AN: Well, as my precious little sister would say, "OH MY CHOCOLATE-FUDGE SUNDAE!" Holy cow, I never dreamed this story would get such an overwhelming response! I truly expected this might make a couple of people smile and that'd be the end of it, but NO! You all have encouraged and supported me throughout the past two months and even sent me PMs begging for more. Well, who am I to deny my fanbase? :P I hope this chapter makes you all as happy as the first one did. I'm kind of scared it won't measure up, since it didn't have any "inspiration" as the first one did (the deviantart picture I mentioned). This chapter came entirely from the confines of my mind (which I highly recommend you don't investigate too thoroughly. There are really scary things in there.) I also apologize that it isn't exactly timely. Yes, I do realize that Christmas was almost a month ago, but hey, this is the LOL-universe. For all we know, maybe they celebrate Christmas in the middle of January (not likely, but possible). Besides, I thought it'd be fun to incorporate some snowdown costumes. Sue me. Anyway, like I said, this story is all me. I do NOT however own Winter-wonder-Lulu, Pix-the-poro-fairy, Bad-Santa-Veigar, Earnest-Elf-Tristana, Teemo-the-Hated-Yordle-Bearer-of-Poisoned-Mushrooms, Bandle City or anything else specific in this story. All I own is the story plot itself. Oh, and I own the totally unoriginal name of "Aidar," which you'll encounter a couple of times in here. Warning, the beginning of this story is a tiny bit sad and angsty. I promise it'll end happy though, just not necessarily with a "happily-ever-after." :) Well, that's about it for an introduction, I think I'll go ahead and let you read on for now. Sorry if it sucks! :(


Christmas in a Winter Wonderland

"Phew, finally got the head straight up there," Lulu said with a smile. Pix grinned and flew around the now complete snowman again and again. "Pix! Slow down, you're going to make me dizzy!" Lulu called. The fairy paid no heed to her words, and instead continued zipping around merrily until he accidentally collided with Lulu, pushing her to the snowy ground below. The two friends laughed cheerfully and decided to make snow fairies so long as they were down there. (Snow angels were so… unoriginal.)

Finally, after waving her arms and legs about for a while, Lulu stood up from the frozen ground and surveyed her surroundings. All-in-all, it was a beautiful Christmas day. All around the woods sounded a myriad of songbird melodies and the chattering of squirrels. The vague scent of pine lingered in the air, probably from the evergreen trees hiding the woodland creatures. Three snowmen, all made by Lulu, stared back at her with eyes made from colorful pebbles she'd collected before the snow came. Around the snowmen, thousands of tiny snowflakes fell from the sky, covering the woods surrounding Bandle City in a soft, white blanket. Normally, Lulu would've loved to see the pure blue sky, but today dozens of puffy, white and grey clouds shrouded it from view.

A gust of wind suddenly whisked through, pelting Lulu with the cold. She drew her blue fur coat around her tighter, and adjusted the crowned hat atop her head. Turning her ocean-blue eyes toward the sky, the yordle picked out a low hanging cloud spitting snowflakes onto her braided blue hair. With a chuckle, she teasingly tried to throw a snowball at one of the lower hanging clouds. The snowball went up a little ways before plummeting right back down into her upturned face. Pix panicked and tried to dig Lulu's face out before it froze. In a brief moment, his friend's face was exposed again. Lulu just laughed and said, "Yep, that tasted purple!" Pix stuck his tongue out at her and threw a pixie-sized snowball at her cheek. The two laughed as it struck, dissolving into dozens of tiny snowflakes once more.

As the two frolicked about in the snow, Lulu heard a familiar voice calling, "Hey, Lulu!" Turning toward the voice, Lulu spotted another female yordle with blue skin and white hair. She wore a green elvish suit with a matching hat and boots.

"Tristana!" Lulu exclaimed, quickly jumping up and down to wave at the other yordle. "Merry Christmas!" Lulu called.

"And a happy new year!" Tristana called back as she drew closer, so that the two could communicate better. "So, Lulu, what are you up to out here today? I figured you'd be travelling. You know, most people go to see their family or friends on Christmas," she replied with an innocent smile.

