"Thank you so much, Ricky, for showing me the academy, and also thanks for the walk", Faelaiah de'Khell said to her companion.
"It was my pleasure, mylady", Ricky answered. "I'm very pleased you decided to stay with us!"
"I'm thankful I can stay here! I was roving around for so long, and now that I finally found my son, I can really get to know him. Oh my, he looks so much like his father in his elven form ... I'm glad he found here a new family. Headmaster Morituri is a wonderful man, and I could see he was and is a great father for him. And I'm also glad that he has such good friends like you, Mr. Di Lucio."
"Ricky for you, mylady", he smiled, thinking of what he could tell her about his 'good friend' ... Where should he begin? There were soooo many things he would have the pleasure to tell her!
They were interrupted from some men showing up - only now they realized that they were farther away from the academy as they expected. "Prowlers ... take care, mylady; they don't only want to greet us!" He noticed that they were drunk; of course they must have been - nobody with clear mind would have come to the idea to try to rob somebody looking like Ricky!
His swords told them to take care, and they were running from him as if the devil in person would have haunted them.
It was at the same moment when he wanted to look after the lady at his side when he heard a screeching behind him. Ricky turned around and saw a black female shapeshifter with glittering white eyes who held the last one of these rapscallions on his collar, hanging close above the ground. She threw a short glance to Ricky and dropped the guy, with a growling, and he stumbled away as fast as his feet could get him.
Ricky rose his eyebrows. "My compliments, mylady, good work!"
"Thank you, Ricky - right back to you!" she said with the creepy smile of the shapeshifters. "But now I would be much obliged to you if you could turn for a moment ..."
[Ricky] "Turn? .. Why ... Are you alