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fluffyfranny · 2 years

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Alchemical Anniversary

Iiiit's birthday present time! *starts blaring that one Taylor Swift song*

HAPPY BDAY @yaysof11037! For being the one moot that constantly puts up with my info-dumping around our clustertruck of AUs and RP ideas, this is for you!

AND it's fave-ship oriented, because of course it has to be >:3

Pairing: Espresseline (Espresso x Madeleine)

Genre: Absolute fluff

(P.S. the party committee all consist of Cookies closest to your birthday :3)

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"So, do tell me!" Madeleine proclaimed as he fumbled forward, Espresso behind him as he covered the paladin's eyes and guided him in a straight path. "What might the Light have proclaimed to you that it requires... these measures?" The blonde waved a hand vaguely at his companion's hands over his face.

The professor scoffed, blowing back a strand of hair that came too close to his eye. "First off, your divine Light had nothing to do with this," he huffed, rolling his eyes as he emphasized the word that Madeleine loved going around and preaching about night and day.

"And secondly, we haven't much time before what I have organized falls apart before we even get to it! So quit your stumbling, you oaf!" Espresso grumbled as both Cookies nearly tripped over each other's feet when Madeleine side-stepped on one of his.

"Oh, is that so?" The paladin raised an eyebrow under his friend's hands with a curious smirk. "What kind of splendorous plotting have you carried out on this most glorious of eves?"

"And would you cease your incessant Shakespearean talk?" Espresso huffed again. "Also, I have not plotted anything! Well..."

He drawled off, eyes trained straight ahead.

"'Well?'" Madeleine cooed, catching on. "So you have committed-"

"Enough!" Espresso shouted. "Just shut your pretty mouth and walk with me!"

From that point forward, the professor remained silent, lips flattened into a line as he continued to nudge Madeleine forward.

"Aweee, your iron-cold demeanor has softened! You called me pretty!" He proclaimed with glee.

"One more petty tease from your mouth, and so help me Witches, I will-"

"Oh, what ever will you do, lover boy?"

Espresso's nostrils flared as he held back the urge to trip the paladin and leave him splayed where he last stood, but nevertheless, he cooled himself down as the two of them finally reached their destination.

"Finally, we made it- NO-! Don't you peek yet!" He yapped at Madeleine. "Listen to me, reach out one hand. You should feel wood."

Madeleine did as he was told, reaching a hand out, palm facing forward as he made contact with a flat, grooved surface that felt like a door.

"This it?"

"Indeed," Espresso nodded. "Now make a fist and knock lightly."

"For?"

"'For?'" He sighed. "It's not like one of Velvet's hounds are behind this door, waiting to bite your hand off-"

"Oh, I know you jest, I just love pushing your buttons," the paladin chuckled before forming his hand into a fist and drawing it back a little. "But if you insist..."

Espresso sighed again. "You didn't have to admit you do if you know you do already-"

"Alright, alright, old friend, I hear you!" Madeleine eased his cohort's tone with a wave of his free hand before rapping his knuckles against the door.

*Knock, knock, knock*

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~a few minutes before~

"Quickly, quickly! Is everything ready? They should be coming!"

The shrill voice of Birthday Cake Cookie rang throughout the room as she swept the area and took everybody's status into account. Her and the Cookies she had assembled at Sparkling's juice bar were tasked by Espresso with reorganizing the dining room, for it was him and Madeleine's one-year anniversary, and Birthday Cake had thought: what better way to celebrate their dear friends' continued partnership than with a celebration?

"Alright, status report! How are you all doing?" She called out.

"Haha! I've got the soup all brewed up for dinner!" Mala Sauce shouted from towards the kitchen. She peeked her head through the window with a smile and a thumbs up, the horns of her helmet scraping against the top. "My fellow Warriors and I made our special spicy recipe just for the happy couple!"

"Very nice, Mala! Thank you!" Birthday Cake clapped, bouncing on the balls of her feet. "You! Is everything on your end ready?" She turned her attention towards another Cookie, pointing at them.

"Me and Speaker Sandwich have the most zen slow-music prepared for the pair if they wish to waltz," Yoga Cookie affirmed, sitting cross-legged on a booth seat with her hands pressed together close to her chest, looking as if she was about to meditate right then and there. Her Pet was sitting on the table directly in front of her, bouncing twice in what looked like confirmation.

"Cool, very cool!" Birthday Cake assured with a nod and a smile before turning to a group of Cookies towards the bar. "You three! How about you guys?"

Pilot Cookie nodded from a stool, a steaming mug in hand. "I have plenty of hot butterscotch brewed to warm everybody up."

