Nanoha FanFiction Discussion

[Satashi]

Vampire!Fate

Do you want to see Fate's side of what is going on once Nanoha's is done as a special, or should I keep progressing the storyline and leave it a mystery for the time being?

A.) See Fate's
B.) Continue story without going back

edit: Page claim for home made marshmallows! :3

[BPHaru]

Originally Posted by Satashi

Vampire!Fate

Do you want to see Fate's side of what is going on once Nanoha's is done as a special, or should I keep progressing the storyline and leave it a mystery for the time being?

A.) See Fate's
B.) Continue story without going back

edit: Page claim for home made marshmallows! :3

I'm not sure this time, maybe B so the story can progress smoothly and see what happens next with Nanoha, but I don't want to miss anything either. If you're going to tell us later what happened with the Fate side, then I think I'll be going for B, otherwise A to not miss anything.

Cuídate y sigue sonriendo

[Advent000]

Originally Posted by Satashi

Vampire!Fate

Do you want to see Fate's side of what is going on once Nanoha's is done as a special, or should I keep progressing the storyline and leave it a mystery for the time being?

A.) See Fate's
B.) Continue story without going back

edit: Page claim for home made marshmallows! :3

I vote B as I want to see Fate going on a rampage.

[Seraph42]

B please

*aLso typeing on a PS3 is HARD as Hell*

[Kirika-chan]

I pick B too, please ^^

[Alavon]

Interesting choices...hmmm...I pick...B

[DezoPenguin]

@Alavon: I agree with markesellus: "Liar, liar, hams on wire" makes the fic!

@Satashi: I'll be the rare exception and speak up for poor, lonely A here. My personal prejudice is to hear more about the vampire in a vampire fic. Actually, can I vote to hear more about the home-made marshmallows?!

And for my own contribution to the thread, in response to a request from RadiantBeam, I am hereby offering my take on what Nanoha and Fate were doing while Vivio and Lutecia were out on their date in her story, "Waiting Game."

No, it does not involve liquid latex, body chocolate, or magically animated tentacles. Stop giving my wife ideas, you pervs!

Spoiler for Something About Fate-mama Just Bugs Me:

"Nanoha, you can't have Raising Heart do a Wide Area Search for Vivio and Lutecia."

"But Fate-chan..." Nanoha said, her voice sounding suspiciously close to a whine.

"No."

Nanoha sighed.

"All right. Mode Release, Raising Heart."

"Yes, my master." The Intelligent Device reverted to its standby mode, a brilliant red gem, and Nanoha returned it to the chain around her neck.

Fate got up from her chair and put her arm around Nanoha's shoulders.

"It wouldn't have worked anyway, you know. Lutecia's been trained to detect and block seeking spells as part of her job. Getting detected by one could end up getting her killed, after all; she can't turn that off any more than you or I can walk into a room without immediately assessing potential threats, fields of fire, and escape routes. And Vivio has more raw potential than any of us. She might notice the spell, too, and then there'd be hell to pay."

"I'm just so worried!"

Fate gave her a reassuring squeeze.

"I know. But you don't want to pick a fight with our daughter over trust issues. She's hotheaded enough to deliberately do something you don't want just to spite you, and if Lutecia gets angry enough...

"Yeah, I know." Nanoha shook her head, then suddenly broke into laughter. "It's weird. Here I am, all worried over the idea that Vivio might rush into adult things too early when you know, I know, and they know that the only reason Vivio hasn't slept with Lutecia yet is because of the age difference that's making me so worried in the first place!"

"Life's full of little ironies," Fate returned her wife's grin.

"I still can't understand how you can be so calm about this."

"Well, it could be experience. Erio and Caro did go through this stage about five years ago."

"They did? How come I don't remember that?"

"I was on deployment at the time. There was a week where Caro and I were having three-hour calls every night."

Nanoha chuckled.

"Bet you were really glad you'd only adopted them as their guardian and not their mother, huh, Fate-chan?"

"Not as glad as they were!"

"At least it solved the entire 'bring the boyfriend home to meet the parents' problem," Nanoha mused.

"Who was it that wanted me to cook tomorrow night?"

"I'll be good!"

Nanoha sighed again and ran her hand through her hair. It was really just more of the same thing she'd been dealing with since she'd adopted Vivio. Fate was more maternal, more naturally at ease with children. It was as if Fate had internalized all the horrors of Precia's abuse, combined them with the happy memories that rightfully belonged to her "sister" Alicia, and put them together into not only a sincere care for the young but a knowledge of what they needed, what worked and what didn't. All Nanoha had gotten out of her own childhood was a relentless self-sufficiency and a knack for forming close friendships--relationships with people on her own level.

Ironically, her own personality made her a fine soldier, and meshed well with the skills she taught her students, the mage cadets of the TSAB air force. It didn't carry over well to motherhood, though; it was a vicious struggle every day to try to find the way to translate her love for Vivio into a form that would give her both the happiness she deserved and the lessons the girl needed to learn. If it wasn't for Fate...

If it wasn't for Fate...

She flung her arms around Fate, buried her face against the curve of her neck, and squeezed her close and tight.

"I need to so much, Fate-chan. Without you, I'd...I'd..."

Fate gently stroked her hair.

"I know," she answered what Nanoha meant rather than just what she'd said. She was good at that. "This time, though, experience is only part of it."

"Oh?" Nanoha lifted her head, looking curiously at Fate.

"Raising Heart, would you tune to secured channel AZI-469?"

"Yes, my master's love-bunny."

Nanoha giggled. Fate just groaned. Then two more voices joined theirs.

"I still can't believe you didn't find that movie romantic."

"Hey, I found it perfectly romantic. I also just happened to find it horribly cliche."

"What? But that's...Vivio and Lutecia-chan!"

Fate smirked.

"Uh-huh."

"But how?"

"Remember when Vivio was rooting through my closet, wanting to borrow something to wear on her date?"

"Yeah; my stuff doesn't fit her."

"And she asked to borrow the black cocktail dress with the figure-eight double belt?"

"Mmn."

"That's one of my work outfits for undercover assignments. There's a standard Enforcement Bureau bug in the belt. Full 3D audio-video field scan, and does not ping off search-magic awareness unless you do an active search for it."

Nanoha shook her head.

"You bugged our daughter. And I thought I was overprotective!"

"No, our daughter bugged herself. There is a difference. And you'll note that I wasn't listening in."

"Well, that makes one of us."

"All right, but go upstairs. You don't want her to walk in the front door and hear her own voice calling hello."

"Gotcha."

"And it'll give you a better vantage point if you need to dump a bucket of cold water over them during the goodnight kiss."

"Fate-chan!"

Laughing, Fate strolled back to her chair and picked up her book.

Spoiler for Author's notes and suchlike:

A couple of other notes:

1. The note about Lutecia's job was taken from an offhand comment by RadiantBeam about what Lutecia actually does for the TSAB in her sub-continuity.

