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I just hope to be able to deliver to you people what you like so much.
Sincerely,
Christoph Zar
Chapter Three:
The Prelude to the Party
Greetings people of the world. I would like to bid thee a pleasant good morning.
Or, in the case of those who are experiencing the afternoon sun, good afternoon.
Maybe even evening for our other fellow readers gathered before the computer at the moment.
And as for those who have decided against sleeping for the sole purpose of reading this story, I strongly suggest that you go to sleep first. Oh, I am honored for you, whoever you may be, that you would go to such lengths with the intention of reading my little bundles of software, programmed to look like ink on paper, but I must strongly suggest against it.
I wouldn't want you to end up short, like some people I know.
Isn't that right, Toph the Trickster?
Now, let us try to recall what had transpired during our last visit to the famed Ashford Academy:
When we last left our Student council, I am sure you remember that the transpiration of a party had just been made known to the members of our favorite student body collective.
Please allow me to tell you that if you do not recall anything, not even the vaguest of concepts, I do suggest that you backtrack, and go through the previous chapters again.
Unless, of course, you would rather be dammed to darkest depths of hell...
… figuratively, of course.
~ TtT ~
Forgetting my redundant self in the depths of madness, and revert our full attention to lives of our friends, or idols, whichever you deem better,
"Alright everyone," The, overly, perky voice of Milly Ashford echoed through the board room. "The Party will start at seven in the evening, on the dot. You had better be there, or your weekend is forfeit. I seriously need some help getting some things ready for Foundation Day."
I could distinctly hear the words "What kind of things?" from the large group of underlings.
And for the fourth time in this story I say:
How rude.
And looking at Milly tells me that she is feeling the same thing, albeit, expressing her frustration in a different manner:
Imagine a gigantic, two stories to be exact, Milly with glowing red eyes, fangs, and a very dangerous looking fist, looking down at you while speaking, in her most tone: "Do you really want me to elaborate on that? It would be in your best interest to just show op, and have a good time, don't you agree?"
Ah, a true leader. The very thesis of the saying: 'speak softly, but carry a large stick.'
A resounding voice echoed through the crowd of lower members:
"YES, YOUR MAJESTY!!!"
What would Lelouch's reaction to that be, I wonder?
~ TtT ~
Ah, but let us not stray from our purpose now.
Let us go to where our friends have seated themselves. A good half-hour had now passed since the meeting had been adjourned, and the heads of the student council, minus Milly and Nunnally, were now gathered in the boardroom.
But they never really leave now, did they?
Wait…
Why am I even bothering to ask you? You're the one listening to me right?
Anyway:
Gino Weinberg, the knight of three, was in a dilemma, one that you would least expect him to be in:
Gino Weinberg, doubt me if you will, was in need of a date to the party that night.
It wasn't that he was incapable of charming a girl, oh no, he was, in fact, capable of causing some to swoon. He was on the same level as Lelouch and Suzaku in terms of looks, and even more so in terms of charm.
Now, that was all well and good, so if getting a girl was not the problem, what was?
Do I have any answers?
…
I'm waiting…
…
The room, I am currently in, is silent, other than the air conditioning and the background music, that is, but that doesn't count.
Allow me, then, to tell you:
Gino Weinberg, much like Lelouch, was having trouble finding a girl who would not throw themselves at him.
I mean really, it just seems so difficult for a heartthrob to find a decent date these days.
"Ah…" Gino sounded, feeling great relief at the sight that greeted him:
At the other end of the table, were seated the "Ladies" of Ashford Academy:
Nina Einstein,
Shirley Fenette,
Kallen Stadtfeld,
Anya Alstreim.
Milly Ashford and Nunnally vi Britannia were out, so they could not have been there.
Thinking about it, why has no one ever told me that the way I seem to enumerate these names, in every chapter so far, seems foolish and redundant?
…
The ranting seems to be getting the upper hand of me again.
Gino made his way to the group of girls, knowing that they would not fall to infatuation. Hanging around all of the school's heart throbs on a normal basis will make any girl immune to their charms, well, at least the ones that they exude normally, that is.
Being on the receiving end of romantic feelings from one of them, well, that is something else entirely.
"Hey gals." Gino called nonchalantly, as he approached. Suzaku and Rivalz seemed to have found interest in what was happening, and made their way to the congregating group as well.
"Gino?" Kallen, the more alert among the girls gathered there at the time, was the first to respond to the greeting. "Oh, hey, how are you?" she replied in an equally nonchalant voice, but, not having anything else of interest to look to, she gave the knight of three her full attention.
