Lucina Reacts to Beach Episodes!
A/N: Welcome, one and all, to Lucina Reacts! Now, I'm going to take time out from my usual cheery/self-deprecatory attitude to rant; for those people asking about new chapters, I'm currently on vacation and enjoying my summer, as well as having other things and trips to do which will take time out of fanfiction writing. While I still enjoy writing it, I must ask that people not ask for update times, as I'm finding it hard at the moment to keep up a schedule. It doesn't get the story updated faster, so please, be patient and I will attempt to write to the best of my ability!
Now that we got this far too serious note out of the way, let's have the fanservice!
DISCLAIMER: Fire Emblem belongs to Nintendo, otherwise Reflet would have her own amiibo.
All mentioned franchises and characters belong to their respective owners.
The sun was beating down upon Ylisse that day, and all felt it keenly- the lucky ones were merely drenched in sweat, and the less so were utterly exhausted, splayed out on the cool grass in the futile search for anything cool to take comfort in, or clutching at barrels of stored rainwater and stale ale for any drop of moisture they could bring down into their mouths.
Such was the case with Cordelia and Sumia in the palace courtyard.
"Good gods..." Cordelia collapsed onto a bench in front of the palace doors, wiping her temple of sweat and resting her javelin on the side, placing her palm on her cheek. Her normally pale skin was rouged with the heat, and her hair was slick with sweat from the effort of training and the extreme heat.
The falcon knight groaned. "It's sweltering out here. Barely survived through training..."
Sumia rested her head on her friend's shoulder, her eyes closed as she breathed heavily. "Yeah...it's too hot to do anything outside..."
"I just wish Miriel would get that air cooling device she was talking about finished...then this would at least be tolerable..." Cordelia complained.
Sumia shook her head. "It blew up."
"It blew up?!"
"I...don't know how, but it did." The queen explained. "I don't even want to know how..."
Cordelia closed her eyes, sighing. "Is there nothing else we can do?"
A shadow suddenly came between Cordelia, Sumia and the sun. Reflet stood between them, a beach umbrella in her hand, with the butt planted into the ground. She stood triumphantly in front of the pair, her free hand on her hip.
"Of course there is, ladies!" The grandmistress announced triumphantly. "We could all go to the beach!"
Sumia held up a finger. "But the best beach in Ylisse was closed because...I don't remember why, but it got closed by something."
Reflet scoffed, holding up a golden debit card, marked with the logo of the Antic Order. "Not necessarily, no."
Cordelia chimed up. "What do you intend on using that for?"
"Why, getting us a nice private beach in the Outrealms- no pesky bandits like in that one DLC, so we can enjoy our day out." Reflet explained, winking. "Well, I say get, but I'm just bribing the Anna in charge of it."
Sumia gazed at her gratefully. "You'd do that for us?"
"Yes, totally. Besides, I've wanted to break out my nice swimsuits for the last year." The grandmistress explained. "Truth be told, this heavy coat's starting to chafe on me. I kinda want to run around barefoot on sand and stuff. Haven't done that since Vacuo. Hehe...I really need to get in touch with Cindy again, she was a fun girl..."
"Vacuo?" Cordelia tilted her head curiously.
"Not important. Anyway, Sumia, dear, could you get everyone ready? I'd imagine they'd be happy to get gone of this heat."
The queen stood up quickly. "That sounds wonderful! Let's do that! You're a lifesaver!"
"Among many other things." Reflet replied with a smirk. "Come on, let's get ready! I'd rather not stay in this sun any longer!"
Later...
"Reflet invited everyone to come to some beach Outrealm with her?" Kellam inquired, towering over Robin, Lucina and Morgan. Sumia nodded eagerly.
"Yeah! You guys should get ready! Come on, get up!"
Lucina held up a finger. "Wait, Mother."
"Yes?"
"Does that mean I have to...wear a bathing suit?"
"...of course! What else do you wear to a beach?" Her mother responded eagerly. Lucina turned red, looking away in embarrassment.
"...o-oh..." She stared down at her chest mournfully.
Robin's eyes widened, looking over at Lucina. "...b-bathing suits? I-I mean, no, can we not wear something else?"
Morgan raised an eyebrow. "Father, did you just imagine Lucina in a bathing suit?"
"No! Why would you s-say that?! I would never p-picture Lucina in a thin, revealing bathing s-suit...h-her perfect...s-skin...revealed..." Robin sputtered out, shaking his head. Lucina's head turned towards him, shocked.
"R-Robin! N-Not in public!" The princess cried, before placing her hands over her mouth. "I-I mean, n-no!"
Sumia rolled her eyes. "Oh, calm down. I've heard of what you think about Robin's body, you're not exactly clean of perversion, Lucina~"
"MOTHER!"
Kellam grumbled. "Like mother, like daughter. Anyway, does anyone else know about this?"
"Cordelia's telling everyone else." The queen stated. "She's at Miriel's house now, I think, telling Ricken and Miriel about the trip."
The knight cleared his throat. "Your Majesty, you'll forgive my rudeness, but I don't think bringing a mad scientist on a beach trip is an entirely good idea."
"Oh, don't be silly, Kellam! It'll be fun!" Morgan pleaded. "Besides, it'll be a chance for you to take that armour off and impress all the girls. And the boys, too."
"I'd rather not."
"Oh? Do you have someone in mind? Oh, oh, is it Maribelle? Panne~? Stahl-"
Robin cleared his throat rather loudly. "Morgan."
Kellam, however, seemed impervious to the tactician's ribbing. "You just go on thinking that."
"So there IS someone!"
Sumia giggled at her granddaughter. "Well, I'll leave you two to get ready. Morgan, Kellam, should we leave the two lovebirds to get dressed?"
"At least...I still have my m-more conservative clothing..." The princess sighed in relief as the knight and her daughter filled out of the room behind her mother.
Robin seemed disappointed for a second, before looking up. "O-oh...yes, that's a good thing."
"...is your nose bleeding?"
"I-It is? Oh dear." Robin stared at the slow trail of blood snaking down his lip.
"Did you hit your head, Robin? I-I'll get some ice!" Lucina stood up.
Meanwhile, outside the room...
"I suspect...somewhat ridiculous events are at work, and Reflet will likely attempt something at the beach." Laurent explained to his companion Nah. The mage had his hand cupped on the door to Robin's room, eavesdropping on the plan- he had followed Sumia ever since she'd said Reflet had invited everyone to the beach.
"I would estimate the probability of Reflet planning some sort of antic to be near certain, and so we must move quickly.
I am, of course, aware that we do not have Miss Fiora nor, as a result, Miss Artemisia's talents to assist us- Lady Emmeryn is currently hosting the two as to assist in her recovery-, so it will just have to be our duty to monitor her antics, Nah. Do I make myself clear?"
"...y-yes..." The manakete's voice seemed unusually shaky. Laurent paused briefly.
"Nah? Are you hurt?"
"N-no..." The mage immediately turned around to look at her. The girl had her arms wrapped around her chest nervously. At the gaze of Laurent, she immediately lowered her hands by her side, looking up at him.
"...Nah, are you feeling alright? Are you ill?"
"I am...I am fine." Nah breathed deeply, mastering herself and regaining her composure. "I was just...concerned about the dress code of the beach, that was all. I was concerned that we may lack appropriate clothing. As it is in the tropics, we cannot simply wear the same clothing we do in Ylisse, and I am not sure I have the right clothes."
"That is fine. I can acquire some clothes for both of us that will suit the climate." Laurent reassured her, adjusting his glasses. "...Nah, why have your cheeks turned red?"
"N-no reason..."
"You've grown a fair bit after the war. Most women's clothing should fit you better now- knowing you're about my height, I may have to ask-"
She pressed her hands around her ears. "Okay, okay, I get it! Can we just get ready for the mission?"
