Well…I honestly don't know where I'll get with this chapter…Maybe a glorious character development chapter? I dunno. Time will tell and I apologize if this comes out later than expected. My week is loaded with practices and three games.
Also a very certain fanfiction has been distracting me. If you enjoy this, Asleep and Decruited, you'll love this. It's called The Realm of the New God by ThatOneSelfInsertGuy. Check it out! It's really cool!
Okay! I've made a decision here. Christmas special it is 'cuz I'm dry out of ideas for this chapter. I haven't had much time to think on this and I really want to get to a certain chapter to put a certain idea into play.
I've got Skillet, Imagine Dragons and some Fire Emblem Awakening themes on the same playlist. Let's do this!
Chapter 12: Holiday Bash Gets Crashed
EEEE! It's Christmas Eve! My favorite time of the year! I got my pajamjams—pajamas—ready!
Currently, I was in the barracks, trying to put up a tree that I may or may not have pillaged from the royal gardens. Thankfully, no one saw me attempt at this or I would never have lived this down. Er…Thoughts that are jumbled be jumbled.
Anyway, I was stringing the lights—powered by thunder magic—onto the tree. That was until I heard a boom from outside. It was the middle of the day, so I knew this definitely wasn't the assassination attempt. Still; I rushed outside to see what was wrong.
There sprawled on the floor was a female, brown-haired noble that was wearing something akin to the default female Avatar in Fire Emblem: Heroes of Light and Shadow.
"Ughh!" She said with an accent, "It's no use! I'm not fit for this!"
"You'll get it in time, Krysta…Except you don't have much of it…"
Oh, is that Chrom? Did he do this? Guy has no restraint, does he?
"I'm sorry, Chrom, but I won't be able to perform this this year like my sister used to," Krysta replied.
Perform? What? I'm curious, so I'm gonna be that self-insert and interrupt!
"Scusami, but, uh, I hope you didn't break her…" I said, "I mean, what's up?" They both turned their heads towards me, "Because it looks like you're completely owning this lass."
"Oh…" I muttered as the three of us set in a table in the barracks, "So your father rules the dukedom that resides in eastern Ylisse?"
Krysta nodded, "Yes."
"And you perform in a duel against Chrom every year?"
"Well, my sister did it each year before now and it's more like a Sword Dance than anything else."
"Unfortunately, she's had trouble mastering it," Chrom said.
"I'm just not physically fit, nor am I coordinated. I'm a musician, not a swordswoman," Krysta's blue eyes sparkled sadly, "And if I don't do this, I'll bring shame to my house. It's been tradition that the daughters of the head of my house partake in this."
"Why though?" I asked.
"To pass on the story of my ancestor, Lady Kris. The Hero of Shadow."
"Well….That sucks," I said, "I wish I could help…"
…
…
…
…
"That's it!" Whoa! Chrom! Chill! "Now that I think about, you two look a lot alike."
Oh. Shit. He's going all Princess and the Pauper on me, isn't he?
…
Don't ask.
"Why don't you just take Krysta's place?" He asked.
"…No."
"That's nice tree, isn't it?"
DAMNIT PRINCEY!
"Fine…"
"We have four hours—"
"No!" I crossed my arms, "I'm decorating this tree first. And the barracks. AND. I will scream sing Christmas songs. And you will like it!"
After multiple repeats of Joy to the World, Chrom was probably clawing at his ears. I assure you, I have a decent voice, I was just scream singing.
Krysta just giggled at this and then I was pulled outside again. Probably to practice. Most definitely. Sigh.
I faced Chrom reluctantly. With the same reluctance that I do math. I'm still holding onto that.
Apparently, we were supposed to circle each other then pull a freaking Inigo Montoya fight against what's-his-face. So fencing? I'm confused as shit right now. Normally, I'd be like "Yay! Violence!", but this is seriously reminding me of every planned fight in the TV adaptation of the Legend of Zelda. Because it is a planned fight.
"So basically this tells the story of Lady Kris? Interesting…"
"Yes. The Hero-King wanted to pass on this hero's story. How she aided the war effort and how she became known as the finest knight." Chrom muttered.