Kallen, for the most part, never really found interest in Gino Weinberg, but, due to the lack of things to do, decided to humor him
Ah, what we do for the sake of escaping boredom.
"Ah, fine." Gino stole a glance at the other girls.
Shirley was deep in thought, thinking about her crush, no doubt.
It was very common knowledge that she wanted to go with the Black Prince, so it didn't help her, in any way, that he was absent again.
Gino looked to the other two remaining girls, as though looking for any indication of interest in the exchange.
I felt as though it would have matched better if Gino didn't like to talk to Kallen, as what the other two girls were doing would have made the situation perfect.
Allow me to explain:
Let's say Gino was stuck talking to Kallen, whom he never enjoyed the company of, so, he looks to Shirley, who he finds is too deep in thought to be bothered. Due to that circumstance, the knight of three looks to Nina Einstein, only to find her speaking quietly on the phone.
Contacting her date perhaps?
Certainly not something we would have expected of Nina Einstein during the time preceding the Black Rebellion, but, then again, she was living in a different atmosphere at the time.
This situation, I shall remind you, is very different from then.
Now, returning back to the actual story, where Gino and Kallen are on good terms.
Gino decided, out of curiosity for the most part, looks to his friend and colleague, Anya Alstreim. Then, he finds her fiddling with her phone, somewhat.
Gino took a careful glance at the younger girl's facial expression, and finds her quite thoughtful.
Imagine that: Gino Weinberg, the ever cheerful Apollo, actually taking consideration of someone's face before remarking.
Maybe, I should get my video camera?
Wait, that wouldn't work. I'm only looking at letters.
Not to mention the fact that I don't have a video camera either.
"Hello?"
…
Anya was talking to someone on the phone, and everyone in the room seemed interested.
Why?
The Ashford Academy Student Council was not made up of ignorant fools, I will tell you. They didn't get their positions through fame alone; they managed to do their jobs, and complete any tasks that were assigned to them. All of them had, at least, an above average intelligence quotient, and, of course, knew how to put two and two together.
One: A party was just announced, one involving Britannia's royal family.
Two: There was only one person Anya would go with to any party in high society.
Therefore: We have our answer!
Please take note of the following, one-sided exchange if you wish to find out:
Oh, and before I forget, you shall only know of Anya's side of the conversation
"Do you know?"
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"Of course the party."
…
"Why do you think?"
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"Who else would I go with?"
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"No, I do not. So?"
…
"Alright then, I'll see you later, bye."
She put off her cell phone, and deadpanned to her surrounding friends, who were, unsurprisingly, still staring at her.
"You can stop staring now," she decided to take out a notebook, and scribbled something down. "You'll all get to meet my fiancée later tonight. So will you quit doing that?
"It's rude."
Yes, quite rude indeed.
~ TtT ~
So this leaves us where we are now, with everyone looking for dates, or, in the case of others, discussing the details of the coming activity, we return to the state of consciousness at the half-hour prelude to the party.
Gino, dressed in nobleman's garb, was already heading to the house of his date,
Kallen was waiting for hers,
Suzaku was already on his way to the Imperial residence, alone,
Nina was getting dressed at the Lab,
Milly was putting on her Makeup,
Rivalz was getting his hair gel on,
And Anya was already in deep conversation with her fiancée, as he waited for her to finish dressing.
Yes, they were in the same room...
... while she was changing.
Everyone was now preparing for the party.
~ TtT ~
Except two specific people, who had just returned from a whole-day outing.
I will let you tune in, if that is at all possible, to their words, but I shall make no commentary…
Alright, maybe only a little, for the sake of narrating their actions
I'll let you figure out who said what.
"Ah, it's good to be back." He said as he lay down on the bed.
"Are you that exhausted?" She said, while looked around the closet for something to wear.
"Just spending a whole day with you is exhausting," he told her, nonchalantly. "Taking you on a date is something else entirely."
"Although you say that, admit it: you enjoyed yourself."
"Whether I did, or did not is not of importance here."
"So are you saying that you did?
…
"I'd like an answer, thank you."
…
Nothing...
...No answer?
Or maybe I just refuse to let you know.
Although I ramble and rant, there are just certain times where I am downright evil.
Good day.
So that ends this installment of The Perfect World.
I would like your guesses on the following:
who is Anya's fiancée.
who, among the notable members of the student council, is going with who.
Please tell your answers through your reviews. I tried to give you all some hints, vague as they may be.
So…
Please review…
Sincerely,
Toph the Trickster
