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UGUU IF ITS OOC I APPOLOGIZE BUT...I'm not the best at writing fanfictions ;3;
More Hubert x Pascal and Cheria x Asbel. This is where I stopped so far in my fanfiction so I'm not sure when the next chapter will be released.
Being the lieutenant of the Strahta military, Hubert Oswell was very busy and always had important missions to attend to. Hubert was in Yu Liberte in his adoptive father's home when he received the royal invitation of the ball from Richard. At first he wasn't interested much; matters such as dance parties could be held at later dates, or so he thought. It was then he gave another thought about attending and if anyone else would be there.
'It would be rude to not take up on this offer after putting much effort into it…' he gave thought to himself.
He put a hand into his pocket and took out a small communicator. He wrote a quick, subtle message into it and swiftly put it away as if he'd been trying to do obscurely hide it. It seemed a bit odd for him to actually have a slight urge to attend. Though deep down he knew there were actual reasons that even he himself would deny. He sighed pushing those thoughts aside.
He slid his chair from his desk and pulled a clear package from underneath. The transparent plastic held a neatly folded black suit that had a charming blue tie that would dazzle anyone at first sight. He carefully unwrapped the package and pulled out the suit still neatly folded and unworn. Soon he started observing the fine details before heading towards his changing room.
Asbel sat outside with Sophie who had her down with a sparkling butterfly clip that belonged to Cheria. She was wearing a long silk blue dress that glowed in the moonlight. Asbel was wearing a knight-looking uniform with his hair put back. He had many ruffles at the end of his coat and sleeves; Sophie sometimes smoothed at it to feel it.
"Gosh, she takes forever to get ready…" Asbel sighed as he tapped his foot.
Sophie nodded. "She said she wanted to look extra special, she even wore a bright pink bra to go with—" Sophie was immediately cut off as Cheria ran down and covered her mouth.
"S-Sophie please! I told you to stop saying things that are sort of…well personal" Cheria blushed and looked away from Asbel.
Asbel blushed but it wasn't because of what Sophie had said, it was because Cheria looked absolutely stunning. Her hair was tied up neatly in a sparkling red bow that went very well with her pink hair. Her lips were glossed, her face was pink and powdery and her eyes shined immensely. She wore a dark red dress that had a large rose on her strap, along with long gloves with matching color.
"You look…amazing Cheria" he timidly tried to look straight at her, but ended up scratching his head while looking around.
"Thanks…" She as well couldn't look him straight in the eyes and instead looked straight at the ground. "I wasn't sure if it was going to look good on me, I mean…" she began to stubble on her words.
Sophie popped up in front of them, throwing off the lovey-dovey mood. "You guys we have to go now; Richard's royal crablettes are going to all be eaten!" she threw her hands in the air.
Cheria laughed. "Alright, let's go then"
The Barona Castle was an amazingly well-built structure. It had many endless halls that led to dining rooms, bedrooms, and of course large dance rooms. Women and men in suits and dresses headed towards the large castle in groups and couples all over.
Asbel and Cheria entered the castle crowded by loud noise and people. From there they entered a large ball room that held so many decors that they were uncountable. The walls were beautifully painted a cream color and the floors were covered by a dark red silk carpet. The food and refreshments were beautifully set on a long table with fancy plates and cups. Sophie edged almost her whole body on the food table with her hair nearly dipping into a bowl of chocolate. Cheria pulled her back and lectured a bit on how its unlady like to lean over a table; let alone have your hair nearly toppled over the food on it.
Asbel looked around and glanced back at Cheria "I don't see anyone else yet; do you think they decided to come?"
Cheria shrugged. "I don't know, I can see Pascal wanting to go but I'm not sure about Hubert or Malik. I haven't seen Richard yet either."
"Well Richard is hosting this party, so he's probably going to make an announcement or something."
Sophie glanced back at the food table. "Crablettes…"
"Well I guess maybe I could look around—" Asbel paused and squinted his eyes across the enormous hall and noticed a blue haired young man standing by the entrance. "Is that…Hubert?"
He motioned Cheria and Sophie to follow him and they made their way towards him. Hubert stood there looking immensely around not paying much attention around him. He was wearing a black suit with a dark blue tie. He barely noticed when Asbel nudged him to get his attention. "Hubert?"
"Y-Yes?" Hubert snapped back to reality.
"You seem sort of out of it" Asbel laughed. "I honestly didn't really expect you do come."