Lulu frowned as tears came to her now blue eyes. Her eyes tended to change color sometimes based on her mood. As winter approached, and especially as it got closer to Christmas, they always turned a deep blue, representing her sadness. Lulu had no family left, and her only good friends were Pix and Veigar. (Though, of course, that last one was still a BIG secret. Veigar wouldn't have it any other way.) This time of year reminded her of happier days, days from long, long ago. She looked sadly at the snowmen she'd created. Well, actually calling them "snowmen" didn't exactly do them justice. They were more like snow-sculptures, and incredibly realistic ones at that.

The largest one was a little taller than Lulu with a fox-shaped head and ears. His mouth was set in a firm line, but Lulu could still just barely remember the warm sparkle in her father's eyes, the sparkle that belied the caring heart behind the face that seldom smiled. In a way, Veigar reminded Lulu of her father. Veigar almost never smiled either, at least not in innocent joy, and he certainly never let anyone see him doing it. But Veigar's eyes had the same sparkle as her father's. That was why Lulu initially never gave up on befriending him. She knew that shimmer well, and was certain Veigar couldn't be all bad. Her father certainly wasn't. No, her dad might've appeared gruff and mean on the exterior, but Lulu remembered many, many times when his hard countenance had melted, usually when she caught him staring lovingly at either her mother or one of his two children. Lulu self-consciously rubbed one of the two fox ears atop her head, her only inheritance from the elder yordle.

A slightly smaller snowman stood beside her father's replica, shaped more like a diminutive human than a fox. This snowman was female, with long hair and a kind, warm smile. Lulu's mother was probably the most beautiful yordle in the whole world, at least in Lulu's mind. She'd had soft purple skin and hair like Lulu's, and the most beautiful amethyst eyes anyone could imagine, with no animal traits. The thing Lulu remembered most about her mother, however, was her infectious laugh, echoing like wind-chimes in Lulu's memory. Lulu fought the urge to gaze at her own skin. It honestly hurt to see herself in the mirror. If Lulu's eye color ever changed to purple, as it had once since she'd met Veigar (right after he'd kissed her and agreed to become her friend), she looked like a carbon copy of her mother. That was just too much pain to bear; hence the reason that in many of her costumes, including the one she now wore, she tended to transmogulate her skin color to a peachy tone, rather than her usual lavender. At least that way, she didn't look quite so much like her beloved mother.

The last snowman, though the smallest, was her very favorite. It looked like a fox cub, a perfect miniature version of her father, but with the biggest, goofiest smile anyone had ever seen... her baby brother. Lulu poured all her magic into making it as lifelike as possible. The only problem was the color. Her brother's fur wasn't snowy-white. It was cerulean-blue. Her precious little brother, Aidar, had been her best friend. They'd gone on many "adventures" through the woods together and shared the same vivid imaginations (though Lulu's did slightly surpass his sometimes). Her brother surpassed even her own silliness though. It was so hard not to laugh at her brother's antics; even their generally stern father tended to break down at the sight of little Aidar banging into everything in sight while wearing a pot over his head and a blanket tied around his little shoulders.

Lulu tried to hold back the tears as she thought of her now long-dead family, but couldn't help herself as the tiny droplets fell, turning to snowflakes as they left her face.

"Aw, that's so cute, Lulu! Your tears turn into snowflakes!" Tristana said, a little too upbeat to notice Lulu's depression. Well, that and no one had ever seen the typically happy-go-lucky girl the slightest bit upset, let alone weeping. It never registered to Tristana that Lulu might actually be upset about something.

Unseen, and a far distance away, a figure clenched his hand tightly. Who in the hell could call such an innocent yordle's tears 'cute?' Doesn't any other yordle besides me understand pain when they see it?

Unaware of the silent observer, Lulu tried to hide her anguish behind her usual veil of silliness as she replied, "Oh, yeah, isn't it the bestest? And with this new winter wonder costume, Pix is a poro! Doesn't he look adoribus?"

"He sure does," Tristana replied, grinning at the fairy-turned-poro. She laughed as Pix flew up to her and gave her a gentle pinch on the cheek. "Well, see you later, Lulu! I'm headed over to Teemo's for a Christmas party! Merry Christmas again!"

"Yeah, merry Christmas," Lulu replied, watching sadly as Tristana skipped away, the tip of her elf hat swinging back and forth with every step she took.

Lulu turned away from the disappearing figure and gazed sadly at her snow-family once more. Without a word, she reached out to touch her fake baby-brother's face.

