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Like FamilyLina looked over the small items she had placed on the table. "Let's see, Mama should like the fishbone comb I found her and Papa should like the dagger, but I still have no idea what to send to Luna." Lina sighed as she ran her hand through her hair.
Luna was always hard to find a present for. It wasn't that she was picky, on the contary she was quite content with what she had, and that was the problem. It was hard to find something she actually needed or wanted. "Why couldn't I have been an only child?" Lina grumbled. "At least the winter festival isn't for another week back home."
Gourry frowned as he drank a swig of his ale. "The winter festival, I thought that was at the end of the month?"
Lina shook her head. "Most countries it is, but we celebrate it in the middle of the month in Zefielia."
Lina closed her eyes in thought and snagged another bite of Gourry's bread before she tackled he
Slayers Gears PrologueRezo the Red Priest's fingers drummed loudly on the table. He stared at his notes, ignoring the way his legs were feeling numb from sitting in the same spot for the last two hours. Strangers would be shocked to find him reading, since it was widely known that Rezo had been blind since birth. Few people knew that Rezo was able to use his magic sight to read like any regular person. He could trace the shapes and read the ink letters with his magic, but his was still surrounded in darkness. It didn't satisfy his yearning to see the world with his own eyes.
A chilling wind blew in through the window. The Red Priest shivered and wrapped his robe tighter. The last thing he wanted was to freeze in the cold air.
Rezo scowled. Just when he thought he might be able to make serious progress on a cure to his blindness, his grandson had to pull this stunt. Not that he blamed the boy, but t
Slayers Gears Chapter 1Why Did I Hire You?
3 Months Later
Lina climbed the basement stairs, wiping the dirt off her overalls. "The pipes are fixed Mrs. Jenkins. They should work fine now."
The plump woman poked her head out of the kitchen. "Oh, thank you, dear." She handed Lina a clean towel as she wiped her own hands on her apron. "The pipe just burst this morning and with Henry gone for the weekend I had no clue what to do." Mrs. Jenkins smiled. "Thank heavens, we have such a reliable plumber."
Lina twitched, but she collected her tools and attempted a fake smile. "Mrs. Jenkins, we've been through this. I do repairs, but I'm not a plumber OR a handyman, I'm an inventor-"
"Yes, yes," Mrs. Jenkins said, fetching her purse, which told Lina she wasn't paying attention. "Here's your payment, dear."
As soon as the coins touched her fingers, her irritation vanished. Lina felt ten times b
Slayers Gears Chapter 2Chapter 2
Fix A Broken Heart?
"Lina, what was that about?"
Lina marched to the backroom. "Nothing you have to worry about."
Gourry grabbed her by the shoulder. "Don't give me that! That guy was threatening you, and I want to know why!"
"It's none of your business," Lina snapped, brushing his hand away. "It's safer for you if you don't know."
"Lina, I'm working for you, I have the right to know." He folded his arms. "Besides, what kind of man would I be if I ignored a lady who's obviously in trouble?"
"I'm a big girl, Gourry, I can take care of myself."
The mechanic frowned and gently placed both hands on her shoulders. "Lina, please, I want to help. Tell me what's going on. They say two heads are better than three."
Lina sighed. "That's 'better than one', Gourry." She tapped her foot, staring at the floor. She couldn't blame him for wanting to know.
Season of MemoriesFall was Amelia's favorite season. Yes, it was often chilly, but there was a crispness in the air and she just adored the colours the leaves would change into. As a child, she used to collect them and keep them in a small box. Of course, they would eventually disintegrate and she'd get a scolding from the maids for making a mess, but she felt that was a worthy sacrifice to make.
The group was passing through a small town that was getting ready for a harvest festival that evening. As soon as Lina heard this, she insisted on staying since, as she put it, "Only a fool would turn down free food!" Gourry happily agreed with her.
Amelia didn't mind, although Zelgadis was strangely quiet during the conversation. He just seemed to nod as he drank his tea and stared out of the tavern window. He didn't care for festivals and Amelia had half expected him to argue that they didn't have time to waste while there was resear
How About A HugZelgadis was never a hugger. He could handle a handshake and even a pat on the back, but he was never a hugger. Zelgadis had given hugs often as a child, but he grew out of that quickly.
