#gladix

"What's it gonna take for you guys to leave me alone?"

The first three years of darkness were the hardest.

"Gotta stay on my feet. Gotta reach Cor and the others."

Daemons were everywhere.

It didn't matter what time of the day -or night, it was anymore.

Humans couldn't tell it apart; neither did monsters, prowling every corner of Eos.

It was hard enough to move around in a vehicle, but Six? Six had put herself in serious trouble.

She was on a rescue mission. A couple of her glaives had gone missing some hours ago and she'd taken it upon herself to find them.

Not taking into account the time; or place they'd gone missing.

Galdin was one of the first places to turn into daemon strongholds after Noctis' decent into the Crystal. The sea providing more and more of them almost every day; making it seem they spawned from Angelgard itself.

Six, having given her truck to a couple of fishermen out to try and bring supplies to Hammerhead, was now stranded; surrounded by multiple enemies of various shapes and sizes. Wounded. Looking for a way this could turn to her advantage; or at least a way to survive it long enough to see her daughter again.

"Damn it!" She swore under her breath, clutching the wound on her side as blood run between her fingers, staining her sword.

"In need of assistance, dear sister?"

The voice made her swear again, this time out loud, "Fuck, not you again."

"Why, it is a pleasure, seeing you like this!" Ardyn smiled sarcastically, walking calmly between his minions, "Trust me, I would love to let my toys destroy you, right here and now..." the Accursed followed the bloody trail up to her side with his golden eyes, smile growing ever bigger as she winced in pain, "but I have my very own plans for your personal destruction."

"Brother..." she begun, wanting to explain.

"I'm ecstatic the rumors are true, dear sister... or should I say... Somnus... my long lost brother whom I so despise!"

"Ardyn-"

Proving Gladio right, the couple found themselves in Willownoire in exactly one hour after they left home.

Once out of the car, Gladio came face first with Friday’s snout as she sniffed him, head to toes, huffing her welcome before Six moved in to calm her.

“Friday?” the Glaive said the Queen Behemoth’s name and she immediately turned to face her, standing tall and waiting for her orders “Where is she?”

As if by instinct, the Behemoth turned on her heel and led them to the Stormsender’s castle.

At the sound of Friday’s heavy steps connecting to the ground, Prompto almost warped outside, weapon ready and aiming at whatever made her act this way.

“Whoa,” Gladio raised his hands a little, moving to stand between the barrel of Prompto’s gun and his wife “it’s just us!” he warned in a calming voice before Prompto run into them, hot tears running down his blushed cheeks.

“Easy, sunshine. We’re here now.” Six used her ‘mom’ voice on him and he instantly calmed himself; his shoulders becoming more relaxed as he took a step back to look at her.

“Thank you, guys!” he smiled awkwardly at his sudden burst of emotions.

Prompto always hated being a burden to his friends; but here they were, in the middle of the night, running to his rescue. None of them wasting a single minute to think twice about it.

“Don’t mention it.” Gladio put his arm around the blond’s shoulders, bringing him down with his weight “Now, where’s your little rascal of a wife?”

“She’s in the Oasis.”

“The what now?” Gladio rubbed the back of his head, not understanding how the word seemed normal to the both of them.

“Oh, right,” Prompto huffed a smile at his friend’s reaction “You’ve never been inside the Castle of Willownoire, have you?”

“Well, get ready for the beauty of a life time, husband.” Six laughed as she pet Friday’s leg.

“Husband?” Gladio blushed at her word of choice. She’d never call him that before today “Must be a hell of a thing to have you that hyped.”

“It’s better if we show you.” The young gunslinger smiled, leading the way to Muerlin’s special place.

From the outside, it looked like they were getting ready to enter one of the Castle’s biggest rooms. It was safe to say they were wrong.

Once Prompto opened the double doors, the couple came across the most beautiful scenery they’d seen in a while.

Gladio gasped as Six’s mind run back to the first time she’d seen it, long ago.

The sylleblossom fields of Tenebrae!

This was Muerlin’s safest place. This was her home!

Looking around the field, it really felt as if she was back.

An enormous field of blue blossoms. The light wind, hugging their bodies, and the sweet smell of the flowers, creating the same old feeling of nostalgia the memory of the old and unruined Tenebrae had left in her mind.

A single thing was different from the memory, though.

In the middle of the soft, blue field –just a few feet away from them –was a bright white cloud.

On it, laid the petite figure of the Stormsender’s daughter and Willownoire’s Queen.

Muerlin.

The young queen’s body was filled with scars, cuts and bruises, just as Prompto said on the phone.

It made Six’s heart skip a beat; thinking back at the first time she saw her son Nyx like that. She knew though: Muerlin wasn’t Nyx! His Kingsglaive abilities helped him heal faster.

What had happened?

Muerlin was the daughter of an Astral, she was supposed to be protected by the Gods.

The three moved closer to the cloud and Prompto caught his breath. Muerlin looked a lot better than earlier, but she was still in a bad shape.

Six took a few small steps closer to her unmoving body, careful not to touch even a hair of her head before making absolutely sure of what the situation at hand was. Once she was standing but a breath away, she gently placed two of her fingers on the girl’s wrist.

“Her pulse is steady.” She stated calmly, as much for Prompto’s relief as her own “Bringing her here was a right move, kid.”

“Yeah, good job!” Gladio agreed, both smiling brightly as Prompto seemed to relax.

“Now, to wake her up!” Six’s smile turned into a smirk as she rolled the sleeves of Gladio’s shirt up, cracking her fingers, ready to use every single technique she learned while raising Prince Sleepyhead.

“You can try kissing her awake.” The Shield side-eyed the younger man, teasing him.

Prompto laughed awkwardly at his comment “That’s… for when I told Six to kiss you when you were turned into a frog, isn’t it?” he stated, mostly to himself.

“Nope, he actually thought that was cute, back then.” Six huffed a laugh as she examined the cloud underneath Muerlin’s body “This feels like a cloud,”

“It is.” Prompto raised his eyebrows, answering matter-of-factly.

“I get it,” the Glaive glared back at him for thinking everything that was normal to him, would also be normal for them, living outside Willownoire “but it can’t be. We’re inside the freaking castle.”

“This whole room is… a safe haven for Muerlin. She’s created everything.” Prompto caught up with her chain of thought.

“So we can move it.” Gladio joined as well, liking where this was leading.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Six smirked at him.

“Oh, I’d miss this!” Gladio smiled devilishly, making his way to stand next to her.

“What are you guys doing?” fear took its place in Prompto’s heart as Six and Gladio took their places. Each grabbing the cloud at the spot where it connected to the sylleblossom field.

“Remember how we woke up Noct on his nineteenth birthday?” Gladio laughed, nodding at Six he was ready.

“You two rolled –oh crap!”

By the time Prompto had managed to spit his final words, the cloud was already flipping from one side to the other, taking Muerlin’s body with it. His fearful shriek and Gladio’s proud chuckle covering Muerlin’s painful moans as she was now fully awake.

“Muerlin!!” Prompto run to her side “Babe, look at me, are you alright?” he checked her, making sure she wasn’t any more hurt that she was before.

“She was sleeping, Prom.” Six laughed as she hi-fived Gladio.

“You should have known better, bro.” Gladio laughed.

“You were?” sea-blue eyes full of hurt looking at Muerlin.

“What is going on?” the young silver haired queen rubbed her head, looking around in everything and everyone, trying to understand what was happening.

“What happened, Muerlin?” Prompto raised his voice, his worry taking the better of him as he still didn’t have a clear answer at what was going on with her.

“Why are you yelling at me?” she almost cried out, voice breaking at how mad he seemed to be at her.

“What are those?” he pointed at her bruised arms.

“I had a training session with Friday.” Her heart was racing, she couldn’t understand why he was so frustrated.

“Prom...” Six tried to calm him; both of them, understanding where each of them stood at this misunderstanding.

“What you did was stupid and dangerous and it scared the hell out of me!” Prompto wrapped his arms around his precious wife, holding her tight while he stroke her hair; keeping her as close as possible –close enough for her to feel his heart beat like crazy against her skin.

Glancing down at Six, Gladio could understand his friends overreaction. If he were in his shoes, he would have gone insane.

He did.

“What?” the Glaive smiled up at him warmly, picking his mind and trying to guess what he was thinking.

Gladio moved closer and wrapped an arm around his beloved, kissing her forehead “We drove all the way out here for a wakeup call.” He whispered in her hair.

“You got to see something beautiful.”

“My love, I don’t need to travel all the way to Willownoire to see something beautiful.” He stared into her eyes while her loving smile warmed his heart.

“Excuse me?!” Muerlin punched his sides, making him take a step away from Six “It’s my turn to hug her!”

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Friday…

The name of a great Behemoth Queen –the incarnation of Ramuh’s power; and the day Prompto Argentum thought his life was over.

It was 3 a.m. when Six’s phone light up.

The King’s Glaive was living in a new apartment on the outskirts of Galahd, back to where she used to call home.

After the light had been restored on Eos, the King had given his trusty friends some time off to get their businesses in order before going back to the Citadel.

Everyone spread around, helping rebuild any way they could.

Ignis had gone back to Altissia, along with Sibyl. The two of them helped rebuild what was lost when Leviathan got unleashed on the city –hoping he’d get the rest of his old self back by helping the city’s residents.

Prompto had gone to Willonoire with Muerlin, getting himself ready to be King and rule beside her.

The King’s Sword and Shield had found themselves in the ruins of Galahd. Helping the remaining citizens rebuild what was once lost.

“For Nyx.” She kept telling herself “For everything we’d ever lost.”

Didn’t take long for Eos to start looking like it used to ten years back.

So much had changed, yet everything was starting to feel the same.

That’s why Prompto’s call caught Six by surprise.

She reached for the counter next to the bed; the vibration of the otherwise silent phone guiding her.

She blinked the sleep off her eyes as best she could before squinting at the bright light.

“Prom?” she cleared her throat, looking back at Gladio, making sure his tattooed back was still facing her.

“Six?” Prompto was fast to answer, his anxiety fully waking her up as the Glaive sat up straight, her voice much clearer and a little louder.

“What’s going on? Are you alright?”

“It’s Muerlin, I can’t wake her up, Six!” he was panting; was he crying?

“Wait, Promie, calm down, yeah?” Six tried as she softly pushed Gladio’s shoulder, waking him up.

Gladio turned to face her and snuggled closer to the warmth of her body. When she didn’t caress his hair, like she always did, he realized something was up and sat up to her level.

“Prompto? You still there?” Six asked the man on the other line, looking into Gladio’s eyes, sharing his worry.

“Yeah,” a small sniff was heard through the phone “What do I do, Six? She’s not waking up!”

“I need you to tell me what happened, kiddo.”

At her choice of words, Gladio was sure something was wrong in Willownoire. He threw the blankets off his lower body and wore one of his oversized hoodies and shoes, signaling Six he had already grabbed the keys to the car.

The sound of the keys ringing in her ears was enough to bring Six back to real time. She got up, put on a pair of jeans and her boots before borrowing one of Gladio’s extra big shirts as Prompto explained.

“I came home and found her bruised and worn out.” The future King stuttered at repeating the image in his mind “I asked her, Six, I said ‘Who did this to you? Who hurt you?’ I demanded to know, but she just smiled and fell right into my arms. I’ve tried everything! She won’t wake up!”

“Alright Prom. Listen to me, sunshine.” Six reasoned, getting in the car on the driver’s seat and starting the engine “Gladdy and I are on our way, yeah? I need you to stay calm ‘till we’re there.”

“But…” Prompto stuttered “that’s a couple of hours.”

“Hey, she’s driving, so don’t worry.” Gladio joked when she gave him the phone so she could start driving “We’ll be there in an hour. Don’t lose your head!” he ordered.

Prompto agreed and stayed as he was, caressing his queen’s silver hair and waiting for his friends to arrive.

“So? What’d you get Muerlin?”

The glaive asked the blond, awaiting his response while looking at a hoodie her friend Muerlin had been drooling over for two whole months.

Pretty boy Prompto didn’t answer, his nervousness sending his attention all over the place.

“Prom?” Six asked, letting her hand stand on his spine “Are you alright, buddy?”

“What?” Prompto turned around to look at her, his sea blue eyes boring into her silver ones, feeling stupid at the worry that radiated from her.

“What’s wrong sunshine?” she lowered her voice.

“It’s Muerlin.” He let out a breath, running a gloved hand through his chocobo hair.

“Trouble in paradise?” Gladio joined in, standing next Six and placing a warm, loving kiss on her forehead before he smiled at her “Hi!”

“No!” Prompto whined, checking the screen of his phone again “I’ve called her like… five times. She won’t pick up!”

“That’s weird.” The glaive thought out loud.

“Why?” Gladio wondered, thinking to all the things Muerlin could be doing. She was a Queen after all. One that had decided to live with her clumsy boyfriend, yes, but still a Queen “She’s probably watching cartoons.”

“That’s the problem!” Prompto yelled a little louder that he should have, throwing his arms in the air in defeat and desperation.

“Alright, that’s it!” Six proclaimed, grabbing his arms and moving him back to the bench behind them “Sit down and tell me what you have done this time.”

The stares of both the Glaive and the Shield of the King sent a chill down the gunslinger’s spine as he gulped, thinking of the right words to say.

“I got her a present.” He started and Gladio let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in. He was expecting something far worse than this excuse… until…

“The alive kind.” The words fell off his lips as a whisper and the Glaive run her hand down her face.

“By Shiva’s sparkly ass, what kind of an alive present?” she kept her eyes shut, awaiting for his answer.

“A kitty?” Prompto raised his eyebrows as he pouted the answer.

“You do realize she has a Behemoth for a pet, right?” Gladio huffed a laugh, obviously enjoying the scene in front of him a little too much.

“This is an actual kitty, dude. Small, cuddly and everything! Little fella even has spots!”

“Alright, so what’s the problem?” Six asked, convinced of the boy’s partial innocence.

“It was supposed to be a surprise, Six. For her birthday tomorrow!”

“You’re really upset over this aren’t ya?” Gladio run a hand through his hair as he looked at his girlfriend for an answer.

“Alright, fine.” Six sighed as she gave up her fight against his pouty charms “Let’s go save your chocobo butt.”

“Alright!” Prompto’s face lit up as he jumped in joy at her words “Momma Six to the rescue!”

…

The apartment Muerlin and Prompto shared wasn’t far away from the stores, so it only took them about fifteen minutes to reach it.

Fifteen minutes of Prompto trying to get a hold of his girlfriend.

No luck!

“Maybe Scooby Doo’s on.” Gladio tried to lighten the mood of his friend when he started walking faster; getting closer to the apartment block.

The couple didn’t see Prompto disappearing behind the entrance of the building, leaving them behind and running up the stairs.

Six warped after him, catching the door from closing and pushing herself inside the apartment.

Prompto was frozen, and once her eyes met with the scene in front of her, she was too.

Muerlin. The little silver-haired vixen, curled up in a warm blanket, making silly faces as she played around with her new pet and… lightning?

Her lagoon eyes fell upon the two most important people in her life and the lightnings disappeared as she jumped up and into Prompto’s arms.

“Hello ma bebeh!” she said in a childish voice as she planted small kisses all over his face with mighty enthusiasm.

“Momma Six! Promkin got me a baby coeurl!!”

Six smiled awkwardly at her sparkly eyes; she was so damn happy about it.

“I can see that.” The glaive side-eyed the blushing blond.

“Mind holding the door next ti- oh.” Gladio stopped mid-sentence, witnessing the little sparkles of light coming out of the “kitty”.

“Isn’t it awesome Gladdy?” Muerlin sat down next to the pup-coeurl again, showing it her own lightning tricks as the cub turned its head in interest.

Gladio didn’t say anything. He moved closer to where Six was still glaring daggers into Prompto and placed his hand on the kid’s shoulder “Prom? What in Ifrit’s flaming ass is this?” he asked, not a single emotion put behind his words.

As if by fate, Muerlin’s TV was on, and Gladio had been right. Scooby Doo was on, speaking words of wisdom, or so it seemed to Prompto.

“As the wise Scooby Doo said; ‘Ruh-Roh’.” Prompto mimicked the famous dog’s accent and Six lost all of herself into a heartfelt laugh.

“Sorry.” Prompto smiled awkwardly, looking at his exotic girlfriend and her new found pet.

“Hey, Scoob’s not going anywhere. He’s part of the family now.” Gladio patted him on the back, turning to look at Six, staring at Muerlin’s direction as a soft smile crept up on her lips.

“This is one weird family.” The glaive smiled, moving to sit down alongside them as the boys followed.

Terrific.

One of the most beautiful days anyone’s ever seen in Lucis. Sun’s out, not a cloud to be seen for miles, and here Six was, confined to her bed with a cold and the Empire’s monthly invasion to her uterus. The blood bath has begun.

Why though? Why her? Astrals, why?

Was this karma for pissing off Reggie? She always did that though. When did that become punishable by cutting off half of her oxygen intake and making sneezing painful?

She was like a zombie. Moving was a a legit nightmare. Gods forbid she really had to pee. Every step was more like a slide, her slippers scraping across the wood floors.

Her bed became her haven. The hardass glaive snuggled under the plethora blankets into an awkward lump. She didn’t feel better in the slightest, but at least she could suffer comfortably as the whir of the ceiling fan slowly put the woman to sleep until...

“Babe”.

Peeling the blankets from her field of vision revealed Gladio standing halfway through the cracked bedroom door.

“Were you asleep?”

“Not really”, Six replied slowly leaning forward into a sitting position, “it’s hard to sleep when you can’t breathe”. 

Grabbing a couple of tissues from the box on the nightstand next to her, she blew her stuffed up nose grimacing at the goop within its contents before tossing the wad of fluffy paper into the waste basket, resting her pounding head against her palm.

The King’s Shield offered a sympathetic smile to his ill girlfriend as he approached her taking his spot on his side of the bed. “I made you some breakfast”.

Six glanced at her boyfriend from between her fingers with a raised eyebrow before noticing the steaming cup noodles in his hand. 

Apparently the bits of scrambled eggs and bacon made that suitable for “breakfast”, but it was food so Six didn’t object. 

“Aaaand...”, Gladio continued handing her a opened beer bottle after her cup noodles, “we were out of orange juice”.

Six chuckled with a smirk as he took the beverage from her boyfriend. “Classy”. As she placed the cold bottle onto the nightstand, she got a brief glimpse of the time. Her eyebrows forwarded in suspicion before she turned back to the Shield.

“What’re you doing home so early? You usually aren’t back until way later”.

“I never left”, the tattooed man admits, scratching the back of his head.

“You haven’t? What’ve you been doing all day?”

Clearing his throat, “well”, he mumbled. “I figured you could use a hand with the chores. So I did a little cleaning”.

The utter shock that Six experienced by his answer must’ve displayed itself onto her face judging by Gladio’s scoff.

“What? You think all I know how to do is bash heads?”

“What all did you clean?”, Six asked as she finally indulged in her “breakfast”.

“The dishes, the living room, I waxed the floor and did the laundry”.

The speechless glaive stared at her giant muscly Shield while she slurped her noodles from the cup. She couldn’t tell if she was getting turned on by the fact that this man literally cleaned their whole apartment or because of the fact that her hormones were out of wack.

Gladio chuckle at his girlfriend’s expression, gently brushing her hair behind her ear. “Now you can focus on getting better”, the man softly reassured as he leaned in closer to his girlfriend.

“Nnnnmmmhh!” A muffled whine escaped her throat as she pulled away from Gladio, pasta still in her mouth.

“Don’t kiss me! You’ll catch my sick! And I look like Ramuh’s asshole”. Six grumbled as she lifted the cup to her face, gulping the remaining soup.

Rolling his eyes, the tattooed man took the empty noodle cup from her hands, tossing it into the waste basket before lifting his girlfriend into a straddling position on his lap, much to her surprise. His giant arms wrapped around her body so she couldn’t escape, but lightly enough for her to be comfortable.

“Baby, there’s not a damn thing you could say to make me believe you are anything less than the most beautiful and sexiest woman in all of Lucis”. His sensually rusted tone starting a fire in the glaive’s chubby cheeks summoning a soft chuckle from her boyfriend’s throat.

“I think it’s adorable how easily you blush”.

“Shut up”, she grumbled, turning her cherry face from Gladio trying really hard not to smile at his teasing, although failing miserably.

“Aww, somebody shy”, he continued on, lightly tickling the woman finally getting a smile from her despite her previous mood until...

*ring ring*

A sudden chime from Gladio’s pocket disrupted their merriment much to the Shield’s annoyance.

As he fished his phone from his pocket to see who dared interrupt them, he silenced the device before placing it face down onto the nightstand next to him.

“Who was it?”

“Just Noct”, Gladio replied nonchalantly returning his hands to their original position against his love’s back.

“What’s up?” Six’s curiosity was getting the best of her.

“The guys had planned on going on this fishing trip today. Probably checking to see if I can go”.

Well, there it was. 

As much as she loved having her beloved to herself, she didn’t like interfering with his guy time.

“Why don’t you go?”, she hesitantly urged him with a smile receiving a light glare from the man. When Gladio’s mind was made up, usually there was no point in arguing, but Six was just as stubborn as he was so she’d try nonetheless.

“You should go. You’d have fun”, she suggested as she attempted to shake his grip only to abruptly be flipped over onto her back, a sharp gasp escaping her lungs, as the behemoth Shield hovered over her on his elbows as to not to crush her under his weight, while preventing her from escaping.

“Six”, his voice soft, yet firm to make his point clear to his stubborn girlfriend. “I just want to take care of you”.

His blissful amber gaze into her pearl iris’ made her stomach erupt with butterflies as he delicately caressed her cheek with his warm palm.

“If I wanted to be there, I would be. I can go fishing with them anytime, but right now, my place is here with you”.

At this point, there was no fighting his affections as Six melted to his touch, taking hold Gladio’s giant hand as her cheek squished against it.

“I love you”, she whispered to her beloved, her silver orbs twinkling like stars in the daytime.

“I love you too”. The tattooed marshmallow of a man smiled as he leaned into her embrace, placing a tender kiss upon her lips.