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yzeltia · 1 year
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Ezelliot Leviathan's Happiest Snowcall Day 8
Title: I Want a Hippotamus for ~~Starlight~~ Snowcall
Characters: Yachai Leviathan, Juhnathan Leviathan, Ezelliot Leviathan, Rhion Leviathan, Khassandra Leviathan, a hippo
Rating: G for Gee I hope I Get a Hippotamus for Snowcall
Notes: Spoilers for the concepts presented in Shadowbringers
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    Snowcall had come, the longest night of the year. Most children had already been put to rest, dreaming of the Snowmother taming the black wolf and white wolf just for one night so that she might deliver them presents and fill the first day of winter with delight.  All except the eldest prince of the seas, who in his many attempts to spy the Snowmother, had failed to do so.
    Yachai spent many Snowcall Eve's setting up traps, trying to stay up late and catch her in the act. When his siblings were born, he thought he might have the upper hand, his parents both distracted by them far more than him, and yet, his father was always one step ahead of him, especially the pirate king. Most mornings, he'd wake up to the holiday having passed out, or caught in his own trap.
    This year he was sure it'd be different. He'd drank an entire pot of coffee, one he made himself and ensured couldn't be sprinkled with sleeping powder. Aside from that, he made no attempts to foil or ensare the Snowmother. He was simply just going to sit and wait and keep himself caffeinated, believing that his trickery had been his downfall. If he simply did nothing, his parents would have no reason to suspect him further. He could simply be seen as a young mature Catter. Or so he thought.
  After feigning sleep, he waited for the rest of the family to retire, and once the pirate king's snores rattled the cabin, he got up and hurried downstairs in wait. And so he waited...and waited...Until finally, he heard the strangest of sounds...grunting.
    His ears perked. This was not the usual noise that he'd been explaining was simply the pirate king frustrated unable to sleep...no, it was coming from outside. Hurrying onto the deck, he looked around until spying a small hippo trotting around the main mast.        Eyes wide, he hurried to the creature before kneeling down. The creature innocently pushed it's nose into the boy's touch then snorted. Excited, the boy's tail flipped about while he started to pet the creature. A pet! He always wanted a pet...but there would be no way he'd be able to keep it. Both fathers refused to allow it, especially Ezelliot, knowing well that he'd be the one to take care of any mess it made aboard the ship.
    Panicking, he picked up the creature. It needed to be hidden. Struggling under the weight, he staggered back inside then shut his new friend in his room before making a small nest out of his dirty clothes that he'd hidden in his closet. He lowered his ears a bit as the creature grunted, petting him softly as he thought about what to do. A closet was no place for a pet. Frowning, he hugged the hippo, letting it munch on his shirt. Jumping, he pulled back then shook his head signing "No, bad" to the creature with a rapid head shake. Putting both hands on it's nose, he shook his head again then backed away slowly, ensuring that it stayed put.
   Hurrying to the galley, he pulled out some cabbages from the ice box then filled a large bowl with water. Heading back to his room, he paused near their family room, ears perked and tail high, the room somehow filled with presents while he'd been busy caring for his little friend. Brow narrowed, he huffed, stomping back to his room, feeling tricked once again by the Snowmother. Upon his return, he dropped his cabbages and bowl, the hippo much smaller than he remembered and laying on its side. Kneeling down, he picked it up, finding it to be soft and plush...no ounce of life left in it. Shaking, he swallowed, squeezing it a bit more before keeling over in a faint.
 
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Ezelliot laughed softly as he watched Yachai lay on the deck, eyes glued to the stuffed hippo. All morning he'd been silent, barely a sign out of him as he concentrated on the stuffed plush. It had not left his sight all morning, much to the amusement of both parents.
 "We got him again. I wonder how many more years we have of this," the red-haired Catter sighed, feeding Khassandra some mashed-up plums.
"Who knows. When he gets the better of us, we'll just have to have him help us do it for the little ones," Juhnathan laughed, letting Rhion chew on a soft cookie in his lap.
 "Good, we're getting too elaborate keeping this up...We'll take him to see his little friend again someday. I wonder if it'll remember him."
"Ah...someday. About that..."
    Ezelliot turned, eyes narrowed, "You did send the hippo back to the mainland, didn't you?"
 "Well, I misunderstood Lord Ifrit's offer...it was more of a gift hippo than a borrowed one..."
  Yachai's ears twitched as his father started to scold the pirate king. Later that day, he was reunited with his hippo friend...and the king was gifted a shovel and some rubber gloves as an extra gift.
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