Me: Request from The Pocketwatch Ripper when I looked at the Reviews and couldn't resist doing this. Sorta combined it with Bznboy's request for Coco. I do not own Vanguard. one-sided Blaster BladexHigh Dog Breeder, Akane. Oh, and this is literally how 14 year old boys at my school act.
"Once upon a time, there were two boys who were best friends. One of these boys would grow up to be one of the greatest knights Cray had ever seen. The other would go through many hardships, achieving little glory, although that was what he desired, as he protected his home alongside his brethren. But due to privacy issues (and that there isn't any), let us just call them Blaster Blade and Blaster Dark for now. But for now, Blaster Blade and Blaster Dark were 14 year old boys bickering over typical boy issues.
"Come on Blade, it'll be awesome! Gallatin and Bedivere are coming too, it'll be great!" Dark moaned at his friend, waving the colourful ticket in his face. "You have NO IDEA who I had to go through for these!"
"Forget it Dark! I am not going to a Bermuda Triangle concert!" Blade protested, trying to escape his friend but failing pitifully. "It's too girly!"
"Come on, it's a Rivière concert! Those are always sold out in a day, and I managed to get tickets! Just come, once! I guarantee you'll enjoy it! Plus have you seen how hot she is?"
"Dude!"
"Oh please, like you haven't ever thought that before!"
"I don't even listen to their music like you! I could be training!"
"Stop being so," Dark gestured around him, trying to find a word for his pathetic friend, "so, so YOU! Enjoy life a little!"
"I could be studying!"
"And that's exactly what I mean!"
"I have homework!"
"I'll tell everyone you use a picture of Akane as your bookmark!"
Blaster Blade froze. "What?" Dark gave him a smug grin.
"You heard me. I'll tell *everyone*." He said, rubbing it in. Blade would definitely give in. "Eeeeeeeveryone. Gordon and Galahad and Seiren and Kay and Randolf and oh especially A-"
"DON'T DO IT PLEASE!" Blaster Blade yelled, hugging his book closer.
"So you'll go!" Dark said, taking the book out of his protesting arms and flipping to the bookmarked page, a photograph of the red-haired breeder as the bookmark. Blade stared. He sighed.
He was so screwed.
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"Nobody had better see me here." Blaster Blade muttered to his friend as they passed security and entered the concert room.
"Oh calm down, relax. You want some popcorn?" Dark pointed at a concession stand, and Blade shot him a look.
"We are respectful squires learning how to become knights later on in life. I can't believe you got me into…." He gestured wildly. "This."
"You'll get wrinkles early if you keep frowning and panicking like that." Dark mused, buying a pack of popcorn and eating it. Blade frowned at him more, then adjusted the hood on the black cloak he insisted on wearing so nobody would recognize him. It looked really stupid and silly.
"Excuse me, excuse me!" A girl's voice yelled as someone pushed through the crowd. She hit Blade hard, and they both fell to the ground, his hood getting knocked off. Blaster Blade looked up in terror to see the scarlet-haired gossiper of his school looming over him and staring.
"Oh my god it's Bl—" She began before he grabbed her mouth to shut her up, then waved at the other people watching them to go away.
"Coco, don't tell anyone about this. Please. I'm begging you!" Blade hissed to her. Scarlet Witch Coco blinked and cocked her head. Then a huge, mischievous smile that Blade didn't like a bit split on her face.
"How badly do you not want people to know you were here?"
"So, sooooobadly!"
"Well then!" Coco stood up, her small frame suddenly seeming a lot more terrifying than Blaster Blade had ever imagined possible. "How about a deal! You do something for me, and I won't tell!""
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"And that, ladies and gentlemen and those of unspecified gender, is the story of how Scarlet Witch Coco made Blaster Blade her slave for the second week of High School." Blaster Dark said to the upcoming Revengers-in-training. "It was probably the best moments of my life."
One boy put up his hand. "Um…" Dark pointed at him to continue. "He was your friend back then, right? Why didn't you do anything?"
"Was I supposed to do something?" Blaster Dark shrugged. "Hey, that was the best week of high school. I'm not protesting. Anyways, back to training. Void isn't going to stop itself."
Me: Blaster Dark is so probably OOC… Everyone was young and immature once.