"I got the popcorn nice and hot, plenty of butter and sugar!" Popcorn Cookie giggled, sipping from her soda cup.

"Me and Choco have some fun tricks ready for the entertainment!" Banana Cookie called as she swung from a hoop on the ceiling.

"Uhm... I'm down here?" A voice rasped from one of the tables. Dark Choco sat directly underneath where Banana was swinging from, polishing ornate cups with his cape.

"Oh, sorry, princey!" Banana called from above, now hanging upside-down by her ankles, her monkey sitting between them as he waved from his perch. "I totally forgot you and my partner share a name!"

"It's nothing..." Choco shrugged it off as he turned his attention back to the goblets and mugs he was cleaning.

"Choco, sweetie! What are you doing?" Birthday Cake was suddenly next to him, causing him to flinch and his sword to slide to the floor from where it leaned against his chair.

"Oops, sorry!" She piped up meekly, trotting over and gingerly picking the weapon up by the handle before gently leaning it against his chair before backing away slowly and returning to his side. "But anyways, look at you! Don't do that, silly!" She swatted his hand away from the part of his cape he was using to clean the cups, dashing to the bar and grabbing a rag, tossing it on the table in front of him. "You're gonna get your pretty robes dirty! Use that instead!"

"I... tried to improvise?" Choco attempted to defend himself, tilting his head slightly.

"No excuses!" Birthday Cake tutted, shaking her head and splattering a few flecks of wax on the floor. "You don't have to go out of your way and get your best clothes dirty!"

"...sorry?" He rasped back, before getting up and sliding a handful of glasses into his hands and making his way towards the bar, but not before his cape caught the edge of one of the remaining glasses on the table and sent it shattering on the floor.

The prince flinched as the other Cookies turned their heads to watch as Birthday Cake began sweeping up the glass shards. "Don't worry about that, dear! It was an accident!" She reassured Choco, who was still frozen in place, eye wide before his face softened and he nodded before making his way back to the bar and sliding the glasses over to Sparkling, who was doing his own cleaning behind the bar.

"Ahh, thank you, sir!" The bartender smiled in Choco's direction as he finished wiping his mixer clean before setting it aside and taking the cups on the counter, sliding them onto the shelves just as a muffled noise resounded through the room.

*Knock, knock, knock*

"IT'S THEM!" Birthday Cake suddenly shrieked, scurrying over to the window and peeking low enough so she wouldn't be spotted.

Lo and behold, there stood Madeleine, face covered by Espresso's hands as he drew back his hand from knocking on the door to the bar, a wide grin pasted on his lips while the professor nodded to himself, a miniature, closed-eyed smirk engraved on his own face.

She turned, eyes wide before she started shooing the Cookies in the room.

"You guys, hide!" She whisper-yelled before dashing behind the bar and crouching down low with Sparkling, who also peeked from behind it before kneeling down, out of sight.

It was 'every man for himself' for the other Cookies, as all of them either shut themselves in storage closets or curled up under tables. Meanwhile, since it was still dim enough in the room, Choco merely slid himself around a corner, drawing his cape close and tucking his sword underneath so it wouldn't shine in any bit of light.

Now all they had to do was wait...

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~back to the present~

"...is anyone there?" Madeleine Cookie half-whispered when the door didn't open.

"Oh, for the love of... allow me," Espresso sighed before sliding one hand away from the paladin's face with a curt "Do not peek!" before fidgeting with the doorknob, finally turning it all the way and pushing the door forward with a scratchy *creak*.

He practically slapped his hand back over Madeleine's face before steadying himself. "Alright, now do yourself a favor and hang on."

"I beg you pard-AAH!"

Madeleine let out a most unheroic yelp as Espresso used all his might to heave the paladin into his arms, not wanting to risk guiding the fool blind over the doorway. He let out a stressed grunt as he managed to squeeze the both of them through the door, Madeleine's eyes still tightly shut, as he feared what Espresso might think if he were to open his eyes and catch a glance at whatever surprise he had planned.

After making it all the way inside, he put Madeleine down and slid his hands over his face again. "You better not have peeked, you buffoon..."

"Oh, I swear by the Light that I didn't!" The paladin stated proudly with a wide smile and fists on his hips.

Espresso huffed. "For once, I believe you. Now, you can open your eyes."

He removed his hands from his face just as Birthday Cake sprinted from behind the bar and flicked on the lights.

From her place on the ceiling, Banana Cookie yanked on a string, causing a banner with the words "Happy Anniversary!" to unfurl. With shouts of the same phrase, the Cookies in hiding left their positions, with Choco merely side-stepping from around his pillar, and went forward to greet the pair with many congratulations and happy remarks.

