a/n: Vandham doesn't like when BLADEs are late.
Vandham gave the most thunderous look that a man of such sandy blond constitution could manage. His skell-sized bulk helped. "You never fail to disappoint, Christoph."
"Don't bring my family into it. I work hard to be this lousy." Frye cleaned his ear for a second. "I know I'm a day late and a credit short, but the Ganglion had this BBQ going."
"And you had to join."
"Mostly to rescue the main dish."
Vandham gusted a sigh. "So that's why the Nopon want to give you a medal. Ceremony's tomorrow. Show up on time, son."
a/n: It is only now, on the last day, that I realize FANFIC COUNTS APOSTROPHES AS TWO WORDS. I cannot, can not, and can't even. So many extra adjectives I missed! Also, how can this be the first time I have brought up Vandham?
Next up: Drought. I will indulge, as a treat.