgets her spaced-off partner.
"What with the crusty look, Legretta?" she snorted, only to receive a pinch on her cheeks by the bulky-general. "AW! What's with you?" she sorely grimaced as she slap his broad hand away from her cheeks. "That fucking hurts…" she glared oblivious on the fact that her sharp beady eyes are started to moisten.
"Watch your tone, Sync. A kid shouldn't be saying those things..." He strictly yelped, he caressed his hand that got smacked. "…especially when you are in a girl's body." Largo added as he narrowed his eyes on the spiteful child. He then averted his eyes on the green-haired teen who was slumping on his knees while staggering.
"Are you alright, Arietta?" the worried Largo asked at Sync as he lightly places his hand on his shoulder. The timid tempest jumped from surprise before he staggered backward.
"Agh!" he yelled before regaining his numbing senses. Sync shot his head up to look at the person who tapped at him only to see a baffled Largo and his partner looking at him strangely.
"She sounded rather fine alright…" Arietta derided after rubbing her pinched cheeks. Largo glared at her for a moment then confronted the troubled masked-teen again.
"What's bothering you lately? Did Sync here hurt you again or something?" Largo asked as he eyed closely on the green-haired general. Arietta's face twitched while Sync only shot him a subtle smile, a rather forced subtle smile if I may add.
"I-I'm sorry, I was just startled by your sudden appearance Major…" he stood up and waved his hands at him. Largo saw something on the tempest's hand and decided to ask about it.
"What is that in your hand, Arietta?" he asked as he pointed at the item he was holding. Didn't this happen before? The timid masked-boy inclined his head towards the item then gave it to his senior comrade.
"I-It's another pepper shaker I found lying on the desert yesterday, Major… I thought this may have been the same shaker with the one you got from me…'' Sync explained while he was still cowering a bit in pain.
Largo didn't mind his weird actions since he was busy studying the contents and the engravings on the condiment shaker. Arietta stared blankly at Sync before she approaches right beside him, she brought her bottle of water and drank again causing the troubled storm-seeker to hesitantly clutch his stomach and sent further shivers of his legs.
"I ask you again, what's with you lately?" Arietta whispered beside him as she wipes the rim of the water bottle. Sync inclined his face just right before he speaks his mind. The moment he saw Arietta fiddling with the water bottle, his knees gave in and drop on the ground. Largo quickly turned in their direction.
"S-Sync…. I can't seem to hold it…. much….Longer…" the tempest weakly muttered while he pants heavily. Arietta raises a brow before kneeling beside him while Largo covers his mouth as he starts to quickly understand what's off with their youngest comrade.
"W-What are you talking about?" the wild pinkette snapped at the wincing tempest. Sync weakly turned at her before he grasped Arietta's hands tightly to accommodate his aching…region. 8D
"…I… think I need… to p-pee…"
A/N: Congratulations for getting the Guess the soul-switched god-generals right: Twili Princess Hyrule Queen I'll PM you about your cookie xD and as for those who participated in guessing, I should thank you all as well ^0^ I'll be PMing you guys about your consolation cookies ok so wait for me ;w; and as for the right answers:
Legretta - Largo the Black Lion
Asch - Dist the Reaper
Largo - Legretta the Quick
Dist - Asch the Bloody
Arietta - Sync the Tempest
Sync - Arietta the Wild
I'll be doing another guessing game again on the next chapters because they don't stick around much longer in their bodies as long as they have Legretta's sandwiches xD Those who have participated can participate again hahaha lol ;3 oh yeah if you read this before reading the whole chapter then I hope the answers above can help you understand why is Dist acting like that and Arietta going Wild and stuff ^^ and guide you who's talking as timid Sync and snotty Asch pff…and yes hope this answers why they are quite OOC too T^T that's all for this chapter! See you guys on the next chappie! I wonder how will Sync and Legretta handle Arietta's current situation… tsk tsk… I'm such a sadist lol. Blame my writer's block for this D8 –runs away from the pitch-forked god-generals
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