"Well, I'll be baked!" Madeleine gawked, his mouth in a miniature "O" shape as he gazed around the room. "You did this all for the two of us?"

"Of course we did!" Mala Sauce piped up from the back of the group, her mace swung over one shoulder and a shining grin on her face.

"What better way to celebrate you two than with a party?" Birthday Cake chimed in, hopping excitedly as she gestured her scepter around the room.

"To celebrate... your continued tolerance of each other?" Choco offered, blowing back a loose strand of his own hair.

"That sums it up perfectly," Espresso remarked in agreement with a clap, a much more noticeable smirk on his face.

"Heeey, but you called m- MMPH!" Madeleine was in the middle of a complaint when Espresso slapped a hand over his mouth, not wanting to sour the moment.

"I only called your face 'pretty' just to get you to hush up, now will you?" He nodded disappointedly before removing his hand and hooking both behind his back addressing the group. "I sincerely thank you lot for agreeing to this. I have not a clue what else we would have done had you not stepped up to the plate."

"I love it when he gets all dignified like that!" Madeleine chuckled aloud before Espresso slapped his shoulder with the back of his hand, causing him to let out an offended whimper. "Hey, it's true!"

"I know," the professor said with his chin raised slightly.

Before anyone could continue, Pilot came forward with Sparkling, who was supporting a wooden tray with piping hot mugs of butterscotch.

"Fancy a toast, good sirs?" The bartender proposed with a wink.

"Let us make one in your honor, so that you two may remain forever friends!" Pilot remarked warmly from behind his scarf and beard.

The couple remained silent, staring at each other before the paladin nodded excitedly.

"I could use a drink!"

A sigh from Espresso once more.

"You're starting to sound like that Vampire. Anywho, I am not opposed to the proposition!"

He was the first to grab a mug, followed by another to hand to Madeleine, and before they knew it, everyone stood in a circle around the year-long couple, cups raised.

Sparkling sounded off. "To Espresso and Madeleine!"

"To Espresso and Madeleine!"

Resounding chants and clinks of cups were heard.

And all was content...

#cookie run kingdom #cookie run shipping #madeleine cookie #espresso cookie #espresseline #yaysof11037 #happy birthday!

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dearchuchu · 5 years

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Long version.

I'm going to assume anyone who wants the long version is going to read the short version. So I'll skip what was covered there and go into the details.

I had mini bottles, but I drank them all by dinner time with the idea I would just pick up some more for the long flight in San Fransisco. The closest liquor store was about a mile and a half away from our hotel out by the airport, and Mandy, who didn't know my plan didn't like my plan. She also didn't like that I drank my mini bottles that were for the big flight. I always planned on this, but neglected to tell her.

An Uber to the liquor store was 7 dollars one way. Man San Fransisco is expensive. I told Mandy, who was not happy with the idea of spending 14 dollars to go buy mini bottles that I already had (and drank), to go spend MORE money on MORE mini bottles. I, however disagreed.

I decided, it's only a mile and a half, I'll walk. 50 minutes or so, no big deal. Mandy wasn't keen on that idea, but it was much cheaper than Uber. Then I remembered, "Wait, didn't bird start here?" Yes the scooter company bird is in San Fransisco. I said, "I'll just scoot up there!" Alas, no bird scooters out by the airport hotels. Then I remembered I have lime on my phone too! So I loaded up the lime app, and sure enough, there was a lime scooter on my way!

I located the lime, and it's a bike. I think, "that's fine, biking will still cut off at least half the time!" I unlock it, and the lights don't work. It's night time now, so it's dark. I thought, "Wow, this isn't very safe. You'd think lime would have lights on their bikes." I ride up to the liquor store, which ended up being in a nice section of suburban San Francisco. Once in the well lit area I noticed the bike said "ebike" on it, and I saw the motor for pedal assist. It turns out the lime I got was a lemon. It did have lights, the bike was just broken.

I get my WAY overpriced mini bottles, and then look for another bike, this one, hopefully not broken. I find one quickly, and it works great, lights and everything. Let me just say this, pedal assist bikes are super fun! I flew on the way back to the hotel! If you get a chance, ride one, the motor does all the work for you! I even made Mandy try it when I got back to the hotel. She had to admit, even as someone that doesn't enjoy riding bikes, it was pretty cool.

We both get a crappy night sleep, then eat a pretty good hotel breakfast, then off to the airport. Customs was stressful, as it always is, but the agents were in good spirits, because the TSA in San Fransisco is ran by a private company, so they are still getting paid despite the government shutdown. We find our gate, and get the last few things that we need to do online done before leaving the country for a while. Mandy doing work, me looking at cat memes.

Finally we board our plane, we're all set to go, and we sit. Then we sit. We sit some more, then we sit. Then Mandy points out it's been an hour and we haven't moved. No word from the captain, no word from the crew. Just an hour straight of sitting in a tarmac. The guy next to us, which was clearly flying internationally for the first time asked a passing stewardess, "Hey, what's going on? When are we taking off?" And she said "10 minute." Which is obviously bullshit.

We have a friend who works for Delta, and since we're still on the ground in America, we could still contact her, so we gave her the old "What's going on?" text. She looked into it, bad wind off the coast, Delta flights are delayed by 45 minutes. We watched several planes from several other providers take off, or taxi right behind us. We just sat. It was an hour and fifty minutes before we started moving. The FAA says that after 2 hours they have to provide you with a meal. They got in JUST under the buzzer.

I have no idea why we sat there. There was no work being done, no repairs. Delta got all their flights out in 45 minutes. There we sat. The captain never said a word. The staff said nothing. The only reason we knew anything is we have a friend in the industry. We flew China Eastern, for the record. This was strike one.

We get up in the air, and about two hours later they served our meal, 4 hours after getting on the plane. I could tell the service was going to suck, so I asked for a glass of wine, and a beer, and the flight attendant looked like I just kicked his dog. TWO drinks at the same time? Impossible. He did it, but you could tell it bothered him. I'm personally super glad I did.

The food comes after the drinks and the same guy starts handing us food, and we are like, "Woah buddy, what are the options?" This is when it becomes clear none of the staff speaks English. I mean enough for one to two words here or there, but clearly no real grasp of English. Strike two. He responds "Pork fried rice." Now if any of you are unaware, I haven't been eating pork. It's actually been well over a year, almost two now. I've made one or two exceptions, but those were always my decision.

Mandy says, "What about chicken?" He says "No. Pork fried rice." Luckily for me, I already decided I was going to eat pork on this trip, because the Philippines LOVE pork. In fact, in the first hour of being here we already saw a whole pig roasting on a pit in someone's back yard. What's important here is that I had already decided I could eat pork. I didn't want to on the plane, but with a 12 hour flight (14 with the delay), I had no options. Literally. Now the vegetarian behind me... He had quite a bit less options. I think he just didn't eat. Strike three.

It's important to note when we asked for our wine, he used the small cup, and poured a half pour. He also just had a sour expression on his face when he delt with us. I say "he" because we only delt with one guy for the whole flight. He then turned to the Chinese people across the row from us chatted them up enthusiastically, got out a big cup, and filled it up with wine. To the top. Mandy and I looked at each other like, "Are you seeing this shit?" First overt sign of racism, and that's a strike four.

After lunch, they got our trash, and no staff was to be seen or heard of again for four hours. No water. No snacks. Nothing. So in the 8 hours we were on the plane so far we got one shitty meal (did I mention it was horrible?) One glass of wine each, and one can of beer. At the 8 hour mark they came around with water, and we got yet again, the small glass, and a half pour... Of water. The Chinese people got full pours in big glasses. Strike five.

Two hours after our water (which after that first water, they came by on the hour with water) they brought out no doubt the shittiest sandwich I've ever seen in my life. I'm not exaggerating. This sandwich was, a half a piece of bread, with a meat we couldn't identify, no sauce, another half price of bread, then a wilted piece of lettuce the size of a half dollar, that I would have definitely thrown away in my kitchen, no sauce, then another half piece of bread. We were pretty sure this was going to be our last meal on the plane, and we debated eating it or not... But decided we would risk food poisoning because WE HAD NO OTHER OPTIONS. Strike six.

Two hours after that, about an hour from landing they come around with another meal, much to our surprise. Our dude comes up to us and just started to put a food tray on Mandy's lap (I was in the bathroom) she had to ask, "what is this?" And he said "pork" and she said, "Do I not get any options? Is that all there is? Just fried rice pork?" I'm walking up as he goes, "omelet." She says in her SUPER sweet "Fuck you" voice, "Yeah I'll have the omelet then." As I sit down I say, "Yeah I'll have the same. Also can I get a beer?" He just says "No." And pushed the cart away. Ok. Strike seven.

The omelette was covered with greasy soggy bacon. I thought to myself, "good thing I'm ok with this. Poor vegetarian behind me." My guess is, he just didn't eat. For 14 hours. Also, they made Mandy and myself raise our seats to upright while we ate, not the people in front of us, or any other other Chinese people. Outright racism. When they were breaking down the trash, our guy walks by me with an empty beer can from a couple rows up of, you guessed it, Chinese people. It dawned on me he never said, "No, we're out of beer" which is what I assumed. He just said "No." Blatant racism. Strike eight.

Had I not brought mini bottles, I would have been provided with one beer, and one half of a small cup of wine (about a quarter of a glass) for a 14 hour plane ride. Fucking ridiculous. Unacceptable. I will never in my life ride on China Eastern. I will tell everyone who will listen to me to never ride on China Eastern. Don't ride on China Eastern. Don't give them money. Their staff is racist towards white people. It's understandable if you have a domestic Chinese flight to have your staff not speak English, but if the flight originated in the USA, they should at least be able to answer simple questions.

If for some reason this should end up in front of someone at China Eastern, I don't want free rides, just fix your shit.

So we land, we're at the back of the plane, and our bags are no where near us. This is because the plane is full of people that are carrying 3 to 4 carry on "bags" and cramming shit in the overhead that doesn't belong. We decided to just wait it out and keep an eye on our bags until everyone gets done. The Chinese in my experience push and shove, and don't make lines. This is exactly what happened. They push and shove to be the first to get off the plane, to push and shove to be the first on a bus to take us to the terminal. Mandy and I calmly collect our belongings, and get on the bus patiently, and then the doors close, and we head to the terminal. Golf clap for the Chinese. Well played.

Even though we aren't leaving the terminal, we still have to go through customs in China, which consists of 1 getting your finger prints scanned. 2 scanning your ticket and passport, and 3 going to the terminal. There are self finger print scanners at the beginning of the airport, but literally no one uses them. I say "hey Mandy, shouldn't we scan our fingerprints?" She says, "nobody else is, there's probably more further on." There weren't. I said, "Just because everyone is passing it up doesn't mean they are all right." We debated for a second, then just went on with everyone else. Not ideal.

Meanwhile there are passport control people running through the crowd shouting "MANILA MANILA 10 MINUTES THEY SHUT GATE MANILA MANILA!" See, since our plane was 2 hours late, everyone going to Manila was going to miss their flight. This led to the unorganized shit show we expected in China. People NOT going to Manila started running behind these people. Everyone followed into the self serve line, none of them had their fingerprint scans. You can't use self checkout without the receipt from your fingerprint scans. Manila was being let through without it, because they were literally missing their flight. Quickly the agent figured out the entire line eventually was just people blindly running after them, none of them had the correct information, and none of them could go through.

One by one, after waiting through about 30 minutes in self check out, people were sent back to the back of the line to check in with an officer. The fingerprint scanner was in a section that once you left, you couldn't go back in there. It seems logical if you don't think about it.

The check out by a person line takes about an hour. They were randomly letting people skip the fingerprint just to keep the line moving at self check out, that line was shorter, so we tried to see if maybe they would randomly let us through. They did not. They scanned our face, scanned our passport, scanned our ticket, then pointed to the back of the line.

At no point did anyone try to explain what was going on, in English, or Chinese. This could have saved people (read us) at least an hour. "If you have fingerprint, line here, no fingerprint, line here" is that hard? When we finally get to customs (again) they... Wait for it.. take my picture, scan my ticket, scan my passport, and then tell me to go in to the terminal. They did NOT get my fingerprints. They did NOT stamp my passport. Seriously. You can't make this shit up. They made me wait in line for an hour to do the thing they already did, but then just wouldn't let me in.

Now for security. First, we notice no one is taking their shoes off, and Mandy asks me, "Do we have to take our shoes off?" And I go, "I don't think so" and when we get up she asks, "Do we have to take our shoes off?" And the lady said "Yes. Shoes off." Literally a Chinese couple in front of us is going through the metal detector with shoes on. Mandy goes, "They're wearing shoes" and this woman from the people's republic of China looks Mandy in the eyes and says, "No they aren't."

"No they aren't." Let that sink in.

So we take off our shoes. I have 2 of my 6 mini bottles left, which they pull out, say something to the other people in Chinese, and then laugh. I think it was good hearted, but, I don't know the language. We make it through, or so I think, until one guy goes, "Take out power pack." I'm like "Oh, yeah I forgot that in my pack. Sure here." He looks it over, flips it around, and says, "No. You can not take." I'm like "Seriously? Why not? I flew here with that. I've flown all over the world with that!" And he says "I can't tell how strong it is, it's not printed." Which is true, because it's been rubbed off from use. The technical info isn't on there. I used that battery 5 days a week for work. It's been on 4 continents. I've flown with it countless times. Now it's stuck in China.

Mandy got super pissed and started to go off, and I stopped her and said, "It's not worth it. We'll have to get another one." China is not a free state. They don't have freedom of speech. The last thing I want is for this to escalate at all. I just said, "Keep it." And we left it. There was no reason for him to confiscate it. At all. I've never had anyone ever even glance at it. Ever. In any country. Ever. Except racist ass China.

At this point, we just wanted to get the fuck out of China. So this is my final point about China.. I kinda wanted to go at some point, Mandy kind of didn't want to go. Traveling with the Chinese, they are rude, pushy, inconsiderate, don't follow any local customs, they let their kids piss and shit in the street (I've seen it multiple times), and they just suck in general. These are my observations from traveling with the Chinese abroad. Traveling with them on their home turf, turns out they are racist against me as well. That being said, thanks but no thanks. China is officially off my list of countries I will visit. I now have absolutely no desire to go to China. We will never ride any Chinese airline ever again, no matter how good the ticket price. I'll never pay someone to treat me like a piece of shit.

Anywho, we have a bit of a panic getting on our last flight to the Philippines because our gate had only our flight on it, and they randomly closed it. We didn't know what time it was in China, and there were no clocks in the airport (which is insane). We went to get a drink, and our flight was a 9:20. At the restaurant we went to they said, "No food, just drinks" we said, "Ok we will do drinks." She said ok, the we ordered two Johnny Walker blacks, the lady then said, "No. Only beer." And I'm looking at the bottle with my eyes, and we're like, "uhhhh" she then said, we "We close at 9. Only beer." Which were 6 dollars for VERY blah Chinese beers. No thanks.

Well, now we're thinking it's like 5 till or something, then we see our gate is closed, and they're people going dowm an escalator towards our gate, towards our plane. We panic a little, then a bilingual girl comes up, and she straight up goes into full panic. "The gates are closed!" Then some Chinese. She takes off, we follow, she finds someone who works at the airport, hurried Chinese speech, then she takes off, we follow her. She's trying to find a way to that escalator, we are too. She gets us pretty worked up... Finally I'm like, "I'm just going to turn on my phone for a second for it to update to Shang Hai time." it connects... It's 8:18. After running around.

Yet again, we close at 9, so we can't serve you anything but beer... At our restaurant. Racist bullshit.

We get on the plane, no TV on this one, so 4 hours of silence. Everyone tried to sleep anyways. Everyone on this flight was on a similar ordeal as we were. Everyone used China as a layover, so they are all as exhausted as we are. When we land the plane erupts in laughter and applause. We made it. We fucking made it.

Well, to the Philippines. We still had a bit to go to get to our island... For sure. I'll post the rest of the long version later.

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ecofinisher · 3 years

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Next Step - RollanxGerda oneshot

I don't know what to do, so I decided to write this as a one-shot :3 As most of you on Instagram see, I have the ultimate obsession with Rollan and Gerda, it nearly kills me at some point :D Nah literally, that one last time I had to spend time watching AMV's I literally had heart issues just from seeing their romance scenes. Even writing this AN here is making me crazy. Okay, here we go.

Additional note: Both characters are 20+

Fic inspired by this image (Actually the colored version, but I can't find the link to it -_- ) and my obsessed brain.

In a restaurant in the inner part of King Harald's kingdom, several couples and some small families sat in there to have dinner served. Major parts of the guests had already received their main menu, including our main characters Gerda and Rollan. Gerda was dressed in her usual clothing which consisted of a light beige skirt, a blouse with emerald-green buttons, and a dark brown sleeveless vest. Rollan came dressed up differently than he usually would, by wearing a fully white shirt and black pants. Both love interests had as their main dish beef stroganoff, mostly it was recognized on Gerda's dish since Rollan seemed to have a higher appetite due to his plate being nearly finished fast.

„It's been almost five months since we've gone out for dinner together," Gerda mentioned. „I've been really enjoying the evening here with you,"

„I'm glad you're liking it so far," Rollan responded, then looked along with his girlfriend at the end of the restaurant, where a woman stood singing and a few other adults were playing on instruments, ensuring a good atmosphere. „I like how the atmosphere here is so calm and sweet. Mostly with their music,"

„That's so far the only restaurant I've seen so far with music accompanying us guests. That's probably another thing why this is a little expensive than the others we know," Commented Gerda. „I almost feel bad to be here," Admitted the blonde, then Rollan placed his hand on Gerda's hand and shook his head. „You don't have to. I made sure we could afford it,"

„Okay, that sounds relieving," Gerda confirmed using her fork to roll up a bit of pasta and take it into her mouth. „How was your week?"

