Belost the Watcher

A Belost and Rain Drabble

“Belost... I... I cannot handle-” “You gotta apricot... We’re... almost there.” “It is... t-too much! I-I!” “Rain!”

DING DING DING!

‘And the winners of the Ultimate Spice Challenge, your reigning champions, King Doran and Queen Ellienor! Let’s give a hand for Levonive’s Golden Angel and his other-worldly friend for putting up a fantastic fight!’ Cheers erupted from the crowd while the King and Queen were simply wiping their mouths. ‘Ho ho, better luck next time, Rainald.’ ‘Hm hm~ Well fought you two, well fought. Maybe next time~’ The Royal Couple would march away proud while Belost let out a sigh and shook his head. Next to him, the poor knight was laying his head on the table, eyes closed, and a low whine. “Welp... I appreciate you bringing me in for the assist, honestly, I was shocked just how hot the food here could get but uh... looks like I wasn’t the one who was strugglin, ey bud?”

Another whine, softer while the crowd dispersed. Rainald’s legendary losing streak would continue...

Deciding that the wound of another defeat was enough, even with his new ascended self, the space man would go over and lift Rain right up onto his back. “C’mon, let’s get some ice cream. It should help with the biggest spices”

A brief moment was had as Belost FELT Rain’s stomach disagreeing with the spicy feast. “Ooooooooo.... Ssssssssss Yeaaaaa... Maybe ice cream AND something for your gutty-works.” Another whine and low noise of pain was the response. A laugh was let out. “Fine fine, orange sherbet and medicine. I think I saw a store somewhere around here...”

It did not take long for the two to manage to find a place to take a moment and ‘recover’. Rain was placed in a seat while Belost got what was needed before returning to his friend. “Now do I need to feed you orrrrrr....? Cause I will.” A hand almost snatched the spoon and began downing the food like he’d been starved for days. A brief pause was given to swallow the medicine, a face being made before it was finished, and then further inhaling. Once finished, he sat back against the seat and let out a sigh. ”...I thought-” “You thought ascending, or whatever happened to you, would make you more durable to spices, right?” Rain pouted... but nodded. “I’m shocked that you didn’t test something like this first...” The pout grew. “Ooorrrr... you couldn’t, because it was coming up and-” “And I took a gamble and lost.” Rubbing his cheeks while groaning. “I am going to feel this tomorrow...” Noises from his stomach. “Ooooggg... and maybe tonight... but uh... Thanks...”

Belost raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Oh? Thanks for what?” Rain returned the smirk and threw a playful punch to his arm. “Do not push it, you. I got a dragon friend who might be able to handle it next time otherwise.” Snickering before holding his hands up. “Alright, alright. Still, you gonna be alright?” “I will be fine, but again, thank you. I would not mind hanging out and going to find more spots to dine at with you.” “Oh ho? Asking me on a date? How bold~” The knight rolled his eyes before chuckling. “Pull it back, you.”

//Hope ya liked the drabble. Nice and 'spicy' :P

"And just snipping out that opening paragraph."

Birthday horn time! This time it's for @heartshardslaw

"I'd set up shop back on this crappy little planet the Empire was invading- the government sometimes likes to hire me to run guns out to rebels on planets they're trying to conquer. I like to stick around when the troops aren't far behind. I know what soldiers want when they're going to be stuck in a FOB and they all know they're getting combat pay. Lots of money to be made there.

Pretty sure if you know Belost you know he's not the sort of guy you just forget. Not to mention when a guy comes in and buys three pairs of high end boots before an invasion starts... it gets your attention. Thought he was some dumbass trying to resell them at first up until I found out he was a Tracker. Then it all made sense.

Anyway, I liked him well enough. Met a few guys like him before. They might get on your nerves now and then but they're the ones who keep you from wanting to blow your brains out when you're stuck on deployment- so I guess he just reminded me of some old friends.

It's the birthday trumpet yet again!

This time for @thekavseklabs

Rain rolled his eyes before going over the planting a small kiss to Belost's cheeks. "Unfortunately for you, I have grown quite a bit and showing chaste acts of affection towards those I consider friends is no longer a source of discomfort." A pause. "Just do not push your luck, mister." Smirking before throwing a playful punch to his friend's shoulder.

He chuckled at the kiss and slunk an arm around his friend to hold him to his side.

"Push my luck? Do you know who you're talking to? This is the Belost we're talking about. I don't need to push my luck because my luck is infinite. It's kind of like my charm in that way if you think about it."

When you're staging a rebellion then suddenly hear the Red Alert 2 OST getting closer

"Left-over talent from a long time ago. Can take a galra out of the Trackers but you can't take the Tracker out of the galra."