"You look a lot like the she-yordle."

Lulu jumped in surprise and turned to see… "Santa?"

The short, bearded man laughed beneath his red, fur-trimmed costume and said, "Don't be ridiculous." Veigar removed the beard from his costume and smiled at her as he added, "It's just me."

Lulu grinned and said, "Sorry, Veigar. Your costume is pretty convincing."

"It had better be. No one's supposed to know I'm close to you," Veigar replied as he put the false beard back on, not so much to hide his identity, but rather to hide the emotions threatening to appear on his face. "If anyone dreamed the dreaded master of evil had a weakness…" he whispered softly, tracing Lulu's wet cheek as he did so.

Lulu blushed, but smiled up at her friend. Veigar pointed to the snow-woman and asked quietly, "Is she your mother?"

Unspeakable sadness filled her heart as she gazed at the snowmen and replied, "Well, yeah, I guess. Or at least, she's the closest thing I'll ever see to her now. The big one beside her is my father. And… this is Aidar, my little brother."

Veigar nodded and wrapped his arms around her as she burrowed into his body, seeking his warmth and comfort. "Do you do this every Christmas?" he asked.

"No, I used to go visit their graves. It's just… I didn't feel like I was spending time with them there, you know? It feels like they should still be alive, walking around somewhere, waiting for me to come home. I know they're not, but that doesn't change anything. I just can't seem to wrap my head around them all lying under a gravestone. I can understand this though. At least this way I can sort of see them. I can pretend they're here with me."

Veigar hugged her a little tighter and said, "Why pretend?" He lifted her head to face them and said, "They're a part of you." He traced her ears and said, "See? Here's your father." He stroked her chilled cheeks and said, "Here's your mother." Then he leaned in and quickly pecked the tip of her nose. It was so silly and unlike Veigar that she couldn't help but laugh. As her laughter finally died down, a dazzling smile remained on her face. "And that is your brother's smile." He wiped away the last of the tear trails on her face and said, "Don't dwell on the past, Lu. They would want you to live and be happy here and now."

Lulu cuddled a little closer and said, "Wow, I didn't think you were capable of saying such sweet things… at least outside of pretending," she added with a wink.

He grinned devilishly in reply and said, "You tell anybody, and I swear I'll make you pay."

"Really?" she replied giggling. "Oh Tristie!" the little girl called out on the off chance that the other yordle was still around.

Veigar tackled Lulu to the snowy ground and replied, "You know, you really shouldn't have done that. Now you'll have to face the consequences." A sparkle entered Veigar's eyes as he started tickling her mercilessly. Her laughter echoed through the forest surrounding them. The girl managed to choke between giggles, "Veigar –hee hee– STOP! –Haha– I'm gonna pee!"

"Then promise me you won't say a word," Veigar replied, still tickling her mercilessly.

"Okay, okay, I –hahaha– I promise!" Veigar finally relinquished her and stared down at the yordle. If Lulu could've seen behind the Santa beard, she would've wondered what exactly the starstruck look on Veigar's face meant, and why his mouth was slightly upturned. As it was, she wondered why his eyes had softened and what the shimmer in them meant. Did it mean the same thing as her father's?

Veigar didn't know his face had softened as it had. The back of his mind was busy thinking about the strange fire he felt raging in the bottom of his belly and whatever gremlins within him were tying his insides into knots. Most of his attention though, was focused on how he was, once again, atop the most beautiful and perfect yordle he'd ever seen. But this time, there was no one watching and no pretending…

"Veigar? What is it?" Lulu asked, shaking him slightly from his reverie.

Veigar sighed quietly. Lulu was his friend, not his girlfriend. Even though the pair had been friends for several months now, Veigar had never once expressed an interest in Lulu as anything more than a friend... well, not besides that one kiss, but that was a fluke! Once upon a time, he didn't think he'd want a friend. Now though, it was getting harder and harder to understand how he'd gotten by without Lulu. He could tell her anything, and she always kept his every thought and deed secret. She'd been careful to obey his wishes that no one find out about their friendship, despite her constant teasing. He found that it felt relieving to speak to a yordle with whom he had so much in common. Banishment, loneliness, ostracism, and the yearning for a better world united them. They had different ideas of how to make that world, but they found it so easy to set their differences aside rather than continue on alone again. All that was to say, Lulu was a perfect friend, not his girlfriend. He definitely didn't want or need one of those… hang the temptation.