"Really? All right. That sounds mildly interesting. Though I still don't understand how a swordfight could tell that…"
"Apparently, Marth and Kris sparred countless times. So it's like a sparring match accompanied by Lissa reading the story."
"Hm. Then I guess I'm not going to lose!"
Krysta giggled again, "I wonder how that'll turn out. Don't break her!"
Break?
What?
I was just being sarcastic before...He can break people?!
Well, shit.
?'s PoV
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house. Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; the stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there—
"Have a Merry fucking Christmas!" A Santa knock off, Jean Valjean Monte Cristo, yelled as I was thrown to the ground in a place I didn't recognize. Scratch that. I was thrown through a roof and landed on a table in front of three people. In a place I didn't recognize.
"ANOTHER ONE?!" A brunette yelled, "What'd you do this time, Naga?! The gods think they can do whatever they want!"
A blue-haired guy sighed, "Erin, peace."
Another brunette giggled. She seems really peppy. It's annoying.
"What are you talking about "another one"?" She asked.
"Long story and I, sure as hell, don't feel like explaining it…" Erin muttered.
The other girl pouted, "No fair…" then looked at the blunette, "Chrom? What does she mean?"
Chrom?! But…Didn't I just…
"It's not my business to tell you, Krysta," Chrom replied.
"Meanie…" Krysta continued to pout.
I let out a sigh of my own and asked:
"This is all great, but, uh, where am I?"
"Ylisse," Erin said, "Erin Fedelta; nice to meet you."
Yeah, definitely don't remember her from the game. Or this Krysta person. But what about…Didn't I throw myself off a cliff?
"Huh. Okay…I'm Noah…"
"Well met, Noah," Chrom said and turned to Krysta, "Uh, Krysta, did't you have to go meet with your father?"
"Meh. Fine. I'll leave you weirdoes be…Toodles…" She got up and left.
Everyone is surprisingly calm about this…Is this an everyday occurrence?
As she left Erin and Chrom stood and helped me off the table, which was, surprisingly, still in one piece.
Erin's PoV
Another one!
This guy was pretty tall…Like 7 inches taller than I was. Maybe my 'godly' powers include exact measurements? That'd be pretty damn awesome.
I feel so short now…I'm used to being a head taller than everyone. Unfortunately, that means I can't ninja people in Hide-n-Seek…ITS NOT A KIDS GAME!
Anyway, he was blonde with blue eyes. Wore…I guess a combo between an Assassin and Trickster Class garb. Kunai were strapped to his boots and slung over his should was a bow and quiver full of arrows. Oh and there was a Heal Staff in there too. And a guitar? Jesus…Talk about Mr. Loaded Potato.
I don't recognize his aura…He doesn't hold the powers of one of my brethren. He seems more dark and distant. Not an evil dark…More like…traumatic. Unsavory past, maybe?
Oh…Well. What do we do with him then? Just saying, I don't want to be ninja'd.
…? How?
He's got kunai. That equals ninja status.
And you're my Host because?
I'm a genius!
More like egotistical…
Chrom coughed and I jumped in my spot.
"You all right? You were zoning out there."
"…Eh? OH. Sorry, I'm such a space cadet sometimes," I said, "I bet you're gonna ask him to join the Shepherds. Pay up."
Chrom sighed and grudgingly handed me two gold pieces, "What are you? Psychic too?"
"Nah, Robin and I have been placing bets on this since I joined. That's why Robin's bankrupt. He really should have caught on by now…Thank you, Chrom-senpai!" I placed the coins in a coin pouch.
"…You're welcome?"
"I've a good feeling about that bet I made with you a few months ago," I mused, "Better pick up a woman soon or I'll—"
"AHEM," Noah coughed to get our attention, "If you two lovebirds are done, care to explain?"
"IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!" We both yelled.
I yelled, "He's just my commander—and an idiot—but my commander all the same!"
That's an interesting shade of red, Princey. I hope that's embarrassment.
No, you don't!
UGH! NOT YOU TOO!
"Good bye!" I quickly fled the barracks, "AND A GOOD DAY TO BOTH OF YOU!"
"It's night!" Noah called back.
"A-GOOD DAY!"
Noah's PoV
Crraaazy!
"What was that about…" Chrom muttered, "Must've blown up?"
"At least the barracks are still intact…" I replied, "Short temper?"
"Yes…" Chrom turned to me sheepishly, "So, uh, right...The war with Plegia has just begun and we could use some more able men, would you like to join the Shepherds?"
…Someone is trustworthy, but I already knew that.
"Without seeing me in battle once? Are you just assuming I can hold my own?" I asked, still confused as shit. I'm in a different Ylisse and…? Is there a reason? Sure, I didn't really have anything to live for…but really? Could've put me out of my misery.
"It takes great skill to be an assassin. Besides, I'd rather not have those skills used against me…If you truly are an enemy, then you'll face a gory death…" He slapped me hard on the back, causing me to lurch forwards.
That's not terrifying at all…My world's Chrom was more…Serious, I guess? Probably wouldn't throw threats like that around.
"So, what brings you to Ylisse?" Chrom continued.
"I…uh…Threw myself off a cliff…" I muttered, then immediately regretted it.
At least I didn't say:
Oh, nothing much! Just threw myself off a cliff after my favorite asshat died, Texas as well and your sister popped out a kid! And to top off all that wonderful goodness, Liv went and died. How wonderful! Her mother, the East Khan, was out to slaughter me and her father was drunk off his ass…and wanted to slaughter me. What brought you to Ylisse, good sir?
AND. My evil twin might be out to slaughter you all! If he recovers, that is…
A-Merry Christmas to you!
"Let me get this straight…You…threw…yourself…Off. A. Cliff?" He asked.
"And…?"
"You lived?"
"Well. That's a long story. To sum it up. Very bad dude is loose, but injured, so there isn't much threat from him. Uh…I come in peace, earthling and point me to the nearest Feroxi dancer!"
Chrom raised a brow, "Feroxi dancer…? Never mind. I won't ask. But something that has piqued my interest is this "very bad dude". What does he look like?"
"Oh like me—"
Chrom drew Falchion…Oh. I guess I failed there….
"BUT! Has white hair and a scar. I doubt he'll heal himself, so we may just come out unscathed!"
I'm slowly turning myself into Henry…aren't I? I need to stop.
"All right. We'll keep an eye out. Make yourself welcome in the barracks. There should be some empty rooms upstairs," He turned to leave, but then stopped, "You're invited to the palace for the annual Christmas celebration."
"Yes, sir," I saluted.
Lucas' PoV (One week prior)
"Pack your bags!" The West Khan said as he burst into the kitchen.
Yes. Olivia and I were in there…again. I still haven't mastered anything.
"W-why's that, Basilio?" Olivia asked.
"We've been invited to Ylisse for Christmas since we've joined them in the fight against Plegia," Basilio explained, "Now, come on! Move your asses! I can't wait to get my hands on the Ylissean wine!"
I sighed and threw off an apron, "You'd do anything for that…All right. I'm going…"
"Do you need any help?" Olivia asked.
"I'm pretty sure I can handle packing stuff, Olivia."
"A-are you sure?" She seemed to back off a bit.
"Positive."
"A-all right…"
I sighed again as I made my way down the hall. Olivia was always like that. Kind and always fretted. She was that way to everyone. I think…Yeah. Definitely.
I opened the door to my room and grabbed a knapsack that already held all my stuff. I didn't need much if it were a small trip to Ylisse. I only needed the necessities; my 3DS, weapons and emergency stuff. Like vulneraries. Because you can't survive without that shit.
"Come on, kid! You're gonna get left behind!" Basilio shouted from somewhere down the hall.
I shook my head and quickly left the room.
Ylisstol (Present)
I followed the East and West Khan into the palace as Olivia held my hand tightly. Apparently, she's claustrophobic. Reminds me a bit of Rei…
The main hall was decorated with wreaths and garland. We were greeted by a servant and they led us to the huge ballroom. In the center was a huge tree that was decorated with Thunder-powered lights. At the top was the traditional star. On the wall were banners with the Brand of the Exalt/Mark of Naga in the center. There were red ribbons leading from the star were pinned up against the walls.
