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Introduction:
TL;DR: This series will consist of episodic comedy related chapters about Guilty crown which take place in the "Reclaiming the Throne" universe, a fanfic of mine. It will be called the Reclaiming the Throne ceasefire AU (Basically a Guilty Crown canon AU in which no one ever died and is getting along just fine)
This fic was originally meant to host short stories of other universes as well, but eventually got just reduced to the ceasefire AU since all the chapters so far were about it anyway. Since the ceasefire universe is becoming popular, it might be a good idea to keep it all in one fic without mixing it with other universes, even if all chapters are episodic anyway.
Longer explanation: This will be a short, episodic and oftentimes also nonsensical series revolving around the GC cast, telling primarily funny as well as sometimes cute little stories about them which are not meant to be taken seriously. The chapters themselves are products of people asking me random questions and me answering them with randomness. They will not link to each other, (hence being episodic) so it is always possible to skip them if you are not interested at all. You could also probably read them in whatever order you want. The only thing you will need to know is that it will be necessary to know a bit of the Reclaiming the Throne universe.
The Reclaiming the Throne universe: This is a universe created by me which tells a story about events that happened after the end of the anime. It mainly involves the reunion of Shu and Inori as well as the war they find themselves waging against Da'ath, Mana and the Japanese government. If you don't know Reclaiming the Throne, I guess it would be fair enough to imagine a scenario in which the fourth apocalypse from episode 22 failed, but neither Mana, nor Inori or Gai died. Instead, everyone just retreated and waited for another opportunity. Then, five years later, Mana and Da'ath return, making the life of Shu and Inori quite troublesome. That's not very accurate, but it will do, I suppose.
The RtT ceasefire universe: Basically a Reclaiming the Throne AU in which Inori and Mana did not wage war with each other and managed to remain at peace, though still with a strained relationship. Due to the lack of hostility between the two kingdoms, they managed to cooperate and reach Shu sooner, causing him to enter the void realm and rescue them both under the condition that Mana does not revive the apocalypse virus. Agreeing to that, they return to the real world. After a calm and reasonable discussion with Shu, Mana will eventually realize that he will never accept his position as her Adam and thus will give up with a heavy heart. Though her sadness will be short lived since Gai will soon take Shu's place after confessing to Mana, which quickly heals her broken heart. Meanwhile, Da'ath will get distracted by internal conflicts, resulting in the postponement of their plans, granting Mana indefinite freedom. This will result in a peaceful world for all the characters to live in. Shu and Inori in particular will settle down and marry with the age of 21, having their first child at 22. The chapters using this universe will happen during a time period in which their daughter is 6 years old, meaning Shu and Inori will be 28 (though thanks to being Genesis, will still look like 21)
If you do not know Reclaiming the Throne, it would be easiest to imagine this universe is basically a Guilty Crown AU in which no one ever died and everybody somehow getting more or less along. That's all.
Now let's get this party started:
Reclaiming the deleted scenes
First chapter: Pink locusts
Universe: Reclaiming the Throne (ceasefire)
Theme: How would Shu and Inori do their cooking?
The streets of Tokyo were calm and desolated as the scorching summer sun glared down on them, turning seemingly harmless asphalt into greyish lava for anyone foolish enough to walk on it bare-footed. That's right, Japan was hit by a heat wave so hot, you would pity the poor souls unfortunate enough to be out there on this lazy Sunday afternoon, getting cooked alive by mother nature itself. Maybe that was the reason why almost no one was seen walking outside right now, with everyone smart enough hiding away in the shadows of their homes, either enjoying the luxury of air conditioning or, if not wealthy enough to afford such pleasantries, at least dreaming of doing just that.
Such was also the fate of the Ouma family. While not exactly poor, the young family could at least not easily stem the financial drain of the electrical bill an air conditioner would have undoubtedly provided them with, alongside cooler air. Having just almost paid off their new very own apartment, Mama and Papa Ouma at least would like to put aside whatever little money they still had for a while to have funds available should unforeseeable costs be thrown at them. For it was always better to be safe than sorry. Especially if you were lucky enough to be blessed with such a happy and blissful life as they had. You wouldn't want to lose something so valuable now, would you?
Sometimes they could not believe their luck themselves, occasionally realizing how easily their lives could have turned out to be quite…perilous instead. Sometimes they would get troubled by nightmares of a locked down Tokyo. Of a war between Genesis and humans, of death and despair. In them, the king and queen would have to shoulder terrible burdens such as being Adam and Eve of the apocalypse, constantly fighting with the voices of their own consciences as to whether they should bring the end of the world or not. Words could oftentimes not describe some of the sheer horrors they had seen in those terrible dreams of theirs, but no matter their wickedness, Shu and Inori would eventually still wake from them and realize that they had all been nothing but illusions. Horrible, gruesome and fear-inspiring illusions, but illusions nonetheless.
They would sigh in relief, hold each other close while smiling into the warming hug of their destined other and shrug the catastrophic images off into oblivion once more, finding solace in how peaceful and wonderful reality happened to be instead.
There were no wars to be seen anywhere, the Genesis were free and happy, getting along just fine with the human population. Mana was docile and the apocalypse virus rested dormant in her hands, getting held firmly on the leash of its mistress as the woman herself currently held no desire to end the world at all. And how could she not, now that she got pretty much showered in the unconditional affection her new Adam provided her with? And Da'ath, the shadowy organization they know had existed back in the days of the fourth apocalypse, was simply gone from their lives as if they had never existed in the first place. The two monarchs did not know to which plane of existence they had suddenly vanished to and why they had done so in the first place, but as far as they were concerned, that cursed organization could stay right where they were until they, too, would ultimately slip into oblivion forever. Just like the memories of their nightmares always did.
Yep, what a wonderful life Shu and Inori could call their own instead, for not only was life peaceful for them, fate had also been especially generous to them by adding a bit to their happiness in the form of their adorable and sweet daughter of 6 years. The little princess had entered their lives like the boon she eventually turned out to be, continuing to grow and blossom like the beautiful flower she ultimately was to them. A blessed flower so to say, thus being named Hanae Ouma. Though the little bundle of energy was quite a handful to deal with at times, neither her mother nor her father would give her up for anything in the world. And rightfully so, for her mere existence was not only a marvel in itself, but also the embodiment of their love given shape in the form of new life. You could say that the girl, like many crystals her mother could create, was a crystallization of her parents' feelings for one another. And how could anything ever be more precious than that?
Their beautiful little wildflower turned out to be the mirror image of her mother with ruby eyes and smooth strawberry blonde hair, except for the single furthermost strand on the right side of her hair's parting. That strand turned out to be lighter of color for some reason. It almost appeared white, though if you looked closely; it was actually just a very, very faint pink. The strand itself was also the only unruly part of her hair, refusing to align itself with its brethren and instead choosing to curl up into the air as if it was ruling all the other strands of hair, sitting on an imaginary throne that was Hanae's head. The young princess had used to hate that little flaw and had whined about it a lot in the past. However, once she had noticed her father's similar strand of lighter brown in his very own hair, all her disdain had vanished immediately and turned into nothing but pride instead. Now the little girl wore it with a smile, getting reminded of her dear father whenever she saw it.
But even so, said girl was not smiling right now, as she lazily lay on the apartment's tatami flooring, using her mother's soft chest as a substitute for a proper pillow and groaning as she felt crushed by the unbelievable heat that surrounded her. She wore little more than her light orange summer dress which clung to her sweaty skin. Though she had actually liked the dress for all the colorful and pretty flower patterns that adorned it, given the current temperature, she would have rather worn nothing at all and merely run around in her underwear instead. But then again, that was a rather embarrassing thought, so she refrained from doing that.
Next to her, her mother lied, sharing the same troubled and tired facial expression her daughter currently sported. As she gently stroked Hanae's hair like one would with a cat, the queen sighed which was barely audible over the sound of the shrilling cicadas outside, being probably the only creatures in existence which actually appreciated the summer heat. She wore one of her husband's white T-shirts which were slightly oversized for her smaller frame, but made it all the more comfortable to laze around in. The shirt was actually so big, that you barely saw her dark blue hotpants under it. While her outfit might have not been the most graceful attire for a queen, the pinkette mother simply couldn't care less about how she looked like in private. Especially not when she felt as if she was being roasted alive right about now.
There was a small ventilator resting in the corner of the room, offering them a gentle breeze, but even that felt like nothing more but a drop in the bucket. The weak wind was barely able to tickle the toes of their bare feet which they had spread out on the floor where it undoubtedly was the coldest, given how warm air would always raise up to the ceiling and push the colder air down.
Little did it do, however, when the air as a WHOLE was hot as balls…
"Mom, it's hot…" Hanae whined with closed eyes, as if too powerless to even open them.
"I know, dear." Her mother replied with sympathy, though sharing the same whiny voice as well as expression.
"Can't we create ice? Or at least cold crystals?"
"I wish we could, but no. Unfortunately, any crystals we would make would assume the temperature around them. Inori told her while looking at her cell phone and reading a message from Mana that read something of the sort of: "Poor Inori. Feeling hot, ain't you? Well, too bad you aren't Eve, right? One word: Temeprature correction! Triton's feelings are cooling me off so much, I wouldn't even know it was hot right now if he hadn't told me." A heart emoji was added at the end of her message
Frowning in disdain, Inori thus replied: "Temperature correction are two words, sis."
For a while, nothing happened, but eventually Mana answered with a: "….I knew that, stupid." Followed by an angry smiley. Which was then followed by: "I was going to be kind and tell you how to change the temperature of crystals, but since you are so damn clever, I am sure you will figure it out for yourself, right? Well, I am off. Cya."
Panicked, Inori sat up with wide eyes, hammering into the holo-screen of her cell the following message:
"Ah, I am sorry, Mana! Please tell me! We are dying over here!" To put emphasis on their peril she added a smiley that pressed its eyes closed tightly out of desperation. It consisted of a greater-than and a lesser-than symbol in place for the eyes with a little dot in between to take the place of the nose or mouth.
The pinkette clutched her phone in desperation, starring at the screen in hope of a miracle, but all she got afterwards was a: "Seen: 13:47" Nothing followed that notification.
This caused the queen to sigh in disappointment as she spread her arms and allowed herself to fall back on the tatami mats present on the floor, closing her eyes in what seemed to be regret. Her daughter had watched her for a while and was now letting her head rest on her mother's belly as she looked up at her and asked in wonder:
"What's wrong, Mom?"
"Your aunt supposedly knows how to make cold crystals, but that woman won't tell me how it is done out of spite." The queen told her truthfully, causing the princess to sigh in disappointment as well as she narrowed her eyes on her mother.
"Did you make her angry again?"
Her mother averted her eyes in a somewhat flustered manner and replied: "I…might have…?"
"Mooooom!" Hanae got up and cried accusingly, causing her mother to immediately apologize in shame, putting her hands together in front of her face cutely so that just her fingertips would touch:
"I am sorry, honey. I didn't think she would take it that badly."
"Urgh, nevermind. You two will never change." The younger girl eventually sighed and gave up, letting herself fall on top of her mother. Inori could do little but mutter a quiet "Ouf" when the small girl crashed on top of her. Then it became quiet again as both girls tried to conserve their energy. Hanae merely snuggled up to her mother while the latter resumed her previous actions of stroking her sweet daughter's head absent-mindedly.
It was a peaceful scene and both of them might have enjoyed the peace and quiet under normal circumstances, but alas, the summer heat continued to ruin everything, making even relaxing an impossible task.
"Is this hell, mother?" The young princess couldn't help but eventually ask, starring up at the ceiling with a sorrowful expression.
"I am starting to feel like even hell would be cooler than this place…" Inori sighed exhaustedly.
That was the moment a deafening growl could be heard coming from their stomachs. They opened up their eyes in surprise, followed by rubbing their bellies weakly.
"I am sorry, Hanae. I don't think I can go on anymore…" Inori eventually said with a sad smile as she closed her eyes again, laying her free arm over her forehead as if to admit defeat.
"Eh? Don't die, mother! Don't leave me in this hell all on my own!" Her daughter suddenly got on her knees and shook her mother gently.
"I can see the light…" The queen continued to tease her daughter, only to get shaken even harder in return.
"Nooo, don't go there, Mom! Who's gonna buy me ice cream if you are gone?" She cried in despair. That's when a peculiar smell entered her nostrils, causing her to sniff around and turning her head towards the door that led to the hallway. Her spirits were lifted immediately as she pointed towards the entrance of the room eagerly.
"Mom, Mom! Do you smell that? It smells like food." She told her mother excitedly.
"Hm? Has Papa finished cooking?" The queen wondered out aloud as she opened her eyes and began taking in the smell as well, beginning to slightly drool right away.
"Let's go find out!" The little girl urged her mother by pulling on her sleeves as she got up. When she had seen Inori successfully getting on her feet, she couldn't help but show her a toothy grin, revealing the gap in which her lower left frontal tooth was supposed to be. It had been the very first of her baby teeth to fall out just a few days ago.
