Discourageshipping (Priestess Isis/Priest Mahad/Priest Set)
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"You two really are very alike, aren't you?"
The two in question looked at her with a horror in their eyes as though she had just insulted their family gods. It was enough to make her laugh, and she had to cover her mouth to hide it.
"I cannot believe that you just said that," Set said, with his usual vibrating irritation, looking as though he were about to puke.
Mahad coughed softly, looking more like he was trying to hide a look of almost betrayal.
"Ah, what makes you, ah, say that, Priestess Isis?" he said, looking hilariously mortified.
It was a quiet day in the archives, nothing but faint glimmers of sunlight from faraway windows in strategically placed tables and the columns of dust illuminated by it. Isis had several scrolls in her arms, which she had been bringing to Mahad and Set while they were working on some economics paperwork.
It had been a rare moment of peace between the two of them, and Isis had had to just peep on them for a moment...the way that both of them were illuminated so nicely in the sunlight, both of them with their deep brown skin and perfectly angled faces, their dark eyes serious as they took turns pointing things out in the documents they had received from other kingdoms, discussing the legalese and correcting each other's interpretations. It was so rare to see them getting along that it had simply struck Isis all at once. They really were alike.
"You're both so determined," she said, laying her scrolls on the table beside them. "And so devoted to your work. You have the same sense of justice and work ethic."
She laughed again, shaking her head.
"And you both react adorably when I point out how similar you really are," she said. "So really, you just proved my point."
They both stared at her with a mixture of mortification and dawning realization, and then their gazes quickly flickered to each other, and then back down at the paper.
"W-well, you've made your point, Isis, you can go," Set said, and Ishizu thought she saw the hint of a heat rising to his cheek. "I mean, we—Mahad and I have the rest of this."
"Ah, yes, thank you, Isis," Mahad said. "For getting the scrolls for us, I mean."
"If you insist," she said with another laugh.
She shook her head and left with a bit more of a bounce in her step. If she was looking for more similarities, they were also both very adorable when they got flustered...
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A/N: Cuuute w Next is Diceshipping (Yami Bakura x Otogi).
