sparklecryptid:“So,” Noctis says, lookin
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sparklecryptid:
“So,” Noctis says, looking like the little shit he is, “How’s life?”
Ace narrows his eyes at the pudding cup Noctis is holding like it’s the Ring itself.
“Noctis,” Ace warns.
“You see, I have this idea. But I need you to help with it,” Noctis continues seemingly oblivious to Ace’s irritation, “What if you were the one to break the news to Dad?”
Ace pauses.
It sounds like- fun to put it mildly. And exactly the kind of harmless vindictiveness that Ace is good at.
“Give me the pudding,” Ace says, “And we’ll talk.”
-
Regis wakes up.
Regis wakes up and there’s a man singing softly to him. The song is familiar, one he hasn’t heard in years.
Regis wakes up, and sees silver eyes staring back at him.
“Hi, Dad,” the man says and Regis wheezes as his magic recognizes the other man as his.
In the background, Noctis cackles.
hamelin-born:
sparklecryptid aniseandspearmint
Oh, poor, poor Regis. I honestly have to wonder if he even know he has more then one son at this point - he’s the oldest of the Lucis Caelums present, after all, with various Ring- and Wall-induced health issues, and the sickness probably hit him the hardest.
Noctis, after gleefully indulging in his newly discovered little-brother-ness, complete with ALL THE IRRITATION, plots Greeting 2.0, the Dad Version. He needs to come up with the perfect zinger when his - their - dad wakes up.
He also bribes Ace with his pudding cup to be the one to break the news that Ace = Regis’s bastard son to their dad.
sparklecryptid:
aniseandspearmint
I’m laughing at the mental image of Noctis just sitting there, looking at his previously unknown brother and going ’ what should I say to him when he wakes up? Welcome to the family. Just a simple hello? Hmmm. What if I combine a greeting with the fact I know he’s my brother yes that’s Perfect.’
Ace stares at Noctis. Stares at the shit eating look at Noctis’ face and thinks ‘What a little shit.’
“You know what?” Ace says, “Fuck you too, little brother.”
In the bed next to Noctis, Regis snores.
sparklecryptid
And - well. On a tangentially related note? I just have the sudden mental image of Ardyn getting sick - which very much surprises him. He’s already the host for the Scourge, the most devastating pandemic in the history of Eos - but he has a cold as well? Inconceivable. (It’s probably because of the sicknesses association with LCs and That Fucking Crystal.
Ace, for one, is - well, both concerned for Ardyn, and quietly happy that he’s on the other side of the world at the moment. Because Ardyn is that person when he gets sick. If Ace was vaguely well and in the same time zone as Ardyn, he would have been conscripted into fluffing Ardyn’s pillow, getting him a series of bubbly drinks, providing entertainment, getting him a glass of water, getting him another glass of water, this time with ice, doing the household chores - you get the picture.
Basically, Arden goes Full Diva when he comes down with a cold - partially because of his sheer unfamiliarity with being sick after so many years, partially because of his own trollish nature. Ace is - quietly happy that his Uncle has an entire retinue of Imperial Servants he can order around to his whim.
Ardyn, via phone call to Ace: Aether. I’m sick. I’m sick, Aether. Aether, my head is scratchy on the inside. Aether. Aether?
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sparklecryptid:
“So,” Noctis says, looking like the little shit he is, “How’s life?”
Ace narrows his eyes at the pudding cup Noctis is holding like it’s the Ring itself.
“Noctis,” Ace warns.
“You see, I have this idea. But I need you to help with it,” Noctis continues seemingly oblivious to Ace’s irritation, “What if you were the one to break the news to Dad?”
Ace pauses.
It sounds like- fun to put it mildly. And exactly the kind of harmless vindictiveness that Ace is good at.
“Give me the pudding,” Ace says, “And we’ll talk.”
-
Regis wakes up.
Regis wakes up and there’s a man singing softly to him. The song is familiar, one he hasn’t heard in years.
Regis wakes up, and sees silver eyes staring back at him.
“Hi, Dad,” the man says and Regis wheezes as his magic recognizes the other man as his.
In the background, Noctis cackles.
hamelin-born:
sparklecryptid aniseandspearmintOh, poor, poor Regis. I honestly have to wonder if he even know he has more then one son at this point - he’s the oldest of the Lucis Caelums present, after all, with various Ring- and Wall-induced health issues, and the sickness probably hit him the hardest.
Noctis, after gleefully indulging in his newly discovered little-brother-ness, complete with ALL THE IRRITATION, plots Greeting 2.0, the Dad Version. He needs to come up with the perfect zinger when his - their - dad wakes up.
He also bribes Ace with his pudding cup to be the one to break the news that Ace = Regis’s bastard son to their dad.
sparklecryptid:
aniseandspearmintI’m laughing at the mental image of Noctis just sitting there, looking at his previously unknown brother and going ’ what should I say to him when he wakes up? Welcome to the family. Just a simple hello? Hmmm. What if I combine a greeting with the fact I know he’s my brother yes that’s Perfect.’
Ace stares at Noctis. Stares at the shit eating look at Noctis’ face and thinks ‘What a little shit.’
“You know what?” Ace says, “Fuck you too, little brother.”
In the bed next to Noctis, Regis snores.
sparklecryptidAnd - well. On a tangentially related note? I just have the sudden mental image of Ardyn getting sick - which very much surprises him. He’s already the host for the Scourge, the most devastating pandemic in the history of Eos - but he has a cold as well? Inconceivable. (It’s probably because of the sicknesses association with LCs and That Fucking Crystal.
Ace, for one, is - well, both concerned for Ardyn, and quietly happy that he’s on the other side of the world at the moment. Because Ardyn is that person when he gets sick. If Ace was vaguely well and in the same time zone as Ardyn, he would have been conscripted into fluffing Ardyn’s pillow, getting him a series of bubbly drinks, providing entertainment, getting him a glass of water, getting him another glass of water, this time with ice, doing the household chores - you get the picture.
Basically, Arden goes Full Diva when he comes down with a cold - partially because of his sheer unfamiliarity with being sick after so many years, partially because of his own trollish nature. Ace is - quietly happy that his Uncle has an entire retinue of Imperial Servants he can order around to his whim.
Ardyn, via phone call to Ace: Aether. I’m sick. I’m sick, Aether. Aether, my head is scratchy on the inside. Aether. Aether?
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