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gil request fill!
Class: Black Mage
Title: under the light of the moon
Summary: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
the_404_error's MWS-wide gil request: "In most versions of FFIV, Yang, Edward, Palom, and Porom are left behind together while Cecil and co. go to the moon. Question is, while they're off saving the world, surely the others aren't praying the whole time? Since they are rarely seen interacting with each other in the game, here's a fic question for everyone: What are those four doing while stuck there?"
Characters/Pairings: Edward, Palom, Porom, Yang
Word count: 400 in 4 drabbles
Rating/warnings: None!
i. porom
“The old man snores!”
It’s not his fault Palom’s so annoying. It really isn’t.
“Like thunder!”
All right. It is.
Because otherwise it would be someone else’s fault, and nobody should have to take that kind of blame.
“Go cast Silence on him or something!”
“The Mysidian Genius Palom can go do something about it himself,” Porom informs her brother, thwapping him upside the head from pure habit.
“I, in my brilliance, am doing something by asking you to cast Silence on him!”
Yang’s snoring is loud, but still...
“No.”
“Fine!”
She can smell something burning.
Hair?
Oh, no.
“Palom!”
ii. palom
If his sister won’t do anything about it, he will.
Besides, she just gave him express permission. Or as close to it as is necessary.
It’s not like he didn’t ask her first. Right?
Anyway, it’s only a very little fire. He can control it.
So the tiny flame creeps its way up the old man’s moustache -
“Palom!”
Spoilsport.
“You might hurt him! Put that out!”
“You can heal him if I do!”
That’s what she’s around for, right?
“Put it out!”
He obliges by pouring cold water on Yang, who splutters awake.
“See,” Palom says, triumphantly, “it worked!”
iii. yang
He dreams very pleasant dreams of food. Nobody in the party can cook a decent meal. (He doesn’t believe Cecil about Rosa’s cooking; Cecil’d choke down anything she made.)
Whatever his wife’s making (he can’t tell), it smells good. Strange, but good. And the kitchen fire might be a little strong if he can feel the heat all the way from here --
Splash.
He splutters awake.
“Sorry about your moustache!” Porom says, before smacking her brother. “Apologise, Palom!”
“Sorry,” her brother says, reluctantly.
He waves them off, and tries to go back to sleep.
Wait.
Sorry about his moustache?
iv. edward
He can’t write a proper epic until he gets the whole story. Which is sort of difficult when his friends are on the moon.
He can technically write about the rest of them, although he’s not sure it’s such great source material: Yang singing a fairly bawdy song about hedgehogs before remembering that there were children with very good memories around. (He hadn’t even known Yang knew that kind of song.)
Palom setting Yang’s moustache on fire, however... well, that’s more promising.
A comic song, perhaps?
He considers this, and starts to write.
They might not kill him for this.
Title: under the light of the moon
Summary: For
the_404_error's MWS-wide gil request: "In most versions of FFIV, Yang, Edward, Palom, and Porom are left behind together while Cecil and co. go to the moon. Question is, while they're off saving the world, surely the others aren't praying the whole time? Since they are rarely seen interacting with each other in the game, here's a fic question for everyone: What are those four doing while stuck there?"Characters/Pairings: Edward, Palom, Porom, Yang
Word count: 400 in 4 drabbles
Rating/warnings: None!
i. porom
“The old man snores!”
It’s not his fault Palom’s so annoying. It really isn’t.
“Like thunder!”
All right. It is.
Because otherwise it would be someone else’s fault, and nobody should have to take that kind of blame.
“Go cast Silence on him or something!”
“The Mysidian Genius Palom can go do something about it himself,” Porom informs her brother, thwapping him upside the head from pure habit.
“I, in my brilliance, am doing something by asking you to cast Silence on him!”
Yang’s snoring is loud, but still...
“No.”
“Fine!”
She can smell something burning.
Hair?
Oh, no.
“Palom!”
ii. palom
If his sister won’t do anything about it, he will.
Besides, she just gave him express permission. Or as close to it as is necessary.
It’s not like he didn’t ask her first. Right?
Anyway, it’s only a very little fire. He can control it.
So the tiny flame creeps its way up the old man’s moustache -
“Palom!”
Spoilsport.
“You might hurt him! Put that out!”
“You can heal him if I do!”
That’s what she’s around for, right?
“Put it out!”
He obliges by pouring cold water on Yang, who splutters awake.
“See,” Palom says, triumphantly, “it worked!”
iii. yang
He dreams very pleasant dreams of food. Nobody in the party can cook a decent meal. (He doesn’t believe Cecil about Rosa’s cooking; Cecil’d choke down anything she made.)
Whatever his wife’s making (he can’t tell), it smells good. Strange, but good. And the kitchen fire might be a little strong if he can feel the heat all the way from here --
Splash.
He splutters awake.
“Sorry about your moustache!” Porom says, before smacking her brother. “Apologise, Palom!”
“Sorry,” her brother says, reluctantly.
He waves them off, and tries to go back to sleep.
Wait.
Sorry about his moustache?
iv. edward
He can’t write a proper epic until he gets the whole story. Which is sort of difficult when his friends are on the moon.
He can technically write about the rest of them, although he’s not sure it’s such great source material: Yang singing a fairly bawdy song about hedgehogs before remembering that there were children with very good memories around. (He hadn’t even known Yang knew that kind of song.)
Palom setting Yang’s moustache on fire, however... well, that’s more promising.
A comic song, perhaps?
He considers this, and starts to write.
They might not kill him for this.
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I love the idea of casting silence on snoring!Yang, Yang singing brawdy songs about hedgehogs, Edward trying to make a song out of the whole incident... XD Just everything, basically. <3
+10000 points to Team Black Mage!
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And yay, points! Even if they don't count.
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And the song already exists! It's actually a shoutout to Discworld.
Um. Warning: REALLY NSFW.
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'm just teasing. ♥ (and trying to think of video game characters who aren't half psychopathic. Why do I like the crazy ones?)
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Haha, glad you understood what I ACTUALLY meant.... and half-psychopathic characters... well. They're usually my favorite as well (though then again... how many characters in the FF universe are truly well-adjusted? I don't think there are many...).
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(Now that you mention it. Hmmm. Oooh, ooh, I know! NPC #34! ...oh wait, he just died. Oops.)
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Unless you're like, comparing someone to Hojo or something.
Then you might have an issue.
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Thanks!
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(I think I tallied that right: I did 24 points for all four drabbles, and then added 6 points for the 25% point bonus for MWS-wide requests...please let me know if that is incorrect since this is my first MWS-wide gil request fic! ♥)
Ah, I loved these drabbles! It was great seeing how they connected to one another and how the entire story came out of them...and I loved just the little nuances and details that happened with all of the characters and their interactions. Excellent job, as always! ♥
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