[Legend of Sun Knight] fic: A Vice-Captain's Tale - Suggestion #2
Title: A Vice-Captain's Tale - Suggestion #2
Fandom: The Legend of Sun Knight
Words: 828
Summary: The vice-captains of the Twelve Holy Knights never thought that their jobs would differ so vastly from their expectations. Tyler has really been missing out.
Notes: Well darn. I was hoping to write this daily, but that doesn't look like it'll be happening because this no longer looks like the innocent crack fic I thought it'd be. *grumbles* Still, there will be crack. 8D;;
Suggestion #1: Get a Girlfriend
Suggestion #2: Clean All Cabinets
My week was turning out strange. Truth to be told, I never mingled much with the other vice-captains. Call me arrogant, fine, but my position had been higher than theirs, and I did more than all of them too.
...With maybe the exception of Adair. I'm not really sure exactly how much he does, but he always looks beat to me. He might as well take over for his captain!
Adair was one of the few vice-captains I actually got along with. There had always been this sort of rift between the other vice-captains and me. Throughout my entire time in the Hell Knight Platoon, I hadn't exactly been "Knight-Captain Hell," nor had I merely been "Vice-Captain Hell."
I had kind of been... in between, and had belonged nowhere. I didn't go on outings with the other vice-captains, and they sort of left me alone without pushing matters. That was how things were supposed to be.
Except now I suddenly seem to be the center of attention. First it was Vice-Captain Storm, and now...
"A moment of your time?" Vice-Captain Cloud asked nervously.
Sighing, I put my sword away. It didn't feel like I would ever get to practice without getting disrupted! "What's the matter?"
The man shuffled over, his eyes trained downward, as if he didn't want to meet my gaze. I narrowed my eyes at his head. He mumbled, "Well, you know, since you haven't done this for long, we thought we'd give you a hand..."
I frowned. No, I don't know. And seriously, who is "we"?
He smiled timidly without clearing anything up for me, eyes only momentarily darting up at me before returning to his...hands.
I followed his gaze, looking down at what he was holding.
"...What's that for?" I asked.
Then, I found a dirty rag shoved into my hands.
Holding my breath so that I wouldn't breathe in any dust, I scrubbed at the inside of an empty cabinet with everything I had. After my furious scrubbing, I turned to the side to gulp in some air.
Beside me, Vice-Captain Cloud was also scrubbing and dusting away at the inside of a cabinet. He had his sleeves rolled up and his hair tied, a bucket full of soapy water next to him. He looked right at home, as if he did this all the time.
Maybe he did? I really didn't know him all that well. And by that I meant that my familiarity with him only extended to how I'd always hear him call out for his captain. "Knight-Captain Cloud! Knight-Captain Cloud! Where are yooouuuuu?" he would keep on shouting over and over. I never thought he cared so deeply about the state of cleanliness of our storage spaces.
After cleaning a countless number of cabinets, we then moved on to bookshelves. I finally couldn't refrain from blurting out my question.
"Why are we doing this?"
We're vice-captains! Not maids or squires!
The more I scrubbed, the more I felt like our time was being wasted. Surely cleaning cabinets was not at all part of our duties when our time could be better spent patrolling or honing our skills.
Startled, he blinked and darted his eyes at me. "It's a vice-captain's duty to keep all of our cabinets and bookshelves clean!"
"Why?"
"Er, well..."
As he was speaking, he opened the door to this bookshelf-cabinet hybrid, ready to clean it up, and I screamed.
Like, very loudly. The noise tore out of my throat.
"Tyler, it's okay!" Vice-Captain Cloud hurriedly said.
That didn't help calm my nerves at all when a ghostly limb reached out from the door and grasped the edges. Following that limb came pale skin and wispy cloth and...
Oh, it was Knight-Captain Cloud.
"See? It's just the Captain."
Knight-Captain Cloud didn't say a word. He merely nodded at his vice-captain once he fully climbed out of the bookshelf-cabinet. He dusted himself off, and I thought I felt his vice-captain stiffen at that. But what did I know. I was still in shock, my heart nearly threatening to jump out of my throat.
"Breathe, Tyler!"
I gasped, and then I realized how rude I had been to Knight-Captain Cloud, treating him like a ghost. I quickly bowed to him and raised my head to apologize--
Only to see an empty corridor where Knight-Captain Cloud had just been standing.
"...Where's your captain?" I asked, feeling myself shiver.
"Oh, he often drifts off like that..."
I gripped the dirty rag I had in my hands so tightly that I squeezed the last bits of water out of the nearly dried thing.
Voice stuck, I tried to distract myself by scrubbing the hiding place that Knight-Captain Cloud had vacated. I carefully peered inside at the dark interior, my head spinning. It looked normal enough, just a little dusty.
Don't tell me my captain likes to hide in places like this too?
Maybe I should take up cleaning after all.
The Second Suggestion for Serving Your Captain: Clean All Cabinets (so that Your Captain Will Have the Perfect Getaway)
to be continued
Looks like this fic is turning into a Tyler character study...! The other vice-captains have kind of taken a backseat, haha.
