Rallen's Turn Part 1. Jeena
A year had gone by, still he couldn't get his mind on his work. Not that there was much work to do now. The war was over. The N.P.P. had finally defeated the Krawl a month ago. Maja was the last of her kind, locked away in a cell. Light of brilliant blues, greens, reds, yellows, and any color in between now shone in the Nanairo system.
Rallen sighed, "It is sooooo boring," he whined. He leaned back and rested his arms behind his head as he stared at the whirling fan, the smells of old ink on paper, and starch flowed to his nose. "Man, I wish I could get back out there in space, flying around, fighting the bad guys."
"What bad guys?" a captain asked, walking by his desk. "You and Jeena stopped them all in the last battle." He smiled, "And with narry a loss."
The red haired boy frowned, looking down at his feet. "There were plenty of losses in the last battle." His brownish orange eyes swerved toward the window, were in the square they were building the statues of the great heroes of the battle. In the very center, was the statue of an elderly man with a long beard, gray suit, and a smug smile. How I wish you were still here, Aldous.
Rallen sat up, feeling even more depressed now. "I feel trapped," he groaned. "I'm going to find Jeena."
It took him an hour to find her. Jeena sat in the library, reading from the texts found on the planet they defeated the Krawl on. Her eyes were hungry for the information that they held, and she paged through them as if she were a starving individual at an all you could eat buffet. Her pink hair twinkled in the artificial light, the style cut just below her shoulders, giving her a bit more mature look and yet at the same time, a bit younger too. Her eyes were bright blue, and sparkled like gems.
Besides her, stood her own Spectrobe, the winged horse Pegasium. She nuzzled her partner's shoulder, and Jeena looked up, staring at her human partner. "Rallen," she said, her voice small and soft, as if she had spoken a prayer, or a word of magic.
"Hey," he said. "You busy?"
"What does it look like, nitwit?" she giggled, looking at the books stacked on the table.
"I just had to get out of the office, I mean, I was,"
"Sooooooo bored," Jeena said, giggling as he blushed at her teasing. He noticed at how cute her giggle was and his blush grew.
"Would you like to go out into the valley and just, relax or something?"
"Relax?" Her eyes flashed. Then she giggled again, forcing her hand over her mouth to keep herself from growing too loud. The library was three stories, with the shape of a long up straight rectangle. Their voices rang everywhere, resounding back to their own ears. "Aldous would be rolling in his grave at that statement from you," she smiled.
Jeena noticed his eyes dim at the name of the man that was like a father to him, to both of them, and she poked his sides. "Cheer up, silly!" She got up, closing the books and took his hands. "Lets go to the park instead."
The sky was the brightest blue, Rallen had ever seen, and yet somehow he couldn't take his gaze off of Jeena. His heart skipped a beat, and he felt his throat clench. They laid next to each other on the soft grass as they stared upwards. "Nice day," he coughed.
"Mhmmmm," she said.
There were a few more minutes of silence, before he worked up the courage to speak again. Which he found interesting, as he'd never been tongue tied around her before. "You you think he's at peace?"
"Who?"
"Aldous," he muttered.
Jeena turned to look at him, her eyes sharp and focused. "Wow, you really know how to treat a girl to a jazzing time with romantic talk like that." She turned on her side, and the sun grazed her cheeks, making them pinker than ever. "You know, focusing on the past isn't good for you, Rallen."
The young hero blinked, "Yeah yeah I know, but I just feel that if,"
"There is no could have been, nor would there have been," she snapped, her tone hard as stone. "He's gone, and he'd be pissed too if he knew you'd be whining about his heroic act. Had he not done what he did, we might not have won that last battle, and you know it!" She sat up, her hand resting on the ground as if to push her frame up off the grass.
"No, wait," he cried, desperate. Stupid, stupid, stupid! She paused, and looked, her shoulders stiff and ridged. "Look, I'm sorry, its just that I'm an idiot, and,"
"No doubt there," she grumbled.
"And its been hard for me after all the action and adventure was done,"
"Oh, you mean the war, death, unknowing the future? Yeah really a shame that's all gone now," she hissed, her tone turning darker.
"But most importantly, I'm confused, as here I am with my best friend, who happens to be a very beautiful and intelligent girl, and I'm having a hard time telling her," he continued, his face red and dripping with sweat as his heart pounded.