„It was fine," Responded Rollan. „I had to accompany classes on Wednesday and Thursday over the half of the day as they were seeing the palace from the inside and outside. Two of those classes had some class clowns, which wanted to cause a mess and I had to stay on watch for them as well when the teacher wasn't aware of it. On Tuesday I've spent half of the morning taking care of the royal horses so that in the evening we could go out with them for a check-up and be able to continue our task with them the next days. There wasn't anything dangerous or bad, where I and others would have the need to interfere…..and I saw you yesterday on the morning during the ride out, remember?"

„Oh yes, if Freya didn't have mentioned it, I would have missed you," Gerda commented making Rollan chuckle.

„I would have at least greeted you or something. You know that,"

„I do and I enjoy your little visits," The girl admitted taking another bite of her plate slowly finishing her dish. „Talking about visits, my dad's birthday will be in a few weeks and I've been thinking along with Kai to make him a surprise party at Alfida's ship. Kai had some funny ideas for games all could play along to pass the time. Do you think you can come with us to the party?"

„At what time is it?" Questioned Rollan. „I've got a few days, I've been longer at work because of special occasions,"

„7 pm " Replied Gerda. „But if you're not able to come it's alright. My parents haven't seen you quite often and it would be good you three would be able to get to know each other better,"

„I think so far our relationship is fine I believe. Your parents don't treat me bad as Kai used to do once in a while after…...you know…...this with the wishing stone," Rollan whispered making Gerda nod.

„I know, but I'm referring to them knowing you in person more. They only know you through my eyes, not through their own I mean,"

„Okay, I will take a look at my plan and if there's a possibility to exchange a shift I'll do it, so we can go together to your parents,"

„Thank you, I know I could count on you," Gerda said making Rollan smile, then the waiter appeared to take their plates.

„Have you enjoyed your meal so far?" Questioned the waiter earning a nod from the couple.

„It was delicious," Gerda commented.

„The spice of the sauce was excellente. I enjoyed every bite of it,"

„May I offer you two a dessert. On Today's card, we've got Morozhenoe and we've got a variety of toppings for it, which you can choose. Nuts, chocolate, and berries," The waiter explained. „Does any of this please you?"

„The one with the berries sound appealing to me," Commented Gerda making Rollan nod.

„If possible I'd like the one with nuts," Rollan added earning a nod from the waiter and he picked up the used plates and cutlery to move away. Gerda and Rollan glanced together at the band singing, then Gerda sighed at how harmonic the singer was in sync with one cello player, which stood behind her playing the instrument.

„Their voices do really match well with the other," Commented the Spaniard, then moved his hands above the table to reach to Gerda and grabbed it to earn her attention. „Are you looking forward to pass by the stable and take a ride around the kingdom?" Rollan offered making Gerda shrug her shoulders.

„Are you sure you don't need Valiente tomorrow fully rested?" Questioned Gerda.

„Tomorrow I'll be at the castle the entire day again. I may pass in the afternoon again to feed him or to let him walk," Rollan mentioned. „I think Eriksson will be there as well, because of the cleaning duty he has tomorrow and could as well take care of him and the others. I don't know it yet,"

„Okay I'd love to go with you out if it's possible," Gerda responded making Rollan smile. „Where have you planned to walk us?"

„I haven't planned anything. I thought we could decide it during the ride or just let Valiente go on his own,"

„We'll see about that," Gerda replied, then Rollan lied Gerda's hand back down on the table and looked around the restaurant to observe the surroundings, then he pulled his collar a little nervous.

„Dónde está?" Rollan mumbled, then Gerda glimpsed at the man's comment.

„What are you asking?"

„I….uh was wondering where my…...medal of honor went, but it's actually here," Rollan made up making Gerda snicker.

„Why did you even stick your medal on your shirt for our date?" Questioned Gerda. „You don't need to do that, just because of me,"

„It's a habit of me," Rollan confessed. „I like to have them with me,"

„That's fine, I just had the impression you seemed nervous about something,"

„It will get solved, don't worry," Rollan stated earning a nod from the girlfriend. „Hopefully," He said quieter, then Gerda who still heard the rest of Rollan's phrase gazed back at her boyfriend to see him stare at the door, then Gerda moved her chair a little further and grabbed Rollan's hand, then gazed at his face a little worried.

„Rollan, are you hiding something, you don't want to tell me?" Questioned Gerda making Rollan shrug his shoulders.

„Uh just give me five more minutes," Rollan commented with an embarrassed grin, then heard the door getting opened up from the entrance, where a young boy showed up, making Rollan sigh in relief and Gerda smiled at seeing the young boy.

„Who is that boy?" Asked Gerda looking at Rollan, which shrugged his shoulders, then the boy approached their table and took from the inside of his jacket a small book and opened it up to take out a pen with a silver ring attached on the hold.

