Moo: ... You sicko.
Disclaimer: ...
Nope, I don't own it. Er, Tales of Symphonia, that is.
Warnings: Gensea and maybe Colloyd, but mostly Gensea. Some little Kratos spoilers.
"Grampy!"
"Uh... what?" Five o' clock wake-up call was not making Kratos feel well at all. "What is it... Genis?" All of Colette and Lloyd's children were beginning to look the same...
"Grampy, daddy needs help on the ropes! Big problem!" Genis squealed, looking worried. "The Chosen is all rocky!"
"Rocky?" Kratos' mind wasn't fully functioning, but little Genis was not interested in the state of Kratos' mind right now.
"A storm!"
"Oh,
a storm." Kratos shooed the child out of the room, got dressed, and
sprinted to the decks, which were spattered by rain. Kratos the
younger and Lloyd were both fighting with the sails, attempting to
get them down. Kratos leaped into flight, four thousand years of
practice kicking into gear as he braced himself against the winds and
began to fight with the sails next to Lloyd, who was also in flight,
pulling the sails down. Kratos the younger was pulling the mainsheet
down from the decks.
They were nearly finished, Kratos wiping a bead of sweat from his eye, when Lloyd gasped in pain.
"What is it?" Kratos asked, swinging around, to see Lloyd wincing against the pain of his wing as it was hit by a couple pieces of flying wood. He frowned. Why would some wood be flying – ah. The crows' nest wasn't holding up well to the high winds, and a few bits of wood were hurtling through the air. Lloyd breathed out slowly.
"Let's go down. Kratos is nearly done." Lloyd said, flapping his wings once to manage a good landing by his son. Kratos joined him in landing.
"Call an ambulance!" Colette screamed, waving her arms frantically.
"Um, mom? We're in the ocean. There aren't any ambulances." Kratos told his mother, shaking his head. "I'm getting Raine. She's the next best thing."
The older Kratos quickly slipped beneath the decks, going to his room to change out of wet clothes.
"Hmm, Lloyd needs me to heal him?" Raine asked, looking at Lloyd's wing critically. "Okay. I'm going to get my staff. I left it in me and Genis' room." She turned on her heel and walked quickly to her room and opened the door.
"GENIS!"
Genis looked up at Raine from Presea. "Um..."
"WHAT IN THE NAME OF MARTEL WERE YOU DOING?"
Presea looked at Raine. "We were... kissing. It's a display of mutual-"
"THAT'S NOT THE POINT!" Raine yelled, snatching her staff. Genis flinched.
"Don't hit me, sis!"
But instead of hitting her brother, Raine had turned on her heel and huffed and puffed back to Lloyd.
"Eh, whatever," Genis said with a shrug before he and Presea continued what they were doing before.
"Oh, that was disgusting." Raine moaned, reentering the room with Lloyd in it with her staff. "Two twenty-six-year olds..."
"Well, you know, they are twenty-six..." Colette said timidly, trying not to invoke Raine's rage as the healer healed Lloyd's wing. Kratos finally wandered back in.
"So... What did I miss?" He asked, noticing the Raine was seething and Colette didn't look too pleased either.
"Oh, just a blatent show of affection on Genis and Presea's parts," Raine snarled, moving Lloyd's wing experimentally. "Which, of course, is not at all proper..."
"NOT proper!" Squealed little Raine, who had decided suddently that she wanted to be just like Raine. The two year old had scared Kratos when he first met her, at the breakfast table, with her nose buried in a monstrous book about ruins of the world.
"Exactly," Raine replied to the little girl. She patted Raine's head gently. "So, I'm very angry at Genis, and I can't exactly punish him, seeing as he's not a child anymore... so I just have to live with it. Which is awful."
Kratos shrugged and found his current least favorite person on board twisting around his ankles, purring. It was Simon the cat.
"And I'm allergic..." He moaned under his breath, sneezing a little. Colette looked at him oddly.
"Did you say
anything?" She asked, looking concerned. "Have you got a
cold?"
"No..." He lied, making an attempt not to sneeze.
"Oh! Simon is bothering you! I'll get him." Colette, with a long wrestling match with the cat, managed to pick him up and slowly walk to the younger Kratos' room, which she muttered to herself that she needed to make him clean up, and dropped the cat inside.
"Hmm..." Raine said, looking at Kratos oddly. "You have allergies."
Kratos answered with a grunt.
"What's for dinner tonight?" Colette asked, looking at Regal expectantly.
"Trying a new recipe for chicken pot pie..." He said, looking into the oven carefully. "Ah, Regal, no, don't play with the eggs. They could break, you know."
Little Regal looked up at his namesake with puppy eyes from his play kitchen.
"No, Regal. Now, Genis, make sure you watch what your little brother is doing." Colette scolded Genis, who nodded quickly and resumed playing cooking.
"They're both so cute... They want to be like you and Genis when they grow up, I think..." Colette laughed, ruffling Genis' hair, who squealed, "I wanna be a chef!"
"Ah, the chicken pot pie is lovely..." Kratos said, eating his portion before lying back on his deck chair. He began picking out constellations, slowly telling them to his latest little friend, Murray the dog. Murray was the sort of dog with a lot of fur that went over his eyes. Sheena had begun braiding beads and other things like that into his fur, so he now made a funny noise when he walked, somewhat like he was clinking.
"Ah, it's awful getting the little ones to bed..." Lloyd moaned, wiping at his forehead. Sheena laughed at him.
"Ah, Lloyd, it's not that bad!" She teased, poking him in the chest. He grinned.
"That because you have to put away Regal, and he's so tired he's out when he hits the pillow! You don't get 'Daddy! Bubbles will come back with his rainbows!'"
"What does he
dream?" Kratos wondered to the dog lazily before he streached.
"Well, I'm going to bed. Genis is making a habit of waking me up
at five."
"Better you then me," Lloyd answered.
And when Kratos went into his room, he had just begun to get used to that awful shade of green with pink, and those awful plaid curtains.
Sari: Oh, oh, first reveiw!Moo: Sweeet!
Suza Fujibayashi – Wow, you can spell Sheena's name! (I can't. I just go Fujabujabuja. Everyone knows what I mean). Anyhow... Thanks. You really made my day (this is Sari speaking...). Yes, too many kids... and plaid curtains... eew, plaid.
Sari: Now, follow
her example! She gets a cookie! Reveiw, please!