Hello, I am Famfrit! Anyways, this is my first fan fiction submission, and I hope you like it! Also, reviews are wanted desperately. Anyways, on with the story! Oh yeah, I don't own Final Fantasy, or Final Fantasy Tactics Advance, for that matter, and have nothing to do with the entire thing, so don't sue me! Anyways, here is the story.

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"Carrot!" cried a servant, wringing her hands on her already sweaty white apron and gazing around, vexed, for the devilish Malboro. Her silvery hair, native to her Viera kin, shone vividly in the setting sun. She wore a plain servant's garments, and was proud to work under the name of Lady Nanabu. Lady Nanabu was one of the richest noblewomen in Ivalice, with vast political and economic grip on the whole place. She had once had good relations with Queen Remedi as well until her death, and countless peasants respected her for her wisdom and generosity. However, her generosity now led her to a much more devious task: taking care of Carrot.

Carrot was not your average Malboro. Her appearance made her easily recognizable amongst her moss-green and mauve kin, as her skin was a light, creamy white, randomly splashed with gentle tan and beige. Not only this, but she didn't smell nearly as atrocious as her kindred, either. Lady Nanabu made sure her precious Carrot was washed daily with the most lavish of perfumes, finest of oils, and most fragrant of shampoos. Carrot rarely smelled much worse than a pile of wet mulch, which was saying a lot for a Malboro. However, Carrot's attitude and personality was much different as well. She was oddly playful, and loved to cause havoc within the servants. However, she was as gentle as a lamb and as cuddly as a teddy bear around Lady Nanabu, much to the annoyance of the servants, whom she was as gentle as a raging Coeurl and as cuddly as a Lamia.

Not only this, but Carrot had been going off into the mountains for weeks at a time, causing much distress amongst the normally peaceful life of Lady Nanabu. Every night Carrot was gone meant one more night where Lady Nanabu wouldn't-and couldn't-go to sleep, as she was too worried for her precious pet. On especially long "escapades", Lady Nanabu would become so distraught that she'd refuse to get out of bed until her cuddly Carrot returned. It would be another week or so before Carrot would, however.

Lady Nanabu's most trusted veterinarian, a Beastmaster by the name of Evor, reassured her saying that it was normal for Malboros to explore their surroundings, especially for an active female like Carrot. However, he knew that something odd was aloof. One time Carrot had gone missing, and they had found her a month later, living contentedly inside a forgotten chamber in the mysterious ruins of Jagd Helje, to the fear of Lady Nanabu. They later found Carrot several other times in the same spot, and eventually the "chamber" was referred to as "Carrot's home". However, Carrot did not seem wily enough to want to fully leave the household of Lady Nanabu. The kind lady was too much for Carrot to leave, as Lady Nanabu had saved Carrot when she was just a fledgling Malboro being attacked by two Vampires. Immediately the Lady had dispatched a nearby clan to help the poor youngster, and after the battle the two were inseparable. However, Carrot had grown more obstinate and independent over the years.

"Carrot!" shouted the servant again, and with a sigh she looked around. No slimy, telltale trail of the sticky saliva secreted by Carrot's salivary glands. The servant growled, and then walked deeper into the courtyard, searching high and low. Carrot was bound to be somewhere-anywhere-in the courtyard, unless she had set out on another journey to her "home". The servant drowned a moan gurgling in her throat, and then fell on all floors, immediately caking her already dirty dress with a fresh layer of filthy water. She frantically scanned the bushes.

Little did the servant know that Carrot was sitting idly in a tree right above her. With a giggling gurgle, Carrot wiggled her fore tentacles in delight, and then eased herself down to the other side of the branch. Looking down, she had a perfect view of the servant's back. The pesky Malboro pictured a red target gleaming there, enticing her. She glanced down, and a long tail of saliva dropped from her curled lip and landed on the servant's back, silent but warmly sickening.

The servant gasped, and turned around just as Carrot made her move. With a gurgle, Carrot dropped from the tree, landed on the servant's back and pressing her into the mud. Carrot let out a contented giggle before making a mad dash for the other side of the courtyard.

"Come back here, Carrot!" the servant yelled, annoyed and angry. She hated this part of her job. Lady Nanabu hadn't hired her to take care of a pesky pet, she had hired her to sweep the floors and dust the house. Those were easy tasks: but catching Carrot was just as easy as slipping past a judge after breaking the law.

Carrot smiled as she rushed into a bush, instantly camouflaged against the green leaves in the dusty light. One curious eye protruded from her head, and gazed above the bush like a periscope. The coast was clear. No, it was not. The servant was coming to, and quickly. With a bubbling noise in her pleased smile, Carrot dashed from the bush to another bush farther down the road.

"Carrot, where are you?" the servant cooed. But she knew Carrot was smart enough to resist the coos of a Beastmaster, much to everyone's distress. As she attempted to tempt Carrot into coming out, Carrot readied to strike. The servant's legs would appear in 3. 2. 1. Carrot took her chance, slapped the servant's dainty legs as hard as she could, and then shot like an arrow behind a tree. The servant cursed in pain, clutching her calves.