2. On Erio and Caro: This has got to be the single most ubiquitous ship in the whole fandom, and almost no one ever mentions that they're technically siblings, albeit in the classic Not Blood Relatives trope.

3. I'd better hope that RadiantBeam never gives up writing Nanoha fics. I've done literally one NanoFate story ("Mending") that wasn't either at her request or based on something of hers or otherwise her ultimate responsibility.

[RadiantBeam]

Originally Posted by DezoPenguin

@Alavon: I agree with markesellus: "Liar, liar, hams on wire" makes the fic!

@Satashi: I'll be the rare exception and speak up for poor, lonely A here. My personal prejudice is to hear more about the vampire in a vampire fic. Actually, can I vote to hear more about the home-made marshmallows?!

And for my own contribution to the thread, in response to a request from RadiantBeam, I am hereby offering my take on what Nanoha and Fate were doing while Vivio and Lutecia were out on their date in her story, "Waiting Game."

No, it does not involve liquid latex, body chocolate, or magically animated tentacles. Stop giving my wife ideas, you pervs!

Spoiler for Something About Fate-mama Just Bugs Me:

"Nanoha, you can't have Raising Heart do a Wide Area Search for Vivio and Lutecia."

"But Fate-chan..." Nanoha said, her voice sounding suspiciously close to a whine.

"No."

Nanoha sighed.

"All right. Mode Release, Raising Heart."

"Yes, my master." The Intelligent Device reverted to its standby mode, a brilliant red gem, and Nanoha returned it to the chain around her neck.

Fate got up from her chair and put her arm around Nanoha's shoulders.

"It wouldn't have worked anyway, you know. Lutecia's been trained to detect and block seeking spells as part of her job. Getting detected by one could end up getting her killed, after all; she can't turn that off any more than you or I can walk into a room without immediately assessing potential threats, fields of fire, and escape routes. And Vivio has more raw potential than any of us. She might notice the spell, too, and then there'd be hell to pay."

"I'm just so worried!"

Fate gave her a reassuring squeeze.

"I know. But you don't want to pick a fight with our daughter over trust issues. She's hotheaded enough to deliberately do something you don't want just to spite you, and if Lutecia gets angry enough...

"Yeah, I know." Nanoha shook her head, then suddenly broke into laughter. "It's weird. Here I am, all worried over the idea that Vivio might rush into adult things too early when you know, I know, and they know that the only reason Vivio hasn't slept with Lutecia yet is because of the age difference that's making me so worried in the first place!"

"Life's full of little ironies," Fate returned her wife's grin.

"I still can't understand how you can be so calm about this."

"Well, it could be experience. Erio and Caro did go through this stage about five years ago."

"They did? How come I don't remember that?"

"I was on deployment at the time. There was a week where Caro and I were having three-hour calls every night."

Nanoha chuckled.

"Bet you were really glad you'd only adopted them as their guardian and not their mother, huh, Fate-chan?"

"Not as glad as they were!"

"At least it solved the entire 'bring the boyfriend home to meet the parents' problem," Nanoha mused.

"Who was it that wanted me to cook tomorrow night?"

"I'll be good!"

Nanoha sighed again and ran her hand through her hair. It was really just more of the same thing she'd been dealing with since she'd adopted Vivio. Fate was more maternal, more naturally at ease with children. It was as if Fate had internalized all the horrors of Precia's abuse, combined them with the happy memories that rightfully belonged to her "sister" Alicia, and put them together into not only a sincere care for the young but a knowledge of what they needed, what worked and what didn't. All Nanoha had gotten out of her own childhood was a relentless self-sufficiency and a knack for forming close friendships--relationships with people on her own level.

Ironically, her own personality made her a fine soldier, and meshed well with the skills she taught her students, the mage cadets of the TSAB air force. It didn't carry over well to motherhood, though; it was a vicious struggle every day to try to find the way to translate her love for Vivio into a form that would give her both the happiness she deserved and the lessons the girl needed to learn. If it wasn't for Fate...

If it wasn't for Fate...

She flung her arms around Fate, buried her face against the curve of her neck, and squeezed her close and tight.

"I need to so much, Fate-chan. Without you, I'd...I'd..."

Fate gently stroked her hair.

"I know," she answered what Nanoha meant rather than just what she'd said. She was good at that. "This time, though, experience is only part of it."

"Oh?" Nanoha lifted her head, looking curiously at Fate.

"Raising Heart, would you tune to secured channel AZI-469?"

"Yes, my master's love-bunny."

Nanoha giggled. Fate just groaned. Then two more voices joined theirs.

"I still can't believe you didn't find that movie romantic."

"Hey, I found it perfectly romantic. I also just happened to find it horribly cliche."

"What? But that's...Vivio and Lutecia-chan!"

Fate smirked.

"Uh-huh."

"But how?"

"Remember when Vivio was rooting through my closet, wanting to borrow something to wear on her date?"

"Yeah; my stuff doesn't fit her."

"And she asked to borrow the black cocktail dress with the figure-eight double belt?"

"Mmn."

"That's one of my work outfits for undercover assignments. There's a standard Enforcement Bureau bug in the belt. Full 3D audio-video field scan, and does not ping off search-magic awareness unless you do an active search for it."

Nanoha shook her head.

"You bugged our daughter. And I thought I was overprotective!"

"No, our daughter bugged herself. There is a difference. And you'll note that I wasn't listening in."

"Well, that makes one of us."

"All right, but go upstairs. You don't want her to walk in the front door and hear her own voice calling hello."

"Gotcha."

"And it'll give you a better vantage point if you need to dump a bucket of cold water over them during the goodnight kiss."

"Fate-chan!"

Laughing, Fate strolled back to her chair and picked up her book.

Spoiler for Author's notes and suchlike:

A couple of other notes:

1. The note about Lutecia's job was taken from an offhand comment by RadiantBeam about what Lutecia actually does for the TSAB in her sub-continuity.

2. On Erio and Caro: This has got to be the single most ubiquitous ship in the whole fandom, and almost no one ever mentions that they're technically siblings, albeit in the classic Not Blood Relatives trope.

3. I'd better hope that RadiantBeam never gives up writing Nanoha fics. I've done literally one NanoFate story ("Mending") that wasn't either at her request or based on something of hers or otherwise her ultimate responsibility.

... Now THAT was unexpected in a very good, absolutely hilarious way!

Haha, trust Fate to soothe Nanoha's fears by... bugging their own daughter. Somehow I think it was definitely for the best that Lutecia and Vivio had the willpower to pull back at the last second, God knows what would have happened to them if they hadn't.

...

And you realize, now, that this means I have to write that Lutecia fic, don't you? Since you referenced it in your notes and now people will be poking about for it.

The comment to Caro and Erio was absolutely adorable and true... pity no one picks up on it, it'd make an interesting story. And don't worry... I've got a few more ViCia stories to crank out before I can consider finishing it.

