merikuru: (I'm so dead for this. :D)
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Title: Entertainment
Author: K.Y. Lowell / [personal profile] merikuru
Rating: G
Fandom: Mana Khemia
Characters: Everyone in Vayne's workshop pre-Muppy-finding.
Warnings: Eital is a troll. :D
Summary: Never let the Mana of Light get bored.


"Roxis," Jess called through the door, not even trying to keep the worry out of her voice. "It's been almost three hours! Aren't you going to come out any time soon? You really can't stay in there forever..."

Beside her, Anna nodded agreement and thumped sharply on the door. "Jess is right, you know. And besides, if you stay in there, we can't even do any alchemy."

"Whatever was done to you, running from it will do no good! Come out and face it like a man!" Flay boomed. "Don't think we won't drag you out of there if you refuse!"

Pamela giggled and hugged her bear, head tilting sweetly. "Or I could go in and--"

"You will do no such thing!" The door flew open abruptly, forcing them all to jump back, and a very angry, very wild-eyed, very blue-haired Roxis glared out of the workshop, his shoulders heaving and his glasses askew on his nose. "Enough already! Stop bothering me! I'm not coming out until this is over with!" And with that, he slammed the door back shut with a bang that echoed down the suddenly-silent corridor.

Jess gaped openly and belatedly for a moment, then turned to Nikki. "Oh--"

Trying to stifle her snickers, Nikki nodded. "It's so not his color," she agreed.

Anna simply began pounding on the door again. "Roxis, come out right this instant! We can fix this!"

"At least it isn't pink!" added Flay unhelpfully, and Pamela began giggling.

And amidst all this chaos, only Vayne was the one who thought to look at the contentedly-smirking Mana of Light crouched just around the corner. "Are you trying to make him break the pact?" he asked skeptically.

"Hardly. I just thought the dear boy could use some...entertainment." And with that and a low, evil chuckle, Eital vanished in a flurry of shimmering sparkles.

Vayne facepalmed. "Some entertainment."
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