Nanoha FanFiction Discussion

[mega1987]

Originally Posted by blitz1/2

While the chapter is awesome, I question the competency of the TSAB at this stage.

Fate: Um guys, we sent Caro and Erio some time ago, shouldn't we check on them?

Staff: Nah...They'll be fine! I mean, it's just pop in, take ferret-boy and then leave, how hard would it be?

Nanoha: But, if he is held hostage, then I don't think those 2 can break through...

Staff: Such worryworts, have faith in your companions.

Fate/Nanoha: I guess so, I mean if they ran in trouble they would contact us right?

Erio (in his mind): WHY AREN'T THEY RESPONDING TO MY MESSAGES AND MY REQUESTS FOR BACKUP?!!!

*urgent message, 4 unread messages*

COmmunication officer: ZZzzzzZz...(snores)

Odin: Lazy CIC's...

You said it mate.*looks at Odin* gonna wake them up?

Odin: Yes. *Wacks the sleeping CIC controler with a steel FAN*

....

[blitz1/2]

Originally Posted by mega1987

Odin: Lazy CIC's...

You said it mate.*looks at Odin* gonna wake them up?

Odin: Yes. *Wacks the sleeping CIC controler with a steel FAN*

....

Maybe Hong meiling is the CIC controller.

[Astral Corruption]

Originally Posted by Nanya01

Not until StrikerS at least.

Anyway...

Spoiler for Material Days Part 90:

“Are you done already? Come on, your character design was inspired from over thirty years of Kamen Rider! Show me something awesome!”

Things have obviously not been going well for Garyu. He was painfully aware of the difference in ability between himself and his opponent. No matter how fast he moved, Material-L’s sheer speed allowed her to stay away from the sharp blades on his arms.

And speaking of that blue haired nut case, she merely put away her device, which attached itself automatically to her cloaked back, allowing her to have both hands free. “How about this? We’ll take the Odin approach. We’ll set a time limit of say… five minutes. During that time, I won’t attack, block or even move from here. Cut me anywhere you want and don’t hold back.”

“… …” Was she serious?

“Maybe you’ll roll some natural twenties and land a critical blow that’ll break my barrier jacket and deplete all of my hit points in one shot!” chirped Rai cheerfully. “And of course, if you fail to complete the challenge that means you’ll be eating my hidden max non life-threatening super technique!”

“No instant death move? How generous of you,” muttered Vulnificus in a flat tone.

“Hehehehe! I just ooze generosity, don’t I?” She brought up her hand and gestured at the insect warrior. “Don’t be shy! Give it all you got! Just like Pinkie and the Appetizer over there against Kero-chan!”

And speaking of the three headed dog, it was up against Friedrich several metres away. Now one would think that because the Dragon had air superiority, it would have a supreme advantage but there was just one problem with that. Localized tornadoes kept appearing out of nowhere and kept Fried from getting too far away out of the dog’s reach. And also there was the fact that once in a while, she would hear a whisper in the wind and something would cause the enhancement spells she cast on Fried to vanish.

She knew the weather patterns of Carnaaji didn’t create the conditions for tornadoes to form naturally so that meant there was someone actively using magic to create them while also blowing away the status buffs. The weird thing is that Caro could clearly see the Fate-san copy not doing anything that indicated any sort of spell casting. And Erio was keeping the Nanoha copy’s attention on him. ‘So how are they doing this? Is there something I’m missing? Are they using invisible magic circles?’

No time to think about that now. She needed to focus on the enemy who was moving aggressively. “Fried, prepare to use Blast Rain!”

But just as she cast the boost spell on her Dragon, she heard that whisper again. This time, she traced the spell back to its possible source and was shocked to find that it most likely came from the three headed dog itself. “It was you?”

At once, all three heads of Cerberus smiled nastily, showing rows of sharp teeth as if confirming her suspicions.

“You’re the one who cast…?” It was unbelievable. How could a summon be able to use such advanced magic?

“DISPEL? YES, IT REALLY IS A HANDY SPELL JUST LIKE TORNADO. AND HERE’S ANOTHER NIFTY ONE THAT I HAVE FOR THAT DRAGON OF YOURS.” She barely had time to register the animalistic sounding telepathic voice in her head when it spoke again, this time to cast a new spell. “BLIND.”

“KUUUUUUUU!” Fried started flailing wildly as he lost his sense of sight, forcing his mistress to hang on tight for dear life.

“Fried, get a grip!” She needed to concentrate and cast her own Dispel to blow away the negative status effect on her dragon but Cerberus wasn’t having any of that as it pounced, moving much faster than before. “Wheel Protection!”

While the whirlpool of mana started forming, Caro thought of her next move. Should she try an Alchemic Chain to bind the hound? Or perhaps use Wing Shooter to lay down cover fire?

“GATES OF HADES!”

Or perhaps she should just pray that her defensive spell would be able to repel the shots of flame that were just fired by each head at such a close distance.

(-------------------------------------------------------)

Erio’s eyes widened as he heard the explosion coming from his partner’s last known location with her dragon. “Caro!”

“You should worry more about yourself, young man,” said Material-S.

“Che…!” Erio figured that going against Nanoha solo was suicide normally. As much as he hated to admit it, both Subaru and Vivio were stronger than he was and neither of them could beat his teacher four years ago. Hell, Signum was at least two ranks higher than he was magically and the best she could do was draw against Nanoha.

This version of Nanoha had never seen him fight so that meant she wouldn’t know his style inside and out. However, the opposite was more or less true. Even if she had the same appearance and equipment set as the regular Nanoha, he had experienced this woman’s combat style first hand and it was rather different from his teacher’s to a degree.

He was going to have to take more chances if he wanted to get victory. Earlier, he and Caro were able to get some close hand knowledge about her style and this was helping him to form a plan. Since she used a Mid-Childan circle that meant that his opponent would prefer to fight at a distance and would not be as skilled in close-range combat. All he would have to do is get a good shot in before she could react. "Strada!"

"Sonic Move."

He felt the world around him shrink and compress as movements around him slowed down. One shot, that's all he would need. A clean blow with Strada and she would be down for the count. Then he could help Garyu deal with Material-L and...

Erio's eyes widened as he saw his spear slam into a barrier. "What?" True, he should have expected her to be able to create one, but to do it with such little warning? Her reaction time was higher than anticipated.

Seikou narrowed her eyes and grabbed Strada by its blade. "A sneak attack, huh?" She squeezed the blade until her hand started to bleed and started to slowly pull it down and to the side. "Despite your preference for the Belkan style, you are no knight."

Swinging her device in a wide arc, she let out a chain of Pyro Shooters that floated in mid air for a moment before shooting up, spinning around each other and rushing down towards the red head.

"Shinden Issen!" Seikou's eyes widened as the tip of the spear started to crackle with power. Quickly letting go, she frowned as Erio back flipped away from her Pyro Shooters at the last moment, causing them to crash into the ground harmlessly and kick up dust which concealed him from view. Without hesitation, she snapped her arm forward and summoned a wave of air to clear the dust which revealed that he was nowhere in sight.

"Where…?" Her senses felt a magical presence coming from above and she looked up to see Erio descending down, his blade crackling with lightning. "That move..."

"Thunder... Rage!" Erio cried out, slamming Strada down at Seikou, who grunted as the attack struck her barrier.

Grunting, Seikou grit her teeth as she slid back from Erio's attack. She snapped an open palm out at her opponent before calling out "Flame Smash". The result was a quick burst of flame which erupted from her hands that sailed towards the enemy and slammed into a barrier that he created.

'Damn.' He knew she was strong, likely stronger than himself, but she was taking his best attacks so easily and returning them with interest. Gripping Strada, his whole body started to glow as he prepared to try a new move out. It wasn't one that he had worked out fully, but he knew that if he failed to land it, he was going to not only be in a world of hurt, but likely dead.

As for Material-S, she wasn’t about to let him try anything new. Without wasting time, she started summoning a new barrage of projectiles. “Pyro…”

"Divine..." It was all he said as he suddenly disappeared in a flash of yellow light, causing the Nanoha replica to stop preparing her attack spell and shift into a defensive position.

‘What? Where did he go? Would he try an overhead strike again? Or come from below?’ No, the last option wasn’t likely as she couldn’t feel any vibrations with her feet. The Starlight Destroyer floated up as she expanded her field of vision, scanning the battlefield carefully with those odd blue eyes of hers. ‘Did he run away?’

"… Smasher!" Her only warning came from Erio's voice calling out the name of the attack behind her in order to complete his unique spell. Turning, she only caught a glimpse of a yellow flash before a form slammed into her barrier, shattering it and smashing her into the ground so fast that she created a crater ten meters wide and three meters deep.

Erio stopped glowing and landed on the edge of the crater, panting hard and grimacing. His hands were hurting, his arms were raw and the rest of his body felt like that one time he had just hit a stone, a tree and a park bench after Nove kicked him in the gut as hard as she could in sparring. The tip of Strada's staff was in the ground to support his weight. "Note to self, remember to thank Nove for helping me with this move."

Even if his body felt like crap for accelerating far beyond his limits, at least he managed to beat the Material copy of Nanoha. After all, he was certain that even the original Nanoha wouldn't be able to get back up for a while after a Divine Smasher. But much to his shock, he saw Material-S not only rise up from the ground but she strolled over to him without so much as a limp or even an expression of pain on her face. ‘How is this possible? What-’

"What kind of monster am I facing? That's what's going on in your head, isn't it?"

‘She can read minds too?’ He did notice something that caught him off guard and that was a hint of melancholy on Seikou's face.

"I've seen and heard it many times before. You fear me, because of how strong I am." Luciferion shifted forms before Material-S pointed the tip of her transformed device at the young man. "Blast... Fire."

Erio grit his teeth and summoned whatever energy reserves he had to create a barrier but in his weakened state, his barrier wouldn’t be as strong. As expected, it shattered and the blast consumed him, sending him flying backwards before he landed hard on the ground painfully.

"I'm... alive?" His skin felt like he had just been dipped into a bath that had been heated by Signum.

“You'll live,” said the Nanoha replica as she walked up to him and stood above him, placing one foot on his chest to ensure that he wouldn’t be doing anything foolish. "I have no reason to kill you, not yet."

"You..."

"Monster? Yes, I know. I am nothing more than a cruel monster that kills those in her way. Or, perhaps I am nothing more than a mere clone of someone you know?"

Erio winced at his own words being thrown back at him. "Listen, about..." He groaned in pain as she put pressure on his chest.

"I suppose that to you, I am nothing more than a worthless copy of the original. Is that right?"

"That... I shouldn't have said that!"

"No, you shouldn't have," replied Material-S in a frosty tone. "Then again, what else should I expect from you as a Bureau agent? You kidnapped my precious companion, lied right in my face and insulted me just before coming at me with killing intent. Tell me; is this the standard modus operandi employed by all members of your organization?"

“We do what must be done to bring people to justice,” answered the young man.

“Most likely a flawed and corrupt justice, no doubt.” The Starlight Destroyer paused for a moment as she felt a sense of discomfort come from the area where he had attacked before with that Divine Smasher. "You managed to injure me."

"And you let me recover," muttered Erio.

"Sonic Move."

Seikou blinked as Erio disappeared from under her foot only to reappear just a few feet away from her. He seemed to have recovered some of his energy back as his breathing wasn’t as hard as before. "Do you wish for me to harm you some more? What about that pink haired girl? Or the young girl that lives here? Do you not care how they would feel if you were hurt? Are you not friends?"