He did a usual lift of glasses. "Yes well, I wasn't as busy as I anticipated being, so I thought it'd be a waste if I did not attend"
A young white haired woman with her white hair with red tips tied up in a bun appeared beside Asbel. Her lips we're a shiny red and she wore a dress that was knee length and had frills at the edge. Her thick eyes were narrowed down in distress and anger.
"Fourier?" Asbel took a step back feeling as though he moved closer to her he'd be stared down by her angry glare.
"Wait if Fourier is here then that means—" Cheria was interrupted by a growl from Fourier.
"WHERE IS SHE? I SWEAR WHEN I FIND HER…"
"W-wait just calm down Fourier, you're talking about Pascal right?" Cheria gave her a small pat on the shoulder to calm her.
"She has embarrassed me for the last time; Just ONCE I try and make her act and look like a girl and she ruins it by acting like a wild animal at a zoo!" Fourier took a breath and pouted.
Cheria leaned her index finger on her chin. "Wait, when did you lose sight of her?"
"I don't know! She just wandered off when I wasn't looking!"
"I doubt she's doing anything that chaotic; it's pretty crowded here after all, maybe she just got lost. " Hubert suggested.
Asbel shrugged and almost snickered. "You would know."
"W-What's that supposed to mean?"
"Wait…Where is Sophie?" Cheria and Asbel turned around both directing their eyes near the food table. There stood Sophie looking over the table and piling a plate with different desserts and pastries. Pascal was beside her doing the same while pointing at different foods for Sophie to try.
"Oooh Oh get that one! Oh wait! Maybe that one over there—actually this looks pretty good too—get me that squishy looking thing over there!"
"PASCAL!" Fourier nearly tumbled over to get through the various people in her way. "Pascal what are you doing?"
"I just saw Sophie running around here and was all like "OMIGOSH SOPHIE" and she was all like "CRABLETTES!" So I took her to the food table and wah-lah! Here we are!"
"Could you at least tell me before you wander off?" Fourier put a palm to her face and shook her head. "Oh just forget it do what you like; just don't get that dress dirty with all that food! Do you know how much that cost?"
"Y'Okay!" Pascal began eating away at her deserts.
As Fourier turned away she waved her hand at Asbel, Cheria, and Hubert standing across the table. "I leave her with you guys since somehow you can handle her odd behavior" She swiftly moved her hair back. "The ball is going to begin soon."
A man in a dark suit suddenly appeared. "Ah, Asbel and Cheria!" He said in his usual low voice as he walked towards them holding a glass of what it looked to be some sort of wine.
"Captain?" Asbel smiled as he saw his old instructor. "I didn't really expect you to be at a party like this"
"I've got some class too you know; and Richard even got me a great looking suit, of course I'd attend."
Sophie walked back towards the group with Pascal while eating a puffy looking egg that was seasoned with colors of red and green. "I found the crablettes…" She was smiling happily to herself while eating the warm crablette.
Pascal herself caught their attention; her hair was tied up in a more short Fourier hair style and she had rosy cheeks and glistening lip gloss with dark pink lips—make-up that surprisingly fit well on her considering her character. Her dress was a mint color with frilly straps on her shoulders. She wore a matching color scarf that looked very similar to her original one.
"Wow Pascal I can hardly recognize you!" Asbel exclaimed as observed her.
"The colors go very well and your hair is great!" Cheria was stunned and amazed at how well Fourier did her make-up. "She must be really good at it…Ugh I'm so amateur…" She sighed as she thought about her own ways of applying make-up. It didn't please her as well as she wish it did.
Pascal put her arms behind her head. "Really?" she wasn't used to being complimented on her looks.
Everyone except Pascal turned to Hubert; obviously expecting some sort of comment. Instead of a comment, he blushed in a flustered manner while looking away.
Malik rubbed his chin and smirked. "Hubert seems to be baffled by your beauty, Pascal."
"I-I didn't say that—I mean you look very presentable for such an occasion—but it's not like I—ugh…" he choked on his words and took a breath. "You look nice, Pascal."
Pascal's face turned a light pink that was unidentable as a blush or just plain excitement in her face. "Hah, thanks little bro!"
"Hubert." he sighed under his breath.
"Oh wait - Hu!" Pascal grinned happily as she remembered the new nickname she gave Hubert.
Not the BEST place to end a chapter, but this is pretty much my progress as of now. I felt like I needed to post it soooo yeah.
Stay tuned for the next chapter whenever that is!~