Author's Note: It all started with Shu. Yes, SHU. He thought it was soooooo
cool to insult the mercenaries who recruited him the first time but little
did he know that a little insult would make a stupid little plotbunny dance
in my head. Damn you Shu!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimers: Suikoden belongs to Konami, Bigman belongs to Shu, the cuddly little Shu plushie belongs to me, the snuggly happy Luc plushie belongs to Nami....Viktor belongs to Flik as Luc belongs to Sasarai so screw you all! XD
Warnings: Viktor and... dumplings! .
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The Adventures of Bigman and Blueboy
(When will the hurting stop...?.)
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Chapter 1: Secret Identity
"VIKTOR!"
Viktor the mercenary rolled out of bed (quite literally) and landed with a thump on the castle floor. Flik, meanwhile tapped his foot and glared angrily at his partner. Normally, he didn't want to wake Viktor in such a foul mood but... it was unavoidable.
Viktor picked himself up, looking like he hadn't slept in years. His eyes rolled pleadingly up at Flik. "Thirty more minutes, Flik...just half an hour more..." he groaned. Flik narrowed his eyes at the drowsy man. "It's past ten in the morning. We can't afford to waste time in the middle of a war, Viktor." He scolded. At this, his partner complied. Viktor picked himself up off the ground, stretched once and yawned. Flik himself rubbed his sleepy eyes. He too didn't have enough sleep last night. Ignoring his crankiness, Flik pulled himself out of the door behind Viktor.
Apple looked up, seeing the two men drag themselves into the mess hall. "Really, the two of you look worse than a pair of Ragged Ones." He pouted, slapping pancakes onto separate plates and shoving them toward the two. Viktor grunted a good morning. Flik grumbled his... ...and fell into his pancakes.
The girl blinked, surprised at Flik's reaction. She probably knew the answer to his loss of sleep but dreaded mentioning it. One glance at Viktor and the answer was as clear as daylight. She pulled her plate noiselessly over to her seat began to pick at her breakfast with the occasional nervous glance at Viktor.
Shu couldn't help but notice the uneasiness in Apple's manner. He would hardly call her the jumpy type... and when she seemed uneasy, oftentimes, there was reason to be. He turned to her, then to Viktor... to Flik and back to Apple. "Something wrong...?" he wondered, stuffing a piece of pancake into his mouth.
Apple, apparently was shocked back to reality. She turned to Shu, jumpy as ever. "N...nothing!" she gasped. "Nothing at all!" Stealing one last shaken glance at Viktor, the girl sped off to escape the seemingly confined mess hall.
Shu decided to ignore this and turned his eyes to Viktor. There was something strange with him right now... strange in a way that seemed too strange even for Viktor himself. And THAT was saying something.
Flik decided to have a nice long drink following his breakfast. He needed to get away from it all; away from the war, away from Nina...and away from Viktor. FAR away.
His usual seat was open and Leona was ready with a waiting mug of ale. Things indeed couldn't get better. Flik was so familiar with the scene that he had begun to feel the effects of sleep coming over him. His head had lowered itself down to the table and he felt as if he was about to make up from last night's lost sleep.
His eyes began to shut, drowsiness overcame his mind as he sank down into the crook of his arm. Sleep... sweet sleep.... At last... when suddenly. "OH LORD FLIIIIIIIIIIK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
His eyes jarred open. No, no sleep for him today it seemed. Flik wondered whether or not to escape the torture and run screaming out of the tavern or live with it and try to blot his ears from Nina's fawning. His eyes scanned the room for a quick escape.
Hurriedly, he picked himself and his drink up and rushed to the bar. He hid his head, pulling it down to the counter. "Yo! Flik!" called a familiar voice Lazily, Flik lifted his head to gaze into the cheery, grinning face of.... Viktor. Flik slumped his head back down the counter. Out of the frying pan into the fire.
Viktor was cheery as always, highly awake and active. It always amazed Flik on how Viktor could stay so alive when he was sure they had the same amount of sleep the previous night. "So anyway..." Viktor pressed on, taking a long pull on his mug. "About last night...?"
Flik suddenly woke up, eyes shimmering with hope. 'Please...' he silently prayed. 'Tell me he'll stop and let me get sleep at night...'
Much to his surprise, Viktor pulled out what seemed to be a blue zorro mask. "You forgot to wear this last night." He smiled, waving it in Flik's face. Flik groaned. Oh well... so much for hoping.
As the two continued their one sided conversation, a pair of eyes watched them from the corner of the tavern's doorframe. Shu narrowed his eyes at the two. A blue zorro mask? Odd...
He pulled away and drew himself back to his office. Viktor was a mystery he didn't want to dabble into right now. Or dabble into EVER, as the case seemed now. Little did he know that things would take a turn for the worse.
-------------------------- Yay! Chapter one done!! All hail Flik the insomniac! Read and review, people! All flames will be coveted by Viktor the pyromaniac! XD
Disclaimers: Suikoden belongs to Konami, Bigman belongs to Shu, the cuddly little Shu plushie belongs to me, the snuggly happy Luc plushie belongs to Nami....Viktor belongs to Flik as Luc belongs to Sasarai so screw you all! XD
Warnings: Viktor and... dumplings! .
- -- --- ---- -----
The Adventures of Bigman and Blueboy
(When will the hurting stop...?.)
--- ---- -----
Chapter 1: Secret Identity
"VIKTOR!"
Viktor the mercenary rolled out of bed (quite literally) and landed with a thump on the castle floor. Flik, meanwhile tapped his foot and glared angrily at his partner. Normally, he didn't want to wake Viktor in such a foul mood but... it was unavoidable.
Viktor picked himself up, looking like he hadn't slept in years. His eyes rolled pleadingly up at Flik. "Thirty more minutes, Flik...just half an hour more..." he groaned. Flik narrowed his eyes at the drowsy man. "It's past ten in the morning. We can't afford to waste time in the middle of a war, Viktor." He scolded. At this, his partner complied. Viktor picked himself up off the ground, stretched once and yawned. Flik himself rubbed his sleepy eyes. He too didn't have enough sleep last night. Ignoring his crankiness, Flik pulled himself out of the door behind Viktor.
Apple looked up, seeing the two men drag themselves into the mess hall. "Really, the two of you look worse than a pair of Ragged Ones." He pouted, slapping pancakes onto separate plates and shoving them toward the two. Viktor grunted a good morning. Flik grumbled his... ...and fell into his pancakes.
The girl blinked, surprised at Flik's reaction. She probably knew the answer to his loss of sleep but dreaded mentioning it. One glance at Viktor and the answer was as clear as daylight. She pulled her plate noiselessly over to her seat began to pick at her breakfast with the occasional nervous glance at Viktor.
Shu couldn't help but notice the uneasiness in Apple's manner. He would hardly call her the jumpy type... and when she seemed uneasy, oftentimes, there was reason to be. He turned to her, then to Viktor... to Flik and back to Apple. "Something wrong...?" he wondered, stuffing a piece of pancake into his mouth.
Apple, apparently was shocked back to reality. She turned to Shu, jumpy as ever. "N...nothing!" she gasped. "Nothing at all!" Stealing one last shaken glance at Viktor, the girl sped off to escape the seemingly confined mess hall.
Shu decided to ignore this and turned his eyes to Viktor. There was something strange with him right now... strange in a way that seemed too strange even for Viktor himself. And THAT was saying something.
Flik decided to have a nice long drink following his breakfast. He needed to get away from it all; away from the war, away from Nina...and away from Viktor. FAR away.
His usual seat was open and Leona was ready with a waiting mug of ale. Things indeed couldn't get better. Flik was so familiar with the scene that he had begun to feel the effects of sleep coming over him. His head had lowered itself down to the table and he felt as if he was about to make up from last night's lost sleep.
His eyes began to shut, drowsiness overcame his mind as he sank down into the crook of his arm. Sleep... sweet sleep.... At last... when suddenly. "OH LORD FLIIIIIIIIIIK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
His eyes jarred open. No, no sleep for him today it seemed. Flik wondered whether or not to escape the torture and run screaming out of the tavern or live with it and try to blot his ears from Nina's fawning. His eyes scanned the room for a quick escape.
Hurriedly, he picked himself and his drink up and rushed to the bar. He hid his head, pulling it down to the counter. "Yo! Flik!" called a familiar voice Lazily, Flik lifted his head to gaze into the cheery, grinning face of.... Viktor. Flik slumped his head back down the counter. Out of the frying pan into the fire.
Viktor was cheery as always, highly awake and active. It always amazed Flik on how Viktor could stay so alive when he was sure they had the same amount of sleep the previous night. "So anyway..." Viktor pressed on, taking a long pull on his mug. "About last night...?"
Flik suddenly woke up, eyes shimmering with hope. 'Please...' he silently prayed. 'Tell me he'll stop and let me get sleep at night...'
Much to his surprise, Viktor pulled out what seemed to be a blue zorro mask. "You forgot to wear this last night." He smiled, waving it in Flik's face. Flik groaned. Oh well... so much for hoping.
As the two continued their one sided conversation, a pair of eyes watched them from the corner of the tavern's doorframe. Shu narrowed his eyes at the two. A blue zorro mask? Odd...
He pulled away and drew himself back to his office. Viktor was a mystery he didn't want to dabble into right now. Or dabble into EVER, as the case seemed now. Little did he know that things would take a turn for the worse.
-------------------------- Yay! Chapter one done!! All hail Flik the insomniac! Read and review, people! All flames will be coveted by Viktor the pyromaniac! XD