Komorebi (Japanese) – when the sunlight filters through the trees, or the interplay between the light and the leaves…
A surprise camping trip with a Shield of the future king leaves you anxious; he is set to depart for Altissia soon, the future uncertain for him as he readies himself to take on whatever fate will hand him. For you who shall remain behind, there is so much left unsaid, so many unspoken words, so many sentiments felt you were always afraid to share. But little do you realize, all this time he’s been feeling the exact same way…
Here’s one more little side project before I officially get back into my main fic “All This and Heaven Too” (don’t worry, I have the whole thing planned out! XD). I felt that I was long over due in giving Gladiolus his sole attention since he after all was my very first favorite character in the game.
Imagine Person A and Person B’s cat gets pissed off at Person A so they tear up one of A’s possessions. Person A discovers it, and runs to Person B. While A is having a screaming fit, B has to remind them that their cat…is a cat.
– 2 weeks ago, you and Prompto went on a trip to the fairground and he was unusually lucky on the coconut shy.
– He managed to win you a little turtle, which you later named Timmy.
– Yes that’s right, Timmy the turtle.
– He even re-enacted that scene from the lion king, hoisting the turtle above his head, screeching “AAAAAH! ZABENYA!” Then proceeding to place the turtle on a rock, pick up a twig and gently tap his shell saying “I now knight thee~ Sir Timothy of Turtle Rock~”
– The poor thing hadn’t the foggiest what was going on (probably scarred for life 😂), but swam around happily when you put him in his tank.
– But somehow now, he wasn’t in his tank. Odd. You could have sworn he was in there just an hour ago…
– Prompto’s searching high and low. In the sink, in the bath, in the fridge- “Just incase he was hungry!” Prompto had wailed, tearing through the shelves throwing lettuce all over the place.
– And then you spot him, heading for the door.
– “I think he wants to go Prom…” You say, looking at the little turtle scratching at the door with its funny little flipper feet things.
– With deep sorrow in his voice Prompto agrees. He’s grown quite attached to Timmy in the last fortnight.
– You both take Timmy down to the beach and set him down by the edge of the sea. Before you have chance to say your goodbyes, Prompto cries out.
– “BE FREE! SWIM TIMMY, SWIM! FIND YOUR FAMILY! TELL ALL YOUR BABIES ABOUT OUR ADVENTURES! FAREWELL TIMOTHY THE TURTLE OF TURTLE ROCK! Ah they grow up so fast… BE CAREFUL! WATCH OUT FOR CRABS..! AND SHARKS!”
– You turn to leave as Timmy enters the sea, but then Prompto pulls out a kazoo from his jacket pocket… And starts tooting… LOUD.
– “Prompto… You’re playing the wedding march…”
– He apologises and quickly switches his tune to a very poor rendition of Greensleeves.
IGNIS
-Ok, so here’s the thing. Ignis has become very attached to a certain store clerk at the local supermarket. His name is ‘Timmy’ and they shares a common interest, ‘food science.’
– One day you and Ignis go in to do some food shopping. (He’s looking for ingredients for a new soup recipe)
– You literally put one foot through the door and he’s away- storming down the aisles, muttering about the many kinds of apples.
– He’s just about ran around the store, up and down every aisle, not putting a single item in the trolley and emerges from the last looking like he might murder someone.
– A lady wearing the same colour shirt as the store clerks is just about to put a bag of sugar into her trolley when Ignis hurries over. “HAVE YOU SEEN TIMMY?!”
– “I beg your pardon..?” The lady says looking rather startled.
– “TIMMY! HE OFTEN LINGERS AROUND THE VEGGIES! OFTEN PACKS THING THE WRONG WAY ON THE SHLEVES! YOU KNOW TIMMY!”
– “Oh… I don’t work here, sorry.” The lady says, wide eyed before scurrying off down to the cakes.