"Wow…" I muttered, "Reminds me of the tree in Rock—"
"LUCAS!" Someone yelled before I was tackled with a bone crushing hug.
"Who…" I looked down at my "captor", "Erin?!"
Erin's PoV
"I missed you so much!" I hugged my other bestie and nuzzled him creepily.
"U-um…Lucas?" I heard a meek girl ask, "Who's this?"
I stepped away sheepishly and looked at…Oh. Olivia? I then turned to him knowingly and creepily wiggled my eyebrows before whispering, "I ship it~."
"….Uh…Erin, this is Olivia. Olivia, this is Erin," Lucas said awkwardly.
There's the awkward, huggable dude I know and love!
"H-Hi…" Olivia said.
"Don't worry, I'm not out to steal your man," She blushed at this and began to stutter.
"H-he…I-I…W-we're n-not…"
I let out a laugh before saying, "Come on, Lu-Lu, Olivia, I want you to meet the others."
I quickly led them over to the group of Shepherds, who were avoiding the nobles as much as possible, excluding Chrom, Lissa, Robin and Maribelle. The first three had "duties" and Mari was one. Rei escaped the confines of the group and walked nonchalantly over to—
"LUCAS!" She ran at him, much like I had, except it would hurt much more.
"N-nice to see you too, Rei," He said after he was released.
I then proceeded to introduce him to the rest of the Shepherds. That was when I realized someone was missing. Hm…I looked around before spotting him. Oh, there!
"Hey! New kid! Over here!" He seemed to sigh before walking over.
"Lucas, Olivia, this is Noah!" I gestured towards him, "Noah, this is—"
"Liv?!"
Olivia looked at him oddly still holding onto Lucas's arm, "Uhhmm? How do you…? Only few people call me that."
"Oh…Uh…It just came to me?" He said/asked.
Chrom, who just so happened to be behind us, said, "That sounds familiar."
"GODS!" I jumped, "There's no need to be Kellam!"
He simply shrugged, muttering something about 'true love' and went back over to the nobles. I vaguely heard a person yelled that they shipped it. Shipped what exactly?
Was he just there to…?
Olivia looked around him and her eyes froze on the guitar on Noah's back. Now that I think about it, she had a similar one on her back.
"H-how'd you get that guitar? There's only one like it…and that's mine."
"Time travel," Noah blurted out.
"What does that have to do with the price of eggs?" Olivia asked…Weird expression.
"Nothing…Absolutely nothing," He said and we were all met with an awkward silence.
"Hey, Olivia!" I heard Basilio call, breaking the silence, "Some nobles want to see your dance!" Olivia went to pull Lucas with her but Basilio stopped her and she reluctantly went alone.
After she left, Lucas seemed to become a bit less relaxed. Cute!
"So…" He started, "What's your deal with Olivia?"
Noah remained silent. I'm pretty sure I should evacuate…before Lucas burns the house down. He has that look in his eye. So like a normal person would do, I backed away slowly and hid behind Lucas. Nosy me is nosy.
"Just, could you please leave her be? She's someone I can't lose…"
"…"
"I hope this isn't a problem...She means too much to me for me to see her with someone else…" He turned to leave, I stepped out of the way.
He's so gentle it hurts sometimes…Sure, he can't "burn the house down", but he can invoke it.
"That's all? I don't believe it would hurt that much compared to what I've experienced," Noah said.
"What?" Lucas faced him again, "It would hurt more than anything in the world!"
"…Are you sure about that?"
"Of course! Is there a problem?"
"Tell me…How would you feel if your car was hit by a drunk driver? Your whole family dies besides you? How about when you see your best friend be brutally murdered? And you can do nothing, but watch? Lower your guard for a moment and your girlfriend gets killed by your demonic twin sent from hell? What if you somehow get shipped off to another world and you see her and she's with someone else? Seeing two people in love and realizing you can't have that hurts. So, no: I can't leave her be. I can't lose my purpose."
"Uh…I-I'm sorry…" Lucas murmured.
"You know what I am sick and tired of? People saying they are sorry and doing nothing," He simply turned and escaped into the crowd.
Lucas stood with his mouth opening and closing like a fish.
"You know what I just realized…" I muttered out of nowhere, "Everyone's goal in life is to get laid…"
Lucas sighed, "It wasn't funny the first time Rei said it and it isn't now. What sick thoughts go through your mind?"
"Love you too, Lu-Lu!"
"You're so weird, Erin."
Rei's PoV
MEH. SO BORED.
Like, seriously! Do I have to sit through this alone? Erin won't even talk to me for some reason. She did seem different now…She carried herself differently…
My attention was turned to the center of the circle of people when Lissa began to read.
"The Hero of Shadow was known as Altea's finest knight. But before that she was a loyal friend."
Chrom and the other person circled each other before touching their blades in the center.
"The Hero-King Marth, in his founding of Ylisse, had to keep the heroic deeds of Lady Kris a secret. Despite his protests, the Council forbade it. The people needed to unite around one leader. Thus the Shadow Hero was born."
The duo proceeded to clash blades.
"Marth still believed he should pass on the tales of the war hero. He couldn't let his closest friend fade into history. So he did so in the only way he could; by passing the story of Kris down the exalted line. Just so people at least knew she existed."
Wow, really?
"In another way we celebrate the holiday of Christmas in honor of her. We give and receive gifts much she gave and received from her allies."
I guess that makes sense…They don't exactly have Christianity here.
"This was the day she secured victory—"
A loud boom was heard from the outside of the palace. The nobles dropped their wine glasses and let out screams of panic.
"Everyone remain calm!" Chrom yelled, "We'll check this out!" He turned towards our group of Shepherds, "Shepherds, split up and search the palace!"
Erin stiffened next to me.
"Erin?"
No response…
"HEY!"
"W-what?" She looked at me, "Oh, uh, sorry. I'm not her. Your friend was the one who sparred with Chrom."
Now that I think about it, she may have been wearing her clothes, but she didn't look exactly like Erin…
"Then who are you?"
"I was supposed to spar, she took my place. My name's Krysta," Krysta said.
Erin's PoV
(Recommended Song: Bravely Default: Flying Fairy -Serpent Eating the Horizon- [Extended])
Chrom ran to the gardens with Robin while I ran for Emmeryn's room. She had left before the spar for some odd reason.
It wasn't that hard to find. It was at the end of a long hall near the servants' passage. I knocked once on the door before opening it slowly.
"Emmeryn?" I asked, "Is it safe?"
"The Emblem?" She replied, "Yes, of course, why would you ask?"
"Someone's infiltrated the palace. I don't know how they got in undetected though…" I watched the door, hand on my sword's hilt, "If they have any reason to; it'd be for the Emblem, quite possibly your, Chrom and Lissa's life and whatever's in the treasury."
"Do you think…" Emmeryn started, "its Plegia?"
"It's possible," I glanced at her before turning my head back to the door, "What a cruel time to pull something like this. Have they no heart?"
"This is my fault…" She muttered, "None of this would have happened…"
"Then Maribelle's head would on a silver platter. This couldn't have been prevented," She seemed about to counter, but I continued, "If you had handed over the Fire Emblem, it would be the same as every man, woman and child dying to war. Gangrel said he'd wish us all dead. Isn't this the better option? To save some lives?"
"What you say is true, but if there had been a path that led to peace, I would've taken it," She smiled sadly, "If I had the chance to sacrifice myself to end the fighting, I would."
I sweatdropped at this, "B-but you won't really do that, right? What about Chrom and Lissa? They need you and so does Ylisse."
"Only if it came to that, of course," was all she said before footsteps could be heard down the hall and there was a knock.
"Uhh….Room service?" The idiot on the other side said before I slammed the door opened and stabbed him.
Thankfully, he wasn't on our side.
Someone else came running down the hall. I raised my sword before realizing it was Lucina.
"Y-you again…." Lucina muttered.
Well, I feel welcome.