Erio twitched and gripped Strada tightly. "My relationship with Caro and Lutecia is none of your business!"

"How would you feel if I took one of them away from you?" Material-S glanced at Fried, who was now being pinned down by the flames coming from Cerberus in order to protect his summoner. "What if something unfortunate happened to her?"

“You…!” There was a flash of anger on Erio's face which was the reaction that she had expected.

"Perhaps I will take her from you like you took Yuuno-san from me."

"Don't you dare!" Erio yelled as he rushed forward, swinging Strada as his Sonic Move had activated unconsciously. He gasped as his spear struck nothing but air. "What?"

"You aren't the only one who can move fast," whispered Seikou into his ear from behind. The moment he turned around, all he could see was a large red orb, glowing pink with magical power that rapidly approached his skull. He reacted by raising his device to deflect the blow but that gave his opponent another opening. Thanks to her quick movements, she thrust the tip of her device into his solar plexus and had it charge up one last spell.

"Yuuno-san, Material-L, Material-D and even Sette... the four of them are not for you to take from me," muttered the Starlight Destroyer as Luciferion did the rest.

“Blast Fire.”

I'm guessing that this will make things harder for the Materials with their Morality Chain/Pet missing and the only one who could restore their power to beyond full HP and SP when they need it before the final battle with the Aces. Honestly, they are probably killing their barganing chips for both Yuuno and their freedom from the bad joke of a government TSAB. Also, what is going on on Sette's end with Prison Boy's hidden lab, did she find something usefull for them and what about Yuuno? Will he end up back with the Materials who actually care about him beyond a tool that would be later scrapped or did he end up on Mid-Childa with the people who most likely wouldn't notice his existance unless he was caught up in a planet-threatening crisis or something of the like?

[RadiantBeam]

And so, I finally post the fic I've owed DC for who knows how long. In the end, I settled on a short Lindy/Hayate interaction piece, and it only turned out as small as it did because I felt like making it any longer would basically be rehashing Shadowverse's "Daddy's Little Girl".

Also, the title comes from the fact that I didn't want to make another Mama Bear joke after using it for Megane. A wolf seems to suit Lindy better than a bear, anyway.

With all that aside, please enjoy!

Spoiler for Grandmama Wolf:

In general, one would not consider Lindy Harlaown a frightening figure.

Oh, at some point in her life, she had probably been frightening; of that fact, Hayate had no doubt. Lindy was a woman who could ooze warm motherly love one instant and flood a room with icy, single-minded focus the next. Those cold, focused moments came few and far between these days; Lindy had traded them in for grandmother-hood and happiness with her family over the last few years.

So in general, one would not consider her very frightening at all.

That person also wasn’t Yagami Hayate, the woman dating Lindy’s granddaughter.

So really, I have every right to be a little concerned, Hayate reasoned, resisting the urge to squirm about in her chair like a child in trouble. It wasn’t as if Lindy was Nanoha or Fate; even if she disapproved of the relationship, there was very little she could do about it without upsetting Fate, or even worse, Vivio. If Lindy had anything against the relationship, her hands were tied in the sense of doing anything about it.

Why am I here, then?

The question had lingered in the brown-haired woman’s mind ever since she had made her way into Lindy’s old office, requested to be there by the woman herself. The only reason she could think she was there was, again, because of Vivio, but she couldn’t imagine why Lindy wanted to speak to her.

“Ah, Hayate-chan.” Lindy passed her by then, a sheepish smile on her face as she sipped from her tea. “I’m sorry, I got held up trying to come here. Were you waiting long?”

Hayate shook her head. “Not at all, Lindy-san.” She gave in and shifted just a little bit, trying to get more comfortable in her chair. “You said you wanted to talk?”

“Hm? Oh, yes.” The green-haired took another sip from her cup, blowing absently on the rising steam in a small attempt to cool the liquid within. “About Vivio.”

The younger woman smiled a little shakily. “Ah, you found out about that?”

“Nanoha-chan told me.” The older woman chuckled. “Apparently, my cake last year wasn’t homemade, either.”

“I… I see.” So this was about Vivio, then. “Do you, um… do you disapprove, Lindy-san?”

“Oh, no, not at all!”

…

Well, that was… unexpected.

“Then, um…” She was officially at a loss.

“I just wanted to say one thing, Hayate-chan.” Lindy leaned back in her chair, letting her tea go completely to clasp her hands together. “I’m not Vivio’s mother. I really have no right to tell you, or her, what to do with your relationship.” She smiled; a calm, small smile with just a hint of coldness that sent a chill down Hayate’s spine. “So I only have one thing to tell you.”

Hayate swallowed. Somehow, she had a feeling she wasn’t going to like what she was about to hear. “Yes, Lindy-san?”

“If you hurt Vivio?” Lindy’s eyes gleamed. “There won’t be anything left of you by the time Nanoha-chan and Fate come after you.”

…

…

…

Oh.

Well, then.

Hayate swallowed again. This time, it was audible.

“I’ll keep that in mind, Lindy-san.”

Lindy’s smile became warm. “Good of you, Hayate-chan.”

[Shigan]

Originally Posted by RadiantBeam

And so, I finally post the fic I've owed DC for who knows how long. In the end, I settled on a short Lindy/Hayate interaction piece, and it only turned out as small as it did because I felt like making it any longer would basically be rehashing Shadowverse's "Daddy's Little Girl".

Also, the title comes from the fact that I didn't want to make another Mama Bear joke after using it for Megane. A wolf seems to suit Lindy better than a bear, anyway.

With all that aside, please enjoy!

Spoiler for Grandmama Wolf:

In general, one would not consider Lindy Harlaown a frightening figure.

Oh, at some point in her life, she had probably been frightening; of that fact, Hayate had no doubt. Lindy was a woman who could ooze warm motherly love one instant and flood a room with icy, single-minded focus the next. Those cold, focused moments came few and far between these days; Lindy had traded them in for grandmother-hood and happiness with her family over the last few years.

So in general, one would not consider her very frightening at all.

That person also wasn’t Yagami Hayate, the woman dating Lindy’s granddaughter.

So really, I have every right to be a little concerned, Hayate reasoned, resisting the urge to squirm about in her chair like a child in trouble. It wasn’t as if Lindy was Nanoha or Fate; even if she disapproved of the relationship, there was very little she could do about it without upsetting Fate, or even worse, Vivio. If Lindy had anything against the relationship, her hands were tied in the sense of doing anything about it.

Why am I here, then?

The question had lingered in the brown-haired woman’s mind ever since she had made her way into Lindy’s old office, requested to be there by the woman herself. The only reason she could think she was there was, again, because of Vivio, but she couldn’t imagine why Lindy wanted to speak to her.

“Ah, Hayate-chan.” Lindy passed her by then, a sheepish smile on her face as she sipped from her tea. “I’m sorry, I got held up trying to come here. Were you waiting long?”

Hayate shook her head. “Not at all, Lindy-san.” She gave in and shifted just a little bit, trying to get more comfortable in her chair. “You said you wanted to talk?”

“Hm? Oh, yes.” The green-haired took another sip from her cup, blowing absently on the rising steam in a small attempt to cool the liquid within. “About Vivio.”

The younger woman smiled a little shakily. “Ah, you found out about that?”

“Nanoha-chan told me.” The older woman chuckled. “Apparently, my cake last year wasn’t homemade, either.”

“I… I see.” So this was about Vivio, then. “Do you, um… do you disapprove, Lindy-san?”

“Oh, no, not at all!”

…

Well, that was… unexpected.

“Then, um…” She was officially at a loss.

“I just wanted to say one thing, Hayate-chan.” Lindy leaned back in her chair, letting her tea go completely to clasp her hands together. “I’m not Vivio’s mother. I really have no right to tell you, or her, what to do with your relationship.” She smiled; a calm, small smile with just a hint of coldness that sent a chill down Hayate’s spine. “So I only have one thing to tell you.”

Hayate swallowed. Somehow, she had a feeling she wasn’t going to like what she was about to hear. “Yes, Lindy-san?”

“If you hurt Vivio?” Lindy’s eyes gleamed. “There won’t be anything left of you by the time Nanoha-chan and Fate come after you.”

…

…

…

Oh.

Well, then.

Hayate swallowed again. This time, it was audible.

“I’ll keep that in mind, Lindy-san.”

Lindy’s smile became warm. “Good of you, Hayate-chan.”

And so, RB has officially joined the HayaVivi Army of Flaming Moe.

Thou, you know, I don't think anyone has ever tried to put Lindy's relationship to Vivio into text before. I have no idea of how much Lindy would engage herself, or how she would react to the event of her adopted daughter's adopted daughter dating an older woman who could possibly become Mid's first High Marshal of off-world origin xD.

*taps table* I need to give Mid's sociological structure regarding family a little mind spin. Hrmm.

Otherwise, cute RB, really cute =D. Everyone likes a squirming Hayate.

[Old_Iron]

Originally Posted by 00-Raiser

Sorry to took so long for me to read this.

Anyways, there are no major problems with the additions. It may seem like two separate stories to you, but that's because you wrote them at different times. I've felt the same way using an older passage with a newer one. The readers won't get that feeling, though.

The Jail thing is fine, because that's not the focus. The focus is how Yuuno deals with it. Since you're only focusing in that area, the details of Jail's plan aren't important. Plus, suddenly coming out like that is the idea of a surprise attack

Also, maybe I'm just being concieted but was that a reference to Volvo in there?

Now for problems: start a new paragraph when a new person speaks. I'm honestly surprised by how many authors I see not doing this. You do this a few times, with Hayate and Yuuno's dialouge in the same paragraph, as well as Yuuno and Vivio's.

I wouldn't have Vivio call him 'Yuuno-papa'. Seeing as how a major part of the fic is that he's not had time to be with his friends in a non work related context, then Yuuno wouldn't have a close enough role in Vivio's family to warrant the 'papa' suffix.

Other than that, I think you did a good job.

Thanks for the review. I hadn't thought about the Jail aspect or the reader's POV like that. I'll probably take note of it from my end if I let it sit for a while. And thank you for pointing out those problems, I'll fix those up before I post the final version on ff.net. The dialogue is something that I don't really have much experience with as the only time I do write dialogue is on a forum RPG where I only have to deal with one speaker.

Must practice more!

As for the Volvo reference, sorry. It was unintentional. The reference I did go for was Fighter and Black Mage from 8-Bit Theater.

Originally Posted by Nanya01

Not until StrikerS at least.

Anyway...

Spoiler for Material Days Part 90:

“Are you done already? Come on, your character design was inspired from over thirty years of Kamen Rider! Show me something awesome!”

Things have obviously not been going well for Garyu. He was painfully aware of the difference in ability between himself and his opponent. No matter how fast he moved, Material-L’s sheer speed allowed her to stay away from the sharp blades on his arms.

And speaking of that blue haired nut case, she merely put away her device, which attached itself automatically to her cloaked back, allowing her to have both hands free. “How about this? We’ll take the Odin approach. We’ll set a time limit of say… five minutes. During that time, I won’t attack, block or even move from here. Cut me anywhere you want and don’t hold back.”

“… …” Was she serious?

