Gukko fingered his day's earnings, mostly tips. Enough to buy two loaves, if one was a stale again... He breathed out in a sigh.

"Excuse me son, would you happen to be Gukko?" a voice asked.

There was an extremely tall Fighter with two swords behind him.Behind the Fighter stood what appeared to be a whole clan- a Dragoon, a Summoner, a Red Mage, and agang of other warriors and mages. Gukko felt a pang of envy.

"Well, yes sir, I am..."

"Well, Sir Aukku's son, eh? I'm very shocked you aren't in a clan, much less not even a Fighter," he commented.

Gukko forced himself to look down and not fume. "I have to support my siblings, Sir. Can't enroll."

"Well, name's Sir Fey." Snickers from the clan as the Fighter glared. "Not my fault my Momma wa obsessed with those lil' fairy lights!"

"Pleasure to meet you," he mumbled, not extending a hand. He knew he must be a sorry sight, hair all tusseled, dirty, sweaty, ungroomed...

"Well, my clan and I can get you into the Clan Business," Sir Fey continued. "We would like you to become one of us and train to be a Fighter, with your bloodlines and your heritage behind you."

Hisheart began to pound. A chance! A chance to become a Fighter! But there was a problem... "I'm sorry sir, I have to take care of my family."

Sir Fey laughed. "That's no problem. We can provide financial help for you- we're a well-to-do clan."

Gukko's heart began to pound. This was his chance...!

"Sir, I thank you with all my soul," he said, bowing. "But I need to talk to my sister... Would you come with me?"

"Sure thing, kid," the Fighter said, motioning for his clan to follow.

This was his lucky break!

-

Saki opened the door. "Big bro- ah!" Sheshrunk back at the sight of Sir Fey.

"Erm..."

"Saki, it's okay. They're friends," he called. "Saki?"

The little viera's head poked before the door. "Come in?" she asked politely.

The Summoner laughed lightly and her eyes sparkled. Saki blushed and ducked backwards, calling, "Hejaat, someone at the door! Big Bro and Big People!"

-

Raven stared dubiously at the clan, who barely fit inside the small home. The Gladiator in the back kept on bumping his head on the ceiling.

"Well, ssson, I know it ssseemss like- Ouch! Essscussse me. I know it ssseemsss like like a ssscam, but- Ouch! Sssorry. Okay! Whatever, you tell."

"Do we look like scammers?" the Summoner, how was playing with Saki and Marlene, said.

"Nope," Raven admitted. "Well, I don't see why Gukko can't go, aside from the fact the we'll miss him a lot."

"You can alwaysss come back and visssit- Ouch!"

Hejaat looked thoughtful for a moment. "It is a waste if you don't go, Gukko. So it's my point to say that you should."

But the littler ones just looked up with teary eyes, wondering what would happen...

-Makostreak.