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before she became a queen, she was just a girl; a girl who never knew the impact she would eventually have on the war. independent young!queen from ff type-0

[helmdivide]

This was too weird… There was no way— was there? The blonde scanned over the tiny class president, if there was one thing he had to be certain of, this was definitely queen. Fingers found their way to scruffy tresses, his mouth hanging semi open as if to speak, but unable to really make heads or tails of what he was attempting to say

"You’re in the Peristylium Suzaku— Y’know, in Rubrum." He continued to look down on the small child, almost convinced he had near gone insane or was obviously dreaming. But, if this was a dream, he could just do whatever he wanted and go along with it! Right. Good plan.

"So this may sound kinda weird, but your name wouldn’t happen to be Queen by any chance would it?”

[tinyclassprincess]

Queen cocked her head at the taller student as he eyed her up and down, analysing her features. Perhaps the realisation was starting to sink in and now he was unsure as to how to respond.

"The Peristylium..." she murmured to herself. So it was true; she was inside the walls of the famed school she had admired for so long.

"Ah, yes that is my name," her eyes lit up, and a smile spread across her face. "Then... you know who I am?"

[type-nine-blog]

"Big?" The dragoon laughed at the comment. "Oi! Haven’t I always been bigger than ya?!" 

Despite allowing herself to be helped up, the little one held an air of independence and handled herself with such grace. There was almost no mistaking that this was Queen—in one form or another. The big question was—

"How did this happen, korā?! Did ya use some sorta magic ta make ya small?" He mumbled, "But I don’ know why ya would wanna…”

[tinyclassprincess]

Queen frowned, pondering the older Nine's comment; the Nine of her time wasn't that much taller than her. If anything, they were the same height. He teased her by saying that one day he would be so much taller than her, and judging by this Nine it seemed his wish would eventually come true when he was older.

"I explained to you before," she huffed, a hint of annoyance evident in her cool voice. "This is no magic."

Peering up at him through her framed glasses, Queen tilted her head. Did she dare take a risk in trying to explain the situation to this older Nine? He could hardly keep up with her in class, let alone understand a concept that even she had trouble understanding herself.

"As you may have guessed... I am Queen; however, I am not the Queen whom you know," she began carefully, going slowly so as not to confuse him too much, she hoped. "I am her from... another timeline - another time period, so to speak."

[type-nine-blog]

"Eh? Then what tha hell…."

He eyed the little one quizzically, as he scratched at the top of his head. Several possible scenerios ran through this mind: this child was related to Queen in some way—LONG LOST SISTER? Or maybe…Queen had suddenly become a parent and this was her child; but the thought alone made no absolute sense because this was Queen he was referring to. Nope. NO WAY IN HELL!

"So…why don’t ya explain ta me——O! KORĀ!" 

The little one managed to easily get passed him. But fortunately, she didn’t make it very far. Her slight clumsiness caused him to chuckle in response. And he made his way over to check on her. He moved around in front of her body and bent down low.

"Oi…Runnin ‘round here’s kinda dangerous, ya know? This floor ain’t yer friend, korā." And by that, he spoke with experience, having run around the place all these years and constantly tripping over himself. He held out a hand to her and grinned.

"Yer so small, korā!"

[tinyclassprincess]

Ouch. How ironic that she was the one falling in front of big Nine when in her time it was usually the other way around. Pushing herself into a kneeling position, she straightened up her glasses properly, staring at the outstretched hand Nine offered to her.

Pouting, she reluctantly took his hand, using it as support to stand herself up. Folding her arms across her chest, she frowned as he called her small.

"No... you are just big," Queen muttered, dusting off her dress. She ignored his earlier comment about watching herself in the corridors. She didn't want to admit that maybe he was right about not running indoors.

[mothermulletarchive]

"Hmm." He brushed her hair back and tucked it behind her small ear before tilting his head in further inquiry, “Not missing the us of your age?"

[tinyclassprincess]

It was a valid question; if it were big King who had been transported to her timeline, being the only "big" Class Zero member maybe he would have felt lonely as well. However that was not the case with her.

"No," she shook her head again, her hair falling out of place just where King had fixed it up for her. "I mean... I think some of them came with me. They, like me, are in this current timeline at the moment."

[mothermulletarchive]

Blinking once at the unexpected head pat, he instinctively reached out to return the gesture. “So it has. Did you manage to go back?"

[tinyclassprincess]

Queen giggled as King pet her on the head, smiling up at him. He really hadn't changed from the King of her time.

"Go back?" she frowned, before assuming that he meant returning to her own time. Shaking her head, she replied, "I do not mind. It is fun being with big King and the others."

[helmdivide]

tinyclassprincess started following you

[helmdivide]

Crystal optics blinked as they scanned the figure of the small child, almost certain she held the same appearence as Queen — impossible.. "Uh.. heya little one, you.. lost?"

[tinyclassprincess]

She had only ever seen the Peristylium from the outside, but never gone inside its walls until recently. As a result, it was easy to lose one's way, especially when one was smaller than most of the Peristylium's other inhabitants. Admiring the lavish decorations along the walls and intrigued by all the students that came past, it was no surprise she accidentally bumped into the leg of another.

Pulling away, she readjusted her glasses and was about to curtsy and apologise until she saw the vaguely familiar face. She recognised him almost immediately, but as for him he still hadn't quite worked out who she was.

"Ah... I suppose I am a little... lost, as you put it," Queen murmured quietly. "Could you please tell me where I am?"

[type-nine-blog]

Nine’s eyes follow the little one as she hurried away, though it was a bit of a surprise that she didn’t go far.

"W-wait up, korā! I didn’t mean ta scare ya er ‘nythin…."

Unsure of how to approach the young girl, he crept towards the pillar, one step at a time. He stood on the opposite side as she did, and he peered around to look at her.

"Yo!" And upon closer look, the young child looked exactly like Queen—except…well, younger. “What…What happened to ya?! Is this some kinda magic, korā?!" 

[tinyclassprincess]

Peeking out her head from behind the pillar, she looked the bigger Nine up and down before shrinking away again when she saw him approaching. As his head poked out from around the pillar, Queen clung closer to the wall, shyly averting her gaze to the floor.

"N-Nothing happened to me..." she murmured in a tiny voice. "And this is no magic."

Etro, Nine really had gotten big. She barely reached his waist at full height. Ducking around him, she ran off again, tiny footsteps thumping against the carpeted floor. However, Queen hadn't gotten very far when she tripped and fell to the ground with a thud.

[swordglassesquick]

“In the beginning, I didn’t think so either.” Evelyn answered truthfully. Eyeing the little one’s frown, the elder was thinking that she did not approve or tried to figure out how. Ah, that was a funny thing to ponder. How did they get their start again? A small smile graced Evelyn’s lips as she remembered that day.

Although she had kissed him, Evelyn failed to mention that she had been the one to kiss him first to distract him during a spar. If Raine didn’t ask, she certainly wouldn’t tell, but then again, Raine might wonder. 

“Out of all the Class boys, it was him.” She confessed, continuing to think back. She didn’t need to kiss him to win that training spar. He even said so. And then shortly after, his ego took over, telling her that if she wanted to kiss him, she could have just asked instead of going through all that trouble. After speaking with Raine, she would have to bring it up with him. She wondered if he even remembered that. 

[tinyclassprincess]

"Out of all the boys, why him?" the little one muttered, casting her gaze to the ground. After growing up among everyone, she was still trying to wrap her head around the idea of Evelyn and Nine.

Upon meeting Big Nine, she concluded that he hadn't changed all that much from the Nine of her time. So she still couldn't understand how she eventually ended up kissing him. And then her mind drifted to the other boys in her class, wondering what they were like. Who had the quiet and enigmatic King taken an interest to? Or the cheerful and cheeky Jack? Her curiosity was getting the better of her; it was a fun subject to daydream about.

[swordglassesquick]

By the way little Raine hissed his name, Queen nervously cleared her throat. Raine was still going through that stage. So was little Nine if memory served correctly. At Raine’s age, they had bickered until she chased him around the classroom. Her most vivid memory of those days would be of Nine jumping down from various places and sticking his tongue out at her.

And who would have thought that very same tongue would to used to—-Etro, Queen wanted to hang her head in shame when her mind drifted to something else. The Goddess should forbid her from having these thoughts in the presence of her alternate younger self.

Scratching her cheek, Evelyn tilted her head to the side and shrugged her shoulders. The little one had gotten it right. She did promise her that she would admit it if she had guessed correctly. “If I said yes, what would you say?”

[tinyclassprincess]

Oh. Oh dear. Now she was sure that response meant she had guessed correctly. After all, while she had been guessing the other names Evelyn had immediately denied them. But this time, there was no shaking of heads nor laughing in disbelief.

Even Raine herself wasn't sure how to answer Evelyn's question. All she knew was that the Nine she was familiar with teased her way too much for her to believe the two of them could ever be more than just... friends.

"...I did not know he was your type," she commented offhandedly, pursing her little lips into a frown.

She wondered what that meant for her future. Then again, Evelyn was only one possible future version of her; that much was clear from their differing birth names. Her face scrunched up again when she tried to imagine herself and Nine kissing. Nope, nope. She shook her head in disbelief; besides, she was much too young to be thinking about it.

[swordglassesquick]

Brushing away some strands of hair Raine’s face, she kissed a light kiss on her younger self’s forehead. It was an odd gesture, but it felt right nonetheless. As Evelyn pulled away, she found herself asking if she would teach her to fight. Staring into the eyes of her younger self, she hesitated.

In all honesty, she did not want to train her in the ways of fighting or war. She would never want Raine to face all of it. Evelyn did not want her to lose that innocence like she did all those years ago. “We’ll see, Raine.” She answered vaguely. “We will see.”

[tinyclassprincess]

The response that Raine received led her to believe that while Evelyn didn't say she would train her, she wasn't counting out the idea either. Maybe with a bit more convincing she would eventually give in to the wishes of her younger self.

Playing with the ends of her hair, Raine thought about all that had just happened. It wasn't everyday that she met older versions of her classmates, moreso an older version of herself to add to that. It was certainly a lot for anyone to take in.

Yawning, she rubbed her eyes and realised how late it was getting. She needed to be home soon else Mother would worry... wherever home was. Clinging to her older self, she hugged her tight before letting go, smiling up at her shyly.

"I... I have to be going soon," she murmured, tucking her hands behind her back. "Mother will be wondering where I am otherwise. Is... Mother like that with you as well...?"

[tinyclassprincess]

"Nightmares..."

[mothermulletarchive]

Not wanting the smaller Queen to tip over from having to look up at him, he placed a large hand on top of her head — in case she really did fall over backwards — as he descended towards the ground. It was when he was sitting cross legged on the ground did he remove his hand; content that she wasn’t completely craning her neck anymore.

[tinyclassprincess]

So tall, was all she could think as he descended to her height, crossing his legs and plopping himself on the ground. Even his hand was so much bigger than her, and she suddenly felt tiny next to him. But now that she saw his face, she did recognise some of her King being in there. Although he was older, he still had that gentle expression to his face.

"Eh? What are you talking about, King?" Queen began, tilting her head to the side. "I have always been this tall."

If anything, it was he who had grown taller. But then again, she wasn't sure whether they were in the present or the future. If it was the latter, then perhaps he was right in saying that she had shrunk from the Queen whom he knew.

[tinyclassprincess]

Goodbye

It wasn't supposed to be like this. Big sister Evelyn was strong, wasn't she? She wouldn't fall so easily to the Milites. She was the heroine with the sword; the one who did away with all of her enemies like the ones in her stories. But this was no fairytale.

Gingerly crossing the empty field to her, the soft tap tap of her shoes sounded on the ground. She dropped to her knees before her older self, pressing an ear to her chest. She could still feel it rising and falling slowly, so all was not gone yet.

"E-Evelyn-nee?" Raine quietly murmured, fighting through blurred vision to find her hand, squeezing it.

The bloodied face turned to her slowly, a weak smile on her face. With her other hand, Evelyn cupped her cheek, smoothing back some of her hair. When her hand slackened from Raine's face, the little one fought harder to get her to stay awake, but it was in vain.

"Evelyn-nee... Evelyn-nee, wake up..."

Her tiny cries felt so empty in the vast open with no one around to hear her. And that was when she realised; the body laying in front of her could very well have been Raine herself.

[tinyclassprincess]

Warmth

Plopped on the ground with a tree topper in hand and a large chair about twice her size next to her, her lips were pursed in a pout, as she clutched the tree topper closer to her chest. She thought the chair would be enough, but it seemed not. How was she supposed to reach the top of the tree now?

She gasped out loud when she was suddenly lifted off the ground and found herself hoisted on top of Big Nine's shoulders. Looking down at him, he grinned up at her, before taking a shaky step towards the top of the Christmas tree.

Leaning forward, her tiny arm was stretched out towards the point of the tree. When Big Nine also leaned forward, that seemed to do the trick, as she plopped the tree topper on top and patted his head, indicating that he could straighten up now.

Seated on his shoulders, she smiled widely to herself seeing the large golden star that now adorned the top of the Christmas tree. Although she liked to be independent, there were some things she still needed help with sometimes.

[mothermulletarchive]

tinyclassprincess started following you

“…Queen? So you’ve also shrunk.”

[tinyclassprincess]

She knew King as being a tall person, but this one was far taller than she remembered him being. Craning her neck up to look at him, she felt herself tipping backwards as she attempted to maintain eye contact with him.

Frowning, she jumped a little and pulled on his jacket, trying to get him to come down. There wasn't any way she could talk to him with him being up so high.

[tinyclassprincess]

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[swordglassesquick]

“That strength is what you will gain here. You don’t have it yet, but you will.” She held Raine close. Everything that the little one knew was going to change. There was magic she needed to master, a weapon she would learn to use and a war that she would have to fight in.

If she could, Evelyn would want to keep her from the horrors she would see.

“So do not worry. You are still young.” She pulled away and helped little Raine wipe her tears away. “You will learn everything with time. I just…they almost had me marry someone I didn’t want to marry, but I challenged him to a duel. Being a man of honor, he had to accept the challenge and the stakes. With my training here, I easily won. He and my father were forced to accept my decision to call off the engagement.”

And her family hadn’t bothered her since. Thank Etro.

[tinyclassprincess]

As Evelyn helped wipe her tears away, she sniffed quietly before her eyes lit up once more. She could just imagine Evelyn fighting away the bad people with her sword; she almost pictured her to be like one of those fairytale heroes in the stories she liked to read.

"You must be really strong," Raine said with slight awe, smiling shyly at her. "Can you teach me to fight as you do one day?"

If she had the same strength and training as Evelyn did, even her parents wouldn't stand in her way. She almost couldn't wait to grow up now if it meant she would become like Evelyn.