[Legend of Sun Knight] fic: Dishonest Honesty Part 4 (discarded version)
For anyone curious, here's part 4 of the discarded version of Dishonest Honesty. I said I would post 4 parts, but I only ever posted 3. So, here's part 4. XD; And that's all I have in a readable state of this fic. This part was actually not very complete, so I tacked on a sort of ending. This could read like a prologue now! :'D;
I still really like the idea of Ceo and Georgo switching places. Will have to write more non-Sun or Judgment centric fics sometime.
Previous part
Dishonest Honesty Part 4: Earth
The first thing I had to do now was get rid of Storm's paperwork. With my arms full of papers, I really couldn't do anything. I mean, look, there were so many fine women around me, yet I couldn't hold any of them around their waists!
Damn paperwork. How has Storm even been able to keep his image while lugging around all this paperwork? I bet everyone thinks he's a paper pusher by now!
Eyes landing on a voluptuous woman before me, I decided to ask, "Babe, have you seen my vice-captain around?"
While asking, I gave her a wink. Winking could get addicting, really. I'd always wanted to try Storm's winks in public. He was truly terrible at them and had never graduated from making them look like his eye was twitching or something instead of winking.
This was how it should be done.
"I think I saw him in the hallway down that way," the babe of a cleric answered and pointed in some direction that better lead to Storm's vice-captain. My arms were getting tired from holding these papers!
Just as I was planning on what I would do if I couldn't find Storm's vice-captain on my own, the cleric laid a hand on my arm, careful not to jostle the papers I held, and looked to have every intention to guide me along.
If my hands weren't full, I'd be pumping the air by now. Bold on top of having an awesome body? Life was awesome.
I bade farewell to all the other ladies by tossing them another wink. I also tossed my head while I was at it... and ended up getting Storm's stupidly long hair stuck.
Ow ow ow!
Why is Storm's hair so stupidly long? What's it caught on?
I tried not to let the pain show on my face - how utterly humiliating would that be? - but I couldn't even turn my head without getting my hair pulled on even more. I had no hands to fix the situation either.
"Lead the way," I quickly said to the cleric who still had her hand on my arm. She didn't seem to think anything was wrong. She nodded and started walking.
I almost stumbled with my first few steps, but the cleric had an iron grip on my arm and was able to help support me. I flashed her a thankful grin. She grinned right back.
As we walked, I continued holding my head in such a way that I was facing her instead of wherever we were walking. I glanced down, trying to figure out what Storm's stupidly long hair had gotten caught on.
But how am I going to figure it out when there's just so much of Storm's hair about? I can't even tell where it ends! Why does Storm keep his hair so unbearably long anyway? With how he has to dye his hair so often to keep it blue, I would have thought that short hair would be much easier to manage.
Maybe I should do him a favor and get him a haircut. It'd lighten his load so much.
"Is something the matter? Or is my chest that interesting?" asked the cleric.
Oh, this one is definitely sassy.
I liked that.
Without thinking, I raised my head to look at her, the action immediately sending me a spike of pain.
"Ow," I gasped before I could stop myself. I involuntarily jerked my head again, hair tugging something shiny up with the motion.
Ah.
Apparently, my hair had gotten stuck on her necklace. She blinked and stared down before she started laughing. She quickly covered her mouth with her other hand.
"I'm sorry, do you need help with that?" she asked, voice muffled by her hand, but that wasn't enough to hide her amusement.
"My dear lady, I would be in your debt if you could help untangle my hair," I declared. I raised the pile of paperwork in my hands to show her my helplessness. I also plastered a deploring look on my face.
She laughed, hand leaving my arm to tinker with her necklace. We continued walking, and she chattered away as we walked. We came across Storm's vice-captain all too soon. He took the papers in my hands without a word. Then, he said, "Captain, the Pope wishes to see you."
Damn, don't tell me I have actual work already?
By now, the words "the Pope wishes to see you" were pretty much synonymous with "Hey, here's another grueling mission you won't get paid enough for." The Pope never had any good news.
But hey, as the Storm Knight, I had every obligation to skip out on the work. Besides, I wasn't Ceo anyway. He could do his job after we returned to ourselves.
"Got it," I said to Storm's vice-captain and tried to wave him away. I had a lady to entertain!
However, he didn't seem to get the hint. He even stepped closer for some reason and said, "Captain, the Pope insists that you see him at your earliest convenience."
With him up in our personal space, the cleric had no choice but to take a step backward. Luckily, she had finished untangling my hair. Otherwise, I'd seriously consider doing a favor for Storm and chopping off some of his hair. Then again, it had been a pretty good excuse for us to walk closely together, so I'll forgive his hair for the moment.
The cleric smiled. "I'll let you be on your way then."
I'd rather not!
I shook my head. "Surely, the Pope would understand my need to be free as the wind. Why don't we go to the courtyard? I hear the flowers are blooming beautifully."
Storm's vice-captain cleared his throat.
The cleric glanced at him, and he nudged himself even more obviously between us. She chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I won't keep your captain from his work." Then, she turned to me. "Have a good day, Storm Knight. It was a pleasure to spend time with you."
After she left, Storm's vice-captain immediately dropped his insistent attitude and instead became a total mother hen. He spun around, eyeing me up and down. "Captain, are you alright?"
Not anymore, not after you practically chased her away!
"She was so close to you just now! Are you really okay?"
...You call that close? She was just standing next to me! Don't tell me Ceo would fall ill just by being in the presence of a girl?
"I'm fine," I forced myself to answer. "Is the Pope actually looking for me?" From what I'd just seen, it could very well be Storm's vice-captain being too smart for his own good, butting in when his help wasn't required.
Storm's vice-captain nodded. "Yes. He said something about a mission out of town."
I yawned. Sounds boring. But whatever. Nothing to do with me.
At the time, I thought I'd be able to skip out on the mission and enjoy the perks of being Storm without doing any of the work. Flirt, laze around, disrupt Sun's plans, switch back. Done.
I never thought I'd have to go on the mission as Storm.
And that I'd have the "Earth Knight" stalking me, watching my every step.
Ceo, do you really trust me so little?
the end :')
Earth and Storm go on the mission while stuck as each other, and Ceo gets to investigate the trinket along the way. That was going to be the gist of the fic. XD The main idea behind the fic still works with Bittersweet Sweetness, but Ceo's sections here would need revamping.
Anyway, this was a discarded idea for a sequel. Too much work. But what I have completed of this fic is actually longer than some of my current works in progress. I really have too many incomplete fics. =/
While Bittersweet Sweetness is over, I actually have some more headcanon related to the universe that you'll see popping up. Should be fun!
(Now, to continue chipping away at all my fics~)
I still really like the idea of Ceo and Georgo switching places. Will have to write more non-Sun or Judgment centric fics sometime.
Previous part
Dishonest Honesty Part 4: Earth
The first thing I had to do now was get rid of Storm's paperwork. With my arms full of papers, I really couldn't do anything. I mean, look, there were so many fine women around me, yet I couldn't hold any of them around their waists!
Damn paperwork. How has Storm even been able to keep his image while lugging around all this paperwork? I bet everyone thinks he's a paper pusher by now!
Eyes landing on a voluptuous woman before me, I decided to ask, "Babe, have you seen my vice-captain around?"
While asking, I gave her a wink. Winking could get addicting, really. I'd always wanted to try Storm's winks in public. He was truly terrible at them and had never graduated from making them look like his eye was twitching or something instead of winking.
This was how it should be done.
"I think I saw him in the hallway down that way," the babe of a cleric answered and pointed in some direction that better lead to Storm's vice-captain. My arms were getting tired from holding these papers!
Just as I was planning on what I would do if I couldn't find Storm's vice-captain on my own, the cleric laid a hand on my arm, careful not to jostle the papers I held, and looked to have every intention to guide me along.
If my hands weren't full, I'd be pumping the air by now. Bold on top of having an awesome body? Life was awesome.
I bade farewell to all the other ladies by tossing them another wink. I also tossed my head while I was at it... and ended up getting Storm's stupidly long hair stuck.
Ow ow ow!
Why is Storm's hair so stupidly long? What's it caught on?
I tried not to let the pain show on my face - how utterly humiliating would that be? - but I couldn't even turn my head without getting my hair pulled on even more. I had no hands to fix the situation either.
"Lead the way," I quickly said to the cleric who still had her hand on my arm. She didn't seem to think anything was wrong. She nodded and started walking.
I almost stumbled with my first few steps, but the cleric had an iron grip on my arm and was able to help support me. I flashed her a thankful grin. She grinned right back.
