Disclaimer: Don't own Esca... enough said...
A/N: I'm glad you guys like it! Thanks so much for the reviews, I really appreciate them, this fic will be probably 3-4 chapters long, but who knows, I sure don't! (And remember I like all the characters in this fic, I may not portray them as they might normally act, so don't flame me!) R&R! ^_^
Chapter 2: Poor, Poor, Folkie...
"Oh God, no..." Folken muttered as he saw the Dragonslayers enter his room.
"Folken-Sama! You never told us it was your birthday!" Naria and Eriya said in unison.
"Well... umm..." Folkie was at a loss for words, as he squeazed Mr. Snuggles for reassurance.
"Come on Lord Folkie, it's time for your party!" Chesta said excitedly.
"NOOO!" Folken screamed, grasping at the wooden floorboards as the Dragonslayers pulled him by the legs out of the room. His metal fingers snagged a floorboard and he sighs in relief. For a moment anway... The dragonslayers pulled so hard the floorboard came out of the floor and Folkie screamed and whined as he pounded the floor with his fists.
"SAVE ME MY KITTYS!"
The cat sisters purred as they watched him be dragged down the hall. They were hungry and went to get some kitty chow.
Meanwhile in the throne room...
Folken kicked his feet as Gatty and Chesta tied him to his chair and put a purple birthday hat on his head. Dilly walked in then with a black party hat on with little flames on it.
"Hi Folkie!" He greeted his squirming commander.
"Dilly! Call them off! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!" The Folkie begged.
"And miss all this fun?" Dilly asked, laughing maniacally.
Guimel and Viole wheeled in a cake and upon closer examination, Folkie saw that it was shaped like a purple teardrop. This somehow consoles Folkie. Suddenly, Migel walks in; holding a bound and gagged Van who is thrashing about wildly.
It sounded like Van was screaming, "MPH MPH MPHHHHHHHH!"
"What?" Folken asked in confusion.
"MPH MPH MPH MPH MPH!"
Folkie decided to let it lie at that, and settled on the more important subject of the cake. Migel tied Van to a chair next to Folken and undid his gag. Van glared at Folkie menacingly and Folkie blinked at him.
"How'd he get here?" Folken asked Dilly. Dilly looked slightly nervous as he began to whistle a tune and strode to the opposite end of the table. Refina walked in with a Hitomi who was pounding on her back screaming, "LEMME GO! LEMME GO!" since she was slung over her shoulder, Refina rolled her eyes and tied her in the chair next to Van's.
Van looked bewilderedly at his red party hat and Hitomi admired her green one. The Dragonslayers looked confused at what they were supposed to do next and kept running around bumping into eachother.
Dilly got frustrated with this after a while and yelled, "SIT DOWN!!!!!!!!!"
The Dragonslayers obeyed, but Dalet complained that the blue party hat was messing up his hair. Folkie, Van and Hitomi exchanged knowing looks about being brought to this party against their will. Dilly walked over to the cake and signaled the slayers who started singing:
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR CYBORG FREAK! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" Dilly brought his hand to his forehead, for the Dragonslayers knew how to fight but definitely not how to sing. Chesta put twenty-six candles on the cake and was about to light them when Dilly pushed him out of the way and pulled out his flame-thrower.
"MOERO! BURN! BURN!" He screamed as he lit the cake on fire.
Folkie stared, as what WAS his cake became a pile of ashes.
"Oh well, that was fun!" Dilly commented.
"On to presents!" Gatty squealed excitedly.
Folkie let out a moan of despair at this remark and started banging his head on the table, which was very hard since he was still tied to his chair. His chair was turned around and the Dragonslayers started forcing gifts upon him.
"OPEN MINE FIRST FOLKIE-SAMA!"
"C'MON FOLKIE, MINE'S COOLER THAN HERS!"
"OOH WHAT DID YOU GET HIM?"
It was decided and Folkie found Migel's gift placed on his lap. He didn't know how he was supposed to open this gift, so he just sort of blinked and twitched his eyebrow in concern. Migel took the hint and unwrapped the gift for him. Folkie just stared at the gift in between numbness and disgust.
It was a catgirl doll.
"Why did you give me this?" He asked in monotone confusion.
"Well, that stupid old bear of yours was getting on my nerves so I had it incinerated, and got you this instead!" Migel smiled as he squeezed the dolls paw. "I hate you all!" Came from its mouth.
"MR. SNUGGLES!" Folkie cried out in alarm inching his way back to his room to save his fuzzy friend. Migel pulled him back and suddenly Naria and Eriya bounded into the room.
"OPEN MY GIFT LORD FOLKEN, MINE'S BETTER!" Protested Naria.
"NO IT ISN'T! MINE IS!" Eriya insisted.
They handed him their packages at the same time and Chesta undid the wrapping for him. In his lap lay, a package lay a scratching post and a jingle ball.
"Umm... Thanks girls... I guess..." He said.
"We knew you'd like them Lord Folken!" Naria said proudly.
"And if you don't, well..." Eriya commented.
"WE'LL TAKE THEM!" They squealed excitedly.
Folkie twitched his eyebrow in frustration and the catgirls took that as a "yes" and ran out of the room to play with their new toys...
To be continued
A/N: I know that was weak, I'm sorry, I'll probably redo it anyways, so bear with me here... Next and probably last chapter tomorrow or Tuesday. Ja ne! ^_^
A/N: I'm glad you guys like it! Thanks so much for the reviews, I really appreciate them, this fic will be probably 3-4 chapters long, but who knows, I sure don't! (And remember I like all the characters in this fic, I may not portray them as they might normally act, so don't flame me!) R&R! ^_^
Chapter 2: Poor, Poor, Folkie...
"Oh God, no..." Folken muttered as he saw the Dragonslayers enter his room.
"Folken-Sama! You never told us it was your birthday!" Naria and Eriya said in unison.
"Well... umm..." Folkie was at a loss for words, as he squeazed Mr. Snuggles for reassurance.
"Come on Lord Folkie, it's time for your party!" Chesta said excitedly.
"NOOO!" Folken screamed, grasping at the wooden floorboards as the Dragonslayers pulled him by the legs out of the room. His metal fingers snagged a floorboard and he sighs in relief. For a moment anway... The dragonslayers pulled so hard the floorboard came out of the floor and Folkie screamed and whined as he pounded the floor with his fists.
"SAVE ME MY KITTYS!"
The cat sisters purred as they watched him be dragged down the hall. They were hungry and went to get some kitty chow.
Meanwhile in the throne room...
Folken kicked his feet as Gatty and Chesta tied him to his chair and put a purple birthday hat on his head. Dilly walked in then with a black party hat on with little flames on it.
"Hi Folkie!" He greeted his squirming commander.
"Dilly! Call them off! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!" The Folkie begged.
"And miss all this fun?" Dilly asked, laughing maniacally.
Guimel and Viole wheeled in a cake and upon closer examination, Folkie saw that it was shaped like a purple teardrop. This somehow consoles Folkie. Suddenly, Migel walks in; holding a bound and gagged Van who is thrashing about wildly.
It sounded like Van was screaming, "MPH MPH MPHHHHHHHH!"
"What?" Folken asked in confusion.
"MPH MPH MPH MPH MPH!"
Folkie decided to let it lie at that, and settled on the more important subject of the cake. Migel tied Van to a chair next to Folken and undid his gag. Van glared at Folkie menacingly and Folkie blinked at him.
"How'd he get here?" Folken asked Dilly. Dilly looked slightly nervous as he began to whistle a tune and strode to the opposite end of the table. Refina walked in with a Hitomi who was pounding on her back screaming, "LEMME GO! LEMME GO!" since she was slung over her shoulder, Refina rolled her eyes and tied her in the chair next to Van's.
Van looked bewilderedly at his red party hat and Hitomi admired her green one. The Dragonslayers looked confused at what they were supposed to do next and kept running around bumping into eachother.
Dilly got frustrated with this after a while and yelled, "SIT DOWN!!!!!!!!!"
The Dragonslayers obeyed, but Dalet complained that the blue party hat was messing up his hair. Folkie, Van and Hitomi exchanged knowing looks about being brought to this party against their will. Dilly walked over to the cake and signaled the slayers who started singing:
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR CYBORG FREAK! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!" Dilly brought his hand to his forehead, for the Dragonslayers knew how to fight but definitely not how to sing. Chesta put twenty-six candles on the cake and was about to light them when Dilly pushed him out of the way and pulled out his flame-thrower.
"MOERO! BURN! BURN!" He screamed as he lit the cake on fire.
Folkie stared, as what WAS his cake became a pile of ashes.
"Oh well, that was fun!" Dilly commented.
"On to presents!" Gatty squealed excitedly.
Folkie let out a moan of despair at this remark and started banging his head on the table, which was very hard since he was still tied to his chair. His chair was turned around and the Dragonslayers started forcing gifts upon him.
"OPEN MINE FIRST FOLKIE-SAMA!"
"C'MON FOLKIE, MINE'S COOLER THAN HERS!"
"OOH WHAT DID YOU GET HIM?"
It was decided and Folkie found Migel's gift placed on his lap. He didn't know how he was supposed to open this gift, so he just sort of blinked and twitched his eyebrow in concern. Migel took the hint and unwrapped the gift for him. Folkie just stared at the gift in between numbness and disgust.
It was a catgirl doll.
"Why did you give me this?" He asked in monotone confusion.
"Well, that stupid old bear of yours was getting on my nerves so I had it incinerated, and got you this instead!" Migel smiled as he squeezed the dolls paw. "I hate you all!" Came from its mouth.
"MR. SNUGGLES!" Folkie cried out in alarm inching his way back to his room to save his fuzzy friend. Migel pulled him back and suddenly Naria and Eriya bounded into the room.
"OPEN MY GIFT LORD FOLKEN, MINE'S BETTER!" Protested Naria.
"NO IT ISN'T! MINE IS!" Eriya insisted.
They handed him their packages at the same time and Chesta undid the wrapping for him. In his lap lay, a package lay a scratching post and a jingle ball.
"Umm... Thanks girls... I guess..." He said.
"We knew you'd like them Lord Folken!" Naria said proudly.
"And if you don't, well..." Eriya commented.
"WE'LL TAKE THEM!" They squealed excitedly.
Folkie twitched his eyebrow in frustration and the catgirls took that as a "yes" and ran out of the room to play with their new toys...
To be continued
A/N: I know that was weak, I'm sorry, I'll probably redo it anyways, so bear with me here... Next and probably last chapter tomorrow or Tuesday. Ja ne! ^_^