Post by Kari Muffin on Oct 5, 2010 14:26:08 GMT -5
Those two things are completely unrelated, I swear. Anyway, here's some small fics that I wrote. <3 I have a long list that I need to write but I have the inspiration of a wet paper bag at the moment.
Characters: Xiven, Emeraude, Peaches
Notes: Peaches finally figured out a non perverted gift for her daughter.
Xiven sat in her office flipping though her paperwork. Best birthday ever. She was fairly certian that everyone had forgotten in favor of slapping more papers on her desk. Emeraude... obviously didn't forget, but she was taking care of some of the unsavory matters that Xiven was stuck with on a normal daily basis.
The knock on the door made her perk. A small part of her anticipated something fantastic, but the rest of her knew the disappointing truth.
"Come in?" She said with her typical false cheer.
When her mother popped her head through he door Xiven visibly tensed.
"Really? That face?" Peaches said with a smirk.
"Is this more Courtly business?"
"No actually. Your birthday gift from me arrived!" Peaches said cheerfully as she opened the door completely. Like a small child she seemed to flail for a moment, clapping her hands together under her jacket. "You have to come and see it. It's time to take a real break from your work! Emeraude is waiting for you too, she actually helped quite a bit with this gift so I suppose... it's from both of us in some weird way."
Xiven stared at her mother for a moment. Last time she checked Emeraude hated just about everyone. So the fact that she banned together with Peaches.... was this some sort of horrible joke? "All right, I'll come with you as long as your promise this isn't some horrible prank."
"It's not! I promise." Peaches said as she grabbed her daughters hand and ushered her forth.
Xiven wanted to cry. This was not the birthday she wanted. She wanted to be on the Midori beach, pretending to get a tan and sipping some booze that tasted like burning. Not having to worry about her children, lovers, or the world. That would be fantastic.
As she fantasied, Peaches lead her down the winding halls. It took them a good fifteen minutes to get where they were going, and thankfully no one seemed to be willing to stop either of them today. Right before they arrived Peaches stopped and pulled a blindfold from her sleeve. "To make this more exciting I need to blind fold you!"
Of course she did. "All right."
Blind folded and less than thrilled, Xiven was carefully directed by her mother. When they arrived to wherever they were going the blindfold was removed in a flash. The light nearly blinding the Queen. It took a full minute for her to realize what was being presented to her.
"You... got me a.... horse?" Xiven found herself staring at the beautiful creature in front of her. Emeraude was holding the reigns so it would stay still. It was almost pure black with the exception of a red spot around the eye she could see. And the eyes were pure black as well. There was also the hint of the A that she could see from here.
"Yep! I'm sorry he's not the colors you always dreamed of, but he's as close as I could get." Peaches said as she nudged her daughter forward. "Now you can be your own knight in shining armor."
Emeraude was quiet as she watched Xiven edge forward to wrap her arms around the docile horse. She let go of the reigns so the Ace could curiously lick at the Queen. The woman actually giggled, and Emeraude couldn't help but be a little cheerful.
Xiven then paused in her motions, going wide eyed as she pulled away from the Ace. She patted it lightly on the nose to show that she wasn't going to do anything hasty. "So... What's wrong with it?" she said as she slowly turned to her still gleeful mother.
The look on Peaches face changed from pure joy to being smacked in the face with a brick. "Wh...nothing is wrong with him. I had to do quite a bit of bargaining with that nasty Highlander bitch who collects horse Aces. He was the only one she was willing to part with. I mean he's a little dim but.... you're not the best at horse riding and he seemed to be the nicest one. And I swear I did a lot of research."
Xiven was still skeptical.
"You're not good at horseback riding?" Emeraude said suddenly, causing both the Queen and the Ace to jump slightly.
"I'm proficient. I enjoy riding around but I can't do much of anything on a horse." She gave a small shrug. "I always admired people who could fight on horseback. That's part of the reason why I have my axe. I can take down a horse with it, or the person riding it." She scratched the Ace lightly behind the ears. "I can try to get better at horse riding but it's always going to be just a hobby."
"Huh," Emeraude said with a shrug. She eyed Peaches for a moment. "Guess your Mom got you the best birthday gift this year. What to go for a little ride?"
Xiven nodded emphatically.
Characters: Emeraude and Othello
Notes: Super short. Super mean spirited.
Emeraude would be the last to admit that she was a picky person. In her eyes she was simply selective because everyone was a beneath her.
And the Heart in front of her was no exception. Though he was kind of pathetic. And he was Xiven's child. She should be nice to him. Xiven didn't like it when she was mean to her children but....
He was just pathetic.
So Emeraude quietly walked up behind him, and swiftly gave him a kick to the bum.
Othello yelped and tumbled head over heal.
She choked back a chuckle as she hurried away.
"Whoever you are I'll get you thome day!" the boy lisped as he tried to right himself.
Emeraude chuckled to herself. Fat chance.
Characters: Sage, Rosemary
Warning: Harsh language.
Notes: Sage throws a tantrum! Why yes, despite being pretty and well mannered she does actually have a mild temper.
Selfish
"You're a dirty whore."
"I love you too, Sage."
The Tulgey was standing with her hands on her hips. Her kimono falling in strange ways as she gave her sister a stare that rivaled all other dirty looks she had ever given her. "I'm serious Rosemary. I am not going to take care of your damn bastard children while you're off fucking every single thing that moves."
"Well you don't have a particularly exciting life here at the Courts. You have time to at least babysit...."
It was clear through the white fur that the Sage was turning red. The shade of crimson shone like a beacon for anyone who cared to look. The yellow furred canine mix debated on disappearing. However she had never seen her sister this angry and it would probably make things worse.
"I have more of a life than you!" She screamed, "I'm trying to become a world famous singer, attend to court duties, have a boyfriend! On top of all of that you're dropping your damn children on me. As much as I love them you have no right! I know you have goals and aspirations but you need to remember that I do too."
She grabbed the nearest object and threw it at the wolf's head.
Rosemary managed to dodge the vase filled with flowers. She had also been able to ignore the terribly eerie sound that was coming from her sister's mechanical pet. It was creepy to watch the adorable creature's eyes glow. "Sage, I'm sorry!"
"No you're not! You're never going to change. I'm always going to be stuck taking care of your stupid accidents!" This time she grabbed one of her dolls. She didn't see which one it was, and if she had she wouldn't have thrown it. So when her sister disappeared and the doll hit the wall with a resounding crack her heart almost stopped.
Dad.
She had thrown the doll of her father against the wall.
She slipped down to the ground, her Tove fluttering over to wrap around her neck as she burst into tears.
Characters: Bailee and Parsley
Notes: Bailee has decided to firmly make herself home in my brain. This fic is totally based off of a dream I had about her. Random TMI medical information warning.
"Did you know parsley can induce a woman's menstruation?"
Bailee had to admit that was probably one of the dumbest things she had said in a long time. The last time she hit on someone she was in Middle School, so she was more than a bit rusty.
"Really?" The fairy squirrel said with a mildly confused expression. He had paused in taking a drink to look at the canine square in the face.
She gave him a timid smile. "Yes. Sage and rosemary can as well."
"What about thyme?"
"No."
"That's a shame. But I can at least tell my sisters about that and see the horrified looks on their face." He chuckled before taking a drink.
Her ears perked slightly. Wait. He found this to be an acceptable conversation? She hadn't completely screwed up? Sometimes she absolutely loved her region.
"So what's your name?"
"Bailee," She responded before taking a small sip of her drink.
"Sorry I don't have a witty fact to give you about your name. I'm a mechanical Corvie so unless you were named after a tool or a car... I'm at a loss." He gave her a rather charming grin, "But you have a rather pretty name."
For a moment Bailee's heart fluttered. Oh he was a handsome young man (even if he was a little girly with those butterfly wings) and he was was a mechanical Corvie. She always found those specialists rather fascinating. Since he mentioned cars his focus probably had something to do with that. "Thank you!"
"So the syringes have to do with your specialty?"
The canine blinked.
So much being a smooth operator. The look on his face was one of mild terror. How could she have forgotten that she was wearing her syringes as a fashion statement?
"Yeah...." she said before downing her entire drink. "I suppose my specialty is plain as day. You'll have to forgive me, I haven't played this game in a long while."
"Not a problem, this is the first time I've played the game."
Well. At least they had a few things in common.
I had a dream. It had this in it. And I forgot to draw her with her needles in her fur but uh... the giant one makes up for it.
Characters: Xiven, Emeraude, Peaches
Notes: Peaches finally figured out a non perverted gift for her daughter.
The Girl Who Has Everything
Xiven sat in her office flipping though her paperwork. Best birthday ever. She was fairly certian that everyone had forgotten in favor of slapping more papers on her desk. Emeraude... obviously didn't forget, but she was taking care of some of the unsavory matters that Xiven was stuck with on a normal daily basis.
The knock on the door made her perk. A small part of her anticipated something fantastic, but the rest of her knew the disappointing truth.
"Come in?" She said with her typical false cheer.
When her mother popped her head through he door Xiven visibly tensed.
"Really? That face?" Peaches said with a smirk.
"Is this more Courtly business?"
"No actually. Your birthday gift from me arrived!" Peaches said cheerfully as she opened the door completely. Like a small child she seemed to flail for a moment, clapping her hands together under her jacket. "You have to come and see it. It's time to take a real break from your work! Emeraude is waiting for you too, she actually helped quite a bit with this gift so I suppose... it's from both of us in some weird way."
Xiven stared at her mother for a moment. Last time she checked Emeraude hated just about everyone. So the fact that she banned together with Peaches.... was this some sort of horrible joke? "All right, I'll come with you as long as your promise this isn't some horrible prank."
"It's not! I promise." Peaches said as she grabbed her daughters hand and ushered her forth.
Xiven wanted to cry. This was not the birthday she wanted. She wanted to be on the Midori beach, pretending to get a tan and sipping some booze that tasted like burning. Not having to worry about her children, lovers, or the world. That would be fantastic.
As she fantasied, Peaches lead her down the winding halls. It took them a good fifteen minutes to get where they were going, and thankfully no one seemed to be willing to stop either of them today. Right before they arrived Peaches stopped and pulled a blindfold from her sleeve. "To make this more exciting I need to blind fold you!"
Of course she did. "All right."
Blind folded and less than thrilled, Xiven was carefully directed by her mother. When they arrived to wherever they were going the blindfold was removed in a flash. The light nearly blinding the Queen. It took a full minute for her to realize what was being presented to her.
"You... got me a.... horse?" Xiven found herself staring at the beautiful creature in front of her. Emeraude was holding the reigns so it would stay still. It was almost pure black with the exception of a red spot around the eye she could see. And the eyes were pure black as well. There was also the hint of the A that she could see from here.
"Yep! I'm sorry he's not the colors you always dreamed of, but he's as close as I could get." Peaches said as she nudged her daughter forward. "Now you can be your own knight in shining armor."
Emeraude was quiet as she watched Xiven edge forward to wrap her arms around the docile horse. She let go of the reigns so the Ace could curiously lick at the Queen. The woman actually giggled, and Emeraude couldn't help but be a little cheerful.
Xiven then paused in her motions, going wide eyed as she pulled away from the Ace. She patted it lightly on the nose to show that she wasn't going to do anything hasty. "So... What's wrong with it?" she said as she slowly turned to her still gleeful mother.
The look on Peaches face changed from pure joy to being smacked in the face with a brick. "Wh...nothing is wrong with him. I had to do quite a bit of bargaining with that nasty Highlander bitch who collects horse Aces. He was the only one she was willing to part with. I mean he's a little dim but.... you're not the best at horse riding and he seemed to be the nicest one. And I swear I did a lot of research."
Xiven was still skeptical.
"You're not good at horseback riding?" Emeraude said suddenly, causing both the Queen and the Ace to jump slightly.
"I'm proficient. I enjoy riding around but I can't do much of anything on a horse." She gave a small shrug. "I always admired people who could fight on horseback. That's part of the reason why I have my axe. I can take down a horse with it, or the person riding it." She scratched the Ace lightly behind the ears. "I can try to get better at horse riding but it's always going to be just a hobby."
"Huh," Emeraude said with a shrug. She eyed Peaches for a moment. "Guess your Mom got you the best birthday gift this year. What to go for a little ride?"
Xiven nodded emphatically.
Characters: Emeraude and Othello
Notes: Super short. Super mean spirited.
Kicking Puppies and Kittens
Emeraude would be the last to admit that she was a picky person. In her eyes she was simply selective because everyone was a beneath her.
And the Heart in front of her was no exception. Though he was kind of pathetic. And he was Xiven's child. She should be nice to him. Xiven didn't like it when she was mean to her children but....
He was just pathetic.
So Emeraude quietly walked up behind him, and swiftly gave him a kick to the bum.
Othello yelped and tumbled head over heal.
She choked back a chuckle as she hurried away.
"Whoever you are I'll get you thome day!" the boy lisped as he tried to right himself.
Emeraude chuckled to herself. Fat chance.
Characters: Sage, Rosemary
Warning: Harsh language.
Notes: Sage throws a tantrum! Why yes, despite being pretty and well mannered she does actually have a mild temper.
Selfish
"You're a dirty whore."
"I love you too, Sage."
The Tulgey was standing with her hands on her hips. Her kimono falling in strange ways as she gave her sister a stare that rivaled all other dirty looks she had ever given her. "I'm serious Rosemary. I am not going to take care of your damn bastard children while you're off fucking every single thing that moves."
"Well you don't have a particularly exciting life here at the Courts. You have time to at least babysit...."
It was clear through the white fur that the Sage was turning red. The shade of crimson shone like a beacon for anyone who cared to look. The yellow furred canine mix debated on disappearing. However she had never seen her sister this angry and it would probably make things worse.
"I have more of a life than you!" She screamed, "I'm trying to become a world famous singer, attend to court duties, have a boyfriend! On top of all of that you're dropping your damn children on me. As much as I love them you have no right! I know you have goals and aspirations but you need to remember that I do too."
She grabbed the nearest object and threw it at the wolf's head.
Rosemary managed to dodge the vase filled with flowers. She had also been able to ignore the terribly eerie sound that was coming from her sister's mechanical pet. It was creepy to watch the adorable creature's eyes glow. "Sage, I'm sorry!"
"No you're not! You're never going to change. I'm always going to be stuck taking care of your stupid accidents!" This time she grabbed one of her dolls. She didn't see which one it was, and if she had she wouldn't have thrown it. So when her sister disappeared and the doll hit the wall with a resounding crack her heart almost stopped.
Dad.
She had thrown the doll of her father against the wall.
She slipped down to the ground, her Tove fluttering over to wrap around her neck as she burst into tears.
Characters: Bailee and Parsley
Notes: Bailee has decided to firmly make herself home in my brain. This fic is totally based off of a dream I had about her. Random TMI medical information warning.
Pickup Lines
"Did you know parsley can induce a woman's menstruation?"
Bailee had to admit that was probably one of the dumbest things she had said in a long time. The last time she hit on someone she was in Middle School, so she was more than a bit rusty.
"Really?" The fairy squirrel said with a mildly confused expression. He had paused in taking a drink to look at the canine square in the face.
She gave him a timid smile. "Yes. Sage and rosemary can as well."
"What about thyme?"
"No."
"That's a shame. But I can at least tell my sisters about that and see the horrified looks on their face." He chuckled before taking a drink.
Her ears perked slightly. Wait. He found this to be an acceptable conversation? She hadn't completely screwed up? Sometimes she absolutely loved her region.
"So what's your name?"
"Bailee," She responded before taking a small sip of her drink.
"Sorry I don't have a witty fact to give you about your name. I'm a mechanical Corvie so unless you were named after a tool or a car... I'm at a loss." He gave her a rather charming grin, "But you have a rather pretty name."
For a moment Bailee's heart fluttered. Oh he was a handsome young man (even if he was a little girly with those butterfly wings) and he was was a mechanical Corvie. She always found those specialists rather fascinating. Since he mentioned cars his focus probably had something to do with that. "Thank you!"
"So the syringes have to do with your specialty?"
The canine blinked.
So much being a smooth operator. The look on his face was one of mild terror. How could she have forgotten that she was wearing her syringes as a fashion statement?
"Yeah...." she said before downing her entire drink. "I suppose my specialty is plain as day. You'll have to forgive me, I haven't played this game in a long while."
"Not a problem, this is the first time I've played the game."
Well. At least they had a few things in common.
I had a dream. It had this in it. And I forgot to draw her with her needles in her fur but uh... the giant one makes up for it.