“Maybe you’ll roll some natural twenties and land a critical blow that’ll break my barrier jacket and deplete all of my hit points in one shot!” chirped Rai cheerfully. “And of course, if you fail to complete the challenge that means you’ll be eating my hidden max non life-threatening super technique!”

“No instant death move? How generous of you,” muttered Vulnificus in a flat tone.

“Hehehehe! I just ooze generosity, don’t I?” She brought up her hand and gestured at the insect warrior. “Don’t be shy! Give it all you got! Just like Pinkie and the Appetizer over there against Kero-chan!”

And speaking of the three headed dog, it was up against Friedrich several metres away. Now one would think that because the Dragon had air superiority, it would have a supreme advantage but there was just one problem with that. Localized tornadoes kept appearing out of nowhere and kept Fried from getting too far away out of the dog’s reach. And also there was the fact that once in a while, she would hear a whisper in the wind and something would cause the enhancement spells she cast on Fried to vanish.

She knew the weather patterns of Carnaaji didn’t create the conditions for tornadoes to form naturally so that meant there was someone actively using magic to create them while also blowing away the status buffs. The weird thing is that Caro could clearly see the Fate-san copy not doing anything that indicated any sort of spell casting. And Erio was keeping the Nanoha copy’s attention on him. ‘So how are they doing this? Is there something I’m missing? Are they using invisible magic circles?’

No time to think about that now. She needed to focus on the enemy who was moving aggressively. “Fried, prepare to use Blast Rain!”

But just as she cast the boost spell on her Dragon, she heard that whisper again. This time, she traced the spell back to its possible source and was shocked to find that it most likely came from the three headed dog itself. “It was you?”

At once, all three heads of Cerberus smiled nastily, showing rows of sharp teeth as if confirming her suspicions.

“You’re the one who cast…?” It was unbelievable. How could a summon be able to use such advanced magic?

“DISPEL? YES, IT REALLY IS A HANDY SPELL JUST LIKE TORNADO. AND HERE’S ANOTHER NIFTY ONE THAT I HAVE FOR THAT DRAGON OF YOURS.” She barely had time to register the animalistic sounding telepathic voice in her head when it spoke again, this time to cast a new spell. “BLIND.”

“KUUUUUUUU!” Fried started flailing wildly as he lost his sense of sight, forcing his mistress to hang on tight for dear life.

“Fried, get a grip!” She needed to concentrate and cast her own Dispel to blow away the negative status effect on her dragon but Cerberus wasn’t having any of that as it pounced, moving much faster than before. “Wheel Protection!”

While the whirlpool of mana started forming, Caro thought of her next move. Should she try an Alchemic Chain to bind the hound? Or perhaps use Wing Shooter to lay down cover fire?

“GATES OF HADES!”

Or perhaps she should just pray that her defensive spell would be able to repel the shots of flame that were just fired by each head at such a close distance.

(-------------------------------------------------------)

Erio’s eyes widened as he heard the explosion coming from his partner’s last known location with her dragon. “Caro!”

“You should worry more about yourself, young man,” said Material-S.

“Che…!” Erio figured that going against Nanoha solo was suicide normally. As much as he hated to admit it, both Subaru and Vivio were stronger than he was and neither of them could beat his teacher four years ago. Hell, Signum was at least two ranks higher than he was magically and the best she could do was draw against Nanoha.

This version of Nanoha had never seen him fight so that meant she wouldn’t know his style inside and out. However, the opposite was more or less true. Even if she had the same appearance and equipment set as the regular Nanoha, he had experienced this woman’s combat style first hand and it was rather different from his teacher’s to a degree.

He was going to have to take more chances if he wanted to get victory. Earlier, he and Caro were able to get some close hand knowledge about her style and this was helping him to form a plan. Since she used a Mid-Childan circle that meant that his opponent would prefer to fight at a distance and would not be as skilled in close-range combat. All he would have to do is get a good shot in before she could react. "Strada!"

"Sonic Move."

He felt the world around him shrink and compress as movements around him slowed down. One shot, that's all he would need. A clean blow with Strada and she would be down for the count. Then he could help Garyu deal with Material-L and...

Erio's eyes widened as he saw his spear slam into a barrier. "What?" True, he should have expected her to be able to create one, but to do it with such little warning? Her reaction time was higher than anticipated.

Seikou narrowed her eyes and grabbed Strada by its blade. "A sneak attack, huh?" She squeezed the blade until her hand started to bleed and started to slowly pull it down and to the side. "Despite your preference for the Belkan style, you are no knight."

Swinging her device in a wide arc, she let out a chain of Pyro Shooters that floated in mid air for a moment before shooting up, spinning around each other and rushing down towards the red head.

"Shinden Issen!" Seikou's eyes widened as the tip of the spear started to crackle with power. Quickly letting go, she frowned as Erio back flipped away from her Pyro Shooters at the last moment, causing them to crash into the ground harmlessly and kick up dust which concealed him from view. Without hesitation, she snapped her arm forward and summoned a wave of air to clear the dust which revealed that he was nowhere in sight.

"Where…?" Her senses felt a magical presence coming from above and she looked up to see Erio descending down, his blade crackling with lightning. "That move..."

"Thunder... Rage!" Erio cried out, slamming Strada down at Seikou, who grunted as the attack struck her barrier.

Grunting, Seikou grit her teeth as she slid back from Erio's attack. She snapped an open palm out at her opponent before calling out "Flame Smash". The result was a quick burst of flame which erupted from her hands that sailed towards the enemy and slammed into a barrier that he created.

'Damn.' He knew she was strong, likely stronger than himself, but she was taking his best attacks so easily and returning them with interest. Gripping Strada, his whole body started to glow as he prepared to try a new move out. It wasn't one that he had worked out fully, but he knew that if he failed to land it, he was going to not only be in a world of hurt, but likely dead.

As for Material-S, she wasn’t about to let him try anything new. Without wasting time, she started summoning a new barrage of projectiles. “Pyro…”

"Divine..." It was all he said as he suddenly disappeared in a flash of yellow light, causing the Nanoha replica to stop preparing her attack spell and shift into a defensive position.

‘What? Where did he go? Would he try an overhead strike again? Or come from below?’ No, the last option wasn’t likely as she couldn’t feel any vibrations with her feet. The Starlight Destroyer floated up as she expanded her field of vision, scanning the battlefield carefully with those odd blue eyes of hers. ‘Did he run away?’

"… Smasher!" Her only warning came from Erio's voice calling out the name of the attack behind her in order to complete his unique spell. Turning, she only caught a glimpse of a yellow flash before a form slammed into her barrier, shattering it and smashing her into the ground so fast that she created a crater ten meters wide and three meters deep.

Erio stopped glowing and landed on the edge of the crater, panting hard and grimacing. His hands were hurting, his arms were raw and the rest of his body felt like that one time he had just hit a stone, a tree and a park bench after Nove kicked him in the gut as hard as she could in sparring. The tip of Strada's staff was in the ground to support his weight. "Note to self, remember to thank Nove for helping me with this move."

Even if his body felt like crap for accelerating far beyond his limits, at least he managed to beat the Material copy of Nanoha. After all, he was certain that even the original Nanoha wouldn't be able to get back up for a while after a Divine Smasher. But much to his shock, he saw Material-S not only rise up from the ground but she strolled over to him without so much as a limp or even an expression of pain on her face. ‘How is this possible? What-’

"What kind of monster am I facing? That's what's going on in your head, isn't it?"

‘She can read minds too?’ He did notice something that caught him off guard and that was a hint of melancholy on Seikou's face.

"I've seen and heard it many times before. You fear me, because of how strong I am." Luciferion shifted forms before Material-S pointed the tip of her transformed device at the young man. "Blast... Fire."

Erio grit his teeth and summoned whatever energy reserves he had to create a barrier but in his weakened state, his barrier wouldn’t be as strong. As expected, it shattered and the blast consumed him, sending him flying backwards before he landed hard on the ground painfully.

"I'm... alive?" His skin felt like he had just been dipped into a bath that had been heated by Signum.

“You'll live,” said the Nanoha replica as she walked up to him and stood above him, placing one foot on his chest to ensure that he wouldn’t be doing anything foolish. "I have no reason to kill you, not yet."

"You..."

"Monster? Yes, I know. I am nothing more than a cruel monster that kills those in her way. Or, perhaps I am nothing more than a mere clone of someone you know?"

Erio winced at his own words being thrown back at him. "Listen, about..." He groaned in pain as she put pressure on his chest.

"I suppose that to you, I am nothing more than a worthless copy of the original. Is that right?"

"That... I shouldn't have said that!"

"No, you shouldn't have," replied Material-S in a frosty tone. "Then again, what else should I expect from you as a Bureau agent? You kidnapped my precious companion, lied right in my face and insulted me just before coming at me with killing intent. Tell me; is this the standard modus operandi employed by all members of your organization?"

“We do what must be done to bring people to justice,” answered the young man.

“Most likely a flawed and corrupt justice, no doubt.” The Starlight Destroyer paused for a moment as she felt a sense of discomfort come from the area where he had attacked before with that Divine Smasher. "You managed to injure me."

"And you let me recover," muttered Erio.

"Sonic Move."

Seikou blinked as Erio disappeared from under her foot only to reappear just a few feet away from her. He seemed to have recovered some of his energy back as his breathing wasn’t as hard as before. "Do you wish for me to harm you some more? What about that pink haired girl? Or the young girl that lives here? Do you not care how they would feel if you were hurt? Are you not friends?"

Erio twitched and gripped Strada tightly. "My relationship with Caro and Lutecia is none of your business!"

"How would you feel if I took one of them away from you?" Material-S glanced at Fried, who was now being pinned down by the flames coming from Cerberus in order to protect his summoner. "What if something unfortunate happened to her?"

“You…!” There was a flash of anger on Erio's face which was the reaction that she had expected.

"Perhaps I will take her from you like you took Yuuno-san from me."

"Don't you dare!" Erio yelled as he rushed forward, swinging Strada as his Sonic Move had activated unconsciously. He gasped as his spear struck nothing but air. "What?"

"You aren't the only one who can move fast," whispered Seikou into his ear from behind. The moment he turned around, all he could see was a large red orb, glowing pink with magical power that rapidly approached his skull. He reacted by raising his device to deflect the blow but that gave his opponent another opening. Thanks to her quick movements, she thrust the tip of her device into his solar plexus and had it charge up one last spell.

"Yuuno-san, Material-L, Material-D and even Sette... the four of them are not for you to take from me," muttered the Starlight Destroyer as Luciferion did the rest.

“Blast Fire.”

I can't tell which of the three Materials I like more. You've made them awesome in so many different ways. Can't wait to see how Yuuno deals with the aftermath of this whole situation.

And now, I've written the prologue to a new story idea that wouldn't leave me alone. It may come off as a bit bland, but I wanted to have a starting point for the events that follow, despite how minimally they may end up being linked.

Spoiler for Leave of Absence: Prologue:

Over the years, Yuuno Scrya had developed the rather useful talent of remaining calm in the face of danger. A talent which unfortunately decided to leave him hanging at this moment. Sitting in an ominously lit office facing the flat stare of a rather imposing Major General, the librarian could only begin to image what he'd been called in for. The message had been given to him by Arf and contained only the time and location for the summons.

When the silence of the room had reached the point of being near deafening, the general broke it rather bluntly.

"Professor Scrya, do you have any idea as to why you've been called in here?" questioned the bald man as he leaned in slightly whilst lacing his finger together in front of him. The light hit his glasses in such a way as to hide the general's eyes and further unnerve the librarian.

"No sir." Yuuno answered after swallowing audibly. His performance had always been exemplary as far as he figured, not to mention that many of his subordinates found him to be a fair boss. He fought the urge to fidget, a bad habit from his youth that hadn't completely vanished.

The pause did not help Yuuno's rapidly fraying nerves.

The general's brow furrowed, "It has come to my attention that you have not taken any vacation time in the last three years."

A beat.

"What." Yuuno's flat response and dumbfounded look only seemed to cause the room to shrink under the general's unwavering gaze.

"TSAB Human Resources clearly states the guidelines for vacation time and you are in violation of said guidelines. We cannot have the head of our Intelligence Division collapsing from overwork or giving the image that the TSAB is full of unrelenting slave drivers. Our image is hard enough to maintain as it is." Explained the general in an increasingly unamused tone of voice.

Realizing exactly what the issue was now, Yuuno spoke up, "But, sir. Th-" Came the attempted explanation for such a situation, only to be cut off.

"I wont hear it, Professor. You are officially on a paid leave of absence that is effective immediately. You are not to set foot in your office for anything other than collecting your personal effects for no less than a month. Now get out of my office." The general's tone of voice brooked no argument and Yuuno found himself standing outside of the office blinking in confusion, holding the hardcopy of the official notice and not exactly sure as to how he got there.

"-e records were damaged yesterday." Finished the head librarian in his stupor.

"What records?" Queried a tall, pink-haired figure approaching from his left. Signum stood there with a raised eyebrow and a tall stack of paper filled binders in her hands.

"Hey Signum, let me get some of those for you." Greeted Yuuno whilst taking a good portion of the binders from Signum. He knew that they were of no inconvenience to her, but he felt it was the gentlemanly thing to do. "That server failure yesterday corrupted a large number of files in the Human Resources department, apparently including my vacation time records."

"Thank you.." Signum replied before motioning the direction that she was heading, wordlessly prompting him to continue as they walked.

"Apparently Major General Blackstone got ahold of the corrupted data and thought I hadn't taken vacation leave in three years. Now I'm on a leave of absence for a month so that it doesn't appear that the TSAB is full of slave drivers." Explained Yuuno with a slight amount of bewilderment.

"I have heard that he has a bad habit of not double checking information that doesn't involve combat." Offered Signum with a bemused grin at Yuuno's expense. "At least now you don't have to wait for one of us to come barging into your office to take time off."

"Very true." Yuuno laughed at that. It was true that he often got too involved in his work and forgot to take a break. His time off, more often than not, tended to coincide with visits from certain members of Special Duty Section Six. His friends seemed the most adept at dragging him out of his office, a fact that his subordinates exploited to prevent their boss from overworking himself. That and the HQ wide betting pools on who would show up and how they'd actually drag him out.

Fortunately, no one had won the 'Starlight Breaker' pool yet.

However, someone had won the 'Ferret Cage' pool last year. Damn you, Crono.

"What are you planning to do with your forced vacation time?" Asked the General of Fire as they turned a corner.

"I have no idea, honestly. I've never had this much time off before." Usually his time off was measured in single days, a week at most. His mind began pondering what exactly to do with all that time. "I suppose I could work on my magic. There's a new barrier theory that I've been working on."

"That sounds promising and something I would like to see when completed, but more like work than time off. Why not take up a hobby?" While Signum was probably the most serious and work driven member of the Wolkenritter, even she knew how to take it easy on her own time. A bottle of warm sake, some soothing music, and a light novel was a good way to get the tension out.

"A hobby, huh?" He could probably count archaeology as his hobby, but doubted that anyone would let him near a dig for the next month or so since it would also qualify as work in the eyes of some people.

"Such as Zafira's painting, or Lady Hayate's cosplay." Clarified Signum as they neared her destination, "Or even Shamal's..." A pause, "...cooking." Those last two probably weren't the best examples owing to the possible ill effects on the health of those around them. It baffled the knight how Shamal had managed to turn spaghetti into a substance comparable to thermite. Signum's own ability to burn water notwithstanding. At least Hayate's hobby was, while embarrassing, non-lethal.

"You did look rather fetching in that last outfit, Miss Loveless." Referring to Hayate's most recent exploits in the realm of costuming. His slight tease was met with an embarrassed pink tinge on Signum's cheeks and a mild glare that promised excessive violence in their next spar should he continue.

"In any case, I am certain that you'll find something to occupy your time without having it misconstrued as work. At the very least you may find some ideas in those tomes of yours." Reaching the office that Signum was taking the binders, the pair delivered the stacks with little issue before parting. "I shall talk with you later, Yuuno. Have a good day."

"You too Signum, it was nice to see you again." With that they parted, Yuuno to gather his effects and Signum to Section Six.

It hadn't taken long for the blonde to gather his things and be off. On his drive home, he noticed a billboard for a hobby shop's website. It was rather impressive and he caught the address whilst driving by.

"The internet, huh?" The next month would be interesting for certain.

[00-Raiser]

Originally Posted by Old_Iron

As for the Volvo reference, sorry. It was unintentional. The reference I did go for was Fighter and Black Mage from 8-Bit Theater.

Ah, my bad I thought you were refering to Klaus and Volvo.

Originally Posted by Old_Iron

Spoiler for Leave of Absence: Prologue:

Over the years, Yuuno Scrya had developed the rather useful talent of remaining calm in the face of danger. A talent which unfortunately decided to leave him hanging at this moment. Sitting in an ominously lit office facing the flat stare of a rather imposing Major General, the librarian could only begin to image what he'd been called in for. The message had been given to him by Arf and contained only the time and location for the summons.

When the silence of the room had reached the point of being near deafening, the general broke it rather bluntly.

"Professor Scrya, do you have any idea as to why you've been called in here?" questioned the bald man as he leaned in slightly whilst lacing his finger together in front of him. The light hit his glasses in such a way as to hide the general's eyes and further unnerve the librarian.

"No sir." Yuuno answered after swallowing audibly. His performance had always been exemplary as far as he figured, not to mention that many of his subordinates found him to be a fair boss. He fought the urge to fidget, a bad habit from his youth that hadn't completely vanished.

The pause did not help Yuuno's rapidly fraying nerves.

The general's brow furrowed, "It has come to my attention that you have not taken any vacation time in the last three years."

A beat.

"What." Yuuno's flat response and dumbfounded look only seemed to cause the room to shrink under the general's unwavering gaze.

"TSAB Human Resources clearly states the guidelines for vacation time and you are in violation of said guidelines. We cannot have the head of our Intelligence Division collapsing from overwork or giving the image that the TSAB is full of unrelenting slave drivers. Our image is hard enough to maintain as it is." Explained the general in an increasingly unamused tone of voice.

Realizing exactly what the issue was now, Yuuno spoke up, "But, sir. Th-" Came the attempted explanation for such a situation, only to be cut off.

"I wont hear it, Professor. You are officially on a paid leave of absence that is effective immediately. You are not to set foot in your office for anything other than collecting your personal effects for no less than a month. Now get out of my office." The general's tone of voice brooked no argument and Yuuno found himself standing outside of the office blinking in confusion, holding the hardcopy of the official notice and not exactly sure as to how he got there.

"-e records were damaged yesterday." Finished the head librarian in his stupor.

"What records?" Queried a tall, pink-haired figure approaching from his left. Signum stood there with a raised eyebrow and a tall stack of paper filled binders in her hands.

"Hey Signum, let me get some of those for you." Greeted Yuuno whilst taking a good portion of the binders from Signum. He knew that they were of no inconvenience to her, but he felt it was the gentlemanly thing to do. "That server failure yesterday corrupted a large number of files in the Human Resources department, apparently including my vacation time records."

"Thank you.." Signum replied before motioning the direction that she was heading, wordlessly prompting him to continue as they walked.

"Apparently Major General Blackstone got ahold of the corrupted data and thought I hadn't taken vacation leave in three years. Now I'm on a leave of absence for a month so that it doesn't appear that the TSAB is full of slave drivers." Explained Yuuno with a slight amount of bewilderment.

"I have heard that he has a bad habit of not double checking information that doesn't involve combat." Offered Signum with a bemused grin at Yuuno's expense. "At least now you don't have to wait for one of us to come barging into your office to take time off."

"Very true." Yuuno laughed at that. It was true that he often got too involved in his work and forgot to take a break. His time off, more often than not, tended to coincide with visits from certain members of Special Duty Section Six. His friends seemed the most adept at dragging him out of his office, a fact that his subordinates exploited to prevent their boss from overworking himself. That and the HQ wide betting pools on who would show up and how they'd actually drag him out.

Fortunately, no one had won the 'Starlight Breaker' pool yet.

However, someone had won the 'Ferret Cage' pool last year. Damn you, Crono.

"What are you planning to do with your forced vacation time?" Asked the General of Fire as they turned a corner.

"I have no idea, honestly. I've never had this much time off before." Usually his time off was measured in single days, a week at most. His mind began pondering what exactly to do with all that time. "I suppose I could work on my magic. There's a new barrier theory that I've been working on."

"That sounds promising and something I would like to see when completed, but more like work than time off. Why not take up a hobby?" While Signum was probably the most serious and work driven member of the Wolkenritter, even she knew how to take it easy on her own time. A bottle of warm sake, some soothing music, and a light novel was a good way to get the tension out.

"A hobby, huh?" He could probably count archaeology as his hobby, but doubted that anyone would let him near a dig for the next month or so since it would also qualify as work in the eyes of some people.

"Such as Zafira's painting, or Lady Hayate's cosplay." Clarified Signum as they neared her destination, "Or even Shamal's..." A pause, "...cooking." Those last two probably weren't the best examples owing to the possible ill effects on the health of those around them. It baffled the knight how Shamal had managed to turn spaghetti into a substance comparable to thermite. Signum's own ability to burn water notwithstanding. At least Hayate's hobby was, while embarrassing, non-lethal.

"You did look rather fetching in that last outfit, Miss Loveless." Referring to Hayate's most recent exploits in the realm of costuming. His slight tease was met with an embarrassed pink tinge on Signum's cheeks and a mild glare that promised excessive violence in their next spar should he continue.

"In any case, I am certain that you'll find something to occupy your time without having it misconstrued as work. At the very least you may find some ideas in those tomes of yours." Reaching the office that Signum was taking the binders, the pair delivered the stacks with little issue before parting. "I shall talk with you later, Yuuno. Have a good day."

"You too Signum, it was nice to see you again." With that they parted, Yuuno to gather his effects and Signum to Section Six.

It hadn't taken long for the blonde to gather his things and be off. On his drive home, he noticed a billboard for a hobby shop's website. It was rather impressive and he caught the address whilst driving by.

"The internet, huh?" The next month would be interesting for certain.

A good start. I can only wonder how the internet is going to corrupt Yuuno

One thing: Chrono is spelled with an H

[Yasanagi]

Originally Posted by 00-Raiser

A good start. I can only wonder how the internet is going to corrupt Yuuno

A certain Avenue Q song comes to mind.

Kinda interested in seeing what hobby comes for him.

[DKN117]

Here, have some crack:

Spoiler for Yuuno Pays His Debt To Hayate:

“H-Hayate-san, I can’t do this!”

“Aw, c’mon, Yūno-kun! You promised!”

“When I said I would do anything to make it up to you for what happened a couple weeks ago with that incident with the Bengal tigers, the trombone, and the landmines, this kind of thing wasn’t what I had in mind!”

“Pleeeeease?” Shamal chimed in, standing beside her mistress.

“…Uuu~”

There was shuffling, and then Yūno stepped out from behind the changing curtain, the blond 10-year-old boy looking like a frightened animal ready to bolt. Shamal said “Oh, my!” with much mirth in her voice and a coy smile on her face, while Hayate stared with intense eyes and a mischievous, lecherous grin. The resident shota of the TSAB was clad in a lacy light-green blouse and a short light-pink skirt, his golden-blond hair done up in pigtails secured by lacy pink ribbons, his green eyes half-open and nervous, and a very deep blush on his face. He shuffled nervously, his hands gripping the skirt.

Hayate giggled pervertedly, a gleam in her eyes, a gleam that was also in Shamal’s eyes as the two feasted their eyes upon poor Yūno. Hayate walked up on still-slightly-unsteady legs and slowly circled the involuntarily-crossdressed boy, getting a good look from all angles. When she was behind him, she, without warning, grabbed hold of the skirt and lifted it up for all to see what was beneath, causing Yūno to let out a short, very girlish squeal.

“Yay! You even wore the panties!”

Indeed, the lacy/frilly pink undergarments were on full display, hugging his bottom tightly, and Yūno’s face was now as pink as they were. Hayate let the skirt drop, while Shamal barely suppressed a squee, and the brown-haired girl then walked right in front of Yūno, softly running her hand along his cheek.

“Now…” she purred. “Time to pose for us…”

Yūno whimpered a little, wondering if any other boy anywhere could ever understand the humiliation he now felt.

(In another universe, Negi Springfield – currently dolled up as a foxgirl by his student Misa – sneezed)

Several embarrassing poses and positions followed, many of them allowing for panty-shots; Schwertkreuz and Klarer Wind were taking photographs throughout it all, furthering the boy’s mortification. After this, Shamal took Yūno behind the curtain and undressed the protesting boy down to “his” panties, and then dressed him up in a schoolgirl outfit – white-and-blue shirt, navy-blue miniskirt, thigh-high stockings, et cetera – and brought him out for another round of poses, role-plays, and photography.

“H-How much more of this?” Yūno squeaked out, his face red. “We’re… a-almost done, right?”

“Oh, no, my dear Yūno…” Hayate said. “We have lots more special outfits for you to try on… Shamal will help dress you in each and every one of them, so we can be sure it’s all done properly.”

Hayate pressed a button, which opened the door to her walk-in closet, which had been specially prepared for this day. Yūno somehow paled and blushed at the same time as he looked at the myriad of things he would soon be put in and made to pose in – he saw a nurse outfit, a shrine-maiden outfit, a “sexy maid” outfit, a frilly pink & white dress full of lace & ribbons and with a poofy skirt, a girl’s school swimsuit (with "Yū-chan" printed on the front), a diaper (with a container of powder at the side), and more.

Yūno, trembling slightly, watched as Shamal slowly walked toward him, licking her lips and wiggling her fingers menacingly as she advanced on him, as Hayate got out the maid outfit. The two came in close to him, softly caressing his face and neck with their hands… and then, gently but firmly, pulled him close, Shamal starting to pull the skirt down while Hayate’s hands reached under and up his shirt, pushing the shirt up and starting to rub and squeeze his chest.

Hayate and Shamal thoroughly enjoyed dressing up their “new toy” that day; hundreds of pictures were taken. Hayate promptly picked the several best pictures of each outfit and made an album… which she made copies of and distributed to a certain few people. Upon going through the pictures: Nanoha was going back & forth between squeeing and giggling; Fate blushed and giggled and made various astonished and curious noises; Vita laughed, but also found herself thinking “Why is seeing Ferret Boy done up like that making me feel hot and fidgety?”; Signum gave an exasperated sigh at her Mistress' actions... but still kept the pictures for giggles; Lindy and Amy giggled and squeed over the cuteness; and Chrono, who somehow got a hold of Amy’s copy, laughed his ass off, the younger-than-he-looked 14-year-old unaware of how Amy was looking back & forth between him and some of the pictures.

After this day, Yūno would never be able to look at Hayate (or a trombone, for that matter) again without feeling a slight shudder down his spine.

Years later, a now-young-adult Hayate gazed upon Erio, dolled up in a maid outfit, his face as red as his hair as he gave her a plaintive look, and wiped the bit of drool from her lips. God, she loved her job…

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And in case you're wondering, Erio's incident involved a french horn, a pumpkin pie, a picture of Mr. Peanut and Mr. Clean duking it out, and a very angry panda partnered with a bored stork.

[00-Raiser]

Originally Posted by DKN117

Here, have some crack:

Spoiler for Yuuno Pays His Debt To Hayate:

“H-Hayate-san, I can’t do this!”

“Aw, c’mon, Yūno-kun! You promised!”

“When I said I would do anything to make it up to you for what happened a couple weeks ago with that incident with the Bengal tigers, the trombone, and the landmines, this kind of thing wasn’t what I had in mind!”

“Pleeeeease?” Shamal chimed in, standing beside her mistress.

“…Uuu~”

There was shuffling, and then Yūno stepped out from behind the changing curtain, the blond 10-year-old boy looking like a frightened animal ready to bolt. Shamal said “Oh, my!” with much mirth in her voice and a coy smile on her face, while Hayate stared with intense eyes and a mischievous, lecherous grin. The resident shota of the TSAB was clad in a lacy light-green blouse and a short light-pink skirt, his golden-blond hair done up in pigtails secured by lacy pink ribbons, his green eyes half-open and nervous, and a very deep blush on his face. He shuffled nervously, his hands gripping the skirt.

Hayate giggled pervertedly, a gleam in her eyes, a gleam that was also in Shamal’s eyes as the two feasted their eyes upon poor Yūno. Hayate walked up on still-slightly-unsteady legs and slowly circled the involuntarily-crossdressed boy, getting a good look from all angles. When she was behind him, she, without warning, grabbed hold of the skirt and lifted it up for all to see what was beneath, causing Yūno to let out a short, very girlish squeal.

“Yay! You even wore the panties!”

Indeed, the lacy/frilly pink undergarments were on full display, hugging his bottom tightly, and Yūno’s face was now as pink as they were. Hayate let the skirt drop, while Shamal barely suppressed a squee, and the brown-haired girl then walked right in front of Yūno, softly running her hand along his cheek.

“Now…” she purred. “Time to pose for us…”

Yūno whimpered a little, wondering if any other boy anywhere could ever understand the humiliation he now felt.

(In another universe, Negi Springfield – currently dolled up as a foxgirl by his student Misa – sneezed)

Several embarrassing poses and positions followed, many of them allowing for panty-shots; Schwertkreuz and Klarer Wind were taking photographs throughout it all, furthering the boy’s mortification. After this, Shamal took Yūno behind the curtain and undressed the protesting boy down to “his” panties, and then dressed him up in a schoolgirl outfit – white-and-blue shirt, navy-blue miniskirt, thigh-high stockings, et cetera – and brought him out for another round of poses, role-plays, and photography.

“H-How much more of this?” Yūno squeaked out, his face red. “We’re… a-almost done, right?”

“Oh, no, my dear Yūno…” Hayate said. “We have lots more special outfits for you to try on… Shamal will help dress you in each and every one of them, so we can be sure it’s all done properly.”

Hayate pressed a button, which opened the door to her walk-in closet, which had been specially prepared for this day. Yūno somehow paled and blushed at the same time as he looked at the myriad of things he would soon be put in and made to pose in – he saw a nurse outfit, a shrine-maiden outfit, a “sexy maid” outfit, a frilly pink & white dress full of lace & ribbons and with a poofy skirt, a girl’s school swimsuit (with "Yū-chan" printed on the front), a diaper (with a container of powder at the side), and more.

Yūno, trembling slightly, watched as Shamal slowly walked toward him, licking her lips and wiggling her fingers menacingly as she advanced on him, as Hayate got out the maid outfit. The two came in close to him, softly caressing his face and neck with their hands… and then, gently but firmly, pulled him close, Shamal starting to pull the skirt down while Hayate’s hands reached under and up his shirt, pushing the shirt up and starting to rub and squeeze his chest.

Hayate and Shamal thoroughly enjoyed dressing up their “new toy” that day; hundreds of pictures were taken. Hayate promptly picked the several best pictures of each outfit and made an album… which she made copies of and distributed to a certain few people. Upon going through the pictures: Nanoha was going back & forth between squeeing and giggling; Fate blushed and giggled and made various astonished and curious noises; Vita laughed, but also found herself thinking “Why is seeing Ferret Boy done up like that making me feel hot and fidgety?”; Signum gave an exasperated sigh at her Mistress' actions... but still kept the pictures for giggles; Lindy and Amy giggled and squeed over the cuteness; and Chrono, who somehow got a hold of Amy’s copy, laughed his ass off, the younger-than-he-looked 14-year-old unaware of how Amy was looking back & forth between him and some of the pictures.

After this day, Yūno would never be able to look at Hayate (or a trombone, for that matter) again without feeling a slight shudder down his spine.

Years later, a now-young-adult Hayate gazed upon Erio, dolled up in a maid outfit, his face as red as his hair as he gave her a plaintive look, and wiped the bit of drool from her lips. God, she loved her job…

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And in case you're wondering, Erio's incident involved a french horn, a pumpkin pie, a picture of Mr. Peanut and Mr. Clean duking it out, and a very angry panda partnered with a bored stork.

Heh, that's the kind of experience you tell your therapist about

Very minor issues with the ages: Since they're 10, Hayate wouldn't be able to walk as she was still going through rehab at this point (Nanoha had her accident at 11 and they went through rehab together). Chrono would be 15 at this point too (they were 9 in season 1 and he was 14).

Other than that, enjoyable read.

[deathcurse]

Originally Posted by RadiantBeam

And so, I finally post the fic I've owed DC for who knows how long. In the end, I settled on a short Lindy/Hayate interaction piece, and it only turned out as small as it did because I felt like making it any longer would basically be rehashing Shadowverse's "Daddy's Little Girl".

Also, the title comes from the fact that I didn't want to make another Mama Bear joke after using it for Megane. A wolf seems to suit Lindy better than a bear, anyway.

With all that aside, please enjoy!

Spoiler for Grandmama Wolf:

In general, one would not consider Lindy Harlaown a frightening figure.

Oh, at some point in her life, she had probably been frightening; of that fact, Hayate had no doubt. Lindy was a woman who could ooze warm motherly love one instant and flood a room with icy, single-minded focus the next. Those cold, focused moments came few and far between these days; Lindy had traded them in for grandmother-hood and happiness with her family over the last few years.

So in general, one would not consider her very frightening at all.

That person also wasn’t Yagami Hayate, the woman dating Lindy’s granddaughter.

So really, I have every right to be a little concerned, Hayate reasoned, resisting the urge to squirm about in her chair like a child in trouble. It wasn’t as if Lindy was Nanoha or Fate; even if she disapproved of the relationship, there was very little she could do about it without upsetting Fate, or even worse, Vivio. If Lindy had anything against the relationship, her hands were tied in the sense of doing anything about it.

Why am I here, then?

The question had lingered in the brown-haired woman’s mind ever since she had made her way into Lindy’s old office, requested to be there by the woman herself. The only reason she could think she was there was, again, because of Vivio, but she couldn’t imagine why Lindy wanted to speak to her.

“Ah, Hayate-chan.” Lindy passed her by then, a sheepish smile on her face as she sipped from her tea. “I’m sorry, I got held up trying to come here. Were you waiting long?”

Hayate shook her head. “Not at all, Lindy-san.” She gave in and shifted just a little bit, trying to get more comfortable in her chair. “You said you wanted to talk?”

“Hm? Oh, yes.” The green-haired took another sip from her cup, blowing absently on the rising steam in a small attempt to cool the liquid within. “About Vivio.”

The younger woman smiled a little shakily. “Ah, you found out about that?”

“Nanoha-chan told me.” The older woman chuckled. “Apparently, my cake last year wasn’t homemade, either.”

“I… I see.” So this was about Vivio, then. “Do you, um… do you disapprove, Lindy-san?”

“Oh, no, not at all!”

…

Well, that was… unexpected.

“Then, um…” She was officially at a loss.

“I just wanted to say one thing, Hayate-chan.” Lindy leaned back in her chair, letting her tea go completely to clasp her hands together. “I’m not Vivio’s mother. I really have no right to tell you, or her, what to do with your relationship.” She smiled; a calm, small smile with just a hint of coldness that sent a chill down Hayate’s spine. “So I only have one thing to tell you.”

Hayate swallowed. Somehow, she had a feeling she wasn’t going to like what she was about to hear. “Yes, Lindy-san?”

“If you hurt Vivio?” Lindy’s eyes gleamed. “There won’t be anything left of you by the time Nanoha-chan and Fate come after you.”

…

…

…

Oh.

Well, then.

Hayate swallowed again. This time, it was audible.

“I’ll keep that in mind, Lindy-san.”

Lindy’s smile became warm. “Good of you, Hayate-chan.”

Now we so need a story where Vivio gets grilled by the Wolkies ....

Cute, RB! It was really short though , and I would have liked more! It definitely does raise the question of how involved Lindy is with Vivio, and how that might colour her interaction with Hayate after finding out about their relationship .

[RadiantBeam]

Originally Posted by Shigan

And so, RB has officially joined the HayaVivi Army of Flaming Moe.

If you say so?

Originally Posted by deathcurse

Now we so need a story where Vivio gets grilled by the Wolkies ....

No.

Cute, RB! It was really short though , and I would have liked more! It definitely does raise the question of how involved Lindy is with Vivio, and how that might colour her interaction with Hayate after finding out about their relationship .

Maybe eventually I'll be inspired to do a longer piece. Sadly, this one just wasn't it. I did try to make it longer, but every time I tried I felt like it was turning into another version of "Daddy's Little Girl".

[deathcurse]

Originally Posted by RadiantBeam

No.

It wasn't necessarily directed at you! (Well, not very much! )

Originally Posted by RadiantBeam

Maybe eventually I'll be inspired to do a longer piece. Sadly, this one just wasn't it. I did try to make it longer, but every time I tried I felt like it was turning into another version of "Daddy's Little Girl".

True, the way you have it set up could be too similar . Hm...I wonder how Lindy may feel about Hayate in general? I mean, she knew Hayate since Hayate was 9, and helped her with their sentencing and such, and also supported Hayate's career... Perhaps Lindy would even be more on Hayate's side? Or else she knows Hayate's bad points, so her implied threat is even worse?

Fun food for thought ^^. Still, I have to finish "Prerogative" first....

[Shigan]

Originally Posted by deathcurse

It wasn't necessarily directed at you! (Well, not very much! )

Feel free to write a grilling one, I only have dibs on the one with the explosions. ^_^

[Nanya01]

This took awhile.

I blame laziness.

Red

Peek's Mini-Arcs:

Yagami Mid Four Dwell Takamachi Scrya Fatherhood Harlaown

Dreams Start

Dreams Part 2

Spoiler for Blood That Flows - Peek - Dreams End:

Hours later...

Nanoha cracked an eye open as her door opened. "Mom, Dad, Miyuki-nee." She mentally winced at how her voice sounded like sandpaper.

"Nanoha!" Miyuki ran up to the bed and grabbed the girl's hand. "You're awake!"

Nanoha winced. "Didn't Yuuno, Fate or Caro tell you?" The small group had left hours ago, mostly because the nurse had kicked all of them out.

"Nee-chan!" A small bundle of energy rushed into the room and pushed against the bed. "Nee-chan! You wake?"

Nanoha smiled and rubbed his head. "I'm awake, Arashi." She blinked as he squeezed her hand. "You okay?"

"Nee-chan! Nee-chan!"

Shiro walked over to his youngest son and lifted him up so he could sit on the bed. The young boy instantly latched onto his older sister and hugged her tightly. Shiro shook his head as Nanoha looked on surprised. "He really missed you."

Nanoha smiled and hugged him back. "I'm okay. Your big sister wouldn't be stopped so easily."

"I hope not!" Lina looked at Nanoha, her eyes slightly narrowed. "Because if you were, I'd never be able to deal with the thought of my children being that weak." When Nanoha winced, she rubbed her forehead. "Really, Nanoha..." The older redhead walked up to the bed, knelt down and hugged her daughter tightly. "Don't you ever fight against an army of Mazoku by yourself ever again!"

"I killed all of them..." Nanoha whimpered as her mother and brother tightened their hug on her. "Dad, help!"

Shiro shrugged at her. "I think you need to learn how to watch your back more, Nanoha." There was something in the way that he said it, plus the small grin on his face that had Nanoha paling. "And I know a few ways to help you recover quickly."

Nanoha sweat-dropped as Lina pulled away and nodded. "Um... I hope I don't have to go through what Kyouya-nii and Miyuki-nee did..."

"Don't worry, I plan on teaching Fate some of our sword style. Suzuka's learning some of our sword style." The purple-haired girl had said that she actually was regretting her choice awhile ago.

Nanoha gulped heavily. "Please tell me that you're not going to make me cut my hair short, show no emotions, dye Fate-chan's hair blue while she starts referencing stuff like Youtube and Nico Nico video and dye Hayate-chan's hair white and have her declare herself the ruler of the universe?"

Lina and Shiro blinked several times at her. "What?"

"Sorry, I had some weird dreams." Nanoha chuckled softly. "One of them had Fate-chan, Hayate-chan and myself with weird hair colors and hair styles causing problems, though Fate-chan seemed to talk about random stuff all the time."

"I bet..." Lina drawled as she looked at her daughter. "Still, you should have been more careful." When Nanoha looked like she was about to speak up, she held a hand up. "I know, you couldn't have seen it coming." Lina lowered her hand and sighed softly. "I never thought that it was possible for Shabranigdo to do what he did." She pinched the bridge of her nose. "Still, I was worried, Nanoha. We all were."

Nanoha smiled softly. "Well, I'm alive at least." She winced as she felt Arashi hug her tighter. "I'm okay, really I am. And, when I recover, we'll play lots of games together and..." She trailed off as she looked at her parents and caught a glint in their eyes. "Um..."

"Nanoha, honey..." Lina smiled at her daughter. "Do you remember when your father was hurt?" Nanoha nodded slowly. "Remember what he went through when he was recovering?" Nanoha paled and Lina's smile slowly turned sinister. "As soon as Chrono's wedding is over, you're going to have some... Fun."

"Wedding?" Nanoha blinked in confusion. "Who's he marrying?"

Arashi popped his head up and smiled at Nanoha. "Amy-san and Filia-san!"

"Ara?" Nanoha looked at her brother in confusion. "...Take a nap for a little while and then everything goes crazy on you."

Lina chuckled softly. "Oh, you don't know the half of it." Idly she wondered if Reinforce would let Hayate join Nanoha for her training.

'My family's going to kill me with physical therapy!' Nanoha wailed to herself. The worst part of all of this was that none of her friends would do anything about it. Considering that most of them went through some sort of harsh training themselves, they would feel bad but not do anything about it. '...I need to remember to blow them all up after I recover properly.'

"Well, I'll go and get your doctor." Shiro said as he walked to the door. "Hopefully you won't be here for too long."

Nanoha just groaned in dismay. "How long until the wedding?"

"Pretty soon." Lina smiled at Nanoha. "So, you better enjoy it."

Nanoha groaned and flopped her head back. "...I think I liked the dreams more."

[mega1987]

Originally Posted by Nanya01

This took awhile.

I blame laziness.

Red

Peek's Mini-Arcs:

Yagami Mid Four Dwell Takamachi Scrya Fatherhood Harlaown

Dreams Start

Dreams Part 2

Spoiler for Blood That Flows - Peek - Dreams End:

Hours later...

Nanoha cracked an eye open as her door opened. "Mom, Dad, Miyuki-nee." She mentally winced at how her voice sounded like sandpaper.

"Nanoha!" Miyuki ran up to the bed and grabbed the girl's hand. "You're awake!"

Nanoha winced. "Didn't Yuuno, Fate or Caro tell you?" The small group had left hours ago, mostly because the nurse had kicked all of them out.

"Nee-chan!" A small bundle of energy rushed into the room and pushed against the bed. "Nee-chan! You wake?"

Nanoha smiled and rubbed his head. "I'm awake, Arashi." She blinked as he squeezed her hand. "You okay?"

"Nee-chan! Nee-chan!"

Shiro walked over to his youngest son and lifted him up so he could sit on the bed. The young boy instantly latched onto his older sister and hugged her tightly. Shiro shook his head as Nanoha looked on surprised. "He really missed you."

Nanoha smiled and hugged him back. "I'm okay. Your big sister wouldn't be stopped so easily."

"I hope not!" Lina looked at Nanoha, her eyes slightly narrowed. "Because if you were, I'd never be able to deal with the thought of my children being that weak." When Nanoha winced, she rubbed her forehead. "Really, Nanoha..." The older redhead walked up to the bed, knelt down and hugged her daughter tightly. "Don't you ever fight against an army of Mazoku by yourself ever again!"

"I killed all of them..." Nanoha whimpered as her mother and brother tightened their hug on her. "Dad, help!"

Shiro shrugged at her. "I think you need to learn how to watch your back more, Nanoha." There was something in the way that he said it, plus the small grin on his face that had Nanoha paling. "And I know a few ways to help you recover quickly."

Nanoha sweat-dropped as Lina pulled away and nodded. "Um... I hope I don't have to go through what Kyouya-nii and Miyuki-nee did..."

"Don't worry, I plan on teaching Fate some of our sword style. Suzuka's learning some of our sword style." The purple-haired girl had said that she actually was regretting her choice awhile ago.

Nanoha gulped heavily. "Please tell me that you're not going to make me cut my hair short, show no emotions, dye Fate-chan's hair blue while she starts referencing stuff like Youtube and Nico Nico video and dye Hayate-chan's hair white and have her declare herself the ruler of the universe?"

Lina and Shiro blinked several times at her. "What?"

"Sorry, I had some weird dreams." Nanoha chuckled softly. "One of them had Fate-chan, Hayate-chan and myself with weird hair colors and hair styles causing problems, though Fate-chan seemed to talk about random stuff all the time."

"I bet..." Lina drawled as she looked at her daughter. "Still, you should have been more careful." When Nanoha looked like she was about to speak up, she held a hand up. "I know, you couldn't have seen it coming." Lina lowered her hand and sighed softly. "I never thought that it was possible for Shabranigdo to do what he did." She pinched the bridge of her nose. "Still, I was worried, Nanoha. We all were."

Nanoha smiled softly. "Well, I'm alive at least." She winced as she felt Arashi hug her tighter. "I'm okay, really I am. And, when I recover, we'll play lots of games together and..." She trailed off as she looked at her parents and caught a glint in their eyes. "Um..."

"Nanoha, honey..." Lina smiled at her daughter. "Do you remember when your father was hurt?" Nanoha nodded slowly. "Remember what he went through when he was recovering?" Nanoha paled and Lina's smile slowly turned sinister. "As soon as Chrono's wedding is over, you're going to have some... Fun."

"Wedding?" Nanoha blinked in confusion. "Who's he marrying?"

Arashi popped his head up and smiled at Nanoha. "Amy-san and Filia-san!"

"Ara?" Nanoha looked at her brother in confusion. "...Take a nap for a little while and then everything goes crazy on you."

Lina chuckled softly. "Oh, you don't know the half of it." Idly she wondered if Reinforce would let Hayate join Nanoha for her training.

'My family's going to kill me with physical therapy!' Nanoha wailed to herself. The worst part of all of this was that none of her friends would do anything about it. Considering that most of them went through some sort of harsh training themselves, they would feel bad but not do anything about it. '...I need to remember to blow them all up after I recover properly.'

"Well, I'll go and get your doctor." Shiro said as he walked to the door. "Hopefully you won't be here for too long."

Nanoha just groaned in dismay. "How long until the wedding?"

"Pretty soon." Lina smiled at Nanoha. "So, you better enjoy it."

Nanoha groaned and flopped her head back. "...I think I liked the dreams more."

WOW!!!! Complete materials reference in there... including Rai's 4th wall breakage and sanity(whatever's left of it)....

No wedding crashers this time. If not, well the poor soul will be subjected to the Overkill of the life time.

[shiroi mahotsukai]

Originally Posted by Nanya01

This took awhile.

I blame laziness.

Red

Peek's Mini-Arcs:

Yagami Mid Four Dwell Takamachi Scrya Fatherhood Harlaown

Dreams Start

Dreams Part 2

Spoiler for Blood That Flows - Peek - Dreams End:

Hours later...

Nanoha cracked an eye open as her door opened. "Mom, Dad, Miyuki-nee." She mentally winced at how her voice sounded like sandpaper.

"Nanoha!" Miyuki ran up to the bed and grabbed the girl's hand. "You're awake!"

Nanoha winced. "Didn't Yuuno, Fate or Caro tell you?" The small group had left hours ago, mostly because the nurse had kicked all of them out.

"Nee-chan!" A small bundle of energy rushed into the room and pushed against the bed. "Nee-chan! You wake?"

Nanoha smiled and rubbed his head. "I'm awake, Arashi." She blinked as he squeezed her hand. "You okay?"

"Nee-chan! Nee-chan!"

Shiro walked over to his youngest son and lifted him up so he could sit on the bed. The young boy instantly latched onto his older sister and hugged her tightly. Shiro shook his head as Nanoha looked on surprised. "He really missed you."

Nanoha smiled and hugged him back. "I'm okay. Your big sister wouldn't be stopped so easily."

"I hope not!" Lina looked at Nanoha, her eyes slightly narrowed. "Because if you were, I'd never be able to deal with the thought of my children being that weak." When Nanoha winced, she rubbed her forehead. "Really, Nanoha..." The older redhead walked up to the bed, knelt down and hugged her daughter tightly. "Don't you ever fight against an army of Mazoku by yourself ever again!"

"I killed all of them..." Nanoha whimpered as her mother and brother tightened their hug on her. "Dad, help!"

Shiro shrugged at her. "I think you need to learn how to watch your back more, Nanoha." There was something in the way that he said it, plus the small grin on his face that had Nanoha paling. "And I know a few ways to help you recover quickly."

Nanoha sweat-dropped as Lina pulled away and nodded. "Um... I hope I don't have to go through what Kyouya-nii and Miyuki-nee did..."

"Don't worry, I plan on teaching Fate some of our sword style. Suzuka's learning some of our sword style." The purple-haired girl had said that she actually was regretting her choice awhile ago.

Nanoha gulped heavily. "Please tell me that you're not going to make me cut my hair short, show no emotions, dye Fate-chan's hair blue while she starts referencing stuff like Youtube and Nico Nico video and dye Hayate-chan's hair white and have her declare herself the ruler of the universe?"

Lina and Shiro blinked several times at her. "What?"

"Sorry, I had some weird dreams." Nanoha chuckled softly. "One of them had Fate-chan, Hayate-chan and myself with weird hair colors and hair styles causing problems, though Fate-chan seemed to talk about random stuff all the time."

"I bet..." Lina drawled as she looked at her daughter. "Still, you should have been more careful." When Nanoha looked like she was about to speak up, she held a hand up. "I know, you couldn't have seen it coming." Lina lowered her hand and sighed softly. "I never thought that it was possible for Shabranigdo to do what he did." She pinched the bridge of her nose. "Still, I was worried, Nanoha. We all were."

Nanoha smiled softly. "Well, I'm alive at least." She winced as she felt Arashi hug her tighter. "I'm okay, really I am. And, when I recover, we'll play lots of games together and..." She trailed off as she looked at her parents and caught a glint in their eyes. "Um..."

"Nanoha, honey..." Lina smiled at her daughter. "Do you remember when your father was hurt?" Nanoha nodded slowly. "Remember what he went through when he was recovering?" Nanoha paled and Lina's smile slowly turned sinister. "As soon as Chrono's wedding is over, you're going to have some... Fun."

"Wedding?" Nanoha blinked in confusion. "Who's he marrying?"

Arashi popped his head up and smiled at Nanoha. "Amy-san and Filia-san!"

"Ara?" Nanoha looked at her brother in confusion. "...Take a nap for a little while and then everything goes crazy on you."

Lina chuckled softly. "Oh, you don't know the half of it." Idly she wondered if Reinforce would let Hayate join Nanoha for her training.

'My family's going to kill me with physical therapy!' Nanoha wailed to herself. The worst part of all of this was that none of her friends would do anything about it. Considering that most of them went through some sort of harsh training themselves, they would feel bad but not do anything about it. '...I need to remember to blow them all up after I recover properly.'

"Well, I'll go and get your doctor." Shiro said as he walked to the door. "Hopefully you won't be here for too long."

Nanoha just groaned in dismay. "How long until the wedding?"

"Pretty soon." Lina smiled at Nanoha. "So, you better enjoy it."

Nanoha groaned and flopped her head back. "...I think I liked the dreams more."

Takamachi family therapists: No matter who you are, what you've done or had done to you. We promis you'll never worry about anything, not ever again.

[mega1987]

Originally Posted by shiroi mahotsukai

Takamachi family therapists: No matter who you are, what you've done or had done to you. We promise you'll never worry about anything, not ever again.

Mariemeia: Oh! Can I help?

Odin:*Bash Mariemeia's head with Zhuge Liang's battle fan* No.

Mariemeia: Pretty please?*puppy dog eyes*

*Slaps Mariemeia around with a large trout* You'll traumatize her, You blood thirsty assassin.

Mariemeia: Party pooper.

Sarah: At least its not Reia offering Kusuha Mizuha's health Drink to her.

*looks at Sarah* Do not jinx it!

[deathcurse]

Originally Posted by Shigan

Feel free to write a grilling one, I only have dibs on the one with the explosions. ^_^

.....Ask and ye shall receive?

An addition to the Hayate x Vivio Files, taking place sometime after "Prerogative of the Brave"...no real spoilers, unless of course you don't want to know if Hayate and Vivio get together or not after "Prerogative"?

Spoiler for Judgement Day:

Judgement Day

Vivio was a highly-trained tactical officer. She was a Squad Leader, in charge of a Ground Forces Defence Corps elite team! Squad 10 of the GDFC Strike Team, nicknamed the Wolves, had a reputation for being a contradiction of stealth and daring courage. Vivio had more trouble with the “stealth” part of her team’s reputation, but she definitely had the “daring courage” part in spades!

Unless, of course…she was facing these particular opponents.

Then Vivio just wanted to crawl under her favourite blanket and hide.

Vivio gulped, shifting nervously in her seat. It was a nice chair. She recognized it as one of the dining room chairs. After all, Vivio ate often at the Yagami household over the years.

But this time, she and the chair were placed not in the dining room, but in the middle of the living room. And the doors were closed and all the curtain blinds were drawn, shutting out all light save for the single lightbulb in the angled lamp that shone a bright circle down into Vivio’s face. It all seemed terribly staged.

Yet Vivio was sweating and flexing her hands in nervousness.

How had she gotten herself into this situation?

“Vivio Takamachi.” The tall figure in front of her said, stepping into the circle of light. Signum’s arms were crossed over her chest, and she was in her full Barrier Jacket. Laevantine’s hilt was in easy reach, but even without the sword in her hand Signum looked every inch the hardened warrior that Vivio knew her to be. Signum’s eyes were shadowed as she continued, “Do you know why you are here?”

“Um…” Vivio mumbled, glancing nervously around at the other figures in the room before bringing her gaze back to Signum. “I’m not sure…”

“It has recently come to our attention,” Vita scowled, the rabbit heads on her hat looking particularly menancing with their tapered eyes and stitched mouths, “that you have certain intentions towards our mistress.”

“Recently?” Vivio asked incredulously. “Really?”

“Er…recently for some of us, okay?” Vita snapped, blushing. The pint-sized girl slammed Graf Eisen’s hammer head into one palm, quickly bringing the mood from humourous back to intimidating. “Anyway! As the sworn knights of our Mistress, it is our duty to uphold the ancient rites regarding this development.”

“Ancient rites?” Vivio squeaked.

“Yes, ancient rites.” Shamal took up the narrative, idly twirling Klarer Wind around her fingers, the blue and green gems flashing in the dim light. “We are the Wolkenritter, Knights of Ancient Belka. It is our duty to uphold our Mistress’ honour by ensuring that anyone who dares to present themselves as a suitor is worthy of her attention.”

“Uh…” Vivio gulped, feeling her heart pound. “Um, I don’t think that I’m great or anything, but uh…I do think of myself as…somewhat worthy of Hayate’s attention. If she pleases.”

“A fair answer,” Signum said. “However, worth is not determined through self-assessment. We will judge whether you pass the traditional rituals…or not.”

Vivio wished that she could sink into the cushion of her chair. Unfortunately, Deep Diver was Sein’s Inherent Skill, not something that Vivio possessed. Forcibly, Vivio straighted her posture—she had to face this challenge head-on! That was the Takamachi way, and besides, Vivio loved Hayate enough to fight for her!

“I submit myself to your judgement.”

Signum looked faintly pleased at Vivio’s correct response. Vivio was very glad that Ancient Belkan history had always been one of her interests, and that Yuuno had helped her track down many old tomes about the lost civilization in her youth. Anything that might help Vivio get out of this situation intact was a blessing! Signum’s face smoothed over again into her stoic mask. “You are aware of the Ancient Belkan traditions around this issue?”

Vivio paled. “You…you mean with the swords…and the armies…and the silk dresses?”

“No, no,” Vita scoffed, shaking her head.

Vivio gave a sigh of relief.

“That ritual is for a marriage proposal,” Shamal said helpfully. Vivio’s eyes bulged, and she felt her face pale.

“M…m…m…”

Zafira appeared to take pity on Vivio, so he spoke over Vivio’s stunned stammering. “The ritual for courting is different, Vivio.”

“O…Okay…” Vivio wiped off the cold sweat that had broken out over her forehead. Whew! Marriage? She wasn’t even sixteen yet! It probably wasn’t even legal! Wait…a ritual for courting? Vivio had never read about this before… “What, um, exactly do I have to do?”

“Are you willing to undergo the Trial of Courtship for our mistress, Hayate Yagami?” Signum demanded instead, her tone dropped into her cold, husky knight’s growl. Suddenly, Vivio felt the room temperature drop considerably. And it couldn’t have been though any magical means, since Signum’s magic was fire-based. No, it could only have been the sudden alertness and keen glint in the Wolkenritter’s eyes as they closed in on Vivio with a predatory air.

But this was for Hayate! And for their relationship!

“For Hayate?” Vivio gulped, and sat up straight, trying to pull together her courage. “Yes, I’m willing.”

“Very well,” intoned Signum, taking a step towards Vivio. In silent unison, Shamal, Vita and Zafira moved in closer as well, surrounding Vivio’s chair. She stared up at them, her hands clinging to her seat. Vivio consciously loosened her grip, returning her hands to her lap and swallowed. She didn’t have to be so nervous, and besides, she was willing to fight for Hayate! Even so…when had Shamal and Vita seemed so tall and intimidating? She expected that from Signum and Zafira, but…right now Vivio was duly reminded that all the Wolkenritter were considered legendary knights of Ancient Belka.

“Your first trial,” Shamal said lowly, her sweet smile bringing shivers to Vivio’s spine, “requires you to conduct yourself with absolute honesty and sincerity. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand.” Vivio braced herself for what may come…

“In Ancient Belka, we used to call this Untersuchung.” Vita crossed her arms, smirking. “I believe you modern kids would call it…20 Questions?”

The only appropriate answer Vivio could give was a low whimper.

Spoiler for Author's Note:

It's funny, this was supposed to just be a crack short, but it ended up having a little bit more importance to the overall series than I had anticipated!

I'll leave the hilarious explosions and further trials to you, Shigan!

Spoiler for Hayate x Vivio Files Chronology:

Gut Feeling - by deathcurse
Little Girl - by deathcurse (Part 1 of 3 stories)
Lose By Holding Back - by deathcurse
You Never Lose By Loving - by deathcurse *First story in the series, recommended to be read first*
Prerogative of the Brave - by deathcurse (in progress)
To Let Nature Run its Course - by Extrinsical/Eagle8819
Grandmama Wolf - by RadiantBeam
Judgement Day - by deathcurse
The Things We Tame - by Shigan
No Explanation Will Be Good Enough – by Shigan

Fanon
Unforseen Complications - by Moczo
Bad End - by deathcurse

[DezoPenguin]

Originally Posted by deathcurse

.....Ask and ye shall receive?

An addition to the Hayate x Vivio Files, taking place sometime after "Prerogative of the Brave"...no real spoilers, unless of course you don't want to know if Hayate and Vivio get together or not after "Prerogative"?

Spoiler for Judgement Day:

Judgement Day

Vivio was a highly-trained tactical officer. She was a Squad Leader, in charge of a Ground Forces Defence Corps elite team! Squad 10 of the GDFC Strike Team, nicknamed the Wolves, had a reputation for being a contradiction of stealth and daring courage. Vivio had more trouble with the “stealth” part of her team’s reputation, but she definitely had the “daring courage” part in spades!

Unless, of course…she was facing these particular opponents.

Then Vivio just wanted to crawl under her favourite blanket and hide.

Vivio gulped, shifting nervously in her seat. It was a nice chair. She recognized it as one of the dining room chairs. After all, Vivio ate often at the Yagami household over the years.

But this time, she and the chair were placed not in the dining room, but in the middle of the living room. And the doors were closed and all the curtain blinds were drawn, shutting out all light save for the single lightbulb in the angled lamp that shone a bright circle down into Vivio’s face. It all seemed terribly staged.

Yet Vivio was sweating and flexing her hands in nervousness.

How had she gotten herself into this situation?

“Vivio Takamachi.” The tall figure in front of her said, stepping into the circle of light. Signum’s arms were crossed over her chest, and she was in her full Barrier Jacket. Laevantine’s hilt was in easy reach, but even without the sword in her hand Signum looked every inch the hardened warrior that Vivio knew her to be. Signum’s eyes were shadowed as she continued, “Do you know why you are here?”

“Um…” Vivio mumbled, glancing nervously around at the other figures in the room before bringing her gaze back to Signum. “I’m not sure…”

“It has recently come to our attention,” Vita scowled, the rabbit heads on her hat looking particularly menancing with their tapered eyes and stitched mouths, “that you have certain intentions towards our mistress.”

“Recently?” Vivio asked incredulously. “Really?”

“Er…recently for some of us, okay?” Vita snapped, blushing. The pint-sized girl slammed Graf Eisen’s hammer head into one palm, quickly bringing the mood from humourous back to intimidating. “Anyway! As the sworn knights of our Mistress, it is our duty to uphold the ancient rites regarding this development.”

“Ancient rites?” Vivio squeaked.

“Yes, ancient rites.” Shamal took up the narrative, idly twirling Klarer Wind around her fingers, the blue and green gems flashing in the dim light. “We are the Wolkenritter, Knights of Ancient Belka. It is our duty to uphold our Mistress’ honour by ensuring that anyone who dares to present themselves as a suitor is worthy of her attention.”

“Uh…” Vivio gulped, feeling her heart pound. “Um, I don’t think that I’m great or anything, but uh…I do think of myself as…somewhat worthy of Hayate’s attention. If she pleases.”

“A fair answer,” Signum said. “However, worth is not determined through self-assessment. We will judge whether you pass the traditional rituals…or not.”

Vivio wished that she could sink into the cushion of her chair. Unfortunately, Deep Diver was Sein’s Inherent Skill, not something that Vivio possessed. Forcibly, Vivio straighted her posture—she had to face this challenge head-on! That was the Takamachi way, and besides, Vivio loved Hayate enough to fight for her!

“I submit myself to your judgement.”

Signum looked faintly pleased at Vivio’s correct response. Vivio was very glad that Ancient Belkan history had always been one of her interests, and that Yuuno had helped her track down many old tomes about the lost civilization in her youth. Anything that might help Vivio get out of this situation intact was a blessing! Signum’s face smoothed over again into her stoic mask. “You are aware of the Ancient Belkan traditions around this issue?”

Vivio paled. “You…you mean with the swords…and the armies…and the silk dresses?”

“No, no,” Vita scoffed, shaking her head.

Vivio gave a sigh of relief.

“That ritual is for a marriage proposal,” Shamal said helpfully. Vivio’s eyes bulged, and she felt her face pale.

“M…m…m…”

Zafira appeared to take pity on Vivio, so he spoke over Vivio’s stunned stammering. “The ritual for courting is different, Vivio.”

“O…Okay…” Vivio wiped off the cold sweat that had broken out over her forehead. Whew! Marriage? She wasn’t even sixteen yet! It probably wasn’t even legal! Wait…a ritual for courting? Vivio had never read about this before… “What, um, exactly do I have to do?”

“Are you willing to undergo the Trial of Courtship for our mistress, Hayate Yagami?” Signum demanded instead, her tone dropped into her cold, husky knight’s growl. Suddenly, Vivio felt the room temperature drop considerably. And it couldn’t have been though any magical means, since Signum’s magic was fire-based. No, it could only have been the sudden alertness and keen glint in the Wolkenritter’s eyes as they closed in on Vivio with a predatory air.

But this was for Hayate! And for their relationship!

“For Hayate?” Vivio gulped, and sat up straight, trying to pull together her courage. “Yes, I’m willing.”

“Very well,” intoned Signum, taking a step towards Vivio. In silent unison, Shamal, Vita and Zafira moved in closer as well, surrounding Vivio’s chair. She stared up at them, her hands clinging to her seat. Vivio consciously loosened her grip, returning her hands to her lap and swallowed. She didn’t have to be so nervous, and besides, she was willing to fight for Hayate! Even so…when had Shamal and Vita seemed so tall and intimidating? She expected that from Signum and Zafira, but…right now Vivio was duly reminded that all the Wolkenritter were considered legendary knights of Ancient Belka.

“Your first trial,” Shamal said lowly, her sweet smile bringing shivers to Vivio’s spine, “requires you to conduct yourself with absolute honesty and sincerity. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand.” Vivio braced herself for what may come…

“In Ancient Belka, we used to call this Untersuchung.” Vita crossed her arms, smirking. “I believe you modern kids would call it…20 Questions?”

The only appropriate answer Vivio could give was a low whimper.

Spoiler for Author's Note:

It's funny, this was supposed to just be a crack short, but it ended up having a little bit more importance to the overall series than I had anticipated!

I'll leave the hilarious explosions and further trials to you, Shigan!

Spoiler for Hayate x Vivio Files Chronology:

Gut Feeling - by deathcurse
Little Girl - by deathcurse (Part 1 of 3 stories)
Lose By Holding Back - by deathcurse
You Never Lose By Loving - by deathcurse *First story in the series, recommended to be read first*
Prerogative of the Brave - by deathcurse (in progress)
To Let Nature Run its Course - by Extrinsical/Eagle8819
Grandmama Wolf - by RadiantBeam
Judgement Day - by deathcurse
The Things We Tame - by Shigan
No Explanation Will Be Good Enough – by Shigan

Fanon
Unforseen Complications - by Moczo
Bad End - by deathcurse

And you say that you can't write crack! It started out rather "forced" and stagey (though, to be fair, you actually had Vivio lampshade the set-up), but you won me over with:

“It has recently come to our attention,” Vita scowled, the rabbit heads on her hat looking particularly menancing with their tapered eyes and stitched mouths, “that you have certain intentions towards our mistress.”

“Recently?” Vivio asked incredulously. “Really?”

“Er…recently for some of us, okay?” Vita snapped, blushing.

and got me laughing with:

Signum’s face smoothed over again into her stoic mask. “You are aware of the Ancient Belkan traditions around this issue?”

Vivio paled. “You…you mean with the swords…and the armies…and the silk dresses?”

“No, no,” Vita scoffed, shaking her head.

Vivio gave a sigh of relief.

“That ritual is for a marriage proposal,” Shamal said helpfully.

and had me laughing even more with the conclusion. I do hope you're not going to leave it hanging there, are you?

Two minor quibbles:

Spoiler for Quibbleosity:

The preferred spelling is "Judgment." Technically, "Judgement" is a valid alternative (although not, apparently, to Firefox's spellchecker as I type it... ), but it's the "less proper" version.

While this crack was a fun and funny story, I feel kind of...wistful, I guess you could say, at not getting to see the serious version of the story whereby we get the Wolkenritter's reaction. Unlike Nanoha and Fate, who are Vivio's parents and therefore have responsibility over her, the Wolkenritter have the dual dynamic of having the duty to protect Hayate and yet being subordinate to her. Throw in Hayate's disastrous past romantic history and the Wolkies' relationship with Vivio--especially Zaffy--and the fact that Vivio is as young as she is, and there's quite a lot of interesting ground to cover among them.