Summary: An encounter with a certain wizard brings back some old memories.
A/N: This is my first official fanfiction, and I'm sure it's bad, but I'm posting it anyway, so please enjoy !
I was walking down the halls of Camelot, just looking for things to do. Since it was pretty late and most of the gang were sleeping, I kept my footsteps light so I won't wake anyone.
I heard someone exclaimed as I turned around a corner, knowing who it was. I quickened my pace to see what the commotion was about.
However, the scene was much more endearing than what I suspected.
There, in the middle of the throne room, Douxie, my beloved idiot. Has somehow managed to get covered with some kind of slim and got stuck onto one of the columns.
'Well, well, well, what do we have here?'
Upon noticing my arrival, Douxie looked at me with an embarrassed smile, "Hey love, yeah interesting story, one for another time....can you please get me down, please?"
I casted a levitation spell and got him down with ease, giggling I walked up to him and checked for injuries, luckily he was fine.
"Now, can you tell me what happened? I thought you were on night patrol. " I asked
Douxie chuckled "I finished patrol and ran into a slight problem."
"By slight problem, he means a large group of Shadow Mephits." said archie, how did I not notice him here before
"Oh, come on, arch, it wasn't that bad." Douxie argued.
"Alright, whatever you say, darling, I'm just glad you guys made it back in one piece." I replied with a laugh.
Douxie looked at me with a small smile and something else in his eyes. "You have always come to my rescue, haven't you?"
"Well, I can't let my little douxie get in too much trouble, can't I?" We laughed at the joke as I recall the time something similar happened at the exact location when the moon was bright as tonight.
I finished my duties in the castle that day, and the sun had set, and the moon was up. I was skipping down the hall, heading towards my chamber, as I heard a loud bang followed by a soft 'fuzzbuckets'
I raced towards the sound, hoping to help whoever made that sound. I arrived at the throne room and saw a boy around my age surrounded by an older squire, and judging by the bucket on the floor and slorr juice on the squire, one would assume he has spilled the slorr juice onto the squire. And he is clearly in trouble.
"l..I'm really sorry, a..and it won't happen again I promise." the boy spoke in a high-pitched voice, and his voice cracked a bit at the end.
I walked up to them and spoke in the sweetest voice I could master, "Evening gentlemen, what seems to be the problem here."
The squire turned to my direction and said, "Ah, my dear, what is a fair lady as yourself doing here at this time of night."
I tried not to vomit at his disgusting attitude and put on a sweet smile " Well, kind squire, I am mearly looking for someone. You there, come with me, we shall depart immediately."
The boy immediately got up to his feet and followed me. Once we were out of sight, I turned to him, but before I could say anything, his said something which surprised me.
I was taken off guard, "Pardon?" I asked
"Did I do something wrong, why else would you be sent to fetch me, and.."
"No, no, I saw you were in need of help back there, so I wanted to help you. I'm y/n. What's your name?"
"Hisirdoux Casperan." The boy replied
Y/n and Douxie shaked hands as they became friends, and the rest is history.