„Hello…..You're G….Gerda, right?" Questioned the boy making the woman nod.

„Yes," Responded Gerda exchanging looks with her boyfriend, which smiled at the woman warmly. „Who are you?"

„I'm Lars," Responded the boy. „I'm a big fan of you and your brother Kai…...Rollan promised me he would find a way to make me meet you," Explained the kid.

„Oh and that now?" Questioned Gerda looking at Rollan, which rolled his eyes at the kid and back at the blonde and Gerda kept her eyes on the boy, which showed her the book with the pen.

„I just want your autograph, that's all I need," Lars said looking at Rollan, which nodded, then Gerda looked at Rollan, which noticed Gerda's eyes and faked a smile at the girlfriend.

„Uh was it a bad idea to bring him here?" Asked Rollan making Gerda shake her head and grab the pencil to sign her name on it.

„It was fine. I was just surprised," Gerda commented, then placed the pencil back on the book. „There you go, little boy,"

„Thank you very much, Gerda," The boy thanked, then gave Gerda a hug making her and Rollan smile, then the boy dropped the book on the ground in front of Rollan's feet, then the boy took his arms off Gerda and grabbed the book.

„I'm glad I was able to help you out, Lars," Rollan said with a wink, then the boy waved at Rollan and ran away to the exit and Gerda spotted the pen of the boy on the ground, then shrieked along with Rollan.

„Hey Lars, you forgot your pen!" Gerda warned picking the pen up, then saw the boy had left the restaurant, afterward, Gerda sat back on the chair with the pen in her hand. „He may come back to get it,"

„Maybe," Rollan responded a little relieved, then moved his hand at the pen. „Or I will bring it back to him. I know, where he is from," Rollan commented watching Gerda show him the pen, then Rollan reached his hand at the pen and Gerda squinted her eyes and took the pen down to see the ring on the pen.

„Hey for what is this ring on here?" Gerda asked watching Rollan grab the pen.

„You know those are new variants," Rollan commented holding the pen under the table, then tried to remove the ring from it. „You know…..they have a unique way of use," Rollan commented. „Want to know how it works?" Questioned Rollan making Gerda nod.

„Why not?" Responded Gerda, then Rollan got up and stood in front of the blonde and with his left hand closed into a fist and he bends down on his right knee and positions his left leg behind, then placed his hands together and used his right hand to take out the ring from his other fist and held the ring up at the blonde woman.

„Gerda I…..I've been thinking this entire year for the moment I would ask you this question. I didn't know how I should do it or where I should do it and this option occurred to me a few days ago and I thought that's the moment Rollan. You're just chickening it out the entire time out of fear. Just do it, it will go fine. Lars there, he's actually Hansel's son from the theatre. I offered him a bit of money, so he would play as a fanboy and ask you for an autograph, but in reality, we made this up, so I would obtain the ring in a way you wouldn't notice…..or you weren't supposed to notice it," Rollan explained making Gerda smile enchanted at Rollan's explanation, then Rollan smiled a little and noticed Gerda chuckle a little.

„What's your question?"

„Gerda…..after we got together and we began to see each other, I felt like my life finally began to have a meaning for me. You made me feel like the happiest man in this kingdom. I'm certain that our love will hold on for eternity and that we complete each other. I…..you mean the world to me, Gerda. I may not be able to make a lot of money with the job I have to provide us a better life than we have now, but I'm able to do anything to make you happy…...Will you take me as your l...life partner?" Proposed the raven-haired man looking up at Gerda, which had gotten emotional at Rollan's question, and held her hands in front of her face to clean her face. Rollan smiled at Gerda's reaction, then he moved his free hand to Gerda's face to clean tears coming down from her eyes and waited for her to be ready to answer his question. Gerda passed her hand under her eyes again, then she leaped onto Rollan's arms to hug her boyfriend tight, leaning her head beside his neck making him beam and place his arms around her.

„Yes Rollan, yes I do," Gerda responded, then she got off Rollan's arms and held out her hand, so the man would take her hand and place the engagement ring on her ring finger, which consisted of a light-blue stone on the middle of the silver-colored ring. Rollan held Gerda's hand to look at her engagement ring, then rolled his eyes up at her seeing the woman biting her lip, still excited about what had happened, then he opened up his arms at the woman and she got into Rollan's arms again, therefore the duo earned the applause of the guests inside the restaurant which made Rollan feel embarrassed. Gerda felt as well abashed at the people's reaction towards their step and she gazed back at Rollan, which smiled charmed at the woman after that she wrapped her arms up around his neck, locking up her lips with his sealing together their agreement on taking a further step in their relationship.

The End.

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