Nonetheless… this sort of opportunity didn't knock twice. He wouldn't push it too far, but a simple…friendly-ish… gesture should be fine, right? He looked down at her and reasoned he didn't care if it was okay or not. He was evil; she knew that going in. She was his friend, so he'd never betray or hurt her, but he might occasionally take advantage of her. That's just the price you pay for befriending the master of all evil. With that in mind, he pulled off the beard and leaned down to kiss her gently. Lulu melted and kissed him back, feeling butterflies invade her stomach as she did so. After about a minute, Veigar pulled back and helped Lulu back to her feet.

"That brought back memories," Lulu said with a chuckle, remembering when they'd pretended to be girlfriend and boyfriend for the sake of a plan for vengeance.

"It certainly did," Veigar replied. "All of them were pleasant, I hope," he added, looking at her with the sparkle in his eyes again.

Just like Papa, Lulu thought, but all she said was, "Definitely. Your plan was truly magnificent, you know?"

Veigar cracked a smile as he recalled their last adventure and all that had come because of it. "Yeah, it was." He frowned slightly, remembering what he'd witnessed before he revealed himself. "You know, I actually came out here to put another evil plan into motion. Would you like to join me, for old time's sake?" he asked, his eyes now twinkling with mischief.

Lulu grinned wickedly and said, "Sure, but on two conditions. One, no one can get seriously hurt or killed, and two, Pix must come with us."

Veigar frowned. "I accept, but I really wanted to put Teemo in some level of pain…"

"Then let's go bruise his ego; that's always safe!" Lulu replied with a chuckle.

Veigar tried to formulate a new plan, one that incorporated Lulu and Pix but didn't cause any permanent damage. His smile widened as he thought of an idea and whispered it to Lulu.

"Oh! Oh, that's diabolical!" Lulu exclaimed. "I love it!"

"Then let's get busy," Veigar replied. He carefully pulled Pix out of the air and whispered the idea to him as well. Pix gave Veigar a salute and, after Lulu transmogulated him to hide his wings, Pix raced off into the distance, toward Teemo's house, where the yordles assumed the Christmas party was happening. Meanwhile, Lulu and Viegar started collecting as much snow as they could get their hands on.

After a few minutes, Pix arrived outside the Teemo's cottage and made a small, pitiful yelp.

"Teemo, did you hear that?" Tristana asked from inside the cozy, little cottage, suddenly turning her head toward the door.

Teemo, who'd just about worked up the courage to kiss her (finally!), replied, "No, I didn't hear anything, Trist," and started to pucker up again.

Tristana put her hand up to his mouth and said, "I'm serious. I think I heard something outside. It sounded scared." She shoved Teemo aside, stood up from the couch, and walked over toward the door, grabbing her gun as she went, just in case. Upon opening the door, she saw Pix (whom she mistook for an ordinary poro) looking up at her sadly. "Aw, cute little guy. Teemo, come here and take a look at this!" Tristana called.

Teemo whimpered silently to himself about missing his chance, but walked over to Tristana. Admittedly, his heart melted at the sight of the poro.

"It is cute," Teemo replied with a smile, "but what's it doing so far from home?"

The poro barked a little again and nuzzled against Tristiana's leg.

"It acts like it's a pet, not a wild poro. I bet someone left it at their house to go visiting for Christmas and it got lonely," Tristana reasoned.

"That makes sense," said Teemo kneeling down to pet the adorable, little thing. The moment he took his eyes off of Tristana, a snowball pelted him.

"HEY! Trist, that's not nice!" Teemo cried turning to face her again.

"I didn't do anything!" Tristana replied defensively.

"Who did then, the poro? No one else is here," Teemo replied, rolling his eyes.

"I swear, I didn't do it!" Tristana replied. Teemo gave her a suspicious look. Tristana just rolled her eyes and reached down to pick up the poro. Another snowball hit her as she did so. "WHAT THE? TEEMO!"

"I didn't do it!" Teemo said, a bit too smugly for Tristana's liking. (AN side note: I'll let you decide for yourselves who hit Tristana here. :) )

"Hee-hee-hee."

Tristana and Teemo looked at each other. "Did you hear that?" Teemo whispered.

"Yeah, someone's out there," Tristana replied. Two snowballs plastered both of their faces at once.

"That's it! Let's go get 'em!" Tristana yelled.

"I'll scout ahead; you cover me!" Teemo said, as he charged into the wooded landscape, with Tristana following close behind.

Veigar grinned and pelted Teemo with another snowball before running further into cover. He needed to lure them further out, toward Lulu.

"It's Veigar!" Teemo called over his shoulder to Tristana, catching a glimpse of his Santa hat and suit.

"No, it's Santa! Merry Christmas, you made the nice list!" Veigar yelled back to him, pelting him with another snowball.

"Shoot him!" Teemo called as he tried to clear his face off.

Tristie fired a round from her gun, which Veigar barely dodged.

"HEY! I just threw snowballs! NO CANNONFIRE!" Veigar called, privately thanking his lucky stars that he hadn't been hit.

"Serves you right for trying to wreck our Christmas!" Tristana called ahead as she reloaded.

Almost there, Veigar thought, grinning. Come on, Lulu; you're up once I jump this snowdrift. Veigar leapt up over a pile of snow and out of sight.

"Come on, Trist!" Teemo called back and he leapt over the snowdrift as well. Upon landing, he saw nothing but an army of snowmen, at least thirty of them, spread throughout the clearing. His jaw dropped and his left eye began twitching slightly. When did all these get here, and how am I ever gonna find Veigar with all these scattered around? he wondered, as it was slowly approaching nightfall, making it difficult to determine which figures were snowmen and which were real.

Behind the wall of snowmen, Lulu and Veigar chuckled as quietly as possible at Teemo's befuddled face.

"Over here!" Veigar called to get Teemo moving again. Shaking his head to clear his earlier confusion, Teemo dashed into the snowmen toward Veigar's voice.

"Transmogulate!" Lulu whispered, changing Teemo's form as he ran, without him noticing.

"Teemo? Where are you?" Tristana called as she cleared the snowbank.

"Transmogulate!" Lulu whispered again, repeating the spell on Tristana.

"Over here!" Teemo called. He popped out of the snowman wall toward Tristana's voice only to see… "Veigar!" Teemo whispered angrily darting behind a snowman again. He rolled up a snowball and hurled it at the mage.

Tristana saw Veigar too, hiding behind part of the snowman army, and dodged a snowball headed for her. She rolled up a snowball of her own and threw it at the fugitive. "As you would say, 'Give up now!'" Tristana called. The snowballs continued flying back and forth as Lulu and Veigar watched from a safe distance.

"How long do you think it'll take them to figure out you whimsied both of them to look like me?" Veigar asked, chuckling at his two lookalikes (Tristana and Teemo) trying to pelt each other with snowballs.

"Who knows? That spell should last at least ten minutes," Lulu replied, winking at him.

"Are you sure you have enough magic for the grand finale?" Veigar asked.

"Yeah, I know I do. I just need a few minutes to recharge," Lulu said. "Besides, once Pix gets back here, he can help me."

At the sound of his name, Pix came flying up to Lulu, giving her a quick, sloppy kiss on the cheek. Lulu chuckled and said, "Okay, Pix, pay attention, we need to be ready." Pix obediently focused on the scene before him, chiming excitedly.

After a few minutes, Veigar pointed and said, "Looks like it's almost time." Sure enough, Lulu's whimsy wore off, revealing Tristana's and Teemo's true identities.

"Trist?" Teemo asked in surprise.

"Teemo?" Tristana asked, equally confused.

"It must be some new black magic spell of Veigar's," Teemo reasoned, snapping back to his senses.

Tristana nodded and said, "Oh, just wait until I get my hands on that creep!" At that moment, each and every one of the snowmen transformed, via Lulu's whimsy magic into a grinning 'Bad Santa' Veigar. Thousands of Christmas ornaments (a special form of Veigar's dark matter spell) rained down from the sky all around Teemo and his girlfriend as Veigar's evil cackle echoed from everywhere around them.

"Retreat!" Tristana cried, racing back to the house. "There's too many!"

Teemo agreed and raced after her, too frightened to hear Lulu and Veigar laughing hysterically at the fear in the other yordles' faces.

"We really need to make a habit of this," Veigar choked between fits of laughter.