Suggestion #3: Plant New Trees
Fandom: The Legend of Sun Knight
Words: 828
Summary: The vice-captains of the Twelve Holy Knights never thought that their jobs would differ so vastly from their expectations. Tyler has really been missing out.
Notes: Well darn. I was hoping to write this daily, but that doesn't look like it'll be happening because this no longer looks like the innocent crack fic I thought it'd be. *grumbles* Still, there will be crack. 8D;;
Suggestion #1: Get a Girlfriend
Suggestion #2: Clean All Cabinets
My week was turning out strange. Truth to be told, I never mingled much with the other vice-captains. Call me arrogant, fine, but my position had been higher than theirs, and I did more than all of them too.
...With maybe the exception of Adair. I'm not really sure exactly how much he does, but he always looks beat to me. He might as well take over for his captain!
Adair was one of the few vice-captains I actually got along with. There had always been this sort of rift between the other vice-captains and me. Throughout my entire time in the Hell Knight Platoon, I hadn't exactly been "Knight-Captain Hell," nor had I merely been "Vice-Captain Hell."
I had kind of been... in between, and had belonged nowhere. I didn't go on outings with the other vice-captains, and they sort of left me alone without pushing matters. That was how things were supposed to be.
Except now I suddenly seem to be the center of attention. First it was Vice-Captain Storm, and now...
"A moment of your time?" Vice-Captain Cloud asked nervously.
Sighing, I put my sword away. It didn't feel like I would ever get to practice without getting disrupted! "What's the matter?"
The man shuffled over, his eyes trained downward, as if he didn't want to meet my gaze. I narrowed my eyes at his head. He mumbled, "Well, you know, since you haven't done this for long, we thought we'd give you a hand..."
I frowned. No, I don't know. And seriously, who is "we"?
He smiled timidly without clearing anything up for me, eyes only momentarily darting up at me before returning to his...hands.
I followed his gaze, looking down at what he was holding.
"...What's that for?" I asked.
Then, I found a dirty rag shoved into my hands.
Holding my breath so that I wouldn't breathe in any dust, I scrubbed at the inside of an empty cabinet with everything I had. After my furious scrubbing, I turned to the side to gulp in some air.
Beside me, Vice-Captain Cloud was also scrubbing and dusting away at the inside of a cabinet. He had his sleeves rolled up and his hair tied, a bucket full of soapy water next to him. He looked right at home, as if he did this all the time.
Maybe he did? I really didn't know him all that well. And by that I meant that my familiarity with him only extended to how I'd always hear him call out for his captain. "Knight-Captain Cloud! Knight-Captain Cloud! Where are yooouuuuu?" he would keep on shouting over and over. I never thought he cared so deeply about the state of cleanliness of our storage spaces.
After cleaning a countless number of cabinets, we then moved on to bookshelves. I finally couldn't refrain from blurting out my question.
"Why are we doing this?"
We're vice-captains! Not maids or squires!
The more I scrubbed, the more I felt like our time was being wasted. Surely cleaning cabinets was not at all part of our duties when our time could be better spent patrolling or honing our skills.
Startled, he blinked and darted his eyes at me. "It's a vice-captain's duty to keep all of our cabinets and bookshelves clean!"
"Why?"
"Er, well..."
As he was speaking, he opened the door to this bookshelf-cabinet hybrid, ready to clean it up, and I screamed.
Like, very loudly. The noise tore out of my throat.
"Tyler, it's okay!" Vice-Captain Cloud hurriedly said.
That didn't help calm my nerves at all when a ghostly limb reached out from the door and grasped the edges. Following that limb came pale skin and wispy cloth and...
Oh, it was Knight-Captain Cloud.
"See? It's just the Captain."
Knight-Captain Cloud didn't say a word. He merely nodded at his vice-captain once he fully climbed out of the bookshelf-cabinet. He dusted himself off, and I thought I felt his vice-captain stiffen at that. But what did I know. I was still in shock, my heart nearly threatening to jump out of my throat.
"Breathe, Tyler!"
I gasped, and then I realized how rude I had been to Knight-Captain Cloud, treating him like a ghost. I quickly bowed to him and raised my head to apologize--
Only to see an empty corridor where Knight-Captain Cloud had just been standing.
"...Where's your captain?" I asked, feeling myself shiver.
"Oh, he often drifts off like that..."
I gripped the dirty rag I had in my hands so tightly that I squeezed the last bits of water out of the nearly dried thing.
Voice stuck, I tried to distract myself by scrubbing the hiding place that Knight-Captain Cloud had vacated. I carefully peered inside at the dark interior, my head spinning. It looked normal enough, just a little dusty.
Don't tell me my captain likes to hide in places like this too?
Maybe I should take up cleaning after all.
The Second Suggestion for Serving Your Captain: Clean All Cabinets (so that Your Captain Will Have the Perfect Getaway)
to be continued
Looks like this fic is turning into a Tyler character study...! The other vice-captains have kind of taken a backseat, haha.
Suggestion #3: Plant New Trees