Ardyn would have to begrudgingly admit that he is greatly enjoying his time with the teen and his sister; playing games with them when their father or the old butler are not around, telling them stories of old, and sitting down to enjoy meals with them. It feels like he has a little family, it’s nice. But something kept gnawing at him, like he was forgetting something.
“I’m really going to miss you when you go back home.” Gladio says, cheeks slightly pink and face looking of forlorn as they walk home now that he is done with training.
Ah yes, that.
“I as well child. But I’m sure you’ll forget about me since things seem to be getting better for you.”
It has, while he still gets some razzing from his classmates, the instructor has been nicer to him; especially since Ardyn put his newfound shapeshifting spell to good use by taking on the guise of the portly principle and giving a talking down to the haughty teacher. Plus he has gained a few little admirers from some of the females in his class that has given the teenager a boost of confidence, hopefully it doesn’t give him a big ego. With his training, he now works one on one with his stoned faced tutor, the man preparing him for his eventual training of the Prince. But the biggest change has been with the boy’s father. While he’s still gruff with him at times, he’s been more lenient about what is expected of the teen, allowing him to have time where he can just act like a normal child.
“I know it is but, I’ll still miss you and all the fun things we did.”
“Oh? Like bopping you over the head like a misbehaving pup?”
Gladio chuckles to himself. “Well, not that. I like talking to you about books and history, playing games along with Iris, and when we go for walks. You’re kind of like a cool Uncle.”
Ardyn allows a rare smile to creep onto his face at the boy’s words. “And you’re like a pesky little rascal who will not stay off my lawn, but is sweetly endearing at the same time.”
Gladio chuckles again and even the older man lets a soft one out.
“So were you able to find a spell you’ll believe will work?”
“Hmm, possibly.”
Ardyn had narrowed it down to two, but both still had issues besides potentially not working. The one finalized with a kiss seemed the more simplistic, he just doesn’t want to steal away the boy’s first kiss nor is he comfortable with kissing a thirteen-year-old. He does have some morals. Then there's the second option with its cryptic ‘the summoner must give up something they hold dear’. The only thing that seems dear to the boy is his sister and that is a major no. Maybe he’ll just let Gladio decide when it’s time. And speaking of time.
“You said everyone will be out of the house on Sunday, correct?”
“Yeah, my Dad will be having council meetings all day and Jared is taking Iris to get her haircut in the afternoon. So that will give us about an hour and a half to set everything up and perform the spell.”
“So two more days and I will be back home.” Ardyn says with a soft sigh. He feels quite relieved at the prospect of returning back to Niflheim, but a small part of him feels a pang of sadness. Damn little urchin with his sad kicked puppy face.
“Hey,” Gladio begins, him slightly fidgeting and looking bashful. “we should do something fun before you leave, like a going away party.”
“Hmm, wouldn’t really be a party if it’s just the two of us.”
“Still, we should do something.” the teen says and then looks over at the park as they walk by. “Hey, do you want to go walk that trail again?”
Ardyn sighs annoyedly, wanting to get back to the teen’s abode and take a nice long bath. But when he sees the sparkle in those amber eyes, he knows he can’t say no. “Very well, but only for a bit.”
Gladio beams brightly and turns into the park, with Ardyn shaking his head and following soon after. Once the two are on the trail and safely out of view from most people, Ardyn unhides and walks aside of the teen.
“Are there places like this from where you are from?” Gladio asks curiously.
“Yes, but I seldom get to enjoy them.”
Can't really stop to smell the roses when you're trying to dispose of a body. Although, maybe he should take a walk sometime, he might find some new serene places where he can hide the remains of his enemies.
“You should though, it can be relaxing.” Gladio says and then gets a playful look to him. “I wish I had a large bouncy ball.”
Without a thought, Ardyn flicks his wrist and manifest the object, then looks spitefully at it then the grinning child standing before him. He goes to snap at the boy but then notices the eager puppy face he is giving him, feeling his ire slowly slipping away.
“Let me guess, you want me to throw this so you can chase after it then bring it back to me?”
Gladio frowns. “I’m a dog. I wanna play catch with you.”
Ardyn looks at the round item in his hand, brain slowly processing what was just said to him. ‘Play catch’. That was something a parent and child do for fun. The older man returns his gaze to the teen, him looking more like an overgrown toddler as he bounces on his toes and looks hopeful.
“Very well, I shall amuse you. For a bit.”
Gladio moves himself further down the trail before turning back to Ardyn, hopping slightly and flailing his arms.
“Okay! Throw it to me!”
A cheeky little smile curls onto the bound Chancellors lips. He does toss the ball, right over the teen’s head, making him chase after it. The teen bounds back over while still wearing his trademark goofy grin and tosses the ball back. Ardyn watches as it sails towards him, pursing his lips and using his magic to bring the ball to him.
“Hey, that’s cheating!” Gladio grumbles but stops and watches as the ball is tossed back, right over his head. He puffs his cheeks out and chases after the ball. “All right, I’m going to throw it and no cheating this time!”
Ardyn still does it anyway. The two continue their little game until it begins to get dark, realizing they stayed a little longer then they had planned. They rush back as quickly as they can but as soon as Gladio steps foot inside his house, he is greeted by an angry look from his father.
“You’re late.” the man says lowly.
Gladio goes rigid. Ardyn leans in close to him and whispers something to the teen, him relaxing slightly.
“I wanted to work on my stamina more and went for a jog at the park.”
The elder Amicitia stares at his son briefly before grunting. “Call someone next time.”
“Yes sir.” he says, letting a soft sigh escape him.
“Go get yourself cleaned up, Jared will have dinner ready at eighteen-thirty.”
“Will do, sir.”
The teen heads off to wash himself, getting pounced upon by his sister as he does.
“Gladdy I was so worried when you didn’t come home, but then I remembered Mr. Ghost is with you and he won’t let anything bad happen to you.” she says and then giggles when she feels a phantom hand pat her on the head. “Oh, oh! Hey Mr. Ghost can I show you something while my brother gets cleanup?”
“Iris, what are you up to?” the teen asks curiously.
“None of your business Gladdy, gosh.”
Ardyn chuckles to himself and gives her a little nudge while nodding. She leads the invisible man to her room and once she makes sure no one followed she closes the door marginally.
“What is it you want to show me child?” he asks, then watches as the little girl runs over to a bag, taking out a book and presenting it to him. “A children’s book?”
“Yeah, Papa gave Jared some money so that I could get something when we went shopping today and I got this. I want to practice reading with you so that I can read it to my Papa and Gladdy. Will you help me?”
He looks down at her, looking into her big puppy eyes, and just like with her brother he knows he can’t deny her. “Very well.”
Iris squeals happily and plops down into a little plush Moogle chair. Ardyn listens as the girl reads her book, correcting her whenever she mispronounces a word and helping her when she doesn’t know one. Eventually, she is called for dinner, leaving Ardyn to amble about the house by himself. He eventually makes his way back down to the basement, looking at the spot on the floor where he was summoned. A strange feeling comes over him, setting the daemons who inhabit him into a tizzy. While he was delighted with the prospect of returning back to his home, a part of him feels a tad melancholy, knowing once he returns there will be no one to greet him. Ardyn snaps out of his funk and shakes his head. Maybe he’ll get himself a cat or two, they don’t need much care and can be mildly friendly, when not sleeping or being little assholes. He hears a raucous bout of laughter from upstairs, upon heading back up he finds the little girl in the midst of a giggle fit as she is relentlessly tickled by her brother as their bemused Father watches from his spot in his recliner. It was a sweet little sight, almost enough to make his blackened heart swell. After the siblings finish their battle, the little girl presents them with her new book.
“Would you like for me to read that to you Iris?” Clarus asks.
“Nope, I want to read it to you and Gladdy.”
The two men look at her in surprise before smiling at her. Iris pushes over an ottoman to sit on so she is near both her Father and brother. She looks at the both of them before quickly glancing at Ardyn, giving him a little smile and proceeding to read her book. The night rolls on with Gladio getting a start on his homework as his sister gets tucked into bed. Once she is alone, Ardyn goes to her and motions for her to remain quiet.
“Young one, I have a favor to ask of you. I’ll be leaving here shortly and I have a deep concern for your brother. Would you promise me, that you’ll always show him love and support, especially when the weight of the world and his duty tries to push him down.”
“Okay Mr. Ghost, I promise.” she whispers softly, a smile on her face.
He smiles at her in return but then looks at her curiously as she holds up her pinkie to him.
“What ever are you doing?”
“It’s a pinkie promise. You clasp pinkies with someone you make a promise to and you can never break it.”
Ardyn chuckles softly at this. Such a simple little thing, but so endearing. He clasps his pinkie with hers, the little girl smiling broadly before releasing him and snuggling down in her bed.
“Goodnight Mr. Ghost.”
“Goodnight Iris.”
The auburn haired man retreats from her room and returns to the living room, finding the teen there alone, doing his schoolwork. Ardyn walks over to him and glances at his work, watching as he carefully writes his words in cursive. The older man gives a pat to the boy’s head, him stopping momentarily to smile before resuming his work.
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Fill (9/10) Any/Ardyn, demon summoning gone wrong
Date: 2018-01-27 04:40 am (UTC)“I’m really going to miss you when you go back home.” Gladio says, cheeks slightly pink and face looking of forlorn as they walk home now that he is done with training.
Ah yes, that.
“I as well child. But I’m sure you’ll forget about me since things seem to be getting better for you.”
It has, while he still gets some razzing from his classmates, the instructor has been nicer to him; especially since Ardyn put his newfound shapeshifting spell to good use by taking on the guise of the portly principle and giving a talking down to the haughty teacher. Plus he has gained a few little admirers from some of the females in his class that has given the teenager a boost of confidence, hopefully it doesn’t give him a big ego. With his training, he now works one on one with his stoned faced tutor, the man preparing him for his eventual training of the Prince. But the biggest change has been with the boy’s father. While he’s still gruff with him at times, he’s been more lenient about what is expected of the teen, allowing him to have time where he can just act like a normal child.
“I know it is but, I’ll still miss you and all the fun things we did.”
“Oh? Like bopping you over the head like a misbehaving pup?”
Gladio chuckles to himself. “Well, not that. I like talking to you about books and history, playing games along with Iris, and when we go for walks. You’re kind of like a cool Uncle.”
Ardyn allows a rare smile to creep onto his face at the boy’s words. “And you’re like a pesky little rascal who will not stay off my lawn, but is sweetly endearing at the same time.”
Gladio chuckles again and even the older man lets a soft one out.
“So were you able to find a spell you’ll believe will work?”
“Hmm, possibly.”
Ardyn had narrowed it down to two, but both still had issues besides potentially not working. The one finalized with a kiss seemed the more simplistic, he just doesn’t want to steal away the boy’s first kiss nor is he comfortable with kissing a thirteen-year-old. He does have some morals. Then there's the second option with its cryptic ‘the summoner must give up something they hold dear’. The only thing that seems dear to the boy is his sister and that is a major no. Maybe he’ll just let Gladio decide when it’s time. And speaking of time.
“You said everyone will be out of the house on Sunday, correct?”
“Yeah, my Dad will be having council meetings all day and Jared is taking Iris to get her haircut in the afternoon. So that will give us about an hour and a half to set everything up and perform the spell.”
“So two more days and I will be back home.” Ardyn says with a soft sigh. He feels quite relieved at the prospect of returning back to Niflheim, but a small part of him feels a pang of sadness. Damn little urchin with his sad kicked puppy face.
“Hey,” Gladio begins, him slightly fidgeting and looking bashful. “we should do something fun before you leave, like a going away party.”
“Hmm, wouldn’t really be a party if it’s just the two of us.”
“Still, we should do something.” the teen says and then looks over at the park as they walk by. “Hey, do you want to go walk that trail again?”
Ardyn sighs annoyedly, wanting to get back to the teen’s abode and take a nice long bath. But when he sees the sparkle in those amber eyes, he knows he can’t say no. “Very well, but only for a bit.”
Gladio beams brightly and turns into the park, with Ardyn shaking his head and following soon after. Once the two are on the trail and safely out of view from most people, Ardyn unhides and walks aside of the teen.
“Are there places like this from where you are from?” Gladio asks curiously.
“Yes, but I seldom get to enjoy them.”
Can't really stop to smell the roses when you're trying to dispose of a body. Although, maybe he should take a walk sometime, he might find some new serene places where he can hide the remains of his enemies.
“You should though, it can be relaxing.” Gladio says and then gets a playful look to him. “I wish I had a large bouncy ball.”
Without a thought, Ardyn flicks his wrist and manifest the object, then looks spitefully at it then the grinning child standing before him. He goes to snap at the boy but then notices the eager puppy face he is giving him, feeling his ire slowly slipping away.
“Let me guess, you want me to throw this so you can chase after it then bring it back to me?”
Gladio frowns. “I’m a dog. I wanna play catch with you.”
Ardyn looks at the round item in his hand, brain slowly processing what was just said to him. ‘Play catch’. That was something a parent and child do for fun. The older man returns his gaze to the teen, him looking more like an overgrown toddler as he bounces on his toes and looks hopeful.
“Very well, I shall amuse you. For a bit.”
Gladio moves himself further down the trail before turning back to Ardyn, hopping slightly and flailing his arms.
“Okay! Throw it to me!”
A cheeky little smile curls onto the bound Chancellors lips. He does toss the ball, right over the teen’s head, making him chase after it. The teen bounds back over while still wearing his trademark goofy grin and tosses the ball back. Ardyn watches as it sails towards him, pursing his lips and using his magic to bring the ball to him.
“Hey, that’s cheating!” Gladio grumbles but stops and watches as the ball is tossed back, right over his head. He puffs his cheeks out and chases after the ball. “All right, I’m going to throw it and no cheating this time!”
Ardyn still does it anyway. The two continue their little game until it begins to get dark, realizing they stayed a little longer then they had planned. They rush back as quickly as they can but as soon as Gladio steps foot inside his house, he is greeted by an angry look from his father.
“You’re late.” the man says lowly.
Gladio goes rigid. Ardyn leans in close to him and whispers something to the teen, him relaxing slightly.
“I wanted to work on my stamina more and went for a jog at the park.”
The elder Amicitia stares at his son briefly before grunting. “Call someone next time.”
“Yes sir.” he says, letting a soft sigh escape him.
“Go get yourself cleaned up, Jared will have dinner ready at eighteen-thirty.”
“Will do, sir.”
The teen heads off to wash himself, getting pounced upon by his sister as he does.
“Gladdy I was so worried when you didn’t come home, but then I remembered Mr. Ghost is with you and he won’t let anything bad happen to you.” she says and then giggles when she feels a phantom hand pat her on the head. “Oh, oh! Hey Mr. Ghost can I show you something while my brother gets cleanup?”
“Iris, what are you up to?” the teen asks curiously.
“None of your business Gladdy, gosh.”
Ardyn chuckles to himself and gives her a little nudge while nodding. She leads the invisible man to her room and once she makes sure no one followed she closes the door marginally.
“What is it you want to show me child?” he asks, then watches as the little girl runs over to a bag, taking out a book and presenting it to him. “A children’s book?”
“Yeah, Papa gave Jared some money so that I could get something when we went shopping today and I got this. I want to practice reading with you so that I can read it to my Papa and Gladdy. Will you help me?”
He looks down at her, looking into her big puppy eyes, and just like with her brother he knows he can’t deny her. “Very well.”
Iris squeals happily and plops down into a little plush Moogle chair. Ardyn listens as the girl reads her book, correcting her whenever she mispronounces a word and helping her when she doesn’t know one. Eventually, she is called for dinner, leaving Ardyn to amble about the house by himself. He eventually makes his way back down to the basement, looking at the spot on the floor where he was summoned. A strange feeling comes over him, setting the daemons who inhabit him into a tizzy. While he was delighted with the prospect of returning back to his home, a part of him feels a tad melancholy, knowing once he returns there will be no one to greet him. Ardyn snaps out of his funk and shakes his head. Maybe he’ll get himself a cat or two, they don’t need much care and can be mildly friendly, when not sleeping or being little assholes. He hears a raucous bout of laughter from upstairs, upon heading back up he finds the little girl in the midst of a giggle fit as she is relentlessly tickled by her brother as their bemused Father watches from his spot in his recliner. It was a sweet little sight, almost enough to make his blackened heart swell. After the siblings finish their battle, the little girl presents them with her new book.
“Would you like for me to read that to you Iris?” Clarus asks.
“Nope, I want to read it to you and Gladdy.”
The two men look at her in surprise before smiling at her. Iris pushes over an ottoman to sit on so she is near both her Father and brother. She looks at the both of them before quickly glancing at Ardyn, giving him a little smile and proceeding to read her book. The night rolls on with Gladio getting a start on his homework as his sister gets tucked into bed. Once she is alone, Ardyn goes to her and motions for her to remain quiet.
“Young one, I have a favor to ask of you. I’ll be leaving here shortly and I have a deep concern for your brother. Would you promise me, that you’ll always show him love and support, especially when the weight of the world and his duty tries to push him down.”
“Okay Mr. Ghost, I promise.” she whispers softly, a smile on her face.
He smiles at her in return but then looks at her curiously as she holds up her pinkie to him.
“What ever are you doing?”
“It’s a pinkie promise. You clasp pinkies with someone you make a promise to and you can never break it.”
Ardyn chuckles softly at this. Such a simple little thing, but so endearing. He clasps his pinkie with hers, the little girl smiling broadly before releasing him and snuggling down in her bed.
“Goodnight Mr. Ghost.”
“Goodnight Iris.”
The auburn haired man retreats from her room and returns to the living room, finding the teen there alone, doing his schoolwork. Ardyn walks over to him and glances at his work, watching as he carefully writes his words in cursive. The older man gives a pat to the boy’s head, him stopping momentarily to smile before resuming his work.