"Hey fool," Albel put on his best scowl, and made sure that all of the typical Albel Fayt elements were in place.
Claw twitching, eyes flashing, aura deathly and serious… … but even as Fayt completed this list with his nervous timid stance, he could not contain his glee- which came out in the form of a cackle.
Fayt raised a brow. "Hi Albel, what's going on?" he asked.
Well, Fayt, after a valiant day of sneaky underhanded tricks, I have finally come to the point where I can claim you as my own!
"Nothing much," Albel smiled, raise the Albel x Fayt banners, people!
"Oh, ok," Fayt shrugged, going to walk on.
"A- hey fool; I want to ask you something," Albel began, holding him back.
"You're not going to ask me if I hate you again, are you? How many ways are there to say 'no'?" Fayt grinned.
"Well, no, actually, I've been meaning to ask you something else since then…"
"What is it? Come on Albel, it's not like you to hesitate," Fayt was ever the cheer.
What was with that anyway! Focus, Albel! "Yes; I was going to ask-!"
"What the hell do you think you're playing at, Nox!" Cliff charged into the fan fiction again, before the content became any higher than 'k-rated'
Albel groaned. Why? Why! "Whhhhhy!" he threw claw and hand in the air melodramatically.
"Don't give me why you cheating little bastard!" Cliff yelled, his face flushing furiously.
Fayt turned blank. Uh oh…pensive, beads of sweat forming as they threw insults over his head; they're doing it again. Now previously, he would have ignored it, except…
"Cliff." A thoroughly pissed off voice.
"Albel." A squeaky, miffed pout.
The two men turned in dread- to see Maria and Sophia, both either side of their argument as Fayt stood in the middle.
"Maria!" Cliff winced to the girl with bed hair.
"Wench." Albel's eyes narrowed to the girl with black eyes from his drug.
And then the two girls suddenly saw each other through the men, and the already overbearing tension grew.
"Oh, you," Maria frowned most unpleasantly.
"Miss Traydor," Sophia snarled.
"B-but…you should be tied up- and you away in dreamland!" Albel cursed, as he pointed to them both with hooked claw; it wasn't fair! Their carefully devised plan was falling apart before their very eyes!
"Well, the cooks from the kitchen heard my muffled cries and let me out," Sophia declared triumphantly, "I came as fast as I could!"
"And a passing stranger pushed me off the bench and told me to stop being a lazy bum and get a job!" Maria added; but she was embarrassed…that wasn't something to be very proud of.
Now there were four people glaring over his head- and then came the insults and quibbling.
"Fayt doesn't want you!"
"Fayt is MINE!"
"We're best friends!"
"But we share a common power!"
"So do me and Fayt!"
"But…we both have blue hair!"
"Bah! The hell has that got to do with anything!"
"Yeah, now you girls are just making stuff up!"
"Wait..." Sophia paused, vexed. "You two want Fayt too?" Both nodded.
"In…that way?" Maria's eyes were wide. More fanatical nods.
"You mean… you're…" Sophia went pale; and silence ensued, but not for long, and then the arguments restarted.
"Damn you!" Maria took out her phase gun and shot Sophia through her jingly toy cat bell staff.
This was too close for comfort for the girl with her bugging out eyes; Sophia feinted promptly and Maria rejoiced; when something clubbed her round the head and she fell flat on her face over Sophia. Yaoi wins again!
"There, that did it," Cliff put down the mallet charm. Albel was mighty impressed with such a violent style, however-!
"Right, no time to praise violence- this is it," Albel took out and unsheathed his katana- Cliff clenched his fists.
"Stop!" Fayt cried from their side, after they drew towards each other in malice, unable to take anymore.
They both turned. "What!" they snapped; now not even Fayt himself was going to come between them in this final battle.
"You guys; Sophia and Maria I can understand hating each other, but you two? You're as violent, plotting, scheming and eager to fight as the other. Don't you think, that arguing all the time just gets in the way of your true feelings for each other?"
They were once again frozen statues.
"I mean, you're always bickering like a married couple, and you seem to enjoy it too- don't know what you're arguing about me for- but you're both my friends. I don't want to be a distraction to your relationship."
Blink. "What?"
Scowl. "Say again?"
"I think you guys would make a great couple. I guess it all rides on which one of you would be the male in the relationship," Fayt considered-
"I would!" both shouted shotgun, and turned red in the effort.
"This is utterly ridiculous! You damned fool, we've been arguing over you the whole time!" Albel cursed.
Cliff turned pale. "Uhhh…is he allowed to tell Fayt that?" he asks me. I shrug, 'guess he has.
"Shut up you oaf!" Albel barked.
"Yes Albel." Cliff's head sunk down.
"You," he turned back to Fayt, "are you telling me that you had no idea, at all! Have I just been wasting y time on you!" Albel demanded.
Fayt was scarlet. "Well, I…you see…I've kind of already… got a girlfriend…" Fayt admitted.
"WHAAAAAT!" Cliff exclaimed.
"Who is it?" he took his katana over his shoulder.
"Oh, there you are Fayt," came a distant voice. "would you come here?"
"No way…" blank.
"I-impossible!" Albel choked.
"Coming Nel!" Fayt replied sweetly. He turned to Cliff and Albel. " How could I refuse- I don't know what it is- but she's been so hot lately…it's like she drank a love potion or something," he grinned, "uh, good luck you two," he put a thumb up before scurrying after Nel.
Tumbleweed drifted by them.
"What the hell am I supposed to do now!" Albel hissed.
"This is a bummer…" Cliff sighed.
And then slowly, very slowly, but surely, did Fayt's words actually meet their ears in Klausian and ellicorian. 'Good luck'? And they eyed one another tastelessly.
No way- terrible manners, obsession with killing things, not to mention the huge claw that might present a few problems in bed. And Albel hated his guts.
Bah! Stupid grinning oaf…and all that hulk and bulk might give him the idea that I would be the woman- not in hell! Plus, Cliff hated his guts.
I think you guys would make a great couple. Double sigh.
"You wanna?" Albel asked gloomily.
"Meh, why not," Cliff shrugged.
And so, leaving Sophia and Maria on the floor collapsed, Cliff and Albel walked as close as they could manage for today before reaching their destination- Peterny inn- ahh- 'k-rated' police drag MissNox away- stop the story!
You get the idea.
MissNox pulls up a table and clicks on her automatic weapon…I told myself I'd be unbiased… and I'm now waiting for the AlbelxFayt and CliffxFayt fans to come and maul me…really, I'm waiting for Cliff and Albel themselves to come and kick me into another dimension…gulp…
Besides the dialogue dialogue dialogue, I think that went ok…must go do many AlbelxFayt to make up for it. Also working on a darker one of this subject too…with no humour, just angst angst angst and sweetness.