– He’s like an eagle watching for prey, eyeing everyone over cautiously. And then he sees it. The tannoy.
– At this point, you’ve gone to wait outside. Every time he does this. EVERY TIME. He’s got a weird Jekyll and Hyde vibe about him when he goes to the shops. He’s fine on the outside, but when he’s inside it’s like you’ve tried to put a cat in a bath.
– Ignis wrestles the tannoy from a small man announcing something about a discount on teabags, and bellows: “STAFF ANNOUNCEMENT! CAN TIMMY COME TO THE CUSTOMER SERVICE DESK! TIMMY TO THE CUSTOMER SERVICE DESK! NOW! IT’S A MATTER OF LIFE AND DEATH! BRING TOMATOES AND A SOUP LADLE! SCIENTIA SIGNING OFF.”
– He turns to the small man who is stunned by what’s just happened. “ALSO,” Ignis begins making the little man shrink even more, “NO ONE CARES ABOUT DISCOUNTED TEABAGS YOU NINNY! WE’RE IN 2018 NOT 1773!”
– A half-asleep looking man saunters down the vegetable aisle carrying a tomato and a soup ladle as instructed.
– “Ah!” Ignis’s eyes lit up, “Timothy! Timothy! I’m so glad you’re here! I have a very important matter to discuss with you. It’s regarding extracting the core nutrients from a tomato without loosing the tomato flavour!”
– You watch them through the window pointing at shelves and doing strange movements with the ladle, (it looked rather violent from here, (poor tomato 😱))
-“So… What should I do now…?” You say to Gladio, who you’ve called for advice.
– “Unfortunately, there’s nothing much you can do… He used to do this all the time.Just let him go with it. He’ll find his way home eventually…” Gladio replies.
– You put your phone away and make your way back to your house. He eventually turns up at the door, 3 hours later with several bags full of tomatoes and a 6 pack of toilet rolls. “Ah Timmy,” he says plonking the bags down on the table, “ What a genius. A culinary genius…”
GLADIO
– “I’M GOING TO KILL HIM.” Gladio rages down the phone. “I’M COMING OVER IRIS, WETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!” He slams the phone onto the coffee table and storms off into the kitchen.
– So, Iris has been asked on a date by a guy named “Timmy”. Now, unfortunately for Timmy, Gladio had seen him ‘eyeing her up’ and I can tell you that he was not very happy about it in the slightest.
– Gladio has often told you that Iris needs a ‘kind man’ a ‘gentleman’ or a ‘sweet lady’ to take care of her. But this Timmy was a little bit too much of a ‘bad boy’ for Gladio to accept.
– “What are you doing?” You ask as Gladio hurtles back through the living room to het his leather jacket.
– “Going to Iris’s.” He says, deeply focussed on what he’s going to say when he gets there.
– “Gladio, does she really need a babysitter..?” You say, but he’s already out the door, on his motorbike and away to Iris’s.
– When he gets there, he bursts open the door and sees Iris and Timmy sitting on the sofa. Shock painted on both of their faces as he stands before them, eyes blazing madly.
– “Hello Timothy.” He cackles before realising they’re almost holding hands.
– He moves closer, and wedges himself between them on the sofa saying , “I’ll just sit here…”
– Gladiolus is grinning, Iris is quite irate and Timmy is scared and squished by Gladio’s mighty bulk into the corner of the sofa.
– “Gladdy, what are you doing!?” Iris whispers angrily.
– “I’m trying to take care of you.” He says back.
– “Erm…” Timothy says, voice breaking- “Sorry to interrupt, but we’ll have to leave now to make our reservation…”
– “RIGHT!” Gladio announces, jumping up abruptly.
– The silence is deafening. All eyes on Gladio who is standing looking like he wants to say something but simply doesn’t.
– Iris jumps up a moment later, glaring at him.
– “Go home.” She whispers angrily.
– “Fine. FINE.” Gladio says back now throwing death stares directly at Timmy.