"Yes, yes best friend, intelligent we all," Jeena stopped and gazed at him for a really long time. It was her turn for her heart to skip a beat. "Wait, what was that last part?" she whispered.
"That I was having a hard time trying to tell you that," Rallen gasped.
"Not that part dummy!" she practically screamed. Her voice boomed all over the park, scaring a few pigeons away. "The one before it!"
Rallen blinked, and noticed how pink her face really was. His heart began to quicken, and then slowed as he realized the meaning. "Oh, you mean the intelligent part," he teased.
"Spit it out, you jerk," she cried, slugging him in the arm.
"I love you, you brainiac," he snapped, slugging her back playfully.
Jeena's eyes widened to the size of saucers, and she very nearly fainted. "You love me?" she whispered. He smiled and nodded. Jeena stared down at her soft, bare feet wiggling in the grass, and back to him. "Me?"
"Nah, your Spectrobe, she's so cool and strong, and she has wings! I love that in a girl," he joked. Jeena growled and playfully kicked at Rallen, gasping as he grasped her ankle and pinned her down. "Yes, you, you silly thing," he laughed.
He stared down at her wiggling foot and smiled. It was definitely a cute foot, though he'd never and still wasn't a big foot fan. But cute never the less. And the way those toes wiggled as if trying to wave hi or goodbye was adorable. Rallen couldn't resist. And to be honest, after what she had teamed up with Maja to do with him was just the same.
He reached down and picked up a flower, running the petals across her sole, swirling it around and around as he climbed towards her toes. "Hey," she squeaked, trying to pull away, what are you doing?"
"Showing you how much I do care about you," he said. Rallen rolled the flower up and down her sole dancing it down to her arch and heel. He looked and he could see a mirth build in her eyes. Her yanking became a tiny bit more frantic, and her "eeping" was turning into a giggle or two.
"Stahahahahap," she giggled. The tickly feeling flooded over her like lightning through her veins. She tried pulling away, but he recaptured her foot, and danced the petals between her toes. "Nohohohoho, you meanie, ahaha." Jeena dropped to the ground, giggling softly.
"Meanie, am I?" he laughed. "This coming from the girl who double team tickled me?" He smiled and held her foot down, grasping her other foot, and pinned it as well. Then using a blade of grass he began drawing a dusty picture of a cat along both feet. "I'm a lot softer than you are."
It wasn't as horrible as what Maja had done to her, or she, Maja. And it wasn't as wild as the two females teaming up against Rallen. But still there was a strong difference in this tickling. Not a dirty one, she was a good girl after all, and he a good boy. But she really wasn't minding this one bit! "Come ohohohon, give mehehehe a break!"
Rallen stopped his tickling, and sat on her legs, staring at her giggling face. "Fun?" She bit her lip, and nodded a little. "Cool." And with a sparkle in his eyes, he gently as he could dug his ten fingers straight into her stomach.
"AHAHAHAHA! Rallen, stahahahahaop! AHAHAHA, YOU JERK, AHAHA!" Her arms flailed, her hands grasping for his. Rallen laughed and yanked his hands away for a second or brushed aside Jeena's before continuing his tickling her. Occasionally he'd let himself get caught, or was caught by surprise. But for the most part, he was winning.
He tickled her sides, slipping his fingers past her jacket. Her ribs, her armpits. He tickled her nose, and nearly got bitten as she went bonkers. From time to time, she'd get a few good shots in, and send him laughing. But again, he was winning.
Twenty minutes into the tickle fight, Rallen finished his fifth raspberry on her slightly bare belly, and sat up. Both were red faced, both laughed though the tickling had ended. He smiled at her, as a partner, a friend, and now it seemed as a boyfriend.
"You weren't very nice, letting that little ant crawl across my stomach like that," she play whined. "It was icky feeling when it got stuck in my belly button."
"I got it out," he smiled. "And who was laughing her head off because of that icky feeling?" He laughed as she tossed a boot at him.
"Perv," she giggled.
"But I am your perv," he teased. "You were a bit of a perv when ya double teamed me ya know."
"I had a good teacher, in Maja," she smirked. She finished putting her boots on and slinked over to him hugging him tight. When she let go, she put her boots back on her feet, and stood up. "Well, I really got to get back to work," she said. Jeena looked down at Rallen, and smiled. "But how about tonight you treat me to a fine restaurant?"
"Oh, sure, ask me to pay for an expensive place, on my salary," he chuckled. Jeena pretended to scoff, and elbowed him in the rib.
