Fandom: Tales of the Abyss
Pairing: Implied Jade x Peony
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING. Tales of the Abyss, Characters, locations...they all belong to Bandai Namco Games. I just do this for fun, not for any sort of profit.
Notes: This one was especially for Strify, too!
"I'm rather curious about something. I think..." Peony mused for a long moment. "I think we should have a chat."
Jade arched a brow. "And what would that be about, Your Majesty?"
"Nn..." Peony flinched slightly. Damn Jade and his excessive use of that formal title. "Yes, well...as I was going to say. Jade. Why must you have such terrible fashion sense?"
"I mean, not so much your military uniform. I had a hand in that, so of course it is of fine taste and design." Peony waved a hand, shrugging. "The problem is, however, the fact that it seems to be the only thing you wear. It's rather like...overkill, if you will."
"..." Jade sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, before ultimately fixing his glasses. "And?"
"And I know I must sound like I'm complaining, but I'm really not!" Peony chattered on, happily, not at all fazed by Jade's obviously shifting mood. "I simply consider it a duty to make sure that Malkuth is represented as fashionably as possible, amongst the more important points, to spare us embarrassment, you see? That and I simply think you could use an updated sense of what 'good fashion' is. That or, you know, the alternative."
"Alternative?" Despite knowing he would undoubtedly kick himself for it later, Jade couldn't help but be, if only slightly, curious. This was Peony. It was bound to be...interesting. "And that would be?"
"There are always alternatives, Jade! Always. And..." Peony leaned forward and grinned brightly at his friend. "You could always walk around naked, Jade."
"Mm..." Peony purred, slouching into the massive chair, his gaze still fixed on Jade. "I daresay, I'd quite like that 'fashion statement.' Yes, I'd like it quite a lot."
Jade rolled crimson eyes and neatly turned around. "Good evening, Your Majesty."
"No, no...Jaaaaade! JADE!"
Though, of course, it was too little, too late. The Necromancer had trekked steadily across the Audience Hall and out the door, all too happy to leave his friend behind. He knew, after all, that Peony's mild amusement would soon enough turn to sulking, and that was more than enough for him.