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The fact is, the more reviews I get, the faster I update! Which means, to you dumb brains who can't get my meaning, REVIEW!

This is the third instalment in the "Tale of Althum's Sweethearts", which I know I keep getting the title wrong, but I think you get my meaning. Its a DaveXEmmyXRush. A really interesting love triangle. Bwahahahaha!

Perlease, people! is Dave/Rush the ONLY pairing that's gonna be on this website?!

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Tale of Athlum's Sweethearts: Part III

by: Emma Honeywell the Second aka Emmy.

Suddenly, Rush came to me while I was lounging (direct translation: Slacking) in the gardens, interrupting my joyful daydreams of the time I first met the Marquis of Athlum. He offered me a flower, and a charming smile.

Now to be honest, Rush is a pretty boy, and if I had met him first, I would probably have gone for him, but so it is been that fate brought me to fall for David.

So it really cut me deep within when I had to tell Rush that I was taken. I'd never seen a boy's face fall so far down. His chin nearly conked against the ground, but for the fact that it is not physically possible, also if it HAD conked against the ground, I would have laughed in his face, leading him to...i dunno, go all emotional and 'accidentally fall off a cliff'?!

I'm not daft. I realised that he had been hounding after my attention for weeks now. In those past weeks, I tried my best to ignore that needy puppy look he had, but failed to resist his slightly girlish, rather cute looking face.

After the 'confession', I suddenly thought up of an idea.

"Rush..." I called after his retreating, crestfallen back.

He immediately perked up. It was almost hilarious, like a plant that has wilted to near death, and suddenly you plop in some seagull crap and it straightens like a soldier at attention.

"Emmy?"

"Uhm, I was just thinking the other day, that a friend of mine requested that I put on a show for her birthday party. Would you like to star in the show? Oh, by the way, she's single and rather gorgeous..."

Hmm, I suppose Rush might have been interested to find a new girlfriend instead of me, so he perked up even more, spun around, practically shunpoed toward me, with that 'eager adorable puppy look' on his face.

I felt so bad.

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third person POV now!

"This...is...," Rush muttered under his breath.

"...RIDICULOUS!' David completed his sentence, his face blushing furiously and hunching over in embarrassment.

Emmy smiled. "Aww, c'mon guys! You look such a perfect pair!"

"When I agreed to acting in the play, I hadn't said I was going to CROSS BLIDDY EFFING DRESS, ESPECIALLY IN A SPEGHETTI STRAPPED BALL DRESS WITH PINK LACE!!!" Rush screamed.

David couldn't help but grin evilly behind a hand. At least he just had to act as Rush's boyfriend, and at least he got to be a guy. But the fact that he had to act gay still hit a major blow to his male ego.

He immediately sobered up when Emmy handed him a purple flower. Déjà vu, it was the same type of flower he had given to Rush in chapter one.

Which probably meant this was some Rush/Dave fangirl's dream. David resisted the urge to drop the flower and stomp on it, release Gae Bolg on it, then pass it to Rush so Rush could unleash Omnistrike on it.

But he couldn't, so he had to satisfy himself with these violent thoughts within his head.

"Alright! Bringing out our special drama production directed by Emmy Honeywell..."Tale of Athlum's Sweethearts'!"

Emmy rushed back into the tent behind the stage, an shoved the two unfortunate, utterly embarrassed, utterly straight, utterly resolved to murder Emmy if not for the fact that they both loved/had a crush on her.

Rush and David stood there side by side on the stage staring at the twenty or so insane yaoi fangirls staring back hopefully for some live action. David never ever got stage fright, since he usually had to give speeches to large audiences, being the Marquis and all. Rush, being a guy in a dress on stage, was shaking in his pants, and his legs were bending nervously under the skirt.

Emmy hissed from behind the curtains. "Get on with it!"

"Uh...uhh!"David gathered his thoughts. He cleared his throat. "Uh..uhm...my...uhh..uh...princess! Thine hand is...uh...too graceful for one as...uh..."

The numerous rabid yaoi fangirls at the foot of the stage screamed. "GET ON WITH IT!!!"

David looked uncertainly at Rush. Rush certainly did NOT want to be kissed by his friend, especially one who was a GUY. David could easily lead Athlum to independence with speeches, yet he could not stand against a bunch of insane girls. He decided to take things into his own hands.

He leaned to ward David. Dave, predictably, was shocked, and pretty much shaking in his pants. Was his friend really gay?!

Rush puckered his lips...leaned in...

The yaoi fangirls held their breaths...

Dave nearly fainted from shock...

...and Rush jerked back and kicked David into the audience. David did a horrible impression of a diver, squashing two fangirls. The shock sent the rest of the girls screaming and stepping back, leaving Rush with enough time to rip off his dress, (he was wearing his usual garb underneath) jump down the stage, grab a very dazed David by the arm roughly and pull him away, away from the insaneness of it all.

When they managed to flee to the palace, the two boys caught their breaths.

Rush calmed down. "Dave..."

David sighed. "Yes, Rush?"

Rush puffed one more exhausted breath. "Your girlfriend is INSANE."

David collapsed on the floor. "Yeah..."

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(David and Rush stroll into a room, and the sight of the author dancing side to side greets them.)

Dave: Lifiea Chancelot...

Lifiea (that's me): (ignores)

Rush: (walks up to Lifiea...whacks her head with the flat of his sword)

Lifiea: OUCH. but thanks!

Dave: Why are you so happy?

Lifiea: (breaks out into wide grin) I BEAT THE GATES OF HELLLLLLL!!!!

Rush: Yeah, that was one tough fight, eh?

Dave: But there is still that Jader or Ja...guy left to kill...

Lifiea:...I'm trying to ignore your efforts to dampen my mood.

Dave: And the fight wasn't that bad anyway.

Lifiea: THAT'S IT! (grabs Rush's sword) Gracias, Rush.

(tears after David, waving sword about) "YOU IDIOT! SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP!!!!"

Dave: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH