[asbel+hubert] table #002: prompt #039 hard
Title: Peeking
Author: Icys
Claim: table #002: prompt #039 (Hard)
Genre: Family
Rating:PG
Word Count: 251
Summary: Hubert's trying to be gentleman. Asbel's being a good brother as always.
Note: No proofreader again. And there's no big spoiler in here. The idea was come from one obvious skit chat and Sudare-san's art.
In every battle he had with the girls in party, he tended to avert his gaze from them
when they were performing the artes, which resulted in him getting ganged up on by
monsters. Seeing him worn out like this only made him worried.
"What were you thinking, Hubert?" His brother sighed while sitting besides him.
"As a soldier, I shouldn't take advantage of them in the battlefield." He adjusted
his glasses, casting a healing spell.
"I suppose it had something to do with Cheria's skirt you've mentioned it's too short earlier?"
He flinched and glared dagger at his own brother. Asbel chuckled. "Perhaps you need
to learn more about manners, Nii-san."
"Could it be Pascal's legs then?"
"T-That's nonsense! Why would I look at her legs!? -- More importantly, you should be
ashamed of yourself saying stuff like that!"
Sometimes he forgot how serious he could be. Thus, Asbel sighed again and raised
hands up in defeat. "Hey I'm just trying to help, you know. They certainly know
you're not that kind of guy."
"..."
"Just loosen up. Okay?"
"I think I'm fine with the way I am now. Thank you."
Oh. His brother also forgot how stubborn he can be, too. "Yeah, yeah.
Not looking at your party and getting beat up by a bunch of monsters."
"I'll be more careful next time."
"Have it your way, then" Asbel laughed, ruffling his hair. "But I'm not gonna let you
out of my sight again. Who knows what's the next thing you might run into."
He swatted his brother's hand away, but with a tiny smile on his face.
"Definitely not Rock Gargan, Nii-san."
Author: Icys
Claim: table #002: prompt #039 (Hard)
Genre: Family
Rating:PG
Word Count: 251
Summary: Hubert's trying to be gentleman. Asbel's being a good brother as always.
Note: No proofreader again. And there's no big spoiler in here. The idea was come from one obvious skit chat and Sudare-san's art.
In every battle he had with the girls in party, he tended to avert his gaze from them
when they were performing the artes, which resulted in him getting ganged up on by
monsters. Seeing him worn out like this only made him worried.
"What were you thinking, Hubert?" His brother sighed while sitting besides him.
"As a soldier, I shouldn't take advantage of them in the battlefield." He adjusted
his glasses, casting a healing spell.
"I suppose it had something to do with Cheria's skirt you've mentioned it's too short earlier?"
He flinched and glared dagger at his own brother. Asbel chuckled. "Perhaps you need
to learn more about manners, Nii-san."
"Could it be Pascal's legs then?"
"T-That's nonsense! Why would I look at her legs!? -- More importantly, you should be
ashamed of yourself saying stuff like that!"
Sometimes he forgot how serious he could be. Thus, Asbel sighed again and raised
hands up in defeat. "Hey I'm just trying to help, you know. They certainly know
you're not that kind of guy."
"..."
"Just loosen up. Okay?"
"I think I'm fine with the way I am now. Thank you."
Oh. His brother also forgot how stubborn he can be, too. "Yeah, yeah.
Not looking at your party and getting beat up by a bunch of monsters."
"I'll be more careful next time."
"Have it your way, then" Asbel laughed, ruffling his hair. "But I'm not gonna let you
out of my sight again. Who knows what's the next thing you might run into."
He swatted his brother's hand away, but with a tiny smile on his face.
"Definitely not Rock Gargan, Nii-san."