Taking her mother's hand, she began guiding her out of the room, into the hallway and from there to the kitchen where, indeed, Papa Shu stood in front of a chopping board, cutting down veggies for the dish he was currently preparing. He was doing so with a very listless expression as he used his arm to wipe off some of the sweat gathering up on his forehead. He wore a red tank top with the logo of EGOIST adorning the front side, together with a pair of black sweat shorts. When Hanae saw that her father was apparently still not done preparing lunch, her high spirits immediately crumbled apart again and left behind but a weak zombie that scuffed towards the brunette man, crashing into him from behind and hugging him weakly.
"Daddy~….Foo~d." She was heard whining again. Her father appeared to be slightly surprised when he felt something small bump into him from behind, but immediately began smiling once he noticed that the culprit had been no one else but his adorable little kid daughter.
"Aww, if it ain't my little sunshine." Turning his head around halfway, he also saw his wife trotting into the kitchen right after their daughter, causing his smile to widen. "And you brought Mama with you, too. You girls hungry?" He asked them, now with the biggest of grins.
"Mh-hm." They just both nodded in unison as they took their positions on each of his sides, checking how close to finishing he actually was.
"Terribly sorry, girls, but the food will still take a bit of time. It will be done soon, though." He reassured them. Inori couldn't hide her disappointment through her narrowed eyes while Hanae opened up her own ones wide in shock once she saw what it actually had been that the king was currently putting into the pot of boiling water.
"Dad! Did you just put broccoli in there? Whyyyyy!" She couldn't help but shake up her father out of desperation and with teary eyes. "How could you!"
However, instead of her father, it was actually Inori who lectured her with a raised finger: "Don't be a picky eater, Hanae. Broccoli is good for you."
"But Moooom! He added carrots, too!" Their daughter cried and pointed at Shu accusingly. Hearing that, Inori immediately stepped back out of shock and regarded her dear husband with nothing but horror in her eyes, protectively hiding her daughter behind her.
"You monster!"
A knowing sigh escaped the father's lips as he continued preparing the food. "You know, you two always complain about my food, but in the end you eat up every last bit of it anyway."
"Lies! We do not!" They both disagreed with narrowed eyes, pretty much mirroring each other.
"Stupid Dad…" Hanae added with a pout.
"Stupid Shu…" Inori said while averting her gaze.
Both could not hide the small blush on their faces because they actually knew deep down that Shu had been absolutely right.
-GC-
About half an hour later, everyone found themselves at the dining table, with Shu putting down a bowl of Udon for each of his girls with a smirk, slightly amused by how they looked at the bowls' contents as if he had poured poison into them.
"Come on. Don't look at it like it's the end of the world. Try it first, will you?" He told them encouragingly while heading back to the kitchen to grab some cups for everyone. He had expected to see many things upon his return, but not how mother and child would actually start pulling out each piece of broccoli or carrot they could spot in their meal and put it into the other one's bowl respectively. Only once Shu cleared his throat did they tense up and stop their actions immediately.
"You will make Daddy cry, you know?" He told them with feigned sadness to which he was surprised to see that not only his daughter starting to look down in shame and guilt but his beloved wife as well. He had to muster all of his self-control not to start laughing at their adorableness. Their actions reminded him of the days he had forced Triton to eat his share of carrots, back when they both had been kids as well. Though the blond boy certainly hadn't liked them any more than the brunette one had, Triton had used to be too much of a pushover to ever resist him anyway. Shu started to grin at the memory. Good times.
Meanwhile, the pink haired girls had given up their resistance and picked up their chopsticks to try out the Udon Papa Shu had made for them. Taking some of the thick wheat flour noodles in between their chopsticks, they brought them up and hesitatingly put them into their mouths, only to slurp them up almost immediately afterwards, their sorrowful eyes changing into sparkling ones from one moment to the next.
"Delicious." They both exclaimed and gleamed at each other in surprise, only to invoke a proud nod from Papa Shu as he put a hand on his chin and closed his eyes knowingly.
"Told you so. I've had plenty of time getting to know your tastes, after all. I know what I need to do to make my girls eat their food."
The pinkettes looked at Shu.
"Papa is amazing!" Hanae cheered with both hands raised into the air happily.
"As expected of Shu." Inori agreed with a kind smile and a small nod.
That was the moment Shu put both his fists on his hips and began laughing heartily. "Yes, praise me more!"
"Seconds, please!" Hanae called and held her empty bowl in front of her expectantly for her mother to refill it. Shu couldn't help but get brought back from his trance-like state once he noticed how Inori refilled both hers as well as their daughter's bowl. A nervous smile could be seen appearing on the troubled king's lips.
"A-already? My, you two have quite the appetite, don't you?"
"It's because it's so tasty, Shu." His wife told him, still smiling.
"I see…" For a moment, Inori's sweet smile managed to make him forget his worries as he kept looking at her dreamily. However, when his daughter held up her bowl again shortly afterwards, he shook his head to snap out of it.
"It's alright to eat to your heart's content, but remember to leave some for Daddy as well, okay?" He told them with a nervous laugh but got no response, which slightly unnerved him. Deciding that he had to act now, he went back into the kitchen to get a bowl and pair of chopsticks for himself, only to see his girls taking yet ANOTHER portion upon his return. He nearly let his bowl fall to the ground from shock as he looked at them in bewilderment.
His dear wife alone had already eaten enough for two grown human beings, making him feel slightly dizzy. It couldn't be…was she pregnant again? She surely would have told him in advance, right? And what the hell was up with Hanae? How did so much food even fit inside such a small body? Where the hell did all the stuff go? Was her void a black hole or something? This was bad, at this rate…
"Uh, hey. You two left something for me, right?" He eventually asked them with a crooked smile. An unpleasant suspicion dawned on him when he saw both of them tensing up at his words right away.
"Don't tell me…" He walked up to the pot of Udon on the center of the table with shaky hands to take a glimpse inside, already dreading the sight he was about to behold. Once he opened up the lid, the king of voids found himself staring at his area of expertise. Though, sadly, it was of a different kind than the one he usually worked with. Yes, indeed. In the pot he found a void. The literal kind. The worst kind. He felt like crying.
"You left me nothing at all…" He said with a whimpering voice as he closed up the lid and slumped down on his knees, head hanging as his tears streamed out of his eyes silently. He honestly felt like a poor farmer whose whole harvest had been taken from him by a plague of locusts. Pink and cute locusts, but gluttonous nonetheless.
But amidst his despair, he suddenly felt a pair of tiny arms wrap themselves around his neck. He lifted up his gaze to stare into the beautiful crimson eyes of his daughter who offered him the shiniest of smiles before giving him a peck on the cheek.
"Thanks for the food, Daddy."
Before he could reply to that in any kind of way, another pair of arms wrapped themselves around him as Inori snuggled up to him, letting her head lean on his shoulder as she allowed herself to sigh dreamily, a content smile on her lips.
"Thanks for the food, dear."
The king felt his sorrows slowly melting away at the warmness that suddenly spread in his heart, however, it wasn't until they both topped it off by closing their eyes and adding a radiating: "We love you~.", suddenly overwhelming him with their limitless affection for him. The feelings appeared so pure to him that he thought he could almost see them shining, illuminating the room in the process.
At this point, the king did not even remember what he had been so sad about in the first place. As he quietly uttered an embarrassed but also very happy laugh, he did not resist in the slightest when the girls pushed him down on the floor and snuggled up to him, where he put his arms around them both, feeling like he would sooner set the world on fire than ever letting go of these two angels of his, ever.
As they had lied there together on the floor, he was not at all surprised to notice how both, his daughter as well as his wife had already fallen asleep in his arms shortly after, causing him to merely smile at them in return. Like mother, like daughter. It never took either of them long to fall asleep. As he kept watching their peaceful sleeping faces, he, too, felt like joining them, disregarding the quiet voice of reason in the back of his head that told him that he still needed to make food for himself. Oh well, he thought, what did it matter? He could always just warm up some pizza for himself later.
And thus, he closed his eyes with a happy smile, letting himself get mesmerized by the rhythmic breathing of his most precious girls. Soon, his consciousness drifted off as well, his mind following his family into the land of dreams.
Gone was the heat and gone was the hunger. All that remained was peace and the smiles of each of them as they lied in each other's arms. Seemingly the happiest family alive right now and ever. And who knew? Perhaps they really were. After all, who was there to doubt it? Would you?
This concludes our little tale about the two cutest locusts in existence :P I hope you liked it.
What did we learn?
Hanae dislikes broccoli
Inori dislikes carrots
Both love Shu
And Shu likes pink locusts. Wait, what?
Anyway, I have more where this came from, so if you enjoyed the ride, stick around for more.
Also, since I am so horribly bad with names, if you think you have a better name for their daughter, feel free to share your ideas with me. I did name their daughter Hanae because I put together the kanji for flower (Hana) and blessing (e) and while the meaning is great and exactly what I needed, the sound of the name doesn't seem to sit well with me. But maybe it's just me.
Anyway, let me know what you think. Like always, I am happy to hear from y'all.
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