"...you seem...unusually agitated, Nah, but I can attribute that to the heat." The mage coolly concluded. "Very well, perhaps Lady Cynthia will be will be amenable to lending her clothing to you, but we must hasten; I expect the party will be leaving for the beach soon."
Half an hour later, at the palace gates...
The message had been delivered to as many of the Shepherds as possible- Emmeryn and Gangrel were left out for obvious reasons, among others- and so most of them were on their way to the palace gates, there to make their way to the Outrealm Gate and then to the beach.
Among those gathered were Cherche; having brought with her five hampers of homecooked food for everyone, a very cautious Kellam who was holding Morgan's coat up, shaking it to make sure she hadn't smuggled anything with her, and Miriel.
Miriel exhaled sharply. She held a heavy suitcase in her right hand, with her left adjusting her glasses over the bridge of her nose, a slight frown on her face.
"Your Majesty..." The mage began, looking over at Sumia. "You know, I have done several studies in to the health effects of being exposed to the sun, and I discovered that the potential for certain cancers will increase when spending extended durations of time under direct sunlight. As I am aware of the potential debilitating effects of such cancers, I believe it would be better for my health to stay ins-"
"Oh, don't be silly, you'll be fine!" Sumia reassured her. "You're not going to die from a little sunshine! Come off it, Miriel! And what's that suitcase for?"
"I will be using some specialised devices to calculate the interval between oscillations originating from the gravitational force of the lunar body of Ylisse, arriving at the littoral zone we shall be occupying."
The woman stared at her confusedly. Laurent, who was carrying his own suitcase, sighed.
"My mother will be measuring the frequency of tides hitting the beach."
"Miriel!" Sumia cried. "We're not here to measure the marigolds!"
The scientist looked over to Chrom for assistance. "Your Majesty?"
Chrom, the mighty Exalt, slayer of gods, whose name was sung in Ylisse and Valm in praise, merely shrugged powerlessly. "...Sumia's right, you should come with us. It can't be healthy to stay inside all day and do research on whatever you do."
Reflet smirked. "Chrom?"
"Hm?"
"You're whipped." The grandmistress mimed herself cracking a whip to emphasise what she meant. The Exalt raised an eyebrow. "...whipped?"
"That, I'm afraid, I cannot translate. I do not speak the dialect of Ylissean Reflet insists on using." Laurent remarked drily.
Lucina chimed in. "D-do we have to wear bathing suits?"
"Well, you're not staying in clothes that dark in the sun, are you?" Reflet inquired. "Unless you want to stay here and burn in Ylisstol with nobody around?"
The princess exhaled, defeated. "...fine..." She looked down at her chest again, ashamed, before huddling herself. Robin placed his arm around her.
"Don't worry, Lucina, it won't be that bad..."
"...I-I'm not embarrassed! T-that's absurd!" Lucina cried. "I-I'm just...a-a little...unused to it..."
"A-as am I..." The grandmaster admitted shyly.
Todd chuckled. "Well, I've been dying for a little sand and sea here. This coat gets a little stuffy. You guys see Severa or Noire anywhere?"
Robin briefly looked around, shaking his head. "Why? I haven't-"
"If you were expecting us to come dressed for the occasion, Todd, you're daft." Severa remarked as she walked into the palace grounds, Owain and Noire tagging behind her. She lugged a huge bag along the path seemingly without effort.
Todd raised an eyebrow. "What's all that?"
"A few bathing suits. I can't pick just one." Severa stated, staring at him. "Are you mad?"
"A few? Try enough to clothe the whole of Ylisse and then some, looking at the size of that thing."
"And you would know anything about fashion?"
"I know enough to know what's practical, and lugging ten tons of clothes around isn't."
"I tremble with excitement for our expedition to the realm of oceans!" Owain declared proudly. "I tremble also with fear, for I know not how I can restrain my excitement without risking utter destruction."
