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He holds up Jaskier’s palm and presses a small box into it.

|| FFXIV write - 2020

|| Prompt #26 - When Pigs Fly

|| MSQ ShB

|| Kirishimi and Thancred

|| words - 553

|| Oh the joys of being friends with Kirishimi

The note had settled deep in her wallet. A worn, tattered piece of paper with scribbled ink that was sure to be faded. But she was glad to have kept it all this time, useless as it was.

"Thancred!" Kiri hollered across the courtyard of the Crystarium, jogging to catch up to the man in question making his rounds.

Ashened hair swept across his brow as he turned toward the voice, pausing and folding his arms as she approached. A hum of an airy chuckle fell from his smiling lips. "Come to badger me while I work?"

"Absolutely." She retorted immediately, grinning as if the Cheshire itself had possessed her. "Do ya' recall when we were in Ishgard-"

Thancred's smile faltered a moment.

"-You bet me a million gil-"

Before she could continue, Thancred threw up both hands defensively. "Dare I say, I don't like where this is headed." He shook his head. "Yes, I do quite remember how you eagerly vaulted to the top of the highest tower in Ishgard and proceeded to pass out in a drunk stupor until Ser Aymeric and Lucia found you."

Thancred pinched the bridge of his nose and blew out a sigh of frustration. If Aymeric hadn't been so soft for her during their stay, he would have found it only appropriate she freeze in the tower that night, drunk as a skunk that she was no thanks to Estinien.

"But," Kiri insisted, still all smiles and leaning close. "I did it, right? And I have it notarize here-"

While she scrambled for the wallet in her pocket, Thancred sighed. "Did you honestly keep that paper?"

"Of course! Tataru said it might come in handy." Wallet in hand, Kiri produced the little note. The parchment was soft from wear and heavily creased since she had it folded for easy storage. She handed it Thancred and crossed her arms triumphantly.

Unfolding it without tearing it was a struggle but manageable. Upon seeing the ink, smeared here and there from age, Thancred rolled his eyes. "Honestly..."

'I, Thancred Waters, will proudly award Kirishimi Yasuragi with one million gil when pigs fly.'

The note was indeed his writing, chocobo scratch as it was. He lifted his eyes from the parchment and tilted his head. "Kiri-"

Without a moments hesitation, Kiri blew on a small whistle he hadn't seen her produce at first. He closed his eyes, dreading what would transpire next.

On command it descended from the bright azure sky overhead, oinking as if laughing at him.

"Ya ever see a Porxie?" Kiri asked with a touch of laughter in her voice. The sound of hoofs on pavement clattered before him.

"I- Yes! And that doesn't-" Thancred stammered, looking between Kiri and the big eared creature beside her. "Kiri, that was a jest! Truly, you cannot hold me accountable-"

"Tataru says otherwise, my guy."

"Are there flying pig creatures on the Source? No, I should think not. Therefore-"

"Sir Hamlet can travel to the Source with me. Meaning-" Kiri climbed upon the pixie creatures back, a gentle pat on its head giving it the cue to lift off from the ground.

"Kiri!" Thancred ground out her name, blatantly chasing her across the yard as she flew off. "I don't even have a million-!!!"

Don't you realize that no other character is important to the story? GoT = Sansa... Sometimes I feel like they skip every scenes she's not in, the only reason they come up with this shit.