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Fandom: Chrno Crusade
Title: A Display of Wit
Author/Artist: Fullmetal Ai
Theme(s): #3: Anvil ; Banter
Pairing/Characters: Joshua/Azmaria
Rating: PG
Disclaimer/claimer: I don't own Chrno Crusade. If I did, Joshua and Azmaria would so be together. :D
Summary: The only reason Sister Kate allowed it to happen was so their vocabulary and ability to improvise would be expanded.
WARNING: This drabble contains spoilers for the ultimate ending to the manga of Chrno Crusade. If you don't want to be spoiled, it would be wise to turn around. Thank you!
Sister Kate only allowed their game to happen as often as it did because it "expanded their vocabulary and their ability to improvise." When it got loud, Sister Kate would only chuckle to herself and continue on with her work, ignoring the banter that occured between the two former apostles.
"Joshua, did you eat breakfast this morning?"
"No, I was too busy preparing for the mission I just came back from."
"You should have eaten! What if you were stuck at the mission for a longer time?"
"Then I would have made use of what I had on me. Az, don't worry about it!"
"But breakfast is one of the 3 main meals of the day!"
"Don't you think I know that?"
"WILL YOU TWO SHUT UP!" Rosette screeched from her bed, immediately putting an end to all arguments. Once she realized how eerily silent the room was, she grimaced.
"Eww, never mind, go back to arguing."
And so, they did.
"Joshua, when we're married, I swear you're going to be having breakfast every morning until the day you die!"
"Aww, such a threat, Azmaria!"
"I'm serious! I worry about you!"
"Joshua, she's got a point ..."
"Rosette, stay out of this. Az, I'm fine! Don't worry, I'm a man, I can handle something as simple as no breakfast."
"Even men can starve to death."
"Oh, Az ... I swear. Rosette, you've created a monster."
"So THAT'S what you think of me?"
"No, it was just a figure of--"
"OKAY, ENOUGH!" And the room grew eerily silent again.
"... Well? Kiss and make up!"
"I would, if my sister wasn't watching every move we made."
A giggle sounded, and a chorus of "I'm sorry" sounded before the three went back to their usual conversations of the day.
Down the hall in her office, Sister Kate shook her head and chuckled to herself, once again muttering about how the three of them could be such a pain.