Important Info: This Meta Knight is based on the anime, Hoshi no Kaabii, where he is more of a father/teacher figure to Kirby.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to their rightful owners/creators.
Golden Laced Ink
Sum: Time will tell.
~~~~~~~~MarthIkeMetaKnight~~~~~~~~
The Star Warrior gently pulled his cape around his body, as he walked down the castle corridor. Kirby's training was going smoothly this week. He was a quick learner, but tended to still overlook the deeper meanings behind it and forget the smaller details upon mastery.
But he was still a young puffball, and Meta Knight couldn't really fault him for that. So, he continued to train the young Star Warrior. He was teaching him the finer points of swordsmanship, with help from his two squires of course. Bun had mentioned wanting to learn how to fight, but Meta Knight refused it. Mostly due to the boy's immaturity.
The knight opened the door to his room and closed it softly behind him. His gaze roamed the room, noting the smooth sheets of his squires, and absently nodded, pleased.
His eyes lingered on a cherished box, partially hidden in the bookcase. It held memorabilia from his time as a Star Warrior and a handful from a more recent time. Amongst the items were two pictures; one of a puffball with ears and a curly hair and the other a blue furred jackal and the other depicting himself and two swordsmen hailing from different worlds. He was once again struck with a thought to frame the latter. The puffball eventually looked away and moved towards the lone desk. He let go of his cape and with a small hop was now sitting on the ornate chair, a gift from Sir Ebrum and Lady Ebrum.
Meta Knight sighed, before pulling out a book from one of the draws. Opening it up to yesterday's observations, the puffball began noting Kirby's performance from today's training. Ever since their return, the Star Warrior had been keeping track of his student's developing skills, intending to identify weakness, strengths, and patterns that he could rectify, improve upon, and point out flaws. He grabbed a pen from the draw and began writing.
Sword and Blade were patrolling the castle, and Kirby was once again playing with Fumu and Bun, so the knight was blissfully left alone. The scratch of pen against paper was the only sound as minutes passed by. Eventually, Meta Knight laid the utensil down and leaned back. He blinked, before watching the pen roll off and clatter to the floor. The Star Warrior frowned, knowing that his desk was perfectly even. He sighed, and scooted away from the desk, intending to retrieve his pen only to pause. There, lying beside the utensil was a cream colored envelope. The Star Warrior gently grabbed it and the pen before righting himself back on the chair.
His heart picked up as he scanned the letter; only his name in golden laced ink.
Meta Knight grinned behind his mask.
~~~~~~~~MarthIkeMetaKnight~~~~~~~~
Ike sighed. Tellius was safe, but the Greil Mercenaries had been constantly hassled by the people, in hopes of obtaining their services. And more importantly his services. After all, who wouldn't want the hero not only of Crimea, but all of Tellius at their beck and call? So he left, Soren and Ranulf in tow.
The mercenary sighed and let himself fall to the ground. He stared up at the passing clouds, wondering where they would be going next. The trip through Haati Desert had been brutal, and they were lucky Queen Nailah offered them the much needed reprieve on the other side of the sand. That was about two months ago. Currently they had settled down in a small farming village. At least until wanderlust touched them again and more importantly winter had passed. As if hearing his thoughts, the wind picked up, sending a chill threw him. Ike pushed himself up, least Soren come looking for him and chide him. He probably would have to start using his thicker tunics and pants. He wondered if he and Ranulf should go to town and purchase winter clothing and boots. But if he was thinking of this, then that meant Soren had already considered the seasonal change, set aside the necessary amount of money (and a little extra for his estimations), calculated how long the trip would take (there and back), and had already discussed it with Ranulf. The swordsman stretched once more, feeling the wind die down and pick up, before returning to the small stone structure they called home.
"Hey Ike." The cat laguz greeted, standing before the fire place. "Getting cold out there."
"Yeah, winter's ready to hit."
The two made small talk, until the pot of water boiled. Ranulf added some herbs and let it stew a few moments longer before pouring the tea into three cups. "Soren, got some tea! Man, no wonder he's so pale, keeps himself locked away with those books."
"He's passionate about them."
"Yeah, well...I guess if he wasn't he wouldn't be the snarky, little, tactician we all love." The laguz replied, and sat down at the table. "Hey, I caught some hare for tonight."
"Some?"
He snickered, "Like seven of them. Trust me Ike, they're big." Just then, Soren emerged from the back. Ranulf rested his chin on a hand. "Yo, Soren. What's up?"
"I found this amongst my books." The mage held up a letter.
"A letter?" The laguz questioned, seeing the envelope. "What, you got a secret admirer already? We've only been here a few months and you're already breaking hearts."
"I do not have an admirer and if I did, I would say they would be more of a stalker. It was in my book."
"Ooo, creepy." Ranulf shuddered, passing the mage a cup of tea.
"It's of little consequence, as it is addressed to Ike." Soren commented, though his voice became tighter.
"So Ike has a stalker?" The laguz questioned, eyeing the note more intensely.
The mercenary took the envelope away from his tactician, wondering if they would have to deal with a stalker or not. However, upon seeing his name written in golden ink, he smiled.
"No, Ranulf. No stalkers."
~~~~~~~~MarthIkeMetaKnight~~~~~~~~
Marth stretched. He could hear Cain mutter something, but was too exhausted to really focus. He'd been up all night watching over his niece while his sister and husband were away. He closed his eyes, a hand ran through his hair (careful not to askew the crown on his head), and he sighed, listening to the mumble that was his second adviser. The Emperor of Akaneia was shaken awaken much to his surprise. "Oh, Jagen..." He rubbed at his eyes. "How long have I been asleep?"
The elder smiled at him. "Not too long, Emperor."
"Don't worry, Sire. All of the lords and ladies have been sent home. Jagen and I have already begun scheduling the next court meeting, as well as the upcoming celebration of Lady Minerva's birthday."
"You know she will not like this." The Emperor of Akaneia said, unable to hide the amusement in his voice and eyes.
Cain shrugged. "Of course, but it won't change anything."
Marth nodded, knowing that Minerva would hate the attention yet, she would appreciate the effort her friends put into it and the reminder that she was cared for.
"Go and retire for the afternoon, Emperor." The elder knight advised. "We will have supper brought to you in your room, this evening."
"We'll handle the rest." The former knight of Altea said, agreeing with Jagen.
"Thank you, both of you." Marth clasped Jagen on the shoulder. "What would I ever do without either of you?"
The worn knight shook his head, a tiny grin on his face. "That is best left untouched."
Bidding the two farewell, the swordsman strolled back to his bedroom. He paused to gaze out the large windows adoring the hallway, watching the clouds roll by, the sun shine down, birds fly through the air. "Perhaps a picnic is in order..."
"Marth."
He looked up to see his wife, holding their niece. "Oh Shiida! Would you care for a stroll and meal outside today?"
"A picnic? I would love to, as would Lilan." She smiled and tickled his sister's daughter, making her laugh. Marth was once again struck with how beautiful she was. "Oh, before I forget..." She shifted the weight of the little girl and produced an envelope.
The Emperor of Akaneia held his breath, as he attentively took the letter in his hands. Bright, golden laced ink greeted him.
Marth let out a quite laugh.
Now this is just my hope. My hope that we see all three of them in SSB4. However, I have the sinking feeling that we will only see Marth, and maybe Meta Knight (who'll have a different move set; I don't understand the whole thing with MK and tier lists...but whatever...) I believe that Ike will be replaced with the newest main character from the new FE game, or we will see the return of Roy, but that's less likely (in my mind) than seeing Ike again. Either way, I still hope to see the three of them again. And yeah, I play all three of them. 8)
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It's been a full year since I first published this collection of oneshots. I was struck with the idea of what their friendship was like considering in the Subspace Emissary they show a strong camaraderie. So I began writing these. At first I had a handful of these written out (about five to seven), I forgot them for a couple of months before finding them again and deciding to post them and sparking my interest once more.
I wasn't sure where I was going, just knowing that I wanted to show how their friendship developed and how strong it is and how they interact. It was also a bit of a challenge to myself as I've strayed more towards a cohesive story...that is, staying in certain limits of the world and keeping characters in character (all of which is debatable as the way I would view the Smash world and the Smashers as 'in character' may differ, but I digress).
I had never imagined it would become what it is today (about 329 pages worth including author notes!). I can't thank you guys and gals enough for taking time to read these! I appreciate the reviews and the sole fact that you took time out of your lives to actually read these!
Now, about the status of these oneshots...as of right now, I have no intention of updating these and due to a combination of...life necessities, and the difficulty I've been having in ideas for them, I'm considering this collection complete. Looking at the coming months, I feel that I wouldn't be able to keep up with life and updating these weekly and that would be unfair to you guys and gals.
I'm actually impressed with myself at these and the fact I was able to (basically) write and post one a week (and a little extra). If inspiration strikes I will add more, but again any updates will be few and far in between so as of today 'You, Me, and Him' is complete.
One more time...Thank you all for reading, faving, and following 'You, Me, and Him'! I just...I just can't thank you guys enough!
Read on! Write on!
ZeroGravityDog