"Yeah, it's so fantabulous and fun!" Lulu replied, still giggling herself. "Though one day, maybe we should give Teemo a break…"

Veigar shot her a look of something between disbelief and hurt.

"I was only kidding!" Lulu replied, giving him a playful wink.

"Thank evil! I hate that guy!" Veigar exclaimed.

Lulu laughed and gave him a tight hug. "Thanks for making my Christmas special," she said.

Veigar blushed and said, "D-don't be ridiculous. I didn't do it for you! I did it because it wrecked part of Teemo and Tristana's Christmas!" He'd never admit it, but it actually was all for her, just not in the way she figured. Yes, he'd involved her so she could (he hoped) have a good Christmas. But moreover, he'd attacked Tristana's Christmas for revenge. She might not have meant to hurt Lulu, but just the same, it wasn't an offense Veigar was willing to forgive. The fact that it caused his arch-nemesis, Teemo, a headache was just a bonus.

"Maybe you didn't do it for me, but you still included me. I haven't spent Christmas with anyone but Pix and my memories in a long, long time," Lulu replied, feeling a slight depression come over her again.

"… Hey, Lu, would you like to spend the rest of Christmas with me?" he asked softly. "I know it's short notice, but I really didn't have anything else planned. I mean… Neither of us really has anyone else to visit."

Lulu grinned and said, "I'd like that very much."

Veigar smiled a little in kind, offered her his arm (which she gladly accepted), and led her through the snow toward wherever his destination lay. Lulu didn't care where he took her, just so long as she got to stay with him a little longer. Pix rolled his eyes and followed along behind them.

They walked on in silence for a while before Lulu spoke up, "So, Santa, did I make the naughty list or the nice list?"

Veigar smirked and replied, "Hmm, well it's definitely close… perhaps a little too close to call. After all, while you're usually as sweet and innocent as a poro, you've not only befriended but aided a known criminal and the self-proclaimed master of all evil not once but twice now…." He stopped walking and looked at her, the smirk still lingering on his face, not that she could really tell from beneath the beard. "Do you have anything you'd like to do or say to sway my opinion one way or another?"

Lulu blushed again and reached up to remove the false beard. Then she leaned in close and kissed him gently on the lips. Veigar sighed and kissed her back, wrapping his arms around her protectively as he did so. After the longest and sweetest kiss Veigar had ever had in his life ended, all he could do for a moment was stare in shock at little Lulu, who had once again snuggled up to his chest. Funny, he didn't remember hugging her….

"Sorry, Santa," Lulu said, snuggling even closer. "But I won't stop helping Veigar, and I can't stop being friends with him. I need a friend, and so does he. I don't care if that puts me on either the naughty list or the nice list; I am going to stay with Veigar. I… I need him."

Veigar stroked her hair affectionately and declined his head slightly to press a velvet kiss atop her head. "He needs you too, Lu. I'm sure you made the real Santa's nice list, but to me, you have just the right amount of evil."

She grinned up at him, causing Veigar to stare at her face in wonder, noting a small transformation.

"Hey, Lu… not that I dislike your normal eye color, but you do look truly beautiful when your eyes turn purple like that."

And Lulu blushed, from her neck all the way up to the tips of her ears.


AN:

And "TADA!" I really hope you guys like it... Please tell me your thoughts in either a PM or in a review. Just remember, I'm a noob, so please don't flame me, especially without giving me some kind of reason. If you guys hate this, then I'll rip it down and instead just leave the earlier one shot which everyone apparently adored. (THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR ENDORSEMENT BY THE WAY! SERIOUSLY, AS A NEW AUTHOR, IT IS MUCH APPRECIATED). Anyway, I am going to leave this story marked as complete, since every story I post on here could be considered a stand-alone "one shot," but if you all would like I will still consider adding more chapters to this story. They will all be VeigarXLulu centric, though other characters might make an appearance. And now to address my vocalized fans individaully...

GoG ToXiC: I'm glad that you liked the story! :) And while I felt the "heated" section might not have had the smooth transition I wanted, I went ahead and included it since A) I feel like Lulu could conceivably get herself into that situation without 100% realizing what it was she was in for and B) I needed to throw in something believeable, but hopefully shocking enough that it could've helped glue the spies to the scene. I'm not a perfect author, but hopefully it was at least a good enough transition that it made sense. And yes, Teemo needs all the just deserts he can get, mushroom planting monster. (on a side note, does ANYBODY like Teemo? I find that I have an almost unhealthy liking for seeing him getting tormented...)

