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Monsters and Mana 2 - Save The World, Get The Girl - Chapter One
Character: Keith Kogane, Pidge Gunderson/Katie Holt, Lance McClain, Hunk Garrett, Shirogane Takashi, Coran, Princess Allura, Matt Holt
Pairings: Keith/Pidge
Warnings!: This is going to be one looooonnnggg fic! I think? So far I'm barely into the plot and I have four chapters, so let's see how far we go! I'll add warnings as they come up!
Summary: After many battles, the war is over, and the team have finally got some well-earned downtime! Having noticed that Pidge and Keith had feelings for one another but hadn't yet acted on them, they decide to have Coran run another campaign, this time with the two as betrothed royalty!
A/N: Here you go, guys! This is chapter one of my Monsters and Mana follow up which is basically a fantasy story involving or rather leading up to some Kidge romance!
Also! The title is actually something my brother has as a tattoo!
Chapter One
‘Keith, you’ll love this!’ Pidge bounced up and down beside him, walking down the corridor to where the rest of the team were waiting in a large booth in the garrison rec room. ‘We all have our own characters and everything! I’m a tough warrior! With a huge axe and full plate armour!’
Keith smiled down at her exuberant explanation. He had been away with the blades when they last played and each of them had mentioned at least in passing how much fun the game was. ‘Meklevar! Best axe fighter in three lands!’
‘I can’t wait to see you in action, Meklevar.’
‘I can’t wait to see what you choose to play. Just, not a paladin, okay? It’s meant to be an escape, not art imitating life.’
‘Who chose to be a…’
‘I want to be a paladin.’ Shiro argued, leaning on the game table and giving Coran a firm look.
‘And like I said, this is a one off adventure and you all have prewritten characters to fit in with the plot. Here’s your character, master thief.’ He slapped the datapad with the character information on into Shiro’s chest. ‘This will be a good exercise to get everyone out of their comfort zones and utilise your imagination while you’re at it! You have to work with what you’ve got in the field and this is no different.’
‘A…thief?’ Shiro looked at the datapad in despair. This wasn’t what he had been hoping to play.
‘Here you go, Princess, as discussed.’ Coran handed them each a datapad. ‘Matt should be along in a few doboshes too.’
They each took a seat around the table, Keith and Pidge side by side as they always seemed to be these day and it hadn’t escaped anyones notice.
‘Hey, no peeking!’ Allura pulled her datapad away from Lance who was trying his best to get a look. ‘This has sensitive information pertinent to me and me alone!’
‘You just got it, how do you know what’s pertinent and what’s not?’ Lance leaned in closer.
‘Coran and I have spoken at length about my character’s background, and if you don’t stop I will move seats!’
‘Fine.’ Lance sat back in his seat, arms folded and pouting.
‘Now, I want you all to go around the table and introduce yourselves.’ Coran began. ‘Character descriptions are on page two. Keith? As a newcomer, why don’t you go first?’ He passed him his datapad.
‘Alright.’ He scrolled hesitantly. ‘It says I’m Prince Theophilus of Qiomend, Theo for short. My country is in negotiations to ally with the neighbouring country of Ephbe, who we have a trade deal with but it’s delicate at best.’
‘Hey, how come Keith gets to be the prince?’ Lance argued but a well placed elbow and glare by Allura silenced him.
‘I agree.’ Keith replied. ‘Lance is much better suited for this kind of role.’
Coran stared at Keith, his left eye twitching. ‘I have spent a lot of varga making this campaign and you will stick with the characters I have designated.’
‘Just do as he says, Keith. It can’t be as bad as being a thief.’ Shiro scowled more than he should have, given it was only a game.
‘Princess, if you will?’ Coran asked without taking his eyes off both Shiro and Keith beside one another, evidently unimpressed by their disappointment.
‘I am Mylaerla. A beautiful, mysterious woman from the exotic tribe of Daquin.’
