KKM Advent/Winter Fic Challenge 7/25
Part 7! Hope everyone likes this one, it's a bit longer than the others. Yuuri's so sweet!
December 7th
Pairing: Yuur/Wolfram; Gunter/Gwendal; Murata/Gisella
Spoilers: Episode 16
“Attack the intruder!! Leave no survivors!!”
Gwendel twitched at the girlish cry that came from the entrance to the ballroom. He looked over to Gunter, who shrugged and smiled. Shaking his head, Gwendal pushed open the doors and was met with a startling sight indeed.
A snowball impacted on his chest and Gwendal looked down at the offending snow. He brushed it off himself and looked up.
“Eeep…” Wolfram ducked behind Yuuri, who grinned and started to back up slowly. “Ah…hey Gwendal! Come to…uhm…join us?”
“Hardly,” Gwendal eyed the three adults disapprovingly. “Your Majesty, this is hardly proper behavior for one of your station. And Wolfram! I would have expected better out of you, brother.” Wolfram winced at his brother’s words, but held his ground. “And Huber! You’re supposed to be protecting them, not horsing around!”
Huber grinned and winked at his cousin. “Oh I was…” he smirked and pointed upwards.
Gwendal received a face full of snow, courtesy of the snow bank that Huber had suspended above their heads with his magic.
Greta giggled and ran over to help Gwendal, who growled menacingly.
“It’s okay Gwendal. We weren’t being foolish or anything. What do you think of the tree?” Yuuri asked, pointing to the large pine tree that lay on the floor of the ballroom. Once upright, it would easily reach the ceiling of the ballroom, which was a good two stories high. Gunter wondered just how Yuuri intended to decorate such a massive tree.
“Heika, it’s a wonderful tree. But isn’t it just a tad large?” Gunter ventured, though he hated to criticize their king.
Yuuri grinned and winked. “That’s what makes it so much fun! The others should be along soon to help.”
“Others?” Gunter looked to Gwendal, who shrugged. Just then, a knock on the door sounded before Gisella walked in, Murata behind her. They pulled in an ox cart, filled with decorations of all kinds. Just behind the cart, the young woman that they’d met in the village. Rosette waved, leading at least twenty children behind her.
“Rosette-san!” Yuuri called out to her, remembering the young woman they’d met when they were searching for the Maseki. “You made it!”
“Hai, heika!” Rosette bowed and motioned for the children to come forward. “And I brought the ones you asked about. They’re very excited!”
“Yeah!” Yuuri grinned, greeting the children, who were beside themselves with excitement at meeting the Maou.
“What is this?” Gwendal asked disapprovingly. It wasn’t good to allow so many strangers into the castle. It should remain fortified and strangers could leak secrets.
Wolfram looked to Yuuri and beamed with pride. “Yuuri thought it would be a good idea to have the children in the local orphanages come and have a day of feasting and decorating.” Just then, the three maids came in, followed by others with trays of food and went to set up the buffet table at the other end of the ballroom.
“Oh my…” Gunter whispered, tears falling down his face. “Heika is so wonderful and thoughtful!”
“Hn,” Gwendal grunted. He looked around and shrugged, then dragged a sobbing Gunter after him. Perhaps this winter festival would be something to remember this year. He’d underestimated their king, and he was glad that he had this time.
Crossposted to kyou_kara_maou & suboshiyui
December 7th
Pairing: Yuur/Wolfram; Gunter/Gwendal; Murata/Gisella
Spoilers: Episode 16
“Attack the intruder!! Leave no survivors!!”
Gwendel twitched at the girlish cry that came from the entrance to the ballroom. He looked over to Gunter, who shrugged and smiled. Shaking his head, Gwendal pushed open the doors and was met with a startling sight indeed.
A snowball impacted on his chest and Gwendal looked down at the offending snow. He brushed it off himself and looked up.
“Eeep…” Wolfram ducked behind Yuuri, who grinned and started to back up slowly. “Ah…hey Gwendal! Come to…uhm…join us?”
“Hardly,” Gwendal eyed the three adults disapprovingly. “Your Majesty, this is hardly proper behavior for one of your station. And Wolfram! I would have expected better out of you, brother.” Wolfram winced at his brother’s words, but held his ground. “And Huber! You’re supposed to be protecting them, not horsing around!”
Huber grinned and winked at his cousin. “Oh I was…” he smirked and pointed upwards.
Gwendal received a face full of snow, courtesy of the snow bank that Huber had suspended above their heads with his magic.
Greta giggled and ran over to help Gwendal, who growled menacingly.
“It’s okay Gwendal. We weren’t being foolish or anything. What do you think of the tree?” Yuuri asked, pointing to the large pine tree that lay on the floor of the ballroom. Once upright, it would easily reach the ceiling of the ballroom, which was a good two stories high. Gunter wondered just how Yuuri intended to decorate such a massive tree.
“Heika, it’s a wonderful tree. But isn’t it just a tad large?” Gunter ventured, though he hated to criticize their king.
Yuuri grinned and winked. “That’s what makes it so much fun! The others should be along soon to help.”
“Others?” Gunter looked to Gwendal, who shrugged. Just then, a knock on the door sounded before Gisella walked in, Murata behind her. They pulled in an ox cart, filled with decorations of all kinds. Just behind the cart, the young woman that they’d met in the village. Rosette waved, leading at least twenty children behind her.
“Rosette-san!” Yuuri called out to her, remembering the young woman they’d met when they were searching for the Maseki. “You made it!”
“Hai, heika!” Rosette bowed and motioned for the children to come forward. “And I brought the ones you asked about. They’re very excited!”
“Yeah!” Yuuri grinned, greeting the children, who were beside themselves with excitement at meeting the Maou.
“What is this?” Gwendal asked disapprovingly. It wasn’t good to allow so many strangers into the castle. It should remain fortified and strangers could leak secrets.
Wolfram looked to Yuuri and beamed with pride. “Yuuri thought it would be a good idea to have the children in the local orphanages come and have a day of feasting and decorating.” Just then, the three maids came in, followed by others with trays of food and went to set up the buffet table at the other end of the ballroom.
“Oh my…” Gunter whispered, tears falling down his face. “Heika is so wonderful and thoughtful!”
“Hn,” Gwendal grunted. He looked around and shrugged, then dragged a sobbing Gunter after him. Perhaps this winter festival would be something to remember this year. He’d underestimated their king, and he was glad that he had this time.
Crossposted to kyou_kara_maou & suboshiyui