"You make more than most people, you jerk. Especially now that the wars over and you've gotten promoted twice!" He smiled and kissed her cheek.
"I should get going too. Being bored doesn't pay the rent." He flexed his muscles, and turned, pausing as she called out to him. Rallen turned and blinked his eyes.
"For the record, I miss him really badly, too," she said, her voice softer than tissue. Tears ran down her cheeks. She sniffed, swallowed, and then embraced Rallen, sobbing a little, before composing herself. She looked at her partner, and now boyfriend, and giggled. "But I'm sure he's looking down at us and going, 'Its about time!'"
Rallen chuckled sadly and nodded. "Sounds like something he'd say." They hugged again, and turned away. "I'll meet ya for that dinner then, at six o'clock.
Rallen stretched in the soft, feathery bed, and scratched his sides. The alarm clock read five thirty, and he fought the urge to throw something at it. "I can't believe its gotten so late, so soon," he muttered.
"That happens when someone grows old," a yawning, voice said next to him. Rallen turned, and looked at the dark red haired woman, with dark blue eyes, and a few wrinkles along her face though he'd never tell her that and smiled.
"Morning, beautiful."
"Morning, birthday boy," Jeena giggled. She edged herself up and kissed his lips, giggling as the bristles of his beard tickled her face. "So what's it like to be forty?"
Rallen elbowed her softly, stretched and got out of bed. "Tell you when reality sinks in," he joked. His hair was a mixture of dark red/orange, with a few strands of gray in there. His own face was lined with wrinkles of his own, and in all honesty his body wasn't what it was the day he'd told Jeena he'd loved her in the park, twenty years ago. "But I have to go to the office and,"
"No you don't," she snapped suddenly, force in the voice of the thirty nine year old woman. He turned and saw her smile. "You might be the captain of the whole N.P.P. now, but even you need a break. I called ahead yesterday and made sure you'd be staying home with us."
Before Rallen could protest, three small scamps lurched through the door, and leapt at him, tackling him to the bed. Aria who was fourteen was the largest of the scamps, and looked just like her mother in all ways but one. She had her father's eyes. Lina, the nine year old, looked exactly like her mother, an exact copy of Jeena. Then there was the son, A.R. he was six years old, had the brightest orange hair, and the bluest of the bluest eyes. He was exactly like his father, always into adventure and never settling down.
"What are the three of you doing here?" he coughed as they squeezed him hard. "Especially at this hour?"
"Mommy said we could come and celebrate with you," Aria giggled.
"She said you wouldn't mime," A.R. said with a firm nod.
"Wouldn't, mind," Lina corrected.
"That's what I said," her brother scoffed firmly.
Rallen glared at Jeena who giggled innocently. "Playing the trump card, eh? That's low!"
"Oh, you know you can't say no to them, Rallen." She smiled and kissed his cheek.
"Ah but I have a low trump card myself," he teased. "One called Get Mommy!" Rallen launched at Jeena, pinning her to the bed, and starting tickling her sides. A wink of his eyes gave the kids a license to help. They tickled Jeena until she was coarse from laughing, and tears ran down her eyes.
The rest of the day they sat in the house, talking, eating, having fun. The kids even tried to teach their father to use a new electric device he just couldn't get something called a video game system. Finally night arrived, and Jeena ushered the children to bed.
"See you tomorrow, daddy," A.R. said, waving good bye.
"I'll see you soon, Aldous Rallen," he said, waving good night to his son. Then, he and Jeena retired to bed, secure in the peace they had helped forge, along with the man whom their son was named.
RALLEN'S TURN PART 2. MAJA
(A quick note, while both parts have the same title, they're not really the exact story. For you video game fans think of Phantasy Star 3: Generations of Doom, where your character choosrd one of two women to be with, resulting in the second generation having a different story line. Same dealio here.)
Three years had passed since they had defeated the menace of the Krawl. Darkness had slowly slipped away from the galaxy as light took its place. The N.P.P extended it reaches to other regions and other galaxies, which meant more work for Rallen and the others. He hadn't been able to relax, which was okay, he was never one to enjoy sniffing the flowers.
Today he was ordered to enter the cells and try and get Prisoner 126715-B talk about where the last true threat was to peace being complete. He walked into the holding room, and announced he was there. When the guards finished the paperwork, they nodded, and a large gray door wished open, letting him enter.
"Well look at the little boy, all grown up and a hero now," scowled a harsh voice as he closed the door behind him.
The room was shaped like an infinitely long rectangle. Its walls were either silver or dark gray, Rallen wasn't sure which. It didn't look like a cell though, not one that he'd seen in the ancient movies. It was clean, well kept up, save for the walls, and soft music echoed all over the place. A few black roses lined the widow seal, and a thick black carpet lined the floor.
"I expected a lot more purple, from you, Maja," the young hero snapped.
Maja, last of the Krawl, stared at him with her scowling eyes. A woman scorned, lost in her human form, never again to change into her battlefield version. Nor did she have any Dark Spectrobes to command. Her skin was a medium purple, and her tentacles waved in the air, as if aching to strike him down.
"I prefer the darker colors," she hissed. "I've never been one to be a girly girl."
"Never once thought of you as a girl to begin with," Rallen said with a strong smirk. He felt himself flush as he remembered the time she and his partner, Jeena had decided to put a halt to their war and give him a double team tickling of his life. Okay, maybe once.
Maja slunk closer to him. "Prefer to play with the pink haired vixen, do you?" she giggled.
"Jeena and I are just friends," Rallen felt his muscles tighten. There was a time he'd had a thing for his partner. But then as the war waned down, she'd found romance in one of Dr. Kate's assistants. At that time, Rallen had to admit she was more of a younger sister than a relationship.
"Sure," Maja said with a bored yawn. "That is what they all say, isn't it?" Her eyes twinkled. "But you didn't come to talk about our past, did you, cutie?"
Rallen flushed more, and he swallowed. "I want the information your withholding from us," he barked. Maja looked at him and flopped on her soft bed, howling with laughter. "And I will do anything to get it."
The High Krawl finished laughing, and thought that last statement over. "Hmmm, anything?" she purred. She smiled and laughed harder as Rallen blushed so hard his face nearly burst. "Oh you are too cute!"
"You know what I meant by that," he stammered. His heart pounded, and for a moment, he sat on one of her chairs, never taking his eyes off the cruel, cold hearted villainess. As she stood up, he quickly rebounded to his feet.
"Awwww, don't trust me, little boy?" she cackled.
"You'd have to be a fool to trust you," Rallen growled. He could see simply asking would not get him anywhere. Not that he expected it would. Rallen pulled out a remote, and flipped the switch.
With a hum it sprung to life, and filled the room with light. "What's that supposed to do?" she scowled.
"You're going to find out. Now, are you going to answer my questions?" he arched his eyebrows up. She stared at him in silence, and began to laugh in mockery. "Well, since you enjoy laughter so much," he said with a smirk. Rallen looked at the tentacles, and craned his neck.
"Could you please remove her shoes, and hold up her arms, if you don't mind?" he asked.
The appendices obeyed, much to the High Krawl's shock. "Hey, what the hell?"
"Again, you will see," Rallen said, using the device of light to reveal her bare stomach, just a tinge. "You forget I kinda know a secret of yours."
Maja's own dark heart pounded now, and she began to sweat. "Wait, what are you?" Before she could finish the question Rallen took out a feather, and sawed it up and down her feet, pressing her toes back so they could not crinkle. "Oh no! OH NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" Maja thrashed, and kicked, knocking the hero away.
"Still as strong as ever," he laughed, brushing himself off.
"You jerk, you really think that's going to get me to talk?" she was wheezing, although the tickling had lasted only forty seconds. "You're not strong enough to hold me down, anyway."
"True, but I know something that is," Rallen admitted. "Could you keep her legs and feet still too, please?" He asked the tentacles. Once again, to the agonized and cursing cries of the villainess, they obeyed.
"Wait, wait this isn't fair!" Mentally she tried to order the tentacles to release her, to attack Rallen, to wrap around his confounded neck and squeeze or twist. But the appendences simply ignored her.
"Give me the information, and you'll not have to go through this," Rallen said with a smile.
"You're only doing this out of revenge," Maja whimpered. "Because of what I and that little pink haired girl did the last time to you."
"The pink haired girl has a name its Jeena. And as for why I choose this, well, yeah. I mean, tickling revenge while trying to get some info out of you worked for her. I figure it will be the same for me."
"You're wrong, little boy," she shouted.
Rallen shrugged, and knelt down to her feet. Again he scrapped her cute, dark purple soles with the feather, up and down up and down, side to side. And again, she erupted with screeched and laughter.