– Iris aggressively links Timmy, pulling him up so quickly, he nearly loses his footing, and hurries him out of the door.
– Gladio waves them off begrudgingly and waits until they’ve made it down the street before literally sprinting after them. (SPRINTING. HE’S BROUGHT A FLIPPIN MOTORBIKE)
– He finds them at the Crows Nest, and suddenly becomes enraged. How dare he take his sister on a date to the Crows Nest.
– He bursts through the door, “TIMOTHY! YOU CHEAP LITTLE-”
– He stops dead in his tracks, eyes widening as he realises that they are sharing a small and gentle kiss.
– Gladio is in bits. He’s nearly passing out, stumbling backwards, gripping the door frame for dear life. (A bit dramatic if you ask me 😂)
– Luckily, you’ve been able to track him down. News of the mad man running on the roads spread quickly.
– He stumbles out of the doorway as you pull up and get out of your car.
– You manage to sit with him next to Kenny Crow on the bench, stroking his hair as he whimpers like a lost puppy.
– “I really wonder about you sometimes.” You say, looking at the mighty Gladio in a spluttering, wet mess.
– You proceed to take him home and he insists you call Iris to make sure Timmy hasn’t broken her heart yet.
– You put him to bed, tuck him in and dial Iris’s number as you get downstairs. “So, how was it?”
– A number of excited giggles and ‘aaaws’ followed as she tells you what went on. “So how was the kiss?” You say, but before she has time to answer a rather loud wail emerged from upstairs.
– “Iris, I’ll call you back.” You say, storming up the stairs, going to teach Gladiolus a lesson.
NOCTIS
– So the prince has a thing for poetry. Who’d have guessed it?
– Noctis decides that once all of the hassle with the imperials is over, he is to become the very first ‘lyrical poet god’ ever to grace the land.
– He asks you if you would sample some of his ‘sick poems’, (or ‘rebel rhymes’ as Prompto likes to call them. (Ignis once even called them ‘pathetic proverbs’, and I call ensure you that didn’t go down well with our future king.))
– “Okay,” Noctis says clearing his throat, “I call this first one, ‘Where’s Timmy?’ Based of course on my great great great great great grandfather’s mother’s friend, Bob who ran away. Everyone called him Timmy.”
– “Oh Timmy, oh Timmy, where are thee~ Oh Timmy, oh Timmy, can’t you see~ Oh Timmy, oh Timmy, what you’ve done to me~ Oh Timmy, oh Timmy, come back~”
– Noctis eagerly awaits your reaction which was a mix of ‘oh my god I can’t believe he’s the prince’ and ‘oh my god PLEASE don’t read anymore.’
– “Well, I’m glad you liked that one!” He says, “Now, I have a couple more for you.”
– He almost sings this next one. (To the tune of ‘We wish you a merry christmas, just incase any of you want to sing along 😂😉)
– “ I will be the king of Eos ~ I will let you call me King Noct ~ Chocobo’s will always be in stock, and Prompto is bae~ ….. I MEAN, LAME.” (Sure you do… 🤔)
– (This next one is to Greensleeves.)
– “Oh where, oh where, has my Ignis gone ~ Oh where, oh where could he be ~ I cannot cook or clean by myself, and that button’s still missing you see ~”
– (And this one, dedicated to Gladiolus, is to the Super Mario Theme.)
– “Swing your sword from side to side ~ Put up your shield and let’s do the Gladio ~ Squeeze you butt, your abs, your thighs ~ Put in the work and be just like Gladio ~”
– You really don’t know what to say. You’re shook, dumbfounded, simply confuddled.
– “It’s alright,” Noctis began, “you don’t have to open your mouth. Your face says a thousand words. And luckily for you, I have another book-full I’ve been working on!”
– And right now. In this moment. You wished you could force his princely mouth shut and make him listen to Ignis ranting about the importance of vegetables.
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