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Hot Springs Incident
Title: The Hot Springs Incident
Theme: "The Greatest Evil"
Rating: PG
Warnings: Violence threatened against marshmallow fluff
Characters/Pairings: Mokona, Presea, Clef
Summary: Presea deals relentlessly with a strange entity known as Mokona.
At the end of the day there was nothing more relaxing than the leisure to sink into the hot springs of Cephiro. A past time enjoyed by numerous castle inhabitants, Caldina being one of the more notorious patrons, and most flamboyant. Yet today the hot springs were interestingly subdued. Not one person dared enter the realm that had been claimed by puffs of white dander.
With each warm burst of air from bubbles deep within the earth, a bit of downy soft fur sputtered up. It was inconceivable to believe this had come from one being. The whole area, floor, walls, the bathing areas including the springs was covered with the feathery soft white fur that stuck to anything even close to being moist in nature. A happy contented puu filled the void of silence in the room.
“There he is…” A voice whispered from around the corner, unwilling, as she was to give away her hiding place, Presea slowly inched up to the edge until she had the perpetrator in her field of vision. Sporadically the white marshmallow fluff leapt, lunged, and bounded on the floor tiles. White puffs descending with each jaunt into the air.
Her day of peace shattered by the ear piercing “Puu”s and subsequent ear wagging drove her to madness. Apparently the heat of the day, mingled with the warmth of the springs lent to one, Mokona, molting. Her eyes slanted feverently, glinting with an almost insane sparkle. The fact that nearly everyone had fled the vicinity gave testament to her theory that whatever this thing was; this Mokona, wither rabbit or sack of fluff, was indeed the greatest evil ever faced by any on Cephiro to name.
With deliberately slow actions she maneuvered herself closer. Mokona was going down. Lifting the sack she had brought with her over her head, Presea ran the scenario through her mind. Mokona would come bumbling over, but too late! She would have him scouped up before he even noticed her, and crying Mokona would beg her not to toss him into the water like a stone! She grinned.
There! She brought down the sack. Stumbling forward as Mokona happily bounced over the sack and onto her head. “MOKONA!” She shouted as the devil puu’ed happily around the room again.
“Presea…” Presea looked up, her eyes soft when they lighted upon the Madoushi.
“Clef… I was trying to…” Clef moved forward bending and retrieving Mokona. “Emerauld was worried about Mokona.” He stopped, seeing the room covered in white fur. “MOKONA!”
Mokona beamed up at shouting. Two down, so many more to go.
Note: This is the first new Rayearth ficlet I've written in years! ^.^
Theme: "The Greatest Evil"
Rating: PG
Warnings: Violence threatened against marshmallow fluff
Characters/Pairings: Mokona, Presea, Clef
Summary: Presea deals relentlessly with a strange entity known as Mokona.
At the end of the day there was nothing more relaxing than the leisure to sink into the hot springs of Cephiro. A past time enjoyed by numerous castle inhabitants, Caldina being one of the more notorious patrons, and most flamboyant. Yet today the hot springs were interestingly subdued. Not one person dared enter the realm that had been claimed by puffs of white dander.
With each warm burst of air from bubbles deep within the earth, a bit of downy soft fur sputtered up. It was inconceivable to believe this had come from one being. The whole area, floor, walls, the bathing areas including the springs was covered with the feathery soft white fur that stuck to anything even close to being moist in nature. A happy contented puu filled the void of silence in the room.
“There he is…” A voice whispered from around the corner, unwilling, as she was to give away her hiding place, Presea slowly inched up to the edge until she had the perpetrator in her field of vision. Sporadically the white marshmallow fluff leapt, lunged, and bounded on the floor tiles. White puffs descending with each jaunt into the air.
Her day of peace shattered by the ear piercing “Puu”s and subsequent ear wagging drove her to madness. Apparently the heat of the day, mingled with the warmth of the springs lent to one, Mokona, molting. Her eyes slanted feverently, glinting with an almost insane sparkle. The fact that nearly everyone had fled the vicinity gave testament to her theory that whatever this thing was; this Mokona, wither rabbit or sack of fluff, was indeed the greatest evil ever faced by any on Cephiro to name.
With deliberately slow actions she maneuvered herself closer. Mokona was going down. Lifting the sack she had brought with her over her head, Presea ran the scenario through her mind. Mokona would come bumbling over, but too late! She would have him scouped up before he even noticed her, and crying Mokona would beg her not to toss him into the water like a stone! She grinned.
There! She brought down the sack. Stumbling forward as Mokona happily bounced over the sack and onto her head. “MOKONA!” She shouted as the devil puu’ed happily around the room again.
“Presea…” Presea looked up, her eyes soft when they lighted upon the Madoushi.
“Clef… I was trying to…” Clef moved forward bending and retrieving Mokona. “Emerauld was worried about Mokona.” He stopped, seeing the room covered in white fur. “MOKONA!”
Mokona beamed up at shouting. Two down, so many more to go.
Note: This is the first new Rayearth ficlet I've written in years! ^.^