As we walked, I continued holding my head in such a way that I was facing her instead of wherever we were walking. I glanced down, trying to figure out what Storm's stupidly long hair had gotten caught on.
But how am I going to figure it out when there's just so much of Storm's hair about? I can't even tell where it ends! Why does Storm keep his hair so unbearably long anyway? With how he has to dye his hair so often to keep it blue, I would have thought that short hair would be much easier to manage.
Maybe I should do him a favor and get him a haircut. It'd lighten his load so much.
"Is something the matter? Or is my chest that interesting?" asked the cleric.
Oh, this one is definitely sassy.
I liked that.
Without thinking, I raised my head to look at her, the action immediately sending me a spike of pain.
"Ow," I gasped before I could stop myself. I involuntarily jerked my head again, hair tugging something shiny up with the motion.
Ah.
Apparently, my hair had gotten stuck on her necklace. She blinked and stared down before she started laughing. She quickly covered her mouth with her other hand.
"I'm sorry, do you need help with that?" she asked, voice muffled by her hand, but that wasn't enough to hide her amusement.
"My dear lady, I would be in your debt if you could help untangle my hair," I declared. I raised the pile of paperwork in my hands to show her my helplessness. I also plastered a deploring look on my face.
She laughed, hand leaving my arm to tinker with her necklace. We continued walking, and she chattered away as we walked. We came across Storm's vice-captain all too soon. He took the papers in my hands without a word. Then, he said, "Captain, the Pope wishes to see you."
Damn, don't tell me I have actual work already?
By now, the words "the Pope wishes to see you" were pretty much synonymous with "Hey, here's another grueling mission you won't get paid enough for." The Pope never had any good news.
But hey, as the Storm Knight, I had every obligation to skip out on the work. Besides, I wasn't Ceo anyway. He could do his job after we returned to ourselves.
"Got it," I said to Storm's vice-captain and tried to wave him away. I had a lady to entertain!
However, he didn't seem to get the hint. He even stepped closer for some reason and said, "Captain, the Pope insists that you see him at your earliest convenience."
With him up in our personal space, the cleric had no choice but to take a step backward. Luckily, she had finished untangling my hair. Otherwise, I'd seriously consider doing a favor for Storm and chopping off some of his hair. Then again, it had been a pretty good excuse for us to walk closely together, so I'll forgive his hair for the moment.
The cleric smiled. "I'll let you be on your way then."
I'd rather not!
I shook my head. "Surely, the Pope would understand my need to be free as the wind. Why don't we go to the courtyard? I hear the flowers are blooming beautifully."
Storm's vice-captain cleared his throat.
The cleric glanced at him, and he nudged himself even more obviously between us. She chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I won't keep your captain from his work." Then, she turned to me. "Have a good day, Storm Knight. It was a pleasure to spend time with you."
After she left, Storm's vice-captain immediately dropped his insistent attitude and instead became a total mother hen. He spun around, eyeing me up and down. "Captain, are you alright?"
Not anymore, not after you practically chased her away!
"She was so close to you just now! Are you really okay?"
...You call that close? She was just standing next to me! Don't tell me Ceo would fall ill just by being in the presence of a girl?
"I'm fine," I forced myself to answer. "Is the Pope actually looking for me?" From what I'd just seen, it could very well be Storm's vice-captain being too smart for his own good, butting in when his help wasn't required.
Storm's vice-captain nodded. "Yes. He said something about a mission out of town."
I yawned. Sounds boring. But whatever. Nothing to do with me.
At the time, I thought I'd be able to skip out on the mission and enjoy the perks of being Storm without doing any of the work. Flirt, laze around, disrupt Sun's plans, switch back. Done.
I never thought I'd have to go on the mission as Storm.
And that I'd have the "Earth Knight" stalking me, watching my every step.
Ceo, do you really trust me so little?
the end :')
Earth and Storm go on the mission while stuck as each other, and Ceo gets to investigate the trinket along the way. That was going to be the gist of the fic. XD The main idea behind the fic still works with Bittersweet Sweetness, but Ceo's sections here would need revamping.
Anyway, this was a discarded idea for a sequel. Too much work. But what I have completed of this fic is actually longer than some of my current works in progress. I really have too many incomplete fics. =/
While Bittersweet Sweetness is over, I actually have some more headcanon related to the universe that you'll see popping up. Should be fun!
(Now, to continue chipping away at all my fics~)