[TheShinySword]

A
for me plzthx :3
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Hmm writing the following was an... experiment of sorts, once again I got an idea and had no choice but to roll with it. I do two things in this I've never done before. That being writing in 2nd person (which is an experience to say the least) and write in present tense (I apologize for any tense mistakes in advance because I'm really really used to past tense.) I didn't set out meaning to do either but in the end I did ^^;; it's funny how that works out.

Spoiler for Even though you're not:

It's mid afternoon when Arf reminds you that she's told you to move the old boxes out of the spare bedroom and into the attic at least a dozen times. You grumble something about being an old man with a bad back but she reminds you're only as old as Hayate and that she's only just turned fifty and would object to being considered old. When you recall your mistress's uncanny ability to seeming hear through yards of wall and grass you find you've lost your voice.

So you raise yourself fully from your brief nap and grumpily roll off the couch, wondering when you turned into one of those old men you'd always laughed about becoming before slowly trudging up the stairs. You only pause briefly to gaze momentarily out the window at your old home and wonder if it was fifteen or twenty years ago when you moved out and when exactly your memory grew so hazy.

You hadn't intended to move out but when Signum and Shamal had moved into the house to the right of Hayate's you'd felt it was your turn to move into the one to the left. Vita had complained at the time. She said you'd make it so she could never leave but you knew that though you had a heart full of love for Hayate, Vita had managed to have two and would never leave Hayate's side with or without him.

Your new house had felt so empty you'd almost gone back. You realized you had no idea what to do with a house of your own. You could barely recall a night you'd ever spent all alone. It'd terrified you but you'd gathered up your courage and asked Arf to come with you. You've never been as surprised as you were when she said yes and you'd rarely been as happy. The two of you had never bothered with an official marriage although the entire Harlaown family had offered to pay for one. You're happier as you are. Besides the two of you had never had children. Somewhere along the line you had become a grandfather however. Chrono's daughter had brought her children, also a set of twins, to meet their grandma Arf and grandpa Zafira.

Watching Arf with them always hurts something deep down within you. You know very well that she would have been a wonderful mother and you know from the look in her eyes that she wants to be one as well. And it kills you that you can't give her a baby. And you know no one will let a familiar adopt a child and you don't admit it, even to yourself, but it hurts that no one will ever call you father. Arf reminds you everyday that she loves you and she's tells you she's happy despite what she doesn't have but it still pains you. By the time you've sorted through your thoughts you're in the spare bedroom.

The boxes you're supposed to move are stacked in the corner. The entire room is covered in a thick layer of dust because neither of you ever come into this room and in fact you don't even remember what's in those boxes. So you pick up the top one and lay it on the floor, blowing dust everywhere including into your throat, leaving you coughing for a minute. Opening it reveals it's full of old books that you can't recall reading. You do remember that some are not yours and were loaned to you by Griffith and Vice, though the idea of Vice reading was laughable at best so they must be Alto's. It bothers you that you can't remember when you borrowed them, only that you did. You close the box back up and decide to keep the books as both of your friends have numerous things that belong to you too.

After you haul that box off you move onto the next. Inside it are all sorts of military memories you'd stored away when you'd left. You'd gone into partial retirement a while ago, only returning every so often when your mistress asked you to. They didn't really need you anyway. You'd always been the most worthless member of the Wolkenritter. But still, you feel pride when you find a medal you'd been awarded for being injured during the attack on Riot Force Six all those years ago. It's silly because Vice, Griffith, Shamal and nearly every member of Long Arch had been awarded the same. Vita and Signum also happened to have a closet full each but you're proud all the same. You pack the box back up and return it downstairs.

The final box is the oldest and the tape on it falls off with your barest touch. You open if carefully but still recoil from the stench of yesteryear. Once you get used to it you laugh at the sight on top. It's a photo of you and those two lunatics who've become like brothers to you. They're hanging off of you in a drunken stupor while you look grimly at the camera. Arf has always said you act like the camera is an enemy to be intimidated by your glare.

The entire box is photos. You smile nostalgically as memories that had grown mold in you head return to life. Old parties and the antics at them that the parties involved would rather forget come back to light. Vacations that Hayate forced on you bring back the smell of the ocean to your nose. The sight of smiling youthful faces remind you just how young they'd all been once. You're frozen in time but everyone around gains a new wrinkle everyday. You're filled with a longing for the past and a contentment for the present all at once.

Underneath it all she smiles up at you and your own smile turns faint. She's fifteen or so in the picture and you can scarcely remember why you have the photo at all. After all you're not her father so why would you want an old picture?

You place the photo aside and find her smiling in her silly poofy dress for some school dance. You're there too, dressed in a suit that looks silly on you in your honest opinion. You'd volunteered to be there as a chaperon but had spent the night dancing with Vivio because you'd scared off every boy who'd come close to her by accident and she'd wanted to have fun.

It's then that you realize just what the box is. It's the Vivio box you'd thought you'd gotten rid of since you really had no business with all these items in the first place. Inside are all sorts of things, report cards, school photos, even letters, that Nanoha had made copies of and given to you. It was silly to have them but nonetheless you'd wanted them. You'd wanted to feel like you were important even if you weren't a parent. You wanted to be there for her.

And you had been. You still vividly remembered the first time she'd gotten sick. You had had no clue what to do, for once you were the one who had to be calmed down. But she'd gotten through it and you'd sworn no harm would come to her under your watch. You might not have been able to be there all the time but you were here when she needed you. You were there when she'd had her heart broken, you were there when she made mistakes she thought she couldn't undo, you were there when she'd killed for the first time and stayed by her side when she'd quit the TSAB for good. She knew you wouldn't judge, she knew you wouldn't ask questions. You weren't her father after all, but you were hers when she needed you.

But she didn't seem to need you anymore. She'd become a pilot for a cargo company. She was rarely in one place for long let along at home. He was lucky to hear from her even more than once a year. You worried a lot, not quite as much as Nanoha but enough to keep you up some nights. There's nothing you can do and you know it. Vivio had grown her own wings and you have no claim on her anyway.

You're snapped out of your daze by Arf calling you down to dinner and you realize you've spent longer up there than you'd intended so you return downstairs. It's all meat of course and you're pleased but as you settle down in your seat you find you can only think of the fact that Vivio would hate this meal because it has none of the vegetables she loves so much. You think sadly that you'll think of nothing but her for the next few days. You're absolutely useless for dinner conversation but that's alright since Arf enjoys talking and you'd rather listen to her anyway.

After dinner you settle down in the living room to watch a sitcom that Arf loves and you claim to like because you love Arf but really can't stand. It's as you watch the mindless program and wonder what exactly the plot is supposed to be that the phone rings. You pick it up and your heart nearly stops when you hear the voice on the other end.

“Zaffy I need your help.”

And you don't stop to think about what kind of trouble she's in, and you don't think about why she only calls when she needs your help because she may not be your Vivio but you are her Zaffy.

You try to calm her down and you remind her to breathe. You don't tell her you're coming because she already knows you're halfway out the door. Arf isn't bothered because Arf already knows what's happening because Arf can read you like a picture book.

Arf knows why you run out the door without your coat even though it's winter. She knows why you borrow Hayate's car even though you hate driving and she knows why you'll probably break every speed limit along the way. It's because even though you're not Vivio's father she will always be your daughter.

Spoiler for notes and all:

I think this is the first time I've ever written something with only one line of dialog. It was interesting to write in a different style for once. It was also fun to not write straight out comedy but still stay true to what I like best. I'm not sure what to categorize this as really is there a genre for Looking back or nostalgia XD?

Second person's interesting to write in, it feels like I'm writing a letter (though I suppose stage directions would be more accurate) to the character. Still I don't plan on doing it again 'cause I think it'd be too limiting in anything other than something like this for me. (and I still don't like present tense >.>)

[BPHaru]

Originally Posted by DezoPenguin

And for my own contribution to the thread, in response to a request from RadiantBeam, I am hereby offering my take on what Nanoha and Fate were doing while Vivio and Lutecia were out on their date in her story, "Waiting Game."

No, it does not involve liquid latex, body chocolate, or magically animated tentacles. Stop giving my wife ideas, you pervs!

Spoiler for Something About Fate-mama Just Bugs Me:

"Nanoha, you can't have Raising Heart do a Wide Area Search for Vivio and Lutecia."

"But Fate-chan..." Nanoha said, her voice sounding suspiciously close to a whine.

"No."

Nanoha sighed.

"All right. Mode Release, Raising Heart."

"Yes, my master." The Intelligent Device reverted to its standby mode, a brilliant red gem, and Nanoha returned it to the chain around her neck.

Fate got up from her chair and put her arm around Nanoha's shoulders.

"It wouldn't have worked anyway, you know. Lutecia's been trained to detect and block seeking spells as part of her job. Getting detected by one could end up getting her killed, after all; she can't turn that off any more than you or I can walk into a room without immediately assessing potential threats, fields of fire, and escape routes. And Vivio has more raw potential than any of us. She might notice the spell, too, and then there'd be hell to pay."

"I'm just so worried!"

Fate gave her a reassuring squeeze.

"I know. But you don't want to pick a fight with our daughter over trust issues. She's hotheaded enough to deliberately do something you don't want just to spite you, and if Lutecia gets angry enough...

"Yeah, I know." Nanoha shook her head, then suddenly broke into laughter. "It's weird. Here I am, all worried over the idea that Vivio might rush into adult things too early when you know, I know, and they know that the only reason Vivio hasn't slept with Lutecia yet is because of the age difference that's making me so worried in the first place!"

"Life's full of little ironies," Fate returned her wife's grin.

"I still can't understand how you can be so calm about this."

"Well, it could be experience. Erio and Caro did go through this stage about five years ago."

"They did? How come I don't remember that?"

"I was on deployment at the time. There was a week where Caro and I were having three-hour calls every night."

Nanoha chuckled.

"Bet you were really glad you'd only adopted them as their guardian and not their mother, huh, Fate-chan?"

"Not as glad as they were!"

"At least it solved the entire 'bring the boyfriend home to meet the parents' problem," Nanoha mused.

"Who was it that wanted me to cook tomorrow night?"

"I'll be good!"

Nanoha sighed again and ran her hand through her hair. It was really just more of the same thing she'd been dealing with since she'd adopted Vivio. Fate was more maternal, more naturally at ease with children. It was as if Fate had internalized all the horrors of Precia's abuse, combined them with the happy memories that rightfully belonged to her "sister" Alicia, and put them together into not only a sincere care for the young but a knowledge of what they needed, what worked and what didn't. All Nanoha had gotten out of her own childhood was a relentless self-sufficiency and a knack for forming close friendships--relationships with people on her own level.

Ironically, her own personality made her a fine soldier, and meshed well with the skills she taught her students, the mage cadets of the TSAB air force. It didn't carry over well to motherhood, though; it was a vicious struggle every day to try to find the way to translate her love for Vivio into a form that would give her both the happiness she deserved and the lessons the girl needed to learn. If it wasn't for Fate...

If it wasn't for Fate...

She flung her arms around Fate, buried her face against the curve of her neck, and squeezed her close and tight.

"I need to so much, Fate-chan. Without you, I'd...I'd..."

Fate gently stroked her hair.

"I know," she answered what Nanoha meant rather than just what she'd said. She was good at that. "This time, though, experience is only part of it."

"Oh?" Nanoha lifted her head, looking curiously at Fate.

"Raising Heart, would you tune to secured channel AZI-469?"

"Yes, my master's love-bunny."

Nanoha giggled. Fate just groaned. Then two more voices joined theirs.

"I still can't believe you didn't find that movie romantic."

"Hey, I found it perfectly romantic. I also just happened to find it horribly cliche."

"What? But that's...Vivio and Lutecia-chan!"

Fate smirked.

"Uh-huh."

"But how?"

"Remember when Vivio was rooting through my closet, wanting to borrow something to wear on her date?"

"Yeah; my stuff doesn't fit her."

"And she asked to borrow the black cocktail dress with the figure-eight double belt?"

"Mmn."

"That's one of my work outfits for undercover assignments. There's a standard Enforcement Bureau bug in the belt. Full 3D audio-video field scan, and does not ping off search-magic awareness unless you do an active search for it."

Nanoha shook her head.

"You bugged our daughter. And I thought I was overprotective!"

"No, our daughter bugged herself. There is a difference. And you'll note that I wasn't listening in."

"Well, that makes one of us."

"All right, but go upstairs. You don't want her to walk in the front door and hear her own voice calling hello."

"Gotcha."

"And it'll give you a better vantage point if you need to dump a bucket of cold water over them during the goodnight kiss."

"Fate-chan!"

Laughing, Fate strolled back to her chair and picked up her book.

Spoiler for Author's notes and suchlike:

A couple of other notes:

1. The note about Lutecia's job was taken from an offhand comment by RadiantBeam about what Lutecia actually does for the TSAB in her sub-continuity.

2. On Erio and Caro: This has got to be the single most ubiquitous ship in the whole fandom, and almost no one ever mentions that they're technically siblings, albeit in the classic Not Blood Relatives trope.

3. I'd better hope that RadiantBeam never gives up writing Nanoha fics. I've done literally one NanoFate story ("Mending") that wasn't either at her request or based on something of hers or otherwise her ultimate responsibility.

That was great. I love how you portray their relationship as adults, and I'm happy to see that you're writing more of this story ^^
Thank you for another sweet short DezoPenguin.

Take care and keep smiling

[markesellus]

Originally Posted by Satashi

Vampire!Fate

Do you want to see Fate's side of what is going on once Nanoha's is done as a special, or should I keep progressing the storyline and leave it a mystery for the time being?

A.) See Fate's
B.) Continue story without going back

edit: Page claim for home made marshmallows! :3

A and I agree with Dezo, what about homemade marshmallows?

Originally Posted by DezoPenguin

Spoiler for Something About Fate-mama Just Bugs Me:

"Nanoha, you can't have Raising Heart do a Wide Area Search for Vivio and Lutecia."

"But Fate-chan..." Nanoha said, her voice sounding suspiciously close to a whine.

"No."

Nanoha sighed.

"All right. Mode Release, Raising Heart."

"Yes, my master." The Intelligent Device reverted to its standby mode, a brilliant red gem, and Nanoha returned it to the chain around her neck.

Fate got up from her chair and put her arm around Nanoha's shoulders.

"It wouldn't have worked anyway, you know. Lutecia's been trained to detect and block seeking spells as part of her job. Getting detected by one could end up getting her killed, after all; she can't turn that off any more than you or I can walk into a room without immediately assessing potential threats, fields of fire, and escape routes. And Vivio has more raw potential than any of us. She might notice the spell, too, and then there'd be hell to pay."

"I'm just so worried!"

Fate gave her a reassuring squeeze.

"I know. But you don't want to pick a fight with our daughter over trust issues. She's hotheaded enough to deliberately do something you don't want just to spite you, and if Lutecia gets angry enough...

"Yeah, I know." Nanoha shook her head, then suddenly broke into laughter. "It's weird. Here I am, all worried over the idea that Vivio might rush into adult things too early when you know, I know, and they know that the only reason Vivio hasn't slept with Lutecia yet is because of the age difference that's making me so worried in the first place!"

"Life's full of little ironies," Fate returned her wife's grin.

"I still can't understand how you can be so calm about this."

"Well, it could be experience. Erio and Caro did go through this stage about five years ago."

"They did? How come I don't remember that?"

"I was on deployment at the time. There was a week where Caro and I were having three-hour calls every night."

Nanoha chuckled.

"Bet you were really glad you'd only adopted them as their guardian and not their mother, huh, Fate-chan?"

"Not as glad as they were!"

"At least it solved the entire 'bring the boyfriend home to meet the parents' problem," Nanoha mused.

"Who was it that wanted me to cook tomorrow night?"

"I'll be good!"

Nanoha sighed again and ran her hand through her hair. It was really just more of the same thing she'd been dealing with since she'd adopted Vivio. Fate was more maternal, more naturally at ease with children. It was as if Fate had internalized all the horrors of Precia's abuse, combined them with the happy memories that rightfully belonged to her "sister" Alicia, and put them together into not only a sincere care for the young but a knowledge of what they needed, what worked and what didn't. All Nanoha had gotten out of her own childhood was a relentless self-sufficiency and a knack for forming close friendships--relationships with people on her own level.

Ironically, her own personality made her a fine soldier, and meshed well with the skills she taught her students, the mage cadets of the TSAB air force. It didn't carry over well to motherhood, though; it was a vicious struggle every day to try to find the way to translate her love for Vivio into a form that would give her both the happiness she deserved and the lessons the girl needed to learn. If it wasn't for Fate...

If it wasn't for Fate...

She flung her arms around Fate, buried her face against the curve of her neck, and squeezed her close and tight.

"I need to so much, Fate-chan. Without you, I'd...I'd..."

Fate gently stroked her hair.

"I know," she answered what Nanoha meant rather than just what she'd said. She was good at that. "This time, though, experience is only part of it."

"Oh?" Nanoha lifted her head, looking curiously at Fate.

"Raising Heart, would you tune to secured channel AZI-469?"

"Yes, my master's love-bunny."

Nanoha giggled. Fate just groaned. Then two more voices joined theirs.

"I still can't believe you didn't find that movie romantic."

"Hey, I found it perfectly romantic. I also just happened to find it horribly cliche."

"What? But that's...Vivio and Lutecia-chan!"

Fate smirked.

"Uh-huh."

"But how?"

"Remember when Vivio was rooting through my closet, wanting to borrow something to wear on her date?"

"Yeah; my stuff doesn't fit her."

"And she asked to borrow the black cocktail dress with the figure-eight double belt?"

"Mmn."

"That's one of my work outfits for undercover assignments. There's a standard Enforcement Bureau bug in the belt. Full 3D audio-video field scan, and does not ping off search-magic awareness unless you do an active search for it."

Nanoha shook her head.

"You bugged our daughter. And I thought I was overprotective!"

"No, our daughter bugged herself. There is a difference. And you'll note that I wasn't listening in."

"Well, that makes one of us."

"All right, but go upstairs. You don't want her to walk in the front door and hear her own voice calling hello."

"Gotcha."

"And it'll give you a better vantage point if you need to dump a bucket of cold water over them during the goodnight kiss."

"Fate-chan!"

Laughing, Fate strolled back to her chair and picked up her book.

Spoiler for Author's notes and suchlike:

A couple of other notes:

1. The note about Lutecia's job was taken from an offhand comment by RadiantBeam about what Lutecia actually does for the TSAB in her sub-continuity.

2. On Erio and Caro: This has got to be the single most ubiquitous ship in the whole fandom, and almost no one ever mentions that they're technically siblings, albeit in the classic Not Blood Relatives trope.

3. I'd better hope that RadiantBeam never gives up writing Nanoha fics. I've done literally one NanoFate story ("Mending") that wasn't either at her request or based on something of hers or otherwise her ultimate responsibility.

Fate's always on top of things....*takes a trip to the gutter* Anyway, that was hilarious and cute. It was unexpected that Fate was the one to bug them (technically she knew it was on the dress). It's a good thing Fate went upstairs instead of Nanoha. Then she would have seen what had happened at the door step and that would be....awkward. Now all you need is a omake about Vivio coming home and walking in on them/finding the bug. Oh yes and kudos to RB definitely, she's the one who really introduced ViCia and gave it a name.

Originally Posted by RadiantBeam

And you realize, now, that this means I have to write that Lutecia fic, don't you? Since you referenced it in your notes and now people will be poking about for it.

*poke poke*

Originally Posted by TheShinySword

~~~

Hmm writing the following was an... experiment of sorts, once again I got an idea and had no choice but to roll with it. I do two things in this I've never done before. That being writing in 2nd person (which is an experience to say the least) and write in present tense (I apologize for any tense mistakes in advance because I'm really really used to past tense.) I didn't set out meaning to do either but in the end I did ^^;; it's funny how that works out.

Spoiler for Even though you're not:

It's mid afternoon when Arf reminds you that she's told you to move the old boxes out of the spare bedroom and into the attic at least a dozen times. You grumble something about being an old man with a bad back but she reminds you're only as old as Hayate and that she's only just turned fifty and would object to being considered old. When you recall your mistress's uncanny ability to seeming hear through yards of wall and grass you find you've lost your voice.

So you raise yourself fully from your brief nap and grumpily roll off the couch, wondering when you turned into one of those old men you'd always laughed about becoming before slowly trudging up the stairs. You only pause briefly to gaze momentarily out the window at your old home and wonder if it was fifteen or twenty years ago when you moved out and when exactly your memory grew so hazy.

You hadn't intended to move out but when Signum and Shamal had moved into the house to the right of Hayate's you'd felt it was your turn to move into the one to the left. Vita had complained at the time. She said you'd make it so she could never leave but you knew that though you had a heart full of love for Hayate, Vita had managed to have two and would never leave Hayate's side with or without him.

Your new house had felt so empty you'd almost gone back. You realized you had no idea what to do with a house of your own. You could barely recall a night you'd ever spent all alone. It'd terrified you but you'd gathered up your courage and asked Arf to come with you. You've never been as surprised as you were when she said yes and you'd rarely been as happy. The two of you had never bothered with an official marriage although the entire Harlaown family had offered to pay for one. You're happier as you are. Besides the two of you had never had children. Somewhere along the line you had become a grandfather however. Chrono's daughter had brought her children, also a set of twins, to meet their grandma Arf and grandpa Zafira.

Watching Arf with them always hurts something deep down within you. You know very well that she would have been a wonderful mother and you know from the look in her eyes that she wants to be one as well. And it kills you that you can't give her a baby. And you know no one will let a familiar adopt a child and you don't admit it, even to yourself, but it hurts that no one will ever call you father. Arf reminds you everyday that she loves you and she's tells you she's happy despite what she doesn't have but it still pains you. By the time you've sorted through your thoughts you're in the spare bedroom.

The boxes you're supposed to move are stacked in the corner. The entire room is covered in a thick layer of dust because neither of you ever come into this room and in fact you don't even remember what's in those boxes. So you pick up the top one and lay it on the floor, blowing dust everywhere including into your throat, leaving you coughing for a minute. Opening it reveals it's full of old books that you can't recall reading. You do remember that some are not yours and were loaned to you by Griffith and Vice, though the idea of Vice reading was laughable at best so they must be Alto's. It bothers you that you can't remember when you borrowed them, only that you did. You close the box back up and decide to keep the books as both of your friends have numerous things that belong to you too.

After you haul that box off you move onto the next. Inside it are all sorts of military memories you'd stored away when you'd left. You'd gone into partial retirement a while ago, only returning every so often when your mistress asked you to. They didn't really need you anyway. You'd always been the most worthless member of the Wolkenritter. But still, you feel pride when you find a medal you'd been awarded for being injured during the attack on Riot Force Six all those years ago. It's silly because Vice, Griffith, Shamal and nearly every member of Long Arch had been awarded the same. Vita and Signum also happened to have a closet full each but you're proud all the same. You pack the box back up and return it downstairs.

The final box is the oldest and the tape on it falls off with your barest touch. You open if carefully but still recoil from the stench of yesteryear. Once you get used to it you laugh at the sight on top. It's a photo of you and those two lunatics who've become like brothers to you. They're hanging off of you in a drunken stupor while you look grimly at the camera. Arf has always said you act like the camera is an enemy to be intimidated by your glare.

The entire box is photos. You smile nostalgically as memories that had grown mold in you head return to life. Old parties and the antics at them that the parties involved would rather forget come back to light. Vacations that Hayate forced on you bring back the smell of the ocean to your nose. The sight of smiling youthful faces remind you just how young they'd all been once. You're frozen in time but everyone around gains a new wrinkle everyday. You're filled with a longing for the past and a contentment for the present all at once.

Underneath it all she smiles up at you and your own smile turns faint. She's fifteen or so in the picture and you can scarcely remember why you have the photo at all. After all you're not her father so why would you want an old picture?

You place the photo aside and find her smiling in her silly poofy dress for some school dance. You're there too, dressed in a suit that looks silly on you in your honest opinion. You'd volunteered to be there as a chaperon but had spent the night dancing with Vivio because you'd scared off every boy who'd come close to her by accident and she'd wanted to have fun.

It's then that you realize just what the box is. It's the Vivio box you'd thought you'd gotten rid of since you really had no business with all these items in the first place. Inside are all sorts of things, report cards, school photos, even letters, that Nanoha had made copies of and given to you. It was silly to have them but nonetheless you'd wanted them. You'd wanted to feel like you were important even if you weren't a parent. You wanted to be there for her.

And you had been. You still vividly remembered the first time she'd gotten sick. You had had no clue what to do, for once you were the one who had to be calmed down. But she'd gotten through it and you'd sworn no harm would come to her under your watch. You might not have been able to be there all the time but you were here when she needed you. You were there when she'd had her heart broken, you were there when she made mistakes she thought she couldn't undo, you were there when she'd killed for the first time and stayed by her side when she'd quit the TSAB for good. She knew you wouldn't judge, she knew you wouldn't ask questions. You weren't her father after all, but you were hers when she needed you.

But she didn't seem to need you anymore. She'd become a pilot for a cargo company. She was rarely in one place for long let along at home. He was lucky to hear from her even more than once a year. You worried a lot, not quite as much as Nanoha but enough to keep you up some nights. There's nothing you can do and you know it. Vivio had grown her own wings and you have no claim on her anyway.

You're snapped out of your daze by Arf calling you down to dinner and you realize you've spent longer up there than you'd intended so you return downstairs. It's all meat of course and you're pleased but as you settle down in your seat you find you can only think of the fact that Vivio would hate this meal because it has none of the vegetables she loves so much. You think sadly that you'll think of nothing but her for the next few days. You're absolutely useless for dinner conversation but that's alright since Arf enjoys talking and you'd rather listen to her anyway.

After dinner you settle down in the living room to watch a sitcom that Arf loves and you claim to like because you love Arf but really can't stand. It's as you watch the mindless program and wonder what exactly the plot is supposed to be that the phone rings. You pick it up and your heart nearly stops when you hear the voice on the other end.

“Zaffy I need your help.”

And you don't stop to think about what kind of trouble she's in, and you don't think about why she only calls when she needs your help because she may not be your Vivio but you are her Zaffy.

You try to calm her down and you remind her to breathe. You don't tell her you're coming because she already knows you're halfway out the door. Arf isn't bothered because Arf already knows what's happening because Arf can read you like a picture book.

Arf knows why you run out the door without your coat even though it's winter. She knows why you borrow Hayate's car even though you hate driving and she knows why you'll probably break every speed limit along the way. It's because even though you're not Vivio's father she will always be your daughter.

Spoiler for notes and all:

I think this is the first time I've ever written something with only one line of dialog. It was interesting to write in a different style for once. It was also fun to not write straight out comedy but still stay true to what I like best. I'm not sure what to categorize this as really is there a genre for Looking back or nostalgia XD?

Second person's interesting to write in, it feels like I'm writing a letter (though I suppose stage directions would be more accurate) to the character. Still I don't plan on doing it again 'cause I think it'd be too limiting in anything other than something like this for me. (and I still don't like present tense >.>)

You know, reading second person is really weird. It definitely is like stage directions. This is indeed a big change from what you normally do. Very sad yet cute like most nostalgic fics. It really showed the depth of the relationship between those two. I like that mention to Vice and Griffith, because he really does love them on the inside. You should have mentioned that time they all turned into girls...but I guess that would take away the seriousness you managed to establish.

[Satashi]

Looks like B wins :3 I'll have more tomorrow now that I know how to plan.

As for the home made marshmallows....

Spoiler for Who saw this coming?:

I made some. They're really dense and gooey, and god they're sticky. I had to coat them with the powder sugar/cornstarch mixture really well just to make them not cling to everything. The texture is simply amazing and the flavor is... well they taste like marshmallows lol! They are better than store-bought, though. Bad thing is, it uses powdered sugar... and I haaaaaaate working with that stuff. It flies everywhere if you're not careful... and powdered sugar= ants if you don't clean up super super well. But they're really good, I'm probably gonna share with some of my friends ^^

[markesellus]

Ah Good eats. Alton Brown cracks me up every time I watch that show. I'm totally going to make some over break.

To keep this slightly on topic: Imagine pairing of your choice making marshmallows together. Marshmallow fights ensue. It's going to get very sticky. Can you imagine Zafira helping (young) Vivio make marshmallows? That's going to be hard to get out of his fur. D:

[Evil Rick]

Teaser

Spoiler for Coming tomorrow... (I hope):

“Hey! You both, stop playing and get to...” Black Wolfness couldn't finish the phrase because Jesse jumped over her and moved her out of the way of an arrow.

I raised my head and saw a strange figure aiming at us with a bow in the top of a hill, the figure jumped to a lower hill followed by more fellows, then I could see them.

[panzerfan]

Originally Posted by markesellus

Ah Good eats. Alton Brown cracks me up every time I watch that show. I'm totally going to make some over break.

To keep this slightly on topic: Imagine pairing of your choice making marshmallows together. Marshmallow fights ensue. It's going to get very sticky. Can you imagine Zafira helping (young) Vivio make marshmallows? That's going to be hard to get out of his fur. D:

It will be painful and I doubt you want to eat fur mixed with Marshmallow. I guess the alternative of roasted Zafira on an open fire is not that great either.

This marshmallow thing will be very time consuming to do... I wish I had the time and/or the kitchen appliances to actually do it, nevermind the costs in ingredients to whip'er up.

[TheShinySword]

Originally Posted by Satashi

Spoiler for Who saw this coming?:

Every single person who knows you Satashi XD.

Originally Posted by markesellus

To keep this slightly on topic: Imagine pairing of your choice making marshmallows together. Marshmallow fights ensue. It's going to get very sticky. Can you imagine Zafira helping (young) Vivio make marshmallows? That's going to be hard to get out of his fur. D:

Poor poor Zafira his fur didn't grow back for weeks after Hayate shaved it all off

I'll stick to store bought thanks.

[spawnofthejudge]

Originally Posted by DezoPenguin

Something About Fate-mama Just Bugs Me

I thought this was cute.

Originally Posted by TheShinySword

Spoiler for Even though you're not:

...she reminds you're only as old as Hayate...

...He was lucky to hear from her even more than once a year...

"she reminds you you're" or "she reminds you that you're". I'm told I use 'that' too much, but I think it's needed here...

and "You" in the second quote? I don't know any other "He" that fits.

It was a great fic though. Seemed a little rough around the edges, but that's certainly well explained by it being your first foray into both the tense and viewpoint. The understanding people have of others that they've been in some sort of relationship with (i.e. friendship and better) for a long time was well captured. Awesome!

Originally Posted by Satashi

Alton Brown

I LOVE THAT SHOW.

[Evil Rick]

Spoiler for Chapter 15: Wrath of the Braves:

“Okay, everybody be silent and pay attention to every corner of this place, the Hell's door could be anywhere” Black Wolfness said before being the first one to enter in the canyon, the only entrance we found was an enormous cave at the south, not far from where the train stopped.

I was at the side of Jesse, don't know, somehow I felt protected at his side.

“Nervous kid?”

“Ha... I had faced worse things that these creatures and I'm still alive”

“Yeah, sure, you'll never get married for that”

“Wait, what?”

“Can you cook?”

“Ehmm... not, not very well, but...”

“Clean?”

“Well... just when it's not to...”

“Rise kids?”

“Uhmm... I had never...”

“There, you wouldn't be a good wife”

“Hey wait, why I'm the one being judged by an outlaw? A woman doesn't works just to please the men like if he where a little baby, we could do great things”

“Yeah, sure, a country leaded by a woman, I can see it” Jesse added with a grin.

“You are a barbarian”

“Really?”

Before I could react or do something, the arms of Jesse had caught my waist and he has her face near to mine.

“Hey! What are you...?”

“Good thing you can't do any of those things because I hate the typical woman, you're something totally different to what I had ever meet, you know?”

“Did you tell that to all the girls you meet?” I said while trying to release myself from Jesse's arms

“Heh... it depends on how much inspired I am... amd you inspire me a lot Vi...”

“No, please stop, you don't understand”

“What?... Heh... is there another guy?”

“Not really is... another girl”

“Oh... oh, I see...” Jesse then released my a bot shocked, I was shocked also, those words came out of my mouth almost by instinct “Damn... what a waste” Jesse whispered.

“I... I know, I know it's hard to explain...”

“It's okay, it's okay don't... don't give importance to it”

I wanted to tell something but the words simply couldn't came out of my mouth so I decided to remain silent, is not that I felt ashamed, mostly it was that I sensed that Jesse was upset or kinda... disappointed.

“Hey! You both, stop playing and get to...” Black Wolfness couldn't finish the phrase because Jesse jumped over her and moved her out of the way of an arrow.

I raised my head and saw a strange figure aiming at us with a bow in the top of a hill, the figure jumped to a lower hill followed by more fellows, then I could see them.

“Undead Braves!” I yelled before jumping behind a rock to evade the arrows, I looked up ahead and spotted lots of these demons attacking us.

The creatures were basically reanimated corpses of native, those who were murdered without mercy so the new government could take control of their lands, now they were back, seeking for revenge against the humanity for the injustice done to them.

“The Hell... Get cover!” Black Wolfness commanded, the Vatican regulators and Jesse's bandits hide behind rocks.

Some of the undead jumped in front of us, the braves with their skin falling an their organs exposed charged against us with tomahawks, I pulled out my gun and shoot against them, killing 2, I was reloading when another one jumped in my direction, ready to impale his weapon in my chest when a shoot coming from the left killed it, it was a shoot from Jesse.

“There are too many of them!” regulator yelled.

“Thew door must be near” Black Wolfness added.

“Boss, go find that door, we'll hold here” A regulator told to Black Wolfness.

“Alright... Jesse, Vivio you both come with me!”

I ran in Black Wolfness' direction, then the three of us followed the path that leaded to the center of the canyon, killing the braves that got in our way.

After a few minutes we reached what seemed to be a native village, it was horrible, all the natives, where dead, massacred, victims of the uncontrollable wrath of the braves.

Black Wolfness felt over her knees in front of the corpse of a little boy, still holding with his cold hand a little horse made of wood.

“I knew this people” Jesse said “They were good people, they never hurt anyone”

“Whoever responsible for all of this... is gonna pay!” Black Wolfness said while standing up. “Ahead is the door... I can feel it” She added and kept moving through the burning village.

We followed Black Wolfness crossing the village and reaching some kind of hill inside the canyon, a way covered with rocks going down and some caves, when we came out of them, we saw it, a big hole in the ground and deep, deep in the hole,darkness, fire and screams of suffering.

“The Hell's door” Black Wolfness said

“How.... how do we close it?” I asked while Jesse remained silent.

Black Wolfness put her bag on the ground and opened it, then she dragged out of it a cartridge of dynamite, I looked inside the bag and it was full of them.

“He'll blow this” She added.

But, before we could take the dynamite out, the ground began to rumble, then from inside the hole, a green mist began to came out.

“What the....?!” Jesse could say before Black Wolfness interrupted him.

“A demon is coming out!”

Suddenly, a green cloud came out of the hole. Followed by a black, long figure that fly to the skies, up there, the enormous creature opened its wins and released a horrible yell under the moonlight, it was like a giant dragon in black, surrounded by this green mist.

“Oh my God” Jesse said.

“What is that?” I asked.

“Dark shadow and Slim bone” Black Wolfness replied in shock.

Spoiler for Undead Brave:

Spoiler for Dark Shadow and Slim Bone:

[Allquall]

I need a bit of help with this one. Sort of. This a "choose an ending" story, so I'll post the first part and then you choose how it should end. For the sake of my eyes and gnat-like attention span, make your choices LARGE, BOLD, and FABULOUS.

Spoiler for The Set-Up:

Nanoha’s eyes followed the green light, but her unfocused pupils gave away her inattention. The high whine and rumble of the copier machine filled the office area with mundane white noise which matched the dull, white walls of headquarters. The machine beeped that it had finished, and the brunette groaned as she fed another stack of forms into the feeder of the bulky machine.

She was adjusting one of her many piles of copied triplicates on the office workbench when a group of young officers in crisp uniforms passed by her without batting an eye. She blew her long bangs out of her face as she shifted a smaller pile into her briefcase. Her lip curled up into a sardonic smirk while she remembered who those officers were. They had requested to watch her morning exercises yesterday and had gasped in awe as they studied her maneuvers, yet they didn’t recognize her outside of her element.

‘Nobody’s impressed with paperwork,’ thought Nanoha as she longed to relieve her boredom. Her eyes returned to the pacing green light, and her mind went inside of herself to occupy the time. It was probably warm outside today. The rain was supposed to have cleared with low humidity- perfect flying weather. She rolled her neck back till if gave a small pop and rolled her head to the other side. Her eyes glanced at the clock, and she realized that in a few minutes most of headquarters would be empty. She sighed in frustration as she looked at the piles and tried to estimate how much longer she had to stay.

“If this spits out a page a second, then sixty pages would be a minute, multiplied by eight budget requests- AAAUGH!”

Nanoha jumped in surprised as she felt two strong arms encircle her waist, but the familiar scent and blond hair on her shoulder eased her fears.

“Still working on Hayate’s appropriations proposal?” Fate said softly while kissing Nanoha’s cheek in greeting. The blond squeezed Nanoha once more before releasing her and sitting on the workbench.

Nanoha nodded while her heartbeat returned to its normal rhythm, “Mind the piles, baby.”

“How did Hayate hoodwink you into this?”

“I offered,” Nanoha moaned, “I saw her down here prepping for the meeting, and I made the offer without thinking what that would entail.”

Fate chuckled in reply.

“How’d they do today?” Nanoha asked trying to change the subject to something more interesting.

“Fine,” smiled Fate, “You couldn’t ask for better weather. Light wind, sun, a little-“

“Stop!” the brunette yelled, “I get it! I get it!”

“How much longer?” Fate yawned.

“A couple more hours,” Nanoha frowned, “You’ve got to be exhausted. Go home, baby. I call you before I leave.”

“Nah,” Fate said while stretching her long arms, “Vivio’s at a sleepover. Can I help at all?”

“Not really. I’m only sending papers through.”

“Don’t need me to organize?”

“Nope. The machine does that.”

“Stupid machine,” Fate answered while giving the air a small kick, “I don’t want to go home to an empty house. I’ll be bored.”

“You’re going to be bored here too.”

The copier continued to whine and rumble as Nanoha stared into space and Fate waved to the departing staff as they left for home. The calls of “Bye! See you tomorrow!” faded as another hour ticked by, but the copier continued to churn.

“Hurry...up!” Nanoha yelled at the machine. The brunette tumbled backward and sat on Fate who was still propped on the workbench.

The blond’s arms instinctively embraced Nanoha’s warm body, and Nanoha snuggled against her in return.

“Fate?”

“Hmm?” the blond hummed in reply.

“Entertain me,” Nanoha said with a laugh.

Fate was silent for a few moments before standing up and scooping Nanoha into her arms.

“I was kidding!” Nanoha squawked in protest as she tried to escape Fate’s grasp.

“But I’m not,” came the sly reply.

The blond placed the shorter woman on top of the copier machine, and Nanoha felt the warm office appliance tremble beneath her. She tried to slide off of the copier, but Fate’s arms were on either side of her and blocked her way.

“So this is going to entertain me?” Nanoha said to Fate’s piercing stare.

“I don’t know about you, but I’ve always wanted to try this,” Fate answered with a suspicious smile.

“What are you-mmmmph!”

Fate’s warm lips silenced Nanoha in a deep and passionate kiss, and suddenly Nanoha understood Fate’s ambition.

“Baby! Not here!”

“Come on, honey,” Fate panted as she pressed herself against her lover, “No one’s here. We’ll be quick.”

“But-“ Nanoha tried to argue, but her lips kept seeking out Fate’s as her legs wrapped themselves around the blond’s torso. Her heels dug into Fate’s back while she felt two warm hands hike her skirt up to her hips and tug her panties to the side.

Spoiler for Choices:

Soooooo....how should this little encounter end?

A: The Bible Black Ending - "Avast, mateys, thar be a lemon on the horizon!"

B: The Negima!? Ending - "Oh ho ho ho! Such silliness."

C: The Evangelion Ending - "What the hell just happened?" *Checks Wiki* "Oh so deep. I'm the only one who truly understands."

D: The Higurashi Ending- "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH! GET IT AWAY!"

E: The Detroit Metal City Ending- "Look! There's Krauser! GO TO DMC! GO TO DMC!"

[X] The InuYasha Ending- Oh wait, there is no such thing.

F: Live up to your name and do 'em ALL, QUALL!

[itanshi1]

Ah you used that dragon thingy hehe, interesting. But y'know, have some inspiration

Spoiler for that be dragons:

I'm still writing, I guess. Right now, I'm doing IE8 compatibiity tests for my site. Woo.