Kuku did a silly and misunderstood the point of Valentine's day. Accidentally made a super dense choco sphere that's nearly inedible (NEARLY). It's okay tho, she just didn't know better and got misleading info. I'm still super appreciative.
Also! She screwed over Tezca in the process, so that's funny.
Anyways, I'm still gonna eat it. Don't ask how, but its getting eaten.
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Note: Dedicated to the real life Rex, under @hasquetzdoneanythingwrong and @kingrexofchaldea, because he chose to stick around a quiet person like me, even when work decided to slap me upside the head with drama that takes my energy away. Even when I feel older than I should, you remind me there’s still things in life that are worth enjoying. Thankie, friend.
The song for this short story is wimp by BACK-ON and Lil’ Fang, the second opening for Gundam Build Fighters. I found the enthusiasm and joy of the song helped with the mood I wanted to convey, more so since the original show was my first official exposure into Gundam I finished with my real life Robin.
As for an alternate, more somber song, I’ll merely point you to the track titled Unfulfilled from Fire Emblem: Three Houses. Let’s just say it helped me get into Robin’s mindset for this. For something cheerier to follow this? This OST from Komi Can’t Communicate.
For those wondering where this takes place in the FGO timeline? It’s in the lull between LB3 and Ooku. Otherwise, please enjoy. :>
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“Pajarita! Pajarita, Vy~!”
Vy slowly blinked at the sound of the nickname, blearily raising her head from the tablet sitting on her lap as sandaled feet made their entrance into her personal space with a happy jump.
“La pajarita, there you are!” Quetzalcoatl was as bright as always when getting up into Vy’s face with her usual toothy grin, and Vy blinked again. “Are you — oh, pajarita, you’re working again!”
“Why… wouldn’t I be?” Vy eventually croaked out as an answer, doing nothing but blink as Quetzalcoatl pouted at her. “Isn’t that… how I’ve always been?”
“That doesn’t make it a good thing, pajarita!” Quetz answered with a disapproving huff, glaring down at the device like it was a new target for lucha practice. “You need breaks! Where is that green Archer of yours, he needs to be here to scold you—”
“Mi corazon, it’s good to see you, but uh… I don’t think glaring at Vy’s tablet is going to help anything,” Rex quietly interrupted with a face, eyebrow twitching a bit past his bangs as he crossed his arms over his Winter Chaldean uniform. He must’ve walked up to the scene as soon as he noticed his future wife. “As much as I understand the feeling.”
Vy couldn’t help but sigh, pressing the sleep button on the tablet to put to the side. “I still say work is important. And I was just studying team formations for the next Lostbelt.”
“Work doesn’t mean anything if it ends up exhausting you, pajarita!” The last thing Vy expected was for Quetzalcoatl to take her face in her hands, cupping both her cheeks with her warm palms to squeeze as she looked closer. “I see the dark eyebags on your face, pajarita, you are not fooling this Onee-san that easily!”
“Vy…” Rex said in a low voice past Quetzalcoatl’s shoulder. “How much sleep have you been getting?”
“That’s from the occasional nightmares, not the work, Quetz-san…” Vy tried not to drawl as Quetzalcoatl rubbed the pad of her thumbs over the edges of her eyes to take out the residual dust, blinking slowly as to not interrupt the Rider’s fretting. “And Rex, I’ve been getting my daily naps and haven’t taken an all-nighter yet.”
“That still doesn’t make me feel all that better,” Rex deadpanned with a face. “Did you get to your breaks today, Vy?”
Vy took a deep breath to think about it before gently shaking her head, resting her hands in the lap of her skirt. “…If I said ‘yes’, I’d be lying, aye. And I don’t want to do that to either of you.”
Quetz proceeded to let out a worried noise from the back of her throat, the sound coming out like a cross between a squeal and a pterodactyl roar before she cupped Vy’s cheeks again, shaking her head. “We’re going to provide you a break then, pajarita! We need a date!”
“Eh? What date?”
“Wait, mi corazon,” Rex’s frown dropped for a bewildered look as he glanced at his fiancé with a light pink flush to his cheeks, probably from both the close proximity and surprise, “What date do you have in mind?”
“Get the green Archer here and you’ll see, mi amor!”
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“…I sometimes wonder how you fell in love with her,” Robin Hood drawled, absently chewing on a stalk of mint as he rested his chin in the palm of his right hand, sitting against a bench in Da Vinci’s workshop. Playing out in front of him was something like a scene from the movies, where Quetzalcoatl was acting like a mother bringing her younger daughter in Vy to the store to buy new clothes. The fact that both Da Vincis were watching from the sidelines of their shared workshop in interest added credence to that analogy, more so with Medea pulling different outfits out of thin air all at once with her magic. “But then I see things like this and understand a bit better.”
“Note that the solar goddess is powerful and can’t be underestimated, Robin,” Rex said sagely from his seat next to the Archer, looking on with a wry smile. “And mi corazon was insistent on this.”
As expected, Quetzalcoatl was humming while rocking back and forth on her sandals in anticipation. “Pajarita, have you ever bought clothes on your own before?”
“N-No, normally Mom would’ve bought them for me…” Vy still struggled with holding the blouse Medea offered her, hiding her blushing cheeks with the collar of the shirt. “I-I always went with simple cheap stuff until now…”
Mom? Rex and Robin unintentionally thought in unison. Cheap?!
“Hm. It’s about time we correct that now, dear,” Medea said while clicking her tongue, waving her hand to create a long, ruffle-filled skirt. “We have some time to rest before the next Lostbelt is located, so we might as well give a girl like you some better clothes to wear, shouldn’t we?”
“M-Medea-san, I’m fineeeeeee…”
“No ‘Medea-san’ me in that cute voice, Vy,” Medea continued with a huff, pushing at Vy’s shoulders while Quetz grinned like it was her birthday. “Just get to the dressing room and try these on, okay?”
“Muuuuuu…”
“Now I don’t know whether or not I should go in and save her,” Robin muttered around his stick of mint. “She looks like she’s never had this done for her before.”
“Vy?” Rex called out with a raised hand, catching her just before she could hide herself behind a curtain to change. “How often did you go out on your own before Chaldea?”
“Um,” Vy said slowly, clearly caught off-guard as her ears reddened past her hair. She then proceeded to duck her head and hide her lips with the dressing room curtain. “…Barely? Not much at all?” As if becoming aware of all the eyes in the room on her, Vy flushed, squeaking out, “Usually helped out in the house more than out?”
That’s kinda sad, Vy… was most certainly thought by one of the participants in the room.
Quetz proceeded to let out a very concerned squeal, jumping back and forth on her sandals in protest. “Pajarita, we are so having a girls’ day together later! You need more attention!”
“Please include me in those girls’ days too,” Medea added with a huff, hands on her hips. “Vy’s clothing is something I would want to keep coordinating.” With a feigned roll of her eyes, the Caster proceeded to tug at the dressing room curtain Vy was holding onto, shaking her head. “But enough of that. You need to change, Master. This session won’t go anywhere if you keep hiding behind that curtain.”
“Muuuuu…” said Vy from behind the curtain in question, her cheeks reddening enough to match the drapery.
“Don’t ‘Muuuuu’ me, Master.” Still, in spite of the retort, a small smile adorned Medea’s lips as she finished with a final, “Just go get dressed.”
“O-Okay…”
Rex decided to give Vy a break by looking away from the crowd of women, glancing at his fellow male companion instead. “So…”
“Hm?” Robin grunted around his stalk of mint, his eye still pointed towards the group of women in question.
Rex considered his options, anxiously scratching at the back of his head. “I noticed you and Vy seem to be getting closer lately, Robin… anything going to come out of that?”
The last thing Rex expected was for Robin to nearly spit out his stalk of mint in what was apparently a double-take, giving him a wide-eyed look past the fringe of ginger hair covering part of his face for about a second. Robin blinked once, then twice, before closing his eye and lowering his head. “...I have no idea of what you’re talking about, Rex.”
“This coming from one of the many Servants who saw me considering proposing to mi corazon?” Rex retorted dryly, the smallest bit of confidence surging through his veins with the comment. “Hard to believe there isn’t anything happening between you two with how often Vy runs up to you when you come around.”
Even with that point said, Robin was unfazed, replacing the stalk of mint in his mouth to absently chew around. “I’ve been with the little sparrow for a long time. Hard not to answer her call when she needs me.”
“I don’t think that’s all that’s going down, Robin, and that’s coming from the almost-married-man.”
Despite the good cheer, Robin wasn’t convinced. If anything, from Rex’s perspective, it was as if Robin had proceeded to wilt at the words, his shoulders slumping past the No Face May King as he rested his arms against his knees. “…Okay then,” Robin sighed past the mint in his mouth, “what am I supposed to say, Rex?”
Rex’s own quiet “Huh?” was quickly drowned out by the happy squealing of Medea and Quetz from afar, but he still stared at Robin as the Archer kept his head down.
Robin raised one hand to start counting down fingers. “I wasn’t able to be there for you or the little sparrow when the Foreign God bleached the world,” his thumb went down first, “could barely support you when you attacked the Russian and Scandinavian Lostbelts,” then followed by his pointer finger. With a sigh, Robin then folded both his middle and ring fingers, adding in a sullen voice, “Can’t forget the Chinese Lostbelt and how that fox bitch replicated my poison to get to Vy when you weren’t looking, not to mention the new Director.” Finally, his pinky finger fell with a quieter conclusion of, “Let’s not forget I couldn’t stop the Mages’ Association from Unsummoning everyone and leaving you and Vy alone.”
“Robin,” Rex interrupted with a raised hand, his smile dropping with the gesture, “you know all those things aren’t your fault. Mi corazon felt the same way as you, and I know I never blamed her. Why would I blame you?”
“It would’ve been easier if you did,” was the last thing Rex expected to hear Robin to say, and Rex stared at him in shock as Archer proceeded to lower his hand. “Not every Heroic Spirit can be as strong as your wife, and the Crypters keep proving that with their bullshit.” The mint stalk in Robin’s mouth proceeded to crack at the stem, probably from the intense amount of chewing that happened as Robin turned his head away. “…How can I be there for the little sparrow when I couldn’t even save her when she needed me? What kind of hero am I for her then, when I couldn’t even cure the poison that hurt her? Poison that bitch made based off of my Yew Bow?”
For once that entire day, Rex felt no words come to him. His throat was too tight for any to even try to come out.
Robin still kept his head down, not even looking at the spectacle playing out in front of him as he slowly removed the bent mint stalk from his mouth. “How ‘big’ am I, really, when I can’t even be a real man for a little girl who’s still looking for a hero, Rex? What makes you think the little sparrow could ever love me?”
Before Rex could answer, he felt his heart race at the sound of another’s voice.
“Mi amor! Mi amor, come over here! Bring Robin with you!”
“Coming, mi corazon!” came out of Rex’s lips as naturally as breathing, a stark contrast to the awkward silence that had settled between the two men before, and Robin tensed once Rex elbowed him. “Enough of that, Robin, my future wife’s calling!”
“F-For what is she calling us for—” was all Robin got to say before Rex was elbowing him again to stand up, and both men proceeded to rush over to the center of Da Vinci’s workshop.
“Um,” Vy said quietly, for once not hidden behind a curtain as her face turned a dark pink in contrast to Quetz’s bright smile. It was obvious she was fidgeting in the soft sun-like yellow one-piece dress that Medea had apparently made in the time the men were talking. With the hem of the dress going to knee-height, showing just enough skin along with the soft white sandals, it was as if Vy was dressed for a day outside in a spring pasture with friends. The additional green ribbon belt merely accentuated Vy’s figure as she tilted her head at Robin and Rex past Quetz and Medea’s shoulders, unintentionally batting her eyelashes at a certain Archer in particular. “I-I was told you two had to make the final verdict?” Placing one arm behind her back, Rex could see Vy nervously tug at the green ribbon, tightening the bow that kept the waist part of the dress together, her voice pitching upwards with her little bit of, “H-How does it look?”
“I kept telling her that she looks good in it, mi corazon!” Quetz said with a huff, reaching over with one muscular arm to push Vy out of her shadow and into their field of view, much to Vy’s audible anxious noises (something along the lines of “Muuuu!”). Behind Vy, Rex could see Medea and both Da Vincis nod sagely with their arms crossed over their chests. Quetzalcoatl continued to pout over Vy’s head as she pushed the Master forward into view, hands on her shoulders in an almost-haughty way. “But pajarita remains unconvinced! You two say something to convince her!”
“I mean,” Rex started awkwardly, giving Robin the side-eye with a wry grin, “you do look good, Vy. Right, Robin?”
Funnily enough, compared to earlier, it was as if the light had come back into Robin’s eye because his cheeks started turning a light pink to match his sparrow of a Master, his gaze darting around to look at everything but Vy’s face. “C-Can’t say anything else but that, little sparrow.” It was telling to hear Robin’s voice soften with warmth as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Yellow and green look great on you.”
With her hair down and light in her own eyes from the workshop, Vy stared up at Robin for a second before smiling. “Th-Thankie, Big Robin. I asked Medea-san for the green because I thought of you!”
Rex did not miss how Medea and Quetz exchanged a quiet high five behind Vy’s back once Robin turned red.
Who says you’re not a real man with a reaction like that, Robin?
It was another good day in Novum Chaldea, for what it was worth.
Another day, another strange occurrence. It seemed all too often these days that Faye and Eresh ended up in some sort of parallel universe shenanigans. This time it was visiting the shores of the Atlantic Ocean with Rex and his wife, Quetzalcoatl. The two masters were surprisingly easygoing with the whole scenario, both having been through similar situations in the past and deciding that rolling with it was just better in the long run. Singularities one these are more than capable of being micro-vacations on their own and neither Master was going to look a gift horse in the mouth, or, well, sharp pointy teeth, as it were.
The foursome were sitting under umbrellas on the shore, a beautiful, vast blue in front of them as the hot sand warmed their feet. Not a cloud in the sky as the group enjoyed their vacation, even turning the whole thing into a double-date. Rex sat in a modest set of swim shorts and sandals next to Quetz, her vibrant bikini completely befitting her nature, with little feather motifs throughout its pattern. Faye and Eresh sat under the other umbrella, Faye’s swimsuit being a standard Mystic Code variety, albeit without and spells this time, and Eresh donning her modest one piece suit. Coincidentally, this was the first time either Master had seen their partner in these suits, needless to say when they both turned to behold the sights before them, they locked eyes, nodded, and sent prayers of thanks to their respective deities.
Quetz sighed from her seat next to Rex, her gemstones shining brilliantly in the summer sun.
Quetz: Mi amor, we should do something fun, what do people do normally on the beach?
Eresh piped up from the opposite side of Faye.
Eresh: Well, the ocean should be warm enough, we can at least play in there for a while.
Rex: I know, what about sandcastles?
Rex turned to Faye.
Rex: I bet I can make a better temple for Mi corazón than you can for Ereshkigal.
Faye’s eyes turned deathly serious.
Faye: You’re on, though there’s no way you can make a better temple than I can!
A basic plan decided, the two groups set out, the goddesses enjoying some hard earned time in the ocean, though Eresh didn’t go nearly as far as Quetz. She didn’t seem to like the ocean enough to want to tread much deeper. Faye and Rex, on the other hand, went at their task with vigor. Each Master poured every bit of knowledge and experience into making a temple fit for their goddesses.
Unfortunately, that skill was almost for naught as they’d both forgotten to account for the increasing tide levels, their creations soon in peril as the water crept ever closer.
Faye & Rex: NO NO NO!!
The two scrambled to build a wall together as a wave rushed in. Both structures suffered a bit of damage, but nothing that couldn’t be fixed, though the two were understandably distraught.
As Quetz and Eresh came back in, they witnessed the work of their partners. An elaborate Mayan temple made of sand was constructed by Rex, who even went so far as to make a tiny female figure to put as the top. A mini-Quetz by the looks of it!
Faye, with no firsthand basis to replicate, instead chose to try and make a ziggurat for Eresh, complete with some smaller entrances and a deep hole in the center.
Eresh: Faye, it’s wonderful, but why is there a gaping hole in the middle?
Faye: Why to make an entrance to Kur of course! So you can come and go as you please!
Quetz on the other hand, rushed to embrace her husband.
Quetz: Mi amor!!! It’s beautiful, you even made a little me figurine at the top!
Rex, enjoying being squeezed: Of course, I went all out for you, mi corazón!
Rex looked over at Faye and gave a smug grin. He won, no doubt. Faye sighed, taking her goddesses outstretched hand as she stood from her previously kneeling position over the tiny structure.
The four continued their fun on the beach, various activities areas such as beach volleyball and a spot of ocean well suited for surfing were found. Unsurprisingly, Quetz dominated the more athletic activities, her skill and finesse dwarfing the others. Even servants can grow fatigued though, as it soon became time for an evening meal.
Master and servant sat around a bonfire dug into the sand, Faye tending the flames occasionally throwing in a new log to keep the fire going. It was cold, but a small fire makes for crappy S’mores. Faye and Eresh sat on one side, holding Eresh’s hand as they enjoyed a nice; refreshing non-alcoholic beverage. Rex and Quetz in a similar spot across from them. It was quiet and peaceful, a small breeze passing by as they sat in silence. The crackling flames the only noise on top of the waves.
Quetz: So Faye, when are you and Erehkigal getting married?
Faye and Eresh simultaneously spit out their drinks, faces beer red in the glow of the fire
Eresh & Faye: Marriage? Well, I- uh..
Rex squeezed Quetz’s hand.
Rex: Mi corazón you can’t just ask that! It’s a sensitive topic for some people?
Quetz: But it’s obvious that they live each other? Isn’t that something humans do when they love someone?
Rex: Yes of course, but it’s more complicated than that!
Quetz: It didn’t seem very complicated when you proposed to me.
Rex, scratching his head: There was...a lot of behind the scenes work involved in my proposal.
By this time, Faye and her goddess has recovered, the whiplash of the question posed to them seemingly swept aside as the two were afraid to make eye contact.
Quetz: I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you so uncomfortable! I simply couldn’t help myself!
Rex kisses Quetz quickly and then turned.
Rex: So, uh, are you two planning on that at all? I don’t mean to pry, but I feel like that lines was already crossed and scratched away.
Faye coughed, squeezing Eresh’s hand.
Faye: I-We, I think we’re going to keep going like this. At least for now. Neither of us want to really rush things.
Eresh squeezed back.
Eresh: Yes, rushing something like that would be disastrous. It takes a long time to settle into that, and as a goddess, I would never allow something bad to happen because of it. Especially if my other half got involved....
Quetz: Other half?
Faye: Long story. Tried summoning another Eresh, made a mistake.
Rex, holding up his few hand: Trust me. I understand completely. We have how many versions of you running around?
He turned to Quetz as she counted them off.
Quetz: Well there’s me, Kuku, Ququ, that other me, the Slayer me. It’s a lot.
Rex: And while I love them all, I love you the most!
Quetz: Aww, mi amor, you’re so sweet!
The two shared a deep kiss as Eresh and Faye looked on awkwardly. The night wound to a close, the fire eventually going cold as both couples said their goodbyes to one another. Quetz gave both Faye and Eresh a big bear hug as Rex waved on from right behind her. Well wishes were exchanged and, as quickly as it started, another one of the space-time shenanigans wound itself down.
A/N: I thought that a beach date would be good. I know Rex and Quetz had already gone on their own beach day, but I wanted them to brainstorm activities as though it was a first time. This one, when I reread it at least, felt a little forced but hey, if you guys like it, then I’ll know it was just in my head.
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Rex carried an unconscious Quetzalcoatl into the shadow border, with Mash following closely behind. Quetz had clear some burns and bruised on her, her outfit also had some scorch marks as well. She also didn't have her headdress on her head, but it was being carried by Mash, with Rex wearing her cape, which also had burns.
Nota was the first to greet them "Primo! Mash! So good to see you two okay! And you summoned Quetzalcoatl again!" She said.
"Si! I'm so happy to have her again! Tho we almost lost her again when she expended so much energy to destroy the tree." Rex answered back to her, while taking Quetz somewhere to lay.
After that, Goredolf spoke up from the front seat of the shadow border, as the vehicle started its journey. "It's good that you two managed to survive your first lostbelt. However you seemed to have failed to capture the traitorous magus, Kadoc." He had pointed out.
Rex did feel a lil guilty. "Yeah, sorry about that. After the tree and his servant were destroyed, suddenly that Koyanskaya or whatever took him away. Quetzalcoatl was out and Mash wasn't near enough to do anything." He tried to explain.
"Well if it was out of your power, there isn't much that can be done." Holmes responded. "We're happy you're both fine at least."
Mash spoke up next. "Oh Nota senpai! Who's your new servant?" She asked, while looking at Tezcatlipoca, who had been keeping quiet for the most part.
Nota got awkwardly silent, while Tez gave a bit of a side-eye to her. "Th-this is Tezcatlipoca…" she said. "I summoned him during the blizzard."
Immediately Rex backed up. "Really?! Him???" He asked.
"Oh how welcoming." Tez said. "Then again, if you're already close to birdy there, then you probably don't have an unbiased view of me."
And almost as if him saying that was a trigger, Quetzalcoatl immediately woke back up, filled with rage. "YOU!!!" She exclaims while getting back up. "PINCHE PENDEJO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?!?!"
"There she is! Great to see you so full of energy again!" Tez said snarkily towards his sister.
Both cousins were holding back their respective servant. "Amor! You're in no shape to fight!" Rex told Quetz.
"Tezcatlipoca! Don't instigate a fight! You two will destroy the shadow border!" Nota insisted.
In a panic, Goredolf demanded Mash to prepare to protect the vehicle. "Demi-servant! Please be sure to do something if those two can't control their servants!"
"I will try my best!" Mash stated.
"Amor?" Tez asked. "You telling me you finally nabbed a partner? Took you long enough!"
"Pinche perro! Cállate tu boca!" She yelled. "That's none of your business!"
Simultaneously both cousins yelled "Enough! By my command seal! STAND DOWN!" The commands were issued, and both siblings were physically restrained by the spell.
"You two can't just fight like this! We're literally the last bastion of humanity! If you fight carelessly like this, humanity is over!" Nota tells the two of them.
The two of them didn't like it, but it was true they couldn't find it out. Not like this. "Fine! I won't attack this bastard… for now." Quetz said.
"Guess I'll work with birdy for now." Tez stated.
"Thank you" Rex says.
After the two were pacified, Mash stood down, both her and Goredolf relieved they were able to calm their servants down.
Rex grabbed Quetzalcoatl again, and started to guide her elsewhere. "C'mon, amor. I'll show you to my room."
"That sounds much more pleasant." She said, going with him, but not before giving her brother the stink eye.
Nota helped Tezca back up. "I'm not exactly surprised that you like to mess with her, but please chill out with that? You're a lot cooler then I was expecting, so please don't ruin it." She tells him.
"Heh. Least someone's opening their eyes." He states.
"Well, I'm not as close to Quetzalcoatl as my cousin is (obviously), and I always figured I'd wanna get your side of things along with hers. And so far you've been noticeably nicer then how she described, but you still have time to ruin that." She tells him.
"Well I do hope I don't ruin it for you. I still find you more then worthy to be a good master." He tells her.
Nota had a slight blush from that statement. "It is an honor to hear that from you." She says. "Ahem, anyways. Holmes, where are we going to next?"
"We're actually getting a signal from out in the Atlantic Ocean." He tells her. "We're planning to investigate it, as it's possibly more people."
"The Scandinavian Lostbelt is on the way aswell." Goredolf states. "So we'll be handling that on the way."
"Sounds like a good plan." Nota responds. "Guess we can use the time to get to know each other." She tells Tez.
Meanwhile, Koyanskaya took Kadoc to Kirschtaria's lostbelt, after his was destroyed.
"Wow! Way to screw things up, Kadoc." Beryl laughed.
"How was Chaldea able to destroy your lostbelt if they were so limited?" Ophelia questioned him.
"Now I'm sure he has good reason, don't you, Kadoc?" Kirschtaria questioned.
"Listen, I don't know how, but everything was going fine until the last second somehow that 2nd rate magus managed to summon a fucking divine spirit!" Kadoc said with frustration.
"Did he now?" Daybit asked.
"What kind of Divine spirit could he have possibly summoned?" Akuta asked him.
"Quetzalcoatl." Kadoc said. "Suddenly he showed up at the tree with her, and destroyed both my servant and It with her."
"Quetzalcoatl?!" Said a voice behind Daybit. "They have Quetzalcoatl with them?"
"Control yourself." Daybit told the figure.
"Oh? Your servant seems very interested to hear that name, Daybit." Pepe noticed.
"Well if the servant is from Latin America like his lostbelt, they're probably familiar with her." Kirschtaria comments.
A while after the meeting, Daybit talked to his servant. "You need to control yourself when I'm in a meeting with them."
"Sorry master, but them having Birdy with them changes things." The servant says.
"What are you planning?" Daybit questions.
"Something very fun!" The figure says, as he takes off his orange sunglasses, his blonde hair shining in the light. "Can you get me into contact with that Fox girl? Her assistance will be invaluable in this."
"So long as you still stay focused on our plan, then I don't mind it. Tezcatlipoca." Daybit finishes.
A/N: Next fic!!! Bit of a family reunion between Quetzalcoatl and Tezcatlipoca! Which obviously didn't end well. But that's to be expected. Meanwhile, it seems someone has plans in the Latin American lostbelt!!! Wonder what they could be!
