The Silly Side of Seymour!
By me.
Summary: Sometimes even Maesters have their moments.
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"Heeheehee! This is so fun!" Seymour giggled like a schoolgirl. He was sitting in a swivel chair in front of his vanity, and Tromell was giving him a makeover, at that moment applying the electric pink lipstick.
"Maester Seymour, if you would please sit still..." Tromell struggled to keep a straight face at the sight of this very dignified Guado with blush and lipstick. He wasn't quite succeeding. "Okay, now press your lips together, like this-" He pressed his lips, and Seymour did the same. "Oh, you seductive creature! All we need now is some mascara and you're all set!"
Seymour batted his eyelashes at Tromell. "Aren't I pretty enough?" He asked, pouting.
"Of, course, Sir, I was just... um..."
"You're a bad man!" Seymour took a foam club (they don't have baseball bats in Spira) and bonked Tromell over the head with it. "That's what you get for defying me!"
"Look at yourself, you're a she-Guado!"
Seymour swiveled around to admire himself in the mirror. "That's okay, nobody visits me in my own palace anyway!" He said with a giggle. "Can we play the zoom zoom game?"
Tromell sighed deeply. "Oh, all right."
Seymour clapped his hands together and squealed with glee. "Yays!!!"
"Where to, captain?"
"Jupiter!"
"Um..."
"Don't you make me give you a spanking!"
Tromell placed his hands firmly on the back of Seymour's chair. "Alright," he said grimly. "ZOOM ZOOM ZOOM! We going to ZOOM, Roger!" he chirped like an alien.
"Roger!"
Making noises like a spaceship, Tromell wheeled Seymour all around his large chamber, spinning him around while doing so.
"BEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeerr, ding ding ding! WHOOOOOOOOOSHH!!!!!! Schwing! Whumph! Ping! Ping! KaBLAM!"
"Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! Let's go to the big hall place!"
"I don't think that's a good-"
"Do it!"
Tromell rolled his eyes and wheeled him into the main hall. To his embarrassment, Yuna and her guardians were waiting in there patiently. Tromell froze in shock. They turned to stare at this Guado in blush, electric pink lipstick and a low-cut magenta dress being spun around the palace in a swivel chair by his servant. Nothing was said... they just... stared. Finally, Seymour broke the silence.
"Greetings and salutations, Lady Yuna. Allow me to freshen up," he said calmly as ever to Yuna. He looked up at Tromell and ordered, "Back to home base, sergeant."
Tromell grinned sheepishly at the guests. "Please... make yourselves at home."
After the two left, a blanket of silence covered everyone's mouth. After five minutes or so, Wakka blurted out, in his usual blithe manner:
"Pretty goofy for a Maester of Yevon, ya?"
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By me.
Summary: Sometimes even Maesters have their moments.
~~~~~*~~~~~
"Heeheehee! This is so fun!" Seymour giggled like a schoolgirl. He was sitting in a swivel chair in front of his vanity, and Tromell was giving him a makeover, at that moment applying the electric pink lipstick.
"Maester Seymour, if you would please sit still..." Tromell struggled to keep a straight face at the sight of this very dignified Guado with blush and lipstick. He wasn't quite succeeding. "Okay, now press your lips together, like this-" He pressed his lips, and Seymour did the same. "Oh, you seductive creature! All we need now is some mascara and you're all set!"
Seymour batted his eyelashes at Tromell. "Aren't I pretty enough?" He asked, pouting.
"Of, course, Sir, I was just... um..."
"You're a bad man!" Seymour took a foam club (they don't have baseball bats in Spira) and bonked Tromell over the head with it. "That's what you get for defying me!"
"Look at yourself, you're a she-Guado!"
Seymour swiveled around to admire himself in the mirror. "That's okay, nobody visits me in my own palace anyway!" He said with a giggle. "Can we play the zoom zoom game?"
Tromell sighed deeply. "Oh, all right."
Seymour clapped his hands together and squealed with glee. "Yays!!!"
"Where to, captain?"
"Jupiter!"
"Um..."
"Don't you make me give you a spanking!"
Tromell placed his hands firmly on the back of Seymour's chair. "Alright," he said grimly. "ZOOM ZOOM ZOOM! We going to ZOOM, Roger!" he chirped like an alien.
"Roger!"
Making noises like a spaceship, Tromell wheeled Seymour all around his large chamber, spinning him around while doing so.
"BEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeerr, ding ding ding! WHOOOOOOOOOSHH!!!!!! Schwing! Whumph! Ping! Ping! KaBLAM!"
"Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! Let's go to the big hall place!"
"I don't think that's a good-"
"Do it!"
Tromell rolled his eyes and wheeled him into the main hall. To his embarrassment, Yuna and her guardians were waiting in there patiently. Tromell froze in shock. They turned to stare at this Guado in blush, electric pink lipstick and a low-cut magenta dress being spun around the palace in a swivel chair by his servant. Nothing was said... they just... stared. Finally, Seymour broke the silence.
"Greetings and salutations, Lady Yuna. Allow me to freshen up," he said calmly as ever to Yuna. He looked up at Tromell and ordered, "Back to home base, sergeant."
Tromell grinned sheepishly at the guests. "Please... make yourselves at home."
After the two left, a blanket of silence covered everyone's mouth. After five minutes or so, Wakka blurted out, in his usual blithe manner:
"Pretty goofy for a Maester of Yevon, ya?"
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Review and I will inevitably poke through every detail of your profile! Did you know that reviews are excellent means of publicity? They are! That was pretty obvious... so review, ya?