I just got my copy of Macross Frontier: Itsuwari no Utahime yesterday, so forgive my indiscretion in wasting time like this. Really, though, poor Brera. He just wants cuddles. From his sister. But he does not get a place in the love triangle, I'm afraid. I'm all about the SherylxRankaxAlto OT3. Anyway, enjoy.
"Ranka?" Alto turned to the doorway, hearing Brera's voice for what had to be the twelfth time that evening. His even tone had not really changed since the first time a half-hour previous. The pilot sighed, then confirmed that the hotel room door was still locked.
"Alto..." Ranka wrung her hands behind her back and gazed at the floor, suddenly embarrassed. "I feel bad for him."
Alto looked on, nonplussed, the sent a pointed look over at Sheryl, who was standing in the open doorway to the bedroom, an amused grin on her face.
"Ranka-chan," Sheryl began, "I'm sure he'll be fine. Out in the hall." She smiled disarmingly as Ranka looked over at her.
"But," the green-haired girl spoke uncertainly, "he sounds so lonely."
Alto resisted the urge to smack himself in the face, and walked over into the bedroom make a phone call. He returned a moment later. "There, Ranka, someone is sending dinner out to him in the hall. OK?" He tried not to sound frustrated.
Ranka smiled gratefully. "Thank you, Alto!" She hugged him. "You're so kind!"
Sheryl seized the initiative and took Ranka by the shoulders. "OK, now, let's go take a bath, Ranka-chan. Alto needs some time to himself," she looked amusedly at Alto, who was struggling to form a response. "Let's go wash your hair, all right?" She waved over her shoulder as she led the smaller girl away. "Don't think naughty thoughts, Alto!" Ranka blushed.
Out in the hallway, Brera sneezed and settled in for a long night of staring.
I'm horrible, but please review. I may be induced to write another bit of nonsense.