Something I cooked up with Mereo Flere and Fallacy.
HeavenÆs Facepalm
Life was good, Saber supposed. In her experience, the magi were either dicks or put dicks where dicks didnÆt belong. She was lucky enough to find not one but two magi who she found more than likeable and perhaps even loved. After the whole torrid affair of the Holy Grail Wars of Fuyuki, the three of them moved to London, the capital of the nation that was once her home. Even though it was vastly different from her time, she still enjoyed being on her native soil and basked in this moment of joy, butà
But sometimes, just sometimes, she wished herùwhat could she call them? Lovers? Friends?ùmagi would be lessà Saber couldnÆt really think of the word. It was really only Shirou, she amended. Sometimes, she found herself more frustrated with him than she ever was with Merlin. She hadnÆt thought that would have been possible but this was one of those times.
ôShirou, itÆs time toà replenish my mana,ö Saber tried for the hundredth time, strutting around her former Master as sensually as she could. Normally she walked and stood straight like a man, but in the privacy of their bedroom, she added an extra sway to her hips as she sashayed around.
ôHuh?ö Shirou frowned up at her. Behind Saber, Rin buried her face into her palm silently at ShirouÆs response.
ôShirou,ö She repeated to him through gritted teeth, ôReplenish my mana.ö
ôBut Saber,ö He replied obliviously, still calling her by that title even after he gained some mastery over English, ôIsnÆt Tohsaka supplying you withùö
ôGAH!ö Rin snapped, having endured this for the past half hour, and pinned Shirou down on the ground.
ShirouÆs eyes shot wide open as he gasped, ôR-Rin?ö
ôSaber! IÆll hold him down,ö Rin cried with a maniacal expression that caused Saber to shiver, ôYou strip him!ö
ôW-wait!ö Shirou whimpered as RinÆs fingers snaked down and stimulated him and caused him to shriek. But before he could utter another sound, a bright light surrounded them. A moment later, they disappeared.
XXX
Emiya Kiritsugu surveyed the scene within the Einzbern Chapel, silently marveling with his wife at the simplicity of this ritual that would grant his lifeÆs ideal. His expression was cold and grim, showing none of the anxiety he suppressed at this monumental event. As his beloved wife Irisviel finished her preparations for this ritual, carrying the sacred relic Avalon to the center of the circle they had prepared, KiritsuguÆs resolve held firm, æMy idealsà my dreams rely on this summoning.Æ
The ritual itself was simple and quick. With a flash of light that came with the power used in this summoning, his Servant began to appear. That was when all the alarms within KiritsuguÆs head went off and exploded.
Instead of a royal knight wearing medieval armor or even a king donned in gold and blue, something else appeared. Something that shouldnÆt have appeared had appeared.
The first problem Kiritsugu noticed through the lightshow was that instead of there being one human-like body, there were three. The second problem he noticed was that none of them were wearing armor. In fact, they seemed to be wearing almost nothing. There was a boy with red hair pinned down by a girl who looked to be of mixed, Asian descent with a petite, European girl tugging on the boyÆs underwear.
The moment all the smoke had cleared, the blond girl had let go immediately in surprised shock. Their attire stuck out for Kiritsugu, but he remedied that it was possible that King ArthurÆs clothing had changed in the Throne of Heroes. The redheaded boy was wearing nothing else other than that pair of boxers, which Kiritsugu was pretty sure did not exist in Arthurian times. The Asian girl was wearing nothing but elaborate, black laced underwear made fromà silk, perhaps? The blond girl wore something similar but white.
KiritsuguÆs first thought was that perhaps he had summoned King Arthur when he was still young, but then the European girl tried to speak up, saying something that sounded like æare you my masterÆ, but her voice was drowned out by the boy, who whimpered, ôàDaddy?ö
Everything seemed to still, as if time had frozen. Irisviel was almost glowing with a blush and trying her best to cover her eyes. The brunette girlÆs expression turned cycled between confusion, horror, and curiosity before settling on something even Kiritsugu could not read. The blond girl just stumbled and fell onto the boyÆs chest. Kiritsugu stood shocked and stared before he managed to shake himself out of it.
Kiritsugu frowned and his analytical mind, which knew that King Arthur must have been a man, deduced that, æAt some point in my future, did my Innate Time Manipulation fail and send me to England in 500 AD, where I became Uther Pendragon?Æ
The brunette girlÆs grumble, which sounded like, ôHey, Saber, IÆm your Master!ö flew right over KiritsuguÆs head.
XXX
Saber wanted to groan. No, she wanted to do more than that! She wanted to walk up to the World and smack it around for putting her through her life. Did this even count as her life anymore? She put that philosophical question aside for the immediate matter at hand. There she was, on top of Shirou and just moments from finally pulling his underwear off when this happened.
Thisà she remembered this quite clearly. It was the war she had participated in just before she finally met her lovers. And she didnÆt want to remember it at all.
Oh, no.
æOh, no! Oh, noà no, no, no!Æ SaberÆs eyes filled with panic, though unnoticed by everyone else.
Steadying herself, she tried to act composed and fall back on her old reaction towards this, which was to ask, ôAs you have summoned me, I have come. Are you my Master?ö But she only grumbled part of her question out before being interrupted by Shirou, who whimpered loudly enough to echo through the Chapel, ôDaddy?ö
Just as Saber dreaded the feeling she got from basically seeing the gears creaking and turning in KiritsuguÆs head (So thatÆs where Shirou inherited that from!), she heard Rin protest, ôHey, Saber, IÆm your Master!ö
Then there was a pause, to which RinÆs eyes began to sparkle. SaberÆs heart skipped a beat as her panic redoubled.
ôWait!ö Rin cried loudly, ôThat means I qualify for Caster!ö
Saber cringed; there were sparkles that looked like something out of a kaleidoscope surrounding Rin now, as if Rin had floated into another realm. RinÆs eyes seemed to have turned into tiny stars, shining like twin beams to go with her twin ponytails.
æQuick!Æ She thought as she picked herself up from between Rin and ShirouÆs sweat-covered bodies, æI need to fix this!Æ
ôW-wait, upon your summoning, I have come!ö Saber called out, ôI am Servant Saber.ö
This seemed to go over KiritsuguÆs head as he turned purposely away from her and stared at Shirou, ôHmph.ö
Saber frowned and tried again, ôI-I am King Arthur, the one you have summonedà!ö
Kiritsugu stroked his chin for a moment before narrowing his eyes at Shirou and muttering, ôSo King Arthur had red hair. This is not according to the historical records we have collected, but it will work.ö
ôH-hey!ö Saber suppressed her pout and tears and tried again pointing at Shirou and shouting, ôIÆm King Arthur notùö
ôThatÆs impossible,ö Kiritsugu mumbled, not even bothering turning towards her. ôThereÆs no way that King Arthur was a woman.ö
HeavenÆs Facepalm
Life was good, Saber supposed. In her experience, the magi were either dicks or put dicks where dicks didnÆt belong. She was lucky enough to find not one but two magi who she found more than likeable and perhaps even loved. After the whole torrid affair of the Holy Grail Wars of Fuyuki, the three of them moved to London, the capital of the nation that was once her home. Even though it was vastly different from her time, she still enjoyed being on her native soil and basked in this moment of joy, butà
But sometimes, just sometimes, she wished herùwhat could she call them? Lovers? Friends?ùmagi would be lessà Saber couldnÆt really think of the word. It was really only Shirou, she amended. Sometimes, she found herself more frustrated with him than she ever was with Merlin. She hadnÆt thought that would have been possible but this was one of those times.
ôShirou, itÆs time toà replenish my mana,ö Saber tried for the hundredth time, strutting around her former Master as sensually as she could. Normally she walked and stood straight like a man, but in the privacy of their bedroom, she added an extra sway to her hips as she sashayed around.
ôHuh?ö Shirou frowned up at her. Behind Saber, Rin buried her face into her palm silently at ShirouÆs response.
ôShirou,ö She repeated to him through gritted teeth, ôReplenish my mana.ö
ôBut Saber,ö He replied obliviously, still calling her by that title even after he gained some mastery over English, ôIsnÆt Tohsaka supplying you withùö
ôGAH!ö Rin snapped, having endured this for the past half hour, and pinned Shirou down on the ground.
ShirouÆs eyes shot wide open as he gasped, ôR-Rin?ö
ôSaber! IÆll hold him down,ö Rin cried with a maniacal expression that caused Saber to shiver, ôYou strip him!ö
ôW-wait!ö Shirou whimpered as RinÆs fingers snaked down and stimulated him and caused him to shriek. But before he could utter another sound, a bright light surrounded them. A moment later, they disappeared.
XXX
Emiya Kiritsugu surveyed the scene within the Einzbern Chapel, silently marveling with his wife at the simplicity of this ritual that would grant his lifeÆs ideal. His expression was cold and grim, showing none of the anxiety he suppressed at this monumental event. As his beloved wife Irisviel finished her preparations for this ritual, carrying the sacred relic Avalon to the center of the circle they had prepared, KiritsuguÆs resolve held firm, æMy idealsà my dreams rely on this summoning.Æ
The ritual itself was simple and quick. With a flash of light that came with the power used in this summoning, his Servant began to appear. That was when all the alarms within KiritsuguÆs head went off and exploded.
Instead of a royal knight wearing medieval armor or even a king donned in gold and blue, something else appeared. Something that shouldnÆt have appeared had appeared.
The first problem Kiritsugu noticed through the lightshow was that instead of there being one human-like body, there were three. The second problem he noticed was that none of them were wearing armor. In fact, they seemed to be wearing almost nothing. There was a boy with red hair pinned down by a girl who looked to be of mixed, Asian descent with a petite, European girl tugging on the boyÆs underwear.
The moment all the smoke had cleared, the blond girl had let go immediately in surprised shock. Their attire stuck out for Kiritsugu, but he remedied that it was possible that King ArthurÆs clothing had changed in the Throne of Heroes. The redheaded boy was wearing nothing else other than that pair of boxers, which Kiritsugu was pretty sure did not exist in Arthurian times. The Asian girl was wearing nothing but elaborate, black laced underwear made fromà silk, perhaps? The blond girl wore something similar but white.
KiritsuguÆs first thought was that perhaps he had summoned King Arthur when he was still young, but then the European girl tried to speak up, saying something that sounded like æare you my masterÆ, but her voice was drowned out by the boy, who whimpered, ôàDaddy?ö
Everything seemed to still, as if time had frozen. Irisviel was almost glowing with a blush and trying her best to cover her eyes. The brunette girlÆs expression turned cycled between confusion, horror, and curiosity before settling on something even Kiritsugu could not read. The blond girl just stumbled and fell onto the boyÆs chest. Kiritsugu stood shocked and stared before he managed to shake himself out of it.
Kiritsugu frowned and his analytical mind, which knew that King Arthur must have been a man, deduced that, æAt some point in my future, did my Innate Time Manipulation fail and send me to England in 500 AD, where I became Uther Pendragon?Æ
The brunette girlÆs grumble, which sounded like, ôHey, Saber, IÆm your Master!ö flew right over KiritsuguÆs head.
XXX
Saber wanted to groan. No, she wanted to do more than that! She wanted to walk up to the World and smack it around for putting her through her life. Did this even count as her life anymore? She put that philosophical question aside for the immediate matter at hand. There she was, on top of Shirou and just moments from finally pulling his underwear off when this happened.
Thisà she remembered this quite clearly. It was the war she had participated in just before she finally met her lovers. And she didnÆt want to remember it at all.
Oh, no.
æOh, no! Oh, noà no, no, no!Æ SaberÆs eyes filled with panic, though unnoticed by everyone else.
Steadying herself, she tried to act composed and fall back on her old reaction towards this, which was to ask, ôAs you have summoned me, I have come. Are you my Master?ö But she only grumbled part of her question out before being interrupted by Shirou, who whimpered loudly enough to echo through the Chapel, ôDaddy?ö
Just as Saber dreaded the feeling she got from basically seeing the gears creaking and turning in KiritsuguÆs head (So thatÆs where Shirou inherited that from!), she heard Rin protest, ôHey, Saber, IÆm your Master!ö
Then there was a pause, to which RinÆs eyes began to sparkle. SaberÆs heart skipped a beat as her panic redoubled.
ôWait!ö Rin cried loudly, ôThat means I qualify for Caster!ö
Saber cringed; there were sparkles that looked like something out of a kaleidoscope surrounding Rin now, as if Rin had floated into another realm. RinÆs eyes seemed to have turned into tiny stars, shining like twin beams to go with her twin ponytails.
æQuick!Æ She thought as she picked herself up from between Rin and ShirouÆs sweat-covered bodies, æI need to fix this!Æ
ôW-wait, upon your summoning, I have come!ö Saber called out, ôI am Servant Saber.ö
This seemed to go over KiritsuguÆs head as he turned purposely away from her and stared at Shirou, ôHmph.ö
Saber frowned and tried again, ôI-I am King Arthur, the one you have summonedà!ö
Kiritsugu stroked his chin for a moment before narrowing his eyes at Shirou and muttering, ôSo King Arthur had red hair. This is not according to the historical records we have collected, but it will work.ö
ôH-hey!ö Saber suppressed her pout and tears and tried again pointing at Shirou and shouting, ôIÆm King Arthur notùö
ôThatÆs impossible,ö Kiritsugu mumbled, not even bothering turning towards her. ôThereÆs no way that King Arthur was a woman.ö
processing........ Bwahahahah!!! :lol:
