Calill and Largo

GIFT

The most beautiful gift Largo ever gave Calill was a diamond, but that's another tale for another time. For now, Largo was noticing how her face moved along with the beat of the rain outside.

"Calill," Largo asked, "Would you like a musician?"

"A musician does sound enticing," Calill said, smiling. "Okay, Largo, do you have one for me?"

"Uh… of course I do," Largo lied, "I already prepared one, and he'll be here tomorrow."

"Alright, I'll be waiting," Calill said as she left the room.

Largo obtained a shocked expression and said, "Oh, crap. Gotta find a musician… gotta find a musician… gotta find a musician."

He found no one besides Danved. "Danved! You gotta help me! Pretend to be a musician for Calill!"

"Calill has seen Danved. Calill knows what Danved looks like. Not many dark brown people in Crimea, are there?"

"Well then here's what you've gotta do… wear a false mustache!"

"A false mustache? Danved would look silly, but he'd still look like Danved. Not even Little Amy would be fooled by Danved's disguise."

"Please? I don't want to ask Mia or Muarim or Tauroneo!"

"Why not Mia? She lives in Crimea!"

"I suppose I could ask Mia, but… a woman's place is…" Largo began. He then remembered the lecture Mia gave him long ago. That painful, painful lecture. "Okay."

So he went to the Greil Mercenaries' fort, where he found Mia. "Mia," he said, "I need you to pretend to be a musician!"

"Why?" Mia asked.

"Because I promised Calill there would be one!" Largo said, "Please! I beg you!"

Mia sighed. "Oh, okay… but you owe me."

Mia donned a silver dress and picked up a flute. She played it badly. Largo pointed to Mia as Calill walked up and said, "Hey look, Calill! It's a musician." Calill winced as the younger woman played the flute.

"Largo, didn't you say the musician was a man?" Calill asked, confused.

"Ah, yeah, about that… he died, so he needed a substitute stat!"

"Largo," Calill asked suspiciously, "Did you lie to me?"

"Of course I did…n't…" Largo said. "I didn't!"

"It's okay if you did, Largo," Calill said with a sly smile, "Just don't do it again."

Mia proclaimed loudly, "BUST-ed!"

Largo chased after her but she nimbly escaped all of his attacks.

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TALK

"Do you think it's time?" Largo asked.

"Time to do what?" Calill asked.

"Time to tell Amy that she's adopted. I mean, someday she's going to find out about… that thing… and then she'll be really confused," Largo pointed out.

"She doesn't need to know. Besides, I can just tell her she's a Spirit Charmer through heredity," Calill said. "I don't want Amy to know that she's a…"

"Calill, you aren't a Spirit Charmer, and even if you were it's not hereditary. You know that she can learn that. And how are we going to explain those scholars' scriptures that say 'the bastards born of laguz and beorc shall bring forth disaster and shall be eternally damned?' That weird guy from the desert said Yune told him it was a lie, but still…"

"Largo, we don't have to tell her. Trust me, she's better off not knowing. Even Spirit Charmers have suffered under false pretenses, like Soren."

"But Calill," Largo said, "Mia said she overheard him saying he wasn't a Spirit Charmer to Pelleas."

Calill put the pieces together. "Exactly!" she said, "If Amy thinks she's a Spirit Charmer, she'll never make a slip-up like that!" Largo knew there was no convincing his wife.

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HARDSHIP

Largo came home with a sword wound on his side. "You girls have all the luck, you know…"

Calill asked, "What do you mean?"

"You girls can say that we guys are dumb or jerks without getting called sexist, but if we guys say you girls are weak or submissive that's a whole other story. Mia STILL hasn't forgiven me for those passing comments I made over three years ago."

"Well but you don't see, Largo. I don't think you're dumb because you're a guy; I think you're dumb because well, you insulted Mia… I think that pretty much speaks for itself."

"And I suppose if I called you dumb you'd say I was sexist."

"Well I'd say you were wrong."

"And if I said all girls were stupid what would you say?"

"I would say you were sexist. But you don't really think that, do you?"

"No, of course not!" Largo said, "In fact, I suggested Mia should try to become a mage… but she didn't like that idea."

"You are aware that four sevenths of our mage troops were male, right? (Three fifths at the time)," Calill asked.

"Yeah but the biggest pussies of all! Soren is a receptive sodomite, Bastian is a prissy bard, and Tormod is a crybaby. Then of course there was spineless Pelleas."

"Largo, you'll never learn, will you? Insulting people isn't the way to get far in life. If you don't think magic is sufficiently 'tough', then I will make you sleep outside tonight!" Calill kicked Largo out and slammed and locked the door. Largo regretted his actions.

"Yep, they have all the luck."

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ARGUMENT

"Calill, you left your bra on the dresser last night!" Largo complained.

"No I didn't!" Calill argued, "That was someone ELSE'S bra, and don't think I don't know. You talk about her nonstop."

"You mean Mia? Mia isn't…" Largo began, then he blushed, as he looked up at Calill, "As well-endowed as you."

"Exactly!" Calill shouted, "That bra is far too small for me."

"No," Largo said, "It fits you perfectly. And it has 'property of Calill' written on it."

"Oh, it does?" the blonde asked, stealing the bra and examining it, "Oh, I guess you're right. But I know I'll find her bra eventually."

Largo rolled his eyes.

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RELAXATION

When Amy was fast asleep, Largo and Calill would smile at each other. Even though they were more prone to fighting than others, they were strong enough to make it through every time. Calill was happy she had someone to fight with, and make up with, regardless of the cost.

Author's Note: Only six chapters remain. There are two last official couples: Haar and Jill and Leanne and Naesala. I want to do one next and save the other for last. Review to state your preference.