A/N: this will be a pretty short one, but this was a spontaneous idea…and don't ask about the title…
IV. Bubbles, bubbles…
It had been a long and tiring day for Shion, who would have known that the pope when not preparing the new generation of saints to the upcoming Holly War would need to battle with so much paperwork. No wonder his master had escaped when they wanted him to be the pope and why Sage-sama was so often annoyed and tended to sneak away from work. Massaging his stiff shoulders wanted Shion only a relaxing and hot bath and to play a bit with his Little Lamb before going to bed. This reminded him, he had not seen Mu all day or heard him for that matter.
He had been forced into his study and left alone to deal with the white mountains of paper one having more ridiculous demands on it then the other. So stopping in his tracks and looking around had Shion closed his eyes and started concentrating on the small cosmos emitting from his charge. It always brought a smile to his face because how soft it felt, like the fleece of a young sheep…great, Dohko was rubbing of on him. Pushing those thoughts away started Shion to follow the trail of cosmos, nearly running into different parts of the furniture and some souls on the way, till he heard the sound of happy child laughter. He was already close, but why was he feeling as if the Aries cloth would try to pull him into the opposite direction.
Opening his eyes he fully understood…
Many saints, trainees and staff members looked up startled at the pope's palace atop of the large hill in the heart of the Sanctuary when the loud screams come, while inside was the pope desperately trying to apologize and to explain that he hadn't seen anything! And all this while dodging all types of objects his opponents could get they hands on.
Mu on the other hand was happily recanting his favourite words 'pelvelt sheep' to which the maids agreed when the pope finally managed to get out of the door.
"Really that man, I know that he must be lonely, but this is still no excuse to walk into the maids bathing area." said a blonde maid indignantly, a blush still on her cheeks.
"All men tend to be impossible." another one agreed.
"Let's hope that when you grow up you will be a sweet and kind guy and not a pervert." stated Lydia as she and the other maids smiled at the now finally clean and giggling baby with them in the bath, 'aawwwing' when he started chasing some of the soap bubbles floating around them.
Owari