‘Yes you are.’ Lance grinned at her, which she easily ignored.
‘Shiro?’
Shiro sighed. ‘My name is Airdan Swifthands, a master thief for hire. I come from Ephbe and have a reputation for retrieving lost things with the least amount of casualties.’
‘That actually sounds rather heroic for a thief.’ Pidge commented. ‘More like a bounty hunter or…’
‘A bailiff?’ Hunk suggested.
‘Moving on.’ Coran passed Hunk his pad.
‘Oh, wait, no, I’m a bounty hunter. Lore Greyarrow. I come from Snagrore, a mutual enemy of both Ephbe and Qiomend. Cool.’
‘Lance?’
‘Let’s see what main character sharpshooter gets to play.’ He scrolled with a smug smile on his face, until he reached his background. ‘What the quiznak is this?’ He waved the pad at Coran. ‘You have to be kidding me?’
‘Not kidding in the slightest. You are Billy, Prince Theophilus’ loyal servant.’
Keith burst out laughing as Lance continued to complain. ‘Oh no, I’m not being his servant! I don’t even have a last name! I may as well be a slave!’
‘Not a slave, per se.’ Coran twirled his moustache thoughtfully. ‘But your family do owe a debt of honour to Prince Theophilus’ family, which is why you’re completely devoted to him.’
‘Remember, this is a good team building exercise.’ Shiro interrupted before the arguing could get any worse. ‘And the way you’re delaying things we’ll never get to the story.’
‘Well, said, master thief! Lastly, over to you.’ Coran handed the second to last datapad to Pidge.
‘Okay, I’m Princess Quieta Ambrossia of Ephbe. I’m the sister of the newly crowned king who wants to make peace with neighbouring Qiomend. I spend my days…’ she looked up at Coran. ‘Seriously?’
‘You’re a princess. Your pastimes include embroidery and dancing.’
Pidge narrowed her eyes at him. ‘I’ll bring your research to the top of my list if you let me make ten changes.’
Coran stroked his chin thoughtfully. It was a tempting offer. He had been wanting to know the results of his research into the correlation between the amount of the Earth beverage coffee related to the number of times he had to expel his waste water and until now he had been held to the longest of waiting lists while so called more important projects got the go ahead. ‘Two changes.’
‘Eight.’
‘Three.’
‘Five, and I throw in a coffee gift card I got for my last birthday that I haven’t used.’
‘Done!’
They shook hands across the table. ‘Great.’ Pidge pulled up the rulebook and started making changes.
‘No fair, how come she gets to make changes?’ Lance complained yet again.
‘Because she drives a hard bargain.’ Coran straightened his posture as though he had won some great moral victory before opening his own datapad. ‘Our story begins in the great hall of the castle of Ephbe kingdom. You have all been summoned here by King Z’opetes the Just, older brother of Princess Quieta. Oh, except you, Princess. You’re not here.’
‘Got it.’ Allura nodded. ‘Then, where am I?’
‘Not you, Princess, Princess Quieta.’
‘Me?’ Pidge looked up hearing her, in her opinion, stupid character name.
‘Yes, you’re not here.’
‘I’ll just keep doing this then.’ Pidge turned back to her pad and Coran continued.
Hi, my name is mycapt-ohcapt and I am addicted to reading and writing a world that doesn't exist anywhere but in my own head. But it's ok, they know me there. So to add to my fantasyland I've got these one shot req I'll be working on in between inventing my "wish it were me" world for Nicole and Chris: 1. Tickle 2. Chris as dad 3. Chris' inner monologue as he walked Betty White to the stage 4. Chris being totally awkward with a girl 5. An actual story and not just quick imagines for my idea of Chris and Seb doing the Outsiders play in High School. Playing Soc and Greaser rolls. Anything I missed? Let me know @always-an-evans-addict @theycallmebecca @svetlanaabril @saffreelove @smoothdogsgirl @mypatronusismrpricklepants