However, Carrot had made one bad mistake: she had let her excitement get to her. When a Malboro gets excited, their slime glands covering their tentacles get revved up, and release a grimy trail wherever the Malboro goes. The servant would figure out exactly where she was, now.

The servant, fed up with Carrot's mischievous antics, whistled loudly. Two other servants, a stout Nu Mou and a frail female Human, appeared from within the house. Carrot examined her surroundings. She could try to hit the human, seeing her weak form. The Nu Mou, as fat as they were, would be easy to hit, but hard to stun. And of course there was the air headed Viera servant who had been trying to catch her from the very start.

As Carrot speculated her surroundings, she began to think and strategize. The trio of servants took their chance to slip in a ring around the tree as Carrot pondered on what to do. When she finally snapped back to reality, it was too late.

"Now!" shouted the Nu Mou and Viera in unison as the frail female Human took out a bow and fired the familiar cerulean net around the Malboro. Carrot let out a loud groan. Carefully bagged as to keep her netted but not in an uncomfortable way, the three picked up the squiggling bundle and attempted to convey it inside the house. Carrot was too obstinate to make her capture this easy. She struggled, slapped, gurgled, and bubbled. Immediately the stench Lady Nanabu had so long tried to mask broke forth, shooting into the nostrils of three disgusted servants. With a groan, they pinched their noses and dropped the struggling Malboro. Carrot couldn't get out, but she could annoy them to a pleasing extent.

"Dear sweet Mateus, what does that come from?" the Viera moaned, pinching her nose.

"I believe it comes from the diet of a Malboro," the Nu Mou said, then finished it with, "At least I think so."

The stench began to die down, and the threesome of servants attempted to transport the still struggling Malboro back into the house. They stopped five times to rest and recuperate, as Carrot was giving their fingers no mercy. She glazed them with sticky ooze and slapped at them with her large, powerful tentacles.

"We need to complain to Lady Nanabu about this," the Nu Mou moaned, gazing at his slimy hand which was now becoming covered in small red sores. "It's a hazard for working here!"

"She wouldn't listen," the girl muttered. "You remember the servant rebellion a couple years ago? We all ended up working peacefully again, but now Carrot has gotten worse, if that could be possible."

Carrot heard this remark, scowled, and slapped the girl's hand with a loud thwack. The girl withdrew her hand, and the escorts, who were now three feet away from the open doors, stopped. Biting her lip to keep the screams from entering her throat, the girl resumed her position on carrying Carrot. Lady Nanabu was inside, talking to the wealthy owner of a trade ship. He was a Moogle, and thus was quite short. However, he appeared to be a machinist of sorts, as he wore a Gadgeteer's uniform of light green with many pockets. However, his skin was not creamy or even snow-white, like most Moogles. Instead, it was chocolate brown.

"Thank you for business, Lady Nanabu, kupo," the merchant said, holding his small cap to his heart. Lady Nanabu smiled.

"It is lovely doing business with you, too, Mr. Nono," she said, and she led her new business partner to the door. Nono had been eying the Malboro that had just entered the room suspiciously as he walked away. He had a bad encounter with a Malboro infestation once, as one had snuck aboard his ship and reproduced in the storage compartments. He had to hire a clan to drive them out, as they were wrecking all the goods. Not only this, but their stench was normally unbearable.

Lady Nanabu rushed back to the servants, a gentle look on her face when her eyes fell upon Carrot. Lady Nanabu was a beautiful, young Viera. Heiress to the Nanabu fortune, she had been brought up knowing business. Now, she was just as successful-if not more successful-than her recently passed father. She was always in her regal robes of silk and lambskin lining, and was always freshly washed and perfumed to a delightful extent. Her long, slender locks of silver-white hair were combed everyday with a pearl comb before her daily bath. Then it was to business, at which she excelled.

"How's my precious Carrot doing?" Lady Nanabu said with a pleased smile, outstretching a dainty hand and touching the side of her pet. The three servants lowered the net to the ground, and relinquished the pesky pet. Carrot immediately rushed over to her mistress, and like she had been trained stopped gurgling and letting loose her fearful stench. Instead, she wrapped two warm tentacles around her mistress's legs. Lady Nanabu laughed, and then pet Carrot's head.

"Thank you kindly, Madeline, Arthur, and Darcie," Lady Nanabu said, recognizing the three servants in order. Madeline was the frail, shy human girl, who had been abandoned by her hot-blooded clan-infatuated parents and taken in by the Cyril orphanage. It was there that Lady Nanabu employed her. Arthur was the Nu Mou, who had once been a great magician of his time. But one day he used alchemy a bit too much, received a red card, and ended up in a musty jail cell where he was forgotten. After a year or so of dark torture, Arthur was rescued by Lady Nanabu. And finally was Darcie, the Viera. She had once been apart of a clan, but she had been dumped because she had a lack of things to do and too many people to do it. Discouraged, she eagerly joined Lady Nanabu's household.

Lady Nanabu was extremely strong for her delicate looks. Using both arms, she hoisted Carrot into the air, much to her Malboro's delight. "Thank you. I'll take Carrot from here."