"I should be the one saying that," I replied, "What is it you want here?"
"I only come to defend the exalt from the coming assassins," Lucina replied strongly.
"Glad to know that you're on our side, Marth."
"A….A pleasure…milady."
I turned to face the as "Grievers" came down the hall. The assassin's drew their blades. Thankfully, they didn't have bows. I glanced at Lucina again.
"Ready to take these shanks, Greenie?"
She looked at me oddly before slowly nodding, raising her Falchion and charging at the assassins. I quickly followed and cut down one on my right. I didn't come out unscathed and breathed in sharply as the one that had just died left a cut on my arm. Yowch. Pain.
More assassins came around the corner and surrounded us.
Gods…Is this Lunatic or something? There shouldn't be this many assassins…I think.
What's gonna happen now? Some psycho's gonna murder the next three who come around the corner?
I'm just writing a death wish…
"There's too many of them…But if we fail…" Lucina muttered as we now stood back to back.
"Oh, cheer up," I replied, "Can't hurt to be a bit more positive."
She winced, "I'm not being negative. I'm being a realist."
"Whatever, Ms. Sunshine," I sighed.
Even more assassins came to join the battle as we somehow held the conversation will we fended them off.
"You don't even know what I've been through. It was bad and now you're here telling me to be positive about it?!"
"Well, excuse me, princess," I said sarcastically.
"Princess?!"
"Um…What? Are you really a princess?"
"Uh…N-no. I was just surprised to be referred to in that way."
I rolled my eyes. It's like trying to hold a conversation with myself. I wonder if—
Just then a yell sounded from the other end of the hall.
"STEP AWAY FROM THE DOOR, SHANKS!"
Lucina seemed to deflate a bit. Must be a really annoying person.
"Ephraim…" She muttered, "Can't be subtle, can she?"
Clara's PoV
Gods. Why can't Ilithyia be quiet about this? We're supposed to not draw the Shepherds' attention. I don't want to see their faces. Especially him. I can't or I'll lose it right here and right now.
"Pick a god and pray!" A voice boomed and cut down an assassin that was making its way towards me. The voice's owner then turned to me and—Speak of the devil and it shall come.
"Who are you?" Father asked, "If you're here to harm milord, milady or Her Grace, you shall be severely punished."
"I…I…" A wariness battle with him? I've always wanted to have one of these, but I just can't… "S-sir, I…I c-came here to aid the Shepherds…I-I'm with Prin—Marth. Marth, y-yeah…" I began fiddling nervously with my gauntlets. My façade was failing.
"That armor is of Ylissean make…" He looked me up and down, "Designed for an Ylissean pegasus knight. Where's your steed?"
"Sh-shouldn't I be asking where yours is?" I said, slowly gaining my confidence, "Who wants to ride a horse indoors?"
"Hm…Indeed," He began to walk down a hall leading to the exalt's room, but stopped, "Aren't you coming, miss?"
"Y-yes, sir," I quickly followed.
Asuna's PoV
"BOOM, BITCHES!" I chucked a short spear at two assassins. Somehow it impaled both of them and stuck them into the wall. Where they died. Yay, "Shuck-faced shucks… Hey? How was that Clara?" I turned and realized that she was gone, following someone down a hall.
I let out a siiiigh before running after her.
Erin's PoV
Done. We were done. No more Assy Sassins are left.
I nodded to Lucina and made my way back to the others, "If anymore come, you know what to do, but I doubt they will. I need to meet up with yo—Chrom and Robin."
It didn't take long to them. In fact, I witnessed the final blow on Validar. I loved hearing his dying noises….I mean, whaaaaat?
Anyway…
"Oh, you killed the head baddie?" I asked.
Robin looked over as Chrom pulled Falchion from Validar's gut, "Baddie? ….Yes, he's dead."
"Phew. That's a relief," I looked to Chrom, "Huh. That is one bloody corpse. Whatcha do? Rip out his insides?"
"I may as well have," Chrom said, "Emmeryn could've died tonight and it would've been because of this man."
"Those are Plegian robes…" I glanced at Robin, "This must be the worst Christmas ever for many people. Almost as bad as when Newt died…"
"Newt?" Robin asked.
"Oh, nothing…."
Next Day ~ Barracks
Cookies are done~!
Was this really necessary?
Yes. I love Christmas!
So does every CHILD in the world.
Screw you too!
I carefully placed the cookies on a plate and stowed the cookie dough in my ugly sweater for later.
"What are you doing?" I heard someone ask.
I turned and realized it was the Greenie, "Oh, Merry Christmas, Noah. Just making some cookies. Want some dough?"
"Uhh….Sure?"
"Don't sound so excited!" I pulled out a glob and handed it over, "Hope you aren't allergic to chocolate," I looked around him and realized the first Shepherds were coming to sit around the tree I "bought".
"All right, is everyone here?" Lissa asked, clutching Chrom's gift to her closely. She looked like a huggable doll in her nightgown.
"Yeah!" Rei said, cookie in mouth, "Let's open stuff already!"
Stahl shook his head, "Rei, be patient. It's better to give than receive."
"We're holding up the giving by not receiving~!"
The present Shepherds gave a collective sigh.
I picked something up from my pile and looked at the tag.
To: Erin
From: People you are special to.
….
Huh?
I looked around and realized everyone was opening something.
So I decided I'd open this thing.
I pulled off the top and inside was….
An ornate rapier scabbard?
I don't have a rapier.
I looked around the room again and watched as Chrom pulled a necklace out of a box.
Now I'm confused.
I glanced into the box again and pulled out a note saying:
"Please give this to someone special to you…
Love,
L & I"
Uhhh. Okay?
"Oi! Chrom!" I stood and walked over to the prince, "I think this is for you."
"Yeah, I wouldn't expect a necklace as my own gift," We swapped gifts.
"Wow, it's so pretty! And I'm not one for these things. Thanks!"
He turned a bit red, "Uhh, you too."
I smiled and walked over to Rei.
"Hey, Rei! Ready to give our gifts?"
"Yeah!"
In the next twenty minutes each Shepherd was equipped with an ugly sweater including Kellam, who seemed very happy to be noticed. His had these Thunder-powered lights and jingly bells.
Everyone seemed so happy with their stuff. Rei, who had donned elf ears, turned to me and we shared a high-five.
"Merry Christmas, Rei!"
"You too, Neri!
OH, GODS! This is so long overdue! I am SO sorry peeps! But I had reasons and you all know them. I'd like to thank ThatOneSelfInsertGuy (Noah) for the help with this and for giving support! I'm sure you've checked out his story already, but if you haven't, then go! It's called The Realm of the New God!
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The Sweater Files
Chrom: Um…Why am I tied to a chair?
Erin: I'd like you to answer a few questions. What color sweater would you want?
Chrom: Maybe re-
Erin: How about blue? Yes, blue will do nicely. -scribbles into notepad- What else on it?
Chrom: A-
Erin: How about lights? Ah, yes!
Chrom *sigh*
Erin: NEXT!
Chrom: -dragged away by Rei-
Erin: And this is the end result!
Chrom: Uhh...
Erin: Don't worry! It's got a detachable sleeve! So no covering up that Brand of yours! And these Thunder-powered lights are shaped into a Brand!
Chrom: That's-
Erin: You're welcome!
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Erin: Okay! Let's get to work on these ugly-
Rei: Don't call them ugly! Festive!
Erin: What? But they're-
Rei: FESTIVE!
Erin: Right...Okay, Rei. Why don't you handle this then?
Rei: The sweaters must fall into these categories! U.G.L.Y
Erin: Doesn't that spell-
Rei: U! Unique! G! Great design and comfy! L! Lovable! Y! Yuletide and in the Christmas spirit!
Erin: *facepalm*
XD I tried!
Anyway! Leave a review if you can! Have a Merry Christmas readers! Thoaria out! PEACE!
(If you don't get any updates for a week or two I may or may not be in hibernation mode)
Okay, so some people apparently ship me and Noah. You people are crazy! I won't say I'm bothered, but stop bugging him about it, all right?
