Hey, want to read an awesome fic? Try Coeur Al'Aran's Relic of the Future. Of course, if you're here, you've probably read it. In that case, tell your friends about Relic of the Future, then once they have read it, tell them about this spin-off The Ashari Files.
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Emerald Ashari was a growing girl. She was still amazed by how much she had grown since being picked up by Jaune. She had things now! Things like her own room and a soft bed and three full meals a day.
Things that helped her grow noticeably in height and girth. Most of the time, she adored this fact, because being big and strong meant she was useful to Jaune. But growing up came with its own drawbacks as well; one of which was that Emerald's clothes did not grow with her.
Mostly, Jaune was quick to get her new clothes when she needed them, but one article of clothing she didn't need. Thus, she was hesitant to ask to replace it when she outgrew the garment.
She balled up the offending fabric, holding it tightly in her arms, and went to find Jaune.
This was hardly different from getting her a cake, right? It should be more reasonable, even, since clothes could be used more than once.
Jaune was in the kitchen, eating from a bowl. The man looked up when he heard footsteps and saw Emerald approach him. She was holding a creamy white material behind her back and biting her lip.
"What's that you got, Emerald?" He asked, setting his food on the table and turning toward the girl.
Gently, Emerald brought the fabric forward to show him. The material unfurled to reveal a fluffy dressing gown. "It's too small." She said simply, her eyes pleading.
"Oh," Jaune blinked, "Then how about you let me finish my lunch and we'll head out to get a new one, okay?"
Her beaming smile was answer enough, he decided as she ran to put the old dress away. It looked like they were going shopping today.
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Based on Chapter 10. Emerald has a cream-colored gown that she likes to just wear.