Fate/School Days - 12
"Skirt length?"
"Let's try a few: thigh, knee, and calf."
"No ankle length samples?"
"Too boring."
Uzume scribbled into her notepad for a few moments, then tapped her pen against her chin. "Colors?"
"Hm, we could use the school colors..." Karin glanced over at Koyuki, who merely shrugged back at her. "Nah, let's go for the usual black and white."
"Full apron or half?"
"Half, I think. I have plans for the upper body, nfufufufu~" Karin's glasses were misted over.
Uzume gave her a look over her notepad. "You're thirteen," she pointed out.
"Has that ever stopped you before?" Karin retorted.
"Good point."
Keiko walked past Sakuya's room with her bundle, then paused and backtracked until she was in the doorway. "What'cha reading there?"
Sakuya didn't look up from her book. "Monsters of the Occult and Legend by... some guy. It has pictures."
Keiko quirked an eyebrow and stepped inside to look over her shoulder. "Kappas... Karakasas... oh come on, you can do better than that."
"..."
"You see those in every horror flick nowadays. Nobody's going to be scared from those things."
Sakuya didn't reply.
Keiko suddenly jumped as she felt a cold hand wrap around her ankle. She looked down to see a shadowy demon rising from the floor, using the leverage to pull itself up and out. Her wrapped bundle hit the floor as she leapt back, her contender pistol produced from a subspace pocket and trained on the demon before she got herself under control. She turned to glare at her sister, now smiling with smug satisfaction back at her. "When did you learn to do that?" she demanded.
"This morning," Sakuya replied airily. "I believe you were saying something earlier?"
"Ha ha, very funny," Keiko said sourly, dismissing her weapon and reaching down to pick up her bundle.
Sakuya's eyes shifted, "What do you have there?"
Keiko unwrapped the cloth to reveal a set of toy spring-loaded rifles. "I was gonna take these down to the workshop and, um, tweak them a bit."
"Tweak them," Sakuya repeated blanky.
"Yup!" The gunslinger's eyes unfocused slightly. "They'll become fragile... they'll become dangerous..." Her mouth twisted into a pleased grin as a light shone in her eyes. "They'll make pretty, pretty explosions!"
"..." Stare.
"..." Smile.
"Dad's gonna flip when he hears you bastardized his pre-asskicking one-liner."
"Uzume-kaasan~ Oh, there you are." Fuuko sauntered into the room and grabbed a seat.
"What's up, Fuuko-chan?" the designer asked absently as she made rough drafts on a fresh sheet of paper.
"I need you to design something for me." Fuuko stretched out languorously on her couch. "Whenever you have time, of course."
"What's your class doing, Fuu-chan?" Karin asked from the other side.
"No idea!" The other girl smiled saucily. "I volunteered for the nursing station. Helping all those poor students dealing with the summer weather, suffering heat strokes and dehydration, needing somebody to give them close, personal attenti—"
"I have leftover nurse costumes in my closet," Uzume said.
"Will they fit?"
"Do you want them to?"
"Excellent point," Fuuko rose to her feet and marched for the door. "Thanks, Uzume-kaasan!"
Karin stared at the door where her sister had disappeared through, then back at her stepmother. "I wish I'd thought of that."
"Clearly, Matsu has not been teaching you properly," Uzume replied.
All but forgotten by the other two, Koyuki soundlessly stood up and exited through the door after her elder sister.
The next day...
Sensei stared at the stack of papers Karin handed to her. "What is this?"
"It's the design concepts for the maid costumes," the redhead replied.
"No," Sensei snatched the top sheet and held it up for inspection. "What is this?"
Karin put on her best innocent face. "A hadaka apron?"
"Why is it here when I specifically said not to?"
"To give you perspective."
"What?"
"No matter how the rest of these will look, you'll know it's not as bad as it could be."
Sensei stared at Karin for a few long moments, then sighed in defeat. Tossing the first sketch to the side on her desk, she picked up the rest of the stack and began leafing through them.
"Sakuya-chan," Saori made her way through the chaos that was Class 1-4. "Did you get any ideas for the scares in our haunted house?"
Sakuya smiled and lifted up a completely empty duffel bag. "Better yet, I have them in here."
