It Always Comes Down to Pudding [Completed]
Character(s): Laharl and Flonne
Content: The trio is back down to a duo, due to an off-screen fight between Etna and Laharl.
Setting: One of the Actua Are hotels... prolly one nearest Niflheim.
Time: Uh. Mid-day? Back-dated to week 16 to fill in some time here. ^^;
Warnings: Nothing but a grumpy Overlord.
Dammit, dammit, dammit. Stupid Etna! Stupid Etna and her stupid pudding. It started this whole thing, and now he was down a vassal and grumpy as all hell. Although, a bit of regret had already started to set in. The last time Etna had gone off on her own, it hadn't turned out very well, had it? Now she'd run off again, and it was partially his fault. of course, it wasn't all his fault. She'd just had to bring up that stupid pudding. Couldn't she let it drop already? Of course, he'd gone and said he didn't need her... ugh.
Well, whatever. At least Larxene might not know Etna was here. Laharl hadn't even realized till she'd appeared while he was fighting Urd. Actually, now that he thought of it, when was the last time he'd heard from Larxene? She'd been... weirdly silent. Too silent. He couldn't decide if it was a good thing or something to worry about.
Well, it wasn't like Etna couldn't look after herself usually, although there was something about her that had been bugging him, but he still hadn't been able to put a finger on it.
Gah, it was probably nothing, Laharl decided, looking up at the ceiling of the hotel room, where he was flopped on the bed, a scowl on his face. She could go sulk around till she decided to come back and apologize. Laharl wasn't going to even consider it until she did, since she started it. Yeah.
Content: The trio is back down to a duo, due to an off-screen fight between Etna and Laharl.
Setting: One of the Actua Are hotels... prolly one nearest Niflheim.
Time: Uh. Mid-day? Back-dated to week 16 to fill in some time here. ^^;
Warnings: Nothing but a grumpy Overlord.
Dammit, dammit, dammit. Stupid Etna! Stupid Etna and her stupid pudding. It started this whole thing, and now he was down a vassal and grumpy as all hell. Although, a bit of regret had already started to set in. The last time Etna had gone off on her own, it hadn't turned out very well, had it? Now she'd run off again, and it was partially his fault. of course, it wasn't all his fault. She'd just had to bring up that stupid pudding. Couldn't she let it drop already? Of course, he'd gone and said he didn't need her... ugh.
Well, whatever. At least Larxene might not know Etna was here. Laharl hadn't even realized till she'd appeared while he was fighting Urd. Actually, now that he thought of it, when was the last time he'd heard from Larxene? She'd been... weirdly silent. Too silent. He couldn't decide if it was a good thing or something to worry about.
Well, it wasn't like Etna couldn't look after herself usually, although there was something about her that had been bugging him, but he still hadn't been able to put a finger on it.
Gah, it was probably nothing, Laharl decided, looking up at the ceiling of the hotel room, where he was flopped on the bed, a scowl on his face. She could go sulk around till she decided to come back and apologize. Laharl wasn't going to even consider it until she did, since she started it. Yeah.