It completely died out when he was turned into a chimera. Of course, there was Amelia. She would always greet any family or close friend with a giant sized bear hug. There was no doubt she had inherited this trait from her father.
So, along with Lina and Gourry, whenever he met up with Amelia, she would smile happily and greet him with a hug.
He'd always felt awkward about it, but as soon as he would about to tell her to not do it anymore the words would vanish. There was something about Amelia's puppy-dog eyes that made it hard to tell her no regarding things like this.
Strangely enough, over time, it began to feel natural. He certainly would never start hugging random strangers, but with Amelia it was fine. Zelgadis wasn't sure why, but he found himself enjoying her warmth as soon as she touched him.
That Colour Is You"Oh, Miss Lina, look at this dress!"
"That's cute. Hey, look! There's a belt that goes with it!"
Zelgadis sighed and exchanged a bored look with Gourry from his seat. He wasn't sure if two or three hours had passed since they had entered the dress shop. They had been on their way to the library, when Lina had spotted the "Everything is 50 percent off sign" in the window.
Within ten seconds the girls dragged the boys inside so they could try on some dresses. Zelgadis was bored to tears, and it did not help matters that it was getting close to noon. If he didn't get a cup of tea soon, he might just try going on a Lina-like like rampage himself.
"Zel," Gourry asked. "Why do they need us here?"
"Because they apparently want our opinions," Zelgadis replied bitterly.
"Yeah," Gourry nodded. "But when I told Lina to try on the green dress, she went with the yellow one." He folded his arms and fro
Snow FightNama's ears twitched as she pawed at the snow and licked it. Zack and Lori giggled as they watched her. It was first time the dog had ever seen snow and they didn't realize how fun it would be to watch her reactions.
Zack bent down and began to roll a snowball in his hands. "Here, Nama, catch!"
Nama raised her head as Zack threw the ball in the air. On instict, Nama leaped and snapped her jaws into it. As the snow spilled and clung to her fur in various directions, Nama licked her lips and tilted her head.
Lori laughed loudly. "Hey, let's show her how to make a snow angel."
"Can dogs make snow angels?" Zack asked unsure.
Lori rolled her eyes. "Of course not, we haven't taught her how yet."
"Hey! Are you two going to help with this snow fort or not!" Rowen yelled crossly as he patted more snow on his wall. "I can't build this thing by myself."
Off to the side where t
Gift IdeasAmelia sighed as she grasped her mug of hot tea. "I'm stumped Miss Lina, I can't think of a good winter gift for Zelgadis."
Lina munched on her biscuit. She didn't understand why Amelia was so distraught. Amelia and Zelgadis had been married for almost a year now, heck Gourry and herself had been married for two. Coming up with gift ideas shouldn't be that hard.
"What's the big deal, you've given Zel winter gifts before."
"Yes, but this is our first winter as a married couple, so I want it to be special." She leaned over the table. "What did you give Mister Gourry for your first winter gift together?"
Lina scratched her cheek. "Um...just a new sword and he got me a necklace, but we didn't make a huge deal of it."
Amelia frowned and rested her head on her hands. "I even asked Miss Martina for advice."
Lina choked. "You asked Martina?!"
"She and Zangulus have been married for a few years,"
Slayers - Stop, Look, and ListenStop, Look & Listen.
Xellos had been trying unsuccessfully for the last several hours to get Filia to look at him.
Ah, but putting it that way made it sound rather unfairly pathetic. The current state of affairs, with his outwardly nonchalant efforts to turn her gaze his way being thwarted by her insistence on looking at such things as tree bark, dirt, and animal dung (elements that she would most likely insist were much more worthy of her attention than he was), was not the way this whole thing had started. No this campaign had begun not with failure, but with unexpected success.