"Ooh, can I see?"
"Um," Sakuya looked over to where a group of boys were setting up black-curtained areas. "I haven't really had a chance to uh... paint them. Besides I think it'll work best in the darkness. Want to try it out?"
"Sure!"
Saori let Sakuya lead her over to a completed section and they both stepped inside. After a few moments, there was a blood-curdling shriek and the girl all but flew out, tumbling over a desk in her haste to get away. Sakuya followed her at a more sedate pace, making motions as if stuffing something back into her bag. She walked up to the hyperventilating girl and smiled.
"Do you think that will work?" she asked.
Saori gave her a wide-eyed stare and just nodded.
"Emiya-san," Class 1-3's Representative walked up. "Have you got the... oh good."
Keiko grinned and brandished her bag, "Twelve spring-loaded toy guns. Perfectly safe for indoor use."
"Great, do you have the shots for them?"
Keiko blinked. "Shots?"
"Shots, bullets, things-to-put-in-guns-to-make-them-go-boom?"
"Hehe... boom. I mean, uh," Keiko laughed nervously. "I used them all up last ni– I mean... I'm still looking for something other than just plastic pellets. They just don't have quite the kick I'm looking for."
The Class Rep frowned, "Aren't plastic pellets reusable? Why not just pick them up after you were done with them?"
Keiko simply chuckled nervously and looked away.
Sensei lifted an eyebrow at the last sketch in the stack. "Cat ears?"
"Kemonomimi is moe~" Karin cooed. "I was thinking we could customize them, ask each student what they wanted and try to make some for each one."
"Vetoed," Sensei said. "I know you're getting a family discount, but let's keep it simple and not go over budget."
Karin's face fell.
Sensei shuffled back through the stack, picking one out and handing it back to her student. "Let's go with this one. Make a copy of it and give it to the room-design team so you can coordinate stylistic colors and frills, or whatever."
"Hai~"
Elsewhere in the school...
Two girls walked the halls of the school. Nothing special. They just walked. Nearby students helpfully moved out of their path.
"Bwah?"
"Whoa."
"Niiice~"
A teacher stepped into their path and blocked their advance. "Emiya-san, that is not an appropriate dress!"
Fuuko looked down at her nurse uniform. At least two-sizes too small, it hugged her figure quite nicely, with a miniskirt that was just long enough to keep from being completely indecent. Her legs were bare except for her pantyhose, ending in strappy high-heeled sandals. A tiny cap perched on her head with a red cross emblazoned on the front completed the ensemble. She looked back at the teacher with wide, innocent eyes. "What, this?"
"Yes, that!" The School's Nurse pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. "Go find and get changed back into your normal uniforms. Please don't wear those again on the day of the festival, or I might reconsider letting you sign up as a volunteer." She turned towards Koyuki, who was dressed in an identical set right down to the choice of relative dress size. "And I don't recall letting your sister sign up at all. You too. Uniform. Now."
"Ah," Koyuki looked down at her own attire. "But I liked this."
Fuuko grabbed her sister's shoulder and spun her around before she could say anymore. "Yes, Sensei, sorry about this!" She turned on her heel and marched back down the way they'd come.
She might have added an extra sway of her hips with each step. She might have caused more than a few nosebleeds and given the School Nurse some extra patients she might not have had. But let's just say she didn't.
She and her sister were just walking down the hallway. Nothing special.
hadaka apron – naked apron
kemonomimi – literally animal ears, generally refers to mostly-human chars with animal characteristics, like tails, paws, etc.
moe – if you don't know what this means you fail as a weeabo. it's also... kinda hard to define
hai – same as above. but it means 'yes'
(a/n) – (imageshack. us/ photo/ my-images/ 708/ fsd12maidv2. jpg/) — cuz you KNOW you'd be picturing it in your head otherwise...
also just because i dont want to deal with the hassle of moving stories over (especially since i dumped my files once i posted them here) i'll just keep this as a single story. at least the chapters are numbered so you wont get TOO lost... much.
maybe.
in other news, we've been doing some more detailed profiles for our chars, unfortunately KittyBear has gone missing so we haven't been able to get him to update the data sheet. i took the liberty of posting them to my intro page, along with all the art pieces that have been collecting until now.