"That's not the only thing that needs restraining." Severa remarked snappily. Reflet sighed.
"Severa, just pick one. Todd or Owain? You can't have both and we don't have enough time for you to snap at both."
"Me? Pick one of those i-idiots?!" The mercenary stared at her, sputtering slightly, her cheeks reddening slightly. "H-heh. N-no way."
Noire frowned, hugging her arms around herself. "I...I want to go home now..."
Todd spared Noire a brief, apologetic look. "...don't worry, it won't be that bad. You can even stay up on the beach. You don't need to go into the water."
"I-I suppose..." The archer looked around nervously. "G-good point. T-thanks, Todd..."
The tactician sighed as he looked around. "Speaking of which, anyone seen Libra or Tharja?"
"I am here, Todd." The priest emerged from the palace, adjusting his usual robes. "Tharja will be down shortly, but she insisted everyone go on ahead. I will wait for her here."
"Excellent." Reflet adjusted her robes and moving up the strap of her bag. "Well, shall we get going? I think we shouldn't be keeping everyone waiting too long."
Sumia began walking towards the gate, turning to the grandmistress. "Lead the way!"
As the gathered Shepherds began moving out, Laurent turned to Nah and Kjelle, clasping his hands together.
"Remember. We are not there to have fun, we're there to ensure Reflet does not attempt to do some sort of antic." The mage explained.
"And I thought I got a break from training." Kjelle remarked. "I didn't cut out a valuable day from my training schedule just to watch Reflet do things, you know."
Nah was looking at the bathing suit Cynthia had lent her and was currently in a bag at her side. "Um..."
Laurent turned to her. "Something wrong, Nah?"
"I'm just...not sure this bathing suit could be considered a suit...are you sure this was Cynthia's?"
"She handed it to me." The knight stated. "I'm pretty sure that's hers. Even if it isn't exactly...modest."
"A-alright..."
The mage inhaled deeply. "So, are we ready?"
"Yeah, sure. I just want to ask, are you sure you're not overreacting?" Kjelle inquired. "It's not as if it's impossible Reflet's doing this without an ulterior motive."
"The probability of that is almost miniscule."
Nah raised her finger. "She...raises a good point. We could be seeing something in nothing."
"I doubt that Reflet would dare pass up an opportunity to do something imma-"
Cynthia poked her head out from around the wall. "Hey, guys? You coming or what? We're leaving soon."
"Just a moment, Cynthia. We were just discussing what to do at the beach." Laurent responded. "We'll be there shortly."
"Alright! Don't be late! Last person in the gate's a stinky egg!" With that, the princess bobbed away from the trio, completely unaware of what they were discussing.
Half an hour later...
Reflet was the first one to step out of the Outrealm Gate leading to the beach Outrealm. "We're here, guys!"
Robin and Lucina were the second people to step out from the portal, beholding the beach.
It was a long, pristine beach, the sand almost white above the water littered with only a few sea shells. The beach itself extended well beyond the border of sight, and the water was almost sparkling, a bright azure. Higher up on the beach itself, there were several huts, staffed with whom appeared to be Anna sisters, with one stall purporting to sell food and drinks, and others serving objects called 'surfboards' and 'diving suits', as well as a couple of seemingly residential huts and one large one, with the label 'Changing Rooms' on top of it.
Lucina breathed in deeply. "...it's beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. Why did you invite us here?"
"You like? It'll cost me a fortune to pay for it, but it's coming out of...um...hm...he did say it would come out of Tohsaka's money, so eh, it's all good." Reflet chuckled. "I felt like doing something nice for your guys for once."
One Anna did indeed approach them, grinning. "Hello! How may I help you today?"
"We're buying the beach out for one day. Debit card, please."
Anna produced a strange contraption. "Alright, hand it over."
Todd, having stepped from the Gate, raised an eyebrow as his mother passed her card over for Anna to charge. "You take debit cards?"
"Well, we used to only take gold, but taking direct debit from our more modern customers is far better for business. We can expand our services, you know?" Anna explained, chuckling. "At this particular establishment, we take payment in Ylissean sovereigns, lien, yen, dollars, euros, credits, septims, drakes, rupees, ducats, florins, macca, galleons, gil, pounds, simoleons and Pokedollars, too.
And if you don't have those, we have a nice travel bureau five minutes away on foot."
Robin scratched his head. "The only currencies I know from those are sovereigns and rupees."
The Anna serving them smiled. "Alright. Miss Reflet, you're a regular visitor, so you know where to get the keys for the changing room. You can all buy refreshments and such at the huts to your left, and I hope you enjoy your day!"
Vaike leapt out after them, grinning. "Hell yeah! Teach totally digs this! Come on!"
"Don't forget Gregor!" The mercenary roared after the younger man. "I am in need of...ahem...light refreshment. Did merchant woman say where beer can be bought?"
Cordelia strolled out next, with Lon'qu following silently behind her. She turned to Reflet.
"Where are we to get changed?"
Reflet pointed over at the hut. "Over in the big hut. Boys and girls get changed in separate rooms. And Vaike, no peeping or I swear I'll turn you into a frog."
"W-what? No, I'd never peek! Vaike doesn't peek at pretty girls! What're you talking about?!" The fighter protested his innocence.
Sully emerged, rolling her head on her neck. "Hell yeah! Now this...this is my kinda place. And don't worry, Reflet. If that perv catches a peek, I'll make sure he won't be seeing much of anything. Or feeling much of anything, for that manner."
Vaike swallowed nervously, before scampering off to follow Gregor to buy beer.
Lucina turned to her lover, exhaling. "I...suppose we should get changed quickly, yes? I'll see you in a little, Robin."
"You too. Remember, i-it's not that...embarrassing, we'll all be in bathing suits." The grandmaster reassured her with a smile as she began trudging off to the changing rooms.
'I-It's...not that...' The princess thought, sighing to herself.
In the women's changing room...
Cordelia studied the strange cabinet in front of her- it was fashioned from metal, with four slits cut in the upper half where she could see into the cabinet, and a lock of some sort sealing it tight. "What is this?"
"It's a locker, Cordy." Reflet explained. "You put all of your stuff in there when you change, and nobody can steal it. It's like a chest. Only taller."
Aversa, who had come along, scoffed at the bathing suits her compatriots brought along.
"My...you people lack imagination." The sorceress remarked. "I chafe at the thought of wearing proper attire for bathing, but I cannot see how you all dress so modestly."
Lucina stared at her like she was insane. "T-these bathing suits are too revealing! F-far too revealing!"
"If you're scared Robin will see something, I'm surprised he hasn't already seen everything." Reflet remarked. Aversa grinned.
"Oh? Lucina, you sly minx-"
"I-I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING INDECENT WITH HIM OKAY IT'S NOT LIKE THAT" The princess cried, blushing profusely.
The sorceress sighed deeply. "Ah, well, young love. Soon enough, you two will be doing far more...indecent things than a mere romp in be-"
"Be silent, you oversexed deviant." Tharja remarked, stepping into the changing room and shutting the door behind her. "I don't know how Robin puts up with your nonsense."
"Tharja dear, I am shocked you think my dear brother would think of hurting poor little Aversa..."
The witch glared at her. "You're insane."
"My, the pot calling the kettle black." The sorceress retorted. Reflet, however, frowned.
"Tharja, you seem more pissed off than usual. Which is a shock, knowing that's impossible under normal circumstances. What's up?"
"Like you'd care." Tharja scoffed dismissively. "It's none of your business."
"Wow. And to think two months ago, you tried to kidnap me. You really got over me quickly. I'm hurt." The grandmistress clutched her chest, chuckling.
Tharja shook her head. "Say what you will. I'm going to get changed quickly."
The witch stormed off towards the stalls in which all the people were to change. Reflet spied Maribelle's eyes following Tharja.
"...you know what's wrong with her, Maribelle?"
"I haven't a clue." The noblewoman explained. "Why?"
"You were just staring at her like-"
"Maribelle!" Lissa's voice cried from the back. "Do you mind tying this up for me? I can't seem to reach behind my back!"
The noblewoman blushed immensely. "...u-um...Y-yes, o-of course, Lissa! H-how could I say no?"
She immediately glared at Reflet. "Don't you dare assume anything perverted."
"I didn't say anything~" The grandmistress responded, whistling innocently. Maribelle spared her one last glare before walking towards Lissa.
The first person, surprisingly, to come out in their bathing suit was Sully. It was a pretty plain composition, all things told- a light, white shirt and shorts, exposing little skin above the thigh and shoulders. She looked around.
"What?" The cavalier inquired. Sumia spoke up.
"That's your bathing suit?"
"What else am I supposed to wear? I'm not exactly here to show off."
Cherche looked disappointed. "Ah, and I was so looking forward to seeing what you would be wearing to swim."
"Back off, lady. The hell I'm wearing something revealing so Ruffles can go ogle me, or Vaike." Sully remarked. "Although knowing Ruffles, he'll do it anyway."
"Dammit, Sully! You're not being very photogenic."
The cavalier whirled around to see Anna, who was clutching a snapshot tome, frowning. "The hell?"
"You don't look good for pictures. Come on! All the adoring fans want to see more- and that way they'll pay me more! That toned body, those lean, muscled curves-"
"You're our Anna, right?" Sully asked briefly, before shaking her head. "Ah. Fuck it."
She picked up a nearby coat hanger. "C'mere, you damn pervert!"
"I-I was kidding!" Anna pleaded as she fled the furious cavalier. Reflet frowned as she followed, heading to the back to change.
"And to think I was looking forward to posing for it. Oh well."
Lucina, meanwhile, faced her own bathing suit, swallowing nervously. "Um..."
"...something wrong, Lucina?" It was Cynthia, tilting her head at her. She herself was in a striped blue-and-white one piece, a gift from Reflet from a place called 'Japan' in the Outrealms.
"It's just...I-I think I need something more modest..."
"You think Robin will stare?"
"...y-yes..."
Cynthia facepalmed. "Lucina! He's your boyfriend. He'll stare at you anyway! And it's not like he doesn't stare at you!"
"I-It's...not that..." The princess explained.
"...so you're scared he'll see that you're as flat as an ironing board?"
"Not so loud! Shush! Shush!" Lucina pleaded. "A-and I think m-my chest is...o-of adequate size!"
"Robin's Robin. He won't care!" Cynthia responded, giggling. "Besides, it's not like everyone is exactly bigger than you, right?"
Reflet then emerged from her stall, dressed in what seemed to be a flame-patterned red bikini, displaying her...rather considerable assets to everyone, among her other qualities, including her rather well-maintained body- a perfect mix of lean muscle and fat.
Lucina stared at her jealously. "...w-what..."
"Please, my eyes are up here." The grandmistress remarked sarcastically.
The princess frowned. "...y-you were saying, Cynthia?"
"...oops."
"...my diet of meat buns and milk didn't work..." Cordelia muttered miserably as she stared at Reflet's chest, before looking at her own mournfully. "...that book lied to me..."
Nobody, of course, noticed Nah sneak in through the back and into the stalls to change out of sight of everyone, too embarrassed to show her body to everyone.
To be continued...
A/N: Yes, this will be a two parter. And it will be incredibly silly and nothing short of fanservice for everyone and everybody involved. Plot goes out the window entirely here! Props to anyone who can figure out where and when each and every single currency Anna mentioned was used!
So, I hope you enjoyed that, leave your ideas, comments, suggestions, reviews, criticisms and thoughts, and I hope you have a GREAT day! Until next time!