Winkleson: Thank you so very much for your well wishes and review. Best of luck to you in love, life, and literature as well. :) I hope this chapter pleases you as well.

Reazale: I'm so thrilled you liked the story. Thank you so very much for your review. The story is now marked complete, since I could potentially end the story anytime I suppose, but if this chapter receives as much support as the first, I might just have to continue. :P

Chromyx: Dear Mordekaiser indeed! I was SOOOOOOOO nervous when I posted this story about putting Veigar in a "Love" light. How exactly does one take something that evil in character and yet make him capable of "loving" or at least "liking" someone so different? I think I did a good job in the first chapter, though I'm not so sure about this one. Keeping Lulu in character is a bit of a challenge in and of itself, but keeping VEIGAR in character is a ****ing nightmare! Anyway, to wit, I'm glad you liked this story. It is encouraging to know that even someone who doesn't typically like a pairing like this found it adorable. :)

Chzcake: Well, now you know what happens. :) I've tried very hard to keep Lulu and Veigar's personalities in-tune to their lores and game selves, but I also tried to give them a little more... fleshing... than we see in the game (come on, they only say a few lines, not much to work with, which proves to be difficult whenever they're placed in non-game settings). Hopefully this chapter also kept them IC.

A Dota 2LoL hybrid: And voila! You have been presented another chapter! :) By the way, Veigar is one of my favs too. (Though Lulu is definitely my very favorite, sorry, evil master).

Uvon: I thank you for your kind review. :)

Hades'-Worst-Nightmare: Thank you for your kind words about the story. :) I will agree that Veigar looked a little girly in the picture that originally inspired this fanfic, but oh well. No one has any REAL idea what exactly he's hiding beneath that cap, so I say the artist can do whatever he/she wants with it.

Guest: I hope this relieves some of your suspense. :)

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Remvis: Thank you very much. :) I agree that Veigar would definitely try to ignore Lulu as long as possible, but no matter what tactic he used, I don't see Lulu being easily persuaded to leave him alone. In fact, if anything she'd probably get more insistant. Inevitably at some point, Veigar would almost have to break down and let her in. Who could say no to something that adorable forever, right? :P

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Eagle Wolph: Yep, I'm a girl. :P Don't worry, I'm not a sexist. Call me dude or guy all you want; I don't care. :) Anyway, thanks for the kind review. You jumped on the bandwagon just in time to be included in my little update. :) I hope you like this chapter as well as you did the first. :)

Everybody who favorited/followed/bookmarked: I am so glad you liked my story. :) Please, if you feel inclined, leave me a review or a PM telling me why you liked the story. I'm new here, so I'd like to know everything I'm doing right and wrong. Don't worry, I don't bite, promise!

And to the entire community: I apologize that this chapter didn't have as much "fluff" as the last one. As I sort of implied when speaking to Remvis, I think it would take a while before Veigar truly let Lulu in. It was okay to make them do cute stuff in the first chapter, because they were just pretending at first, and it was okay for Veigar to be "loving" after that because it confused the heck out of poor Lulu, which was no doubt partly his intention (sick little evil mastermind that he is). This chapter contains no rationale for pretending to be touchy-feely, nor does Veigar possess the same motive as before to kiss Lulu. She's done with the kiss-and-diss shocker. If it happened again, Lulu isn't going to feel any more confused. I was able to slip in the romance-y stuff that I did because A) Veigar definitely strikes me as a selfish character. If he wants to kiss the girl, HE'S GONNA KISS THE GIRL. He's too selfish to back down for something as petty as how she might feel. B) Lulu is still very much nieve in her mindset. To her, these kisses may truly be nothing more than a gesture of friendship. (Of course, they certainly are something more, but Lulu doesn't necessarily know that). I also imagine Lulu to be pretty impulsive. She probably acts/speaks first and thinks about whatever just happened later. If it crossed her mind that she'd like to show Veigar how she felt in some tiny way, she might find the kisses/hugs to be the perfect method of communication. In future chapters, time will go on and Lulu will be better able to wriggle her way into the cracks of Veigar's hard heart. When that happens, then there can be more fluffy stuff. :)

That's all for now, folks! This is Vitalus signing off...