That morning had run much like any other morningwith a lengthy breakfast served at the inn they'd stayed at. Lina had been complaining about her latest efforts to destroy her sleep cycle by staying up all night looking through as much Outer World literature as she could find concerning magical items, Zelgadis, who had been doing just as much research, complained about how much Lina was comp
House of Secrets, Part 1A/N: Happy Halloween, folks! Here's part 1 of a Xellos/Filia fic that AmberPalette and I have been working on together. Part 1 is from Filia's perspective and written by me and part 2 is from Xellos's perspective and written by AmberPalette. The link to part two will be posted in the description.
House of Secrets
Part 1. Filia's Perspective.
It wasn't even as though it was a particularly scary house. It was well, maybe a little imposing, but only in the way that really big houses always are. It didn't have any of the features that I'd have expected on a haunted houseno crushing façade, no prowling gargoyles on the roof, no windows that looked suspiciously like faces apparently Jacob Grogan, the head of the merchant empire family that had first commissioned the house, had decided that he didn't want his family living in a gothic cathedral, so the architects had opted for something a little less fashionable and a little more rustic. It was most
Slayers - Chaos: Creator and DestroyerChaos: Creator and Destroyer.
Xellos reflected, as he watched Filia scrubbing away at a stack of dishes and pointedly turned away every time she whipped around to glare at him, that between them, the humans and the dragons had come up with many colorful nicknames for the monster race. Let's see there was 'the enemies of all who live,' 'the demon race,' 'creatures from the darkest void,' 'scum' (one of Filia's favorites) and yes, 'the agents of chaos.' Xellos was considering that last one because, though fair enough, it wasn't nearly as straightforward as it sounded.
'Chaos' had multiple definitionsmultiple contradictory definitions that somehow managed to be true all at once.
Discord was an easy one, he supposed. Easy enough to define and easy enough to appreciate, at least at first. It was like that stack of plates on the counter that Filia was chipping away at. So neatly placed one on top of the otherso organized. But what a clatter
Slayers - Letters Never SentLetters Never Sent
"I'm heading out after breakfast," Seyruun Castle's postmaster announced, poking his head into the great hall where the royal officials ate shoulder to shoulder with the castle staff as a show of brotherhood, equality, and good-will (not to mention a great savings in space). "Any post?"
There was a squeak of a chair being hurriedly pushed out as Princess Amelia tossed her napkin onto her plate. "Just a second," she said and got up.
"I know I have a pile around somewhere," Prince Philionel said, shuffling uncomfortably from the seat next to the one his daughter had just vacated.
"The ones on your desk?" the postmaster prompted kindly, giving the princess a smile as she sped past him.
Prince Phil snapped his fingers and pointed at the postmaster. "Those were the ones!"
"Already got them," the postmaster said confidently, patting his mailbag.
"Good man!" Phil congratulated and promptly returned his attention to his hearty, artery-clogging breakfast.
Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 2Chapter 2. Unexpected Obstacles.
Sunday, February 27st.
Park Bench. 1:24 pm.
It's a trial is what it is!
I was told before I left the temple that the outside world was full of temptations that could pull even the most virtuous dragon from the path of right, but I suppose I never paid too much attention I just thought how bad could it really be?
It turns out quite bad.
I guess that makes it sound worse than it actually is. The outside world isn't really tempting in a blatantly sinful, debaucheries on every corner kind of way. That would have been easy to resist. It's tempting in a more down to earth, subtle, paradoxically harder to resist kind of way.
Human culture is just so full of distractions!
I mean, really! Parkways, theatres, music, sporting events, restaurants that sell every kind of food imaginable (and unimaginable), and everywhere it's stores, stores, stores! How do humans ever manage to get anything important done wi
The Smallest Touch"Hey, Mister! Look out!"
Zelgadis sighed. He was looking, alright. Amelia had made it quite clear that he really couldn't not look. Why he was stuck babysitting a bunch of kids he didn't even know was beyond him, but when it was Amelia asking- well, what was he supposed to say?
With barely any reaction, he reached out and caught the small ball in one hand and tossed it back over to the kids. "Be careful where you hit that ball, would you?"
"Sorry!" a familiar voice called. Zelgadis looked up to respond, but the kids were already chattering amongst themselves.
"Geez; you're so bad at this, Zara!" "Well, at least he doesn't swing like a girl!" "Who swings like a girl? Not me!" "What's this about girls? The girls swing better than most of the boys!"
There was an outbreak of friendly bickering, and Zelgadis sighed, wondering whether or not he should break it up. He got up and walked across the field.
"Hey, hey- what's all this about?"
The kids all looked up at him, an a
Slayers Truth and Dare part 1Everyone was huddled around the campfire. Lina and Gourry had eaten all of the food. While Gourry slept against a summer tree, the group were unable to sleep, and they were board out of their minds.
"GAHHH!" Lina cried out, disturbing the silence. "What we gonna do then? We've got nothing to talk about, we're out of food, and we can't sleep. Anybody got any ideas?"
"Well we could for starters get rid of Xellos!" Filia demanded, glaring up at the monster who was sitting above her on a tree branch.
"Well that was incredibly rude. You should learn to control you manners, as well as your temper!" Xellos smiled, making Filia turn red with anger. As Filia reached down to grab her mace, Amelia jumped up saying "please, Miss Filia, Mr Xellos, can you please not fight and try and get along!"
Xellos and Filia didn't say a word, but glared at each other. "I've got an idea. Have you guys ever heard of a game called truth and dare?" Amelia asked.
"Yeah....." everyone replied. Xellos didn
To Live Another Day 18To Live Another Day
Episode Eighteen: Going In Circles
Filia hurried down the stairs outside of the north dome. In her haste, she tripped over her own feet, her eyes catching sight of something or someone at the base of the stairs before her attention went to the arm that was suddenly around her waist. She looked back at Xellos, who was standing behind her, stopping her from falling head first down the stairs. "You tripped me," she accused with little energy.
The once crowded area in front of the north dome was deserted. All those who wished to go to the ball were inside and those who wished to leave early were gone. The ones that stayed until the end would not leave in the middle of the fireworks display, thus Xellos and Filia were alone, except for that suspicious person on the bottom of the stairs slowly making his way up leaving a rather nasty trail of blood on each step. It didn't look like he had fallen down the stairs though.
"No I didn't," Xellos stated simply as a delayed resp
To Live Another Day 17To Live Another Day
Episode Seventeen: A Small Step Forward
"Why do I get the feeling that this might be troublesome?" Zelgadis' worry about Lina and Gourry's unexpected marriage was quickly disregarded by Amelia.
"Oh, don't worry about them," the Seyruun princess smiled with a starry eyed expression. "As long as there's love, that's all that matters." She sighed deeply, her expression gaining a clearer hint of hope. "One day I want to be a bride too."
Zelgadis blushed, but mentally told himself that Amelia couldn't possibly be hinting at anything. She was just talking about the far away future and not thinking about any specific prospective groom.
Seeing as Zelgadis wasn't going to say anything, Amelia scanned the area for a table that was being replenished with food that would hopefully last longer, since the gluttonous newlyweds were gone. "How about a snack?"
"Yes, that sounds good," Zelgadis happily followed Amelia towards the table, occupied mostly in his own thoughts.
Slayers Challenge Candle PromptAs a youth, Zelgadis had always thought candlelight brought out the beauty in anything. Even an empty bottle of wine could suddenly appear more romantic next to the gentle blaze of the candle. Zelgadis was not a romantic at heart, but he could not deny that the small candle on the table caused the sleeping Amelia to look quite beautiful.
They had spent the last two days researching the town's library for a cure for him. He hadn't even realized how late it actually was until he had entered Amelia's room and found her sleeping at the small table.
Amelia had told him to come see her as soon as he discovered anything new, but Zelgadis did not have the heart to wake her. Now that he thought of it, she had been staying up as late as he had been, so Amelia probably hadn't slept much for the past couple of days.
He quietly set his notes on the table and brushed the hair away from her eyes. The flame flickered as Amelia stirred and shifted
The Curious and Peculiar Tale of the Simonov TwinsThe Curious and Peculiarly Tragic Tale of the Simonov Twins
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