"THIHIHIHIHIHIS ISN'T FAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAIR, AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, NOHO NOT THE TOHOHOHOHOES! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Maja thrashed as best as she could, but she was stuck. The tentacles held her tightly as for the next fifteen minutes Rallen twirled, twisted, and stroked with the feather. The balls of her feet, her heels, between her toes, just beneath her toes, under her toe nails. "OHOHOHOHO GAWD AHAHAHA I HAHAHAHAVE TO PEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!"
"Krawl use the bathroom?" he asked, stopping as he looked at her. She lay there, huffing and puffing. Sweat flowed from her body and she glared at him with such bitterness and frustration that it kind of broke his heart.
"Perv, just don't expect me to let you watch as I do," she huffed.
"Didn't say I was going to," Rallen said. He pushed a button, and the tentacles released her, growing limp. "Just as a precaution." He radioed in for assistance, and two female guards escorted Maja to the restroom, as Rallen exited the room. The first day of interrogations had no effect, but he knew that was going to happen too.
The next few days, Rallen had repeated the process. Maja was again trapped by her own appendances, and he tickled her feet for seven minutes, before giving her a short break. "You know," he said, looking her over. "Never really thought about it, but you are a female after all."
"Perv," she huffed. "What did you think I was?"
"Didn't really know," he said, his heart pounding. "Never knew there were such things as male and female Krawl. I always considered you male and female, but not in the same way as humans were."
"Oh god, I've been tortured not just by a perverted boy, but a prejudiced perverted boy!" she croaked. "And if you think I'm telling you anything, forget it."
"You've got some pretty underarms there, Maja," Rallen teased, his tone turning dark.
"You wouldn't," she whimpered, her eyes growing wide.
He proved he would. His fingers danced and slid up and down her armpits, as her arms were held high above her head. With a feather in one hand and a piece of fluff in the other, Rallen teased her there for nearly twenty minutes.
"STAHAHAHAOP, OH MY GAHAHAHAHAHD, AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! GAWD STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHOP, PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE," she cried. She thrashed harder than her feet, though it seemed as her underarms were not as sensitive as her feet.
"Wanna give me that info?" he asked, brushing the feather gently across her left underarm, as if it was a paintbrush.
"GAWD NOHOHOHOHOHO," she shrieked.
"Would you, could you if I stopped?" he teased.
"BIHIHIHIHIITE MEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" she yelled. Rallen smiled evilly and brought out an electric toothbrush, running it across her right underarm. "OH FOR GAWDS SAKE, YOHOHOHOHOOOHOH ARE SUHUHUHUHUHCH A PEHEHEHERVERT!"
"I assure you, I'm throwing it out, after this," he teased. "I learned about this from ancient history. Man, was humanity pervy in the twenty first century," he joked. He ran it across her belly and ribs, making her buck even further. And when it entered her navel, she nearly went ballistic, growing into silent laughter.
Rallen felt a tinge of guilt. They needed the info, but not so bad as to really torment her into insanity. The hour had ended anyway, and he pulled back. Maja slumped to the ground, huffing and puffing, her purple face returning to its normal color, away from the peach red it had been just seconds ago.
"I know, I know, I'm a perv. Actually Jeena said the same thing, when I tried this," he looked at the toothbrush, and shivered, "on her."
"Glad to know I'm not the only one," she huffed. She blinked, and frowned, as he turned the device off, giving her complete control of her tentacles again. "Okay what was that about?" She pushed herself up on her elbows.
"I didn't really feel right about tickling you like that," he shuddered. "I mean don't get me wrong, I kinda like tickling you" He blushed so hard his face matched the color of his hair as realization hit at what he had just said. His heart pratically lunged and relocated into his throat.
Maja blinked, and blushed herself. "You kinda like tickling me?" she said with a shocked giggled.
"Sure, when its not so wild, and crazy," he forced himself to say. "You have a cute laugh, you're hotter than heck, and everything in between but," his heart began its relocating now to the top of his mouth, almost as if it was going to flow out with vomit.
Maja stood up, still a little dizzy from the torture, but also from her pounding heart. "The weapon is hidden on this very planet, in the museum." she watched him turn to face her. "I'm tired of war, Rallen. Tired of the bullshit of killing, of light and shadows trying to swallow up everything." She licked her dry lips. "I'm ready for peace," she approached, and embraced him, her tentacles wrapping around his body as well, gently embracing. "And for love."
They looked at each other, blinking a few times, neither knowing what the other was going to do, or thinking, before Rallen wrapped his own arms around the High Krawl, and kissed her gently on the lips.
It was the fifteenth anniversary of true peace. Eighteen years after the Human/Krawl War had ended. Rallen exited his office, papers in hand, and sent them down on the desk of the High Commander of Research's desk. Jeena looked up and smiled at him. "Well, turning in early I see," she giggled. Jeena was still a very pretty woman, in her late thirties. But five children, and her husband's good cooking had made the once petite young girl into a pleasantly plump, but stern woman.
"Well, today is just full of anniversaries," Aldous said, scratching his gray beard. "Not very often that the Supreme High Commander of the N.P.P. celebrates planetary celebrations, but also that of his own wedding," the old man teased.
"Not to mention his own son and daughter's fourteenth birthday, and entrance in the Corps," Rallen said with a nod. He elbowed his father figure, and the man who had been his best man in his wedding. "I do really have to go," he chuckled. "You know how upset Maja can get if kept waiting."
"Better have gotten her a good present," Jeena giggled, as he rushed off.
Fifty dark black roses in hand, and a box of fine jewelry, Rallen entered his house, and found his wife, and four children waiting. Maja sat in the favorite chair, legs cross, arms and tentacles folded in mock agitation as he entered in mock sheepish behavior. "Couldn't drag yourself from the office today, huh?" she teased with a pretend irate tone.
"Oh you know the people of this planet, any reason to party, it means paperwork up the pits," he laughed. Maja giggled.
"Anyone knows about the underarms, tis, you, little boy." Maja was just as beautiful as before. She aged a bit, but because she was a Krawl, not as much as a human. There were just starting to be some darkening of her hair and lines on her face. She also made sure Rallen knew being with her meant that he too would age just slightly slower than a normal human.
"What's mean?" Rallen Jr. asked, blinking his innocent three year old eyes.
His father chuckled and ruffled up his brick red hair. "Tell you later, kiddo." He turned his attention of Rai and Krali, his fourteen year old son and daughter. They stood at attention, in their new uniforms, smiling proudly at their father. "At ease," he barked with a smirk, and they relaxed.
Rai was five minutes younger than his sister, but was every bit as his father's son, as he was his mother's. He appeared human, but like his mother, he had tentacles along his shoulders that stretched and wrapped at his mental command. He had also learned how to shape shift into a semi Krawl battle mode, and used it to pass a few tests to get into the Corps. He also had his mother's knack of getting into mischief.
Krali had soft maroon colored skin, and dark purple eyes. She also had tentacles, but not as long, nor as many as her brother or mother. One fourth of her face; however, was more peachy in color, and from time to time it embarrassed her. Krali favored using a mask to cover it up. But in front of her parents, she had enough respect and self assurance not to wear it. Which pleased both of them, as it reminded them of much darker days, so much like Krux, who had lead the Krawl, and his mask.
Then there was Ru, a newborn, who seemed very human, unlike her siblings. Many people asked how it was that Krawl reproduced, which kind of embarrassed both Maja, and Rallen. Truth was it was similar to normal ways, just that once a Krawl gained the DNA of his or her mate, they tended to lay a gooey egg that grew outside of the body, eating light to make it grow. So it was with his children. And once born, they took on the form and instincts of the non Krawl host.
So it might have been said that his children hadn't been half Krawl, half Human at all, but simply Krawl who had really adapted the human appearance and instincts. Some on the planet had worried that Rallen had given the long time enemy a new step to really cause chaos in a future war. Rallen refused to accept that.
His children, the twins, were proof that Krawl could be born good and even IF they were or had been evil, his wife proved that Krawl could be redeemed, and turned not as complete devourers of the light, but defenders of it as well.
The future was bright. And nothing seemed to change that at all. At least not today, anyway.
And so ends the four part mini series, of Tickle stories with Spectrobes. This was a fun one to do, and the end was definitely the longest I've ever had to write in tickle fic, but it was enjoyable. If enough people want, I'll be happy to write once in a while a few one shots of the continuation of Rallen and either of his families. And if you like, you're free to draw Rallen and Jeena's OR Rallen and Maja's kids as fanart. Just give me a link so I can see em and of course let folks know that the kids are my creation! If you wanna do fan fic of my fan fics, that's cool too. Same rules apply, let folks know the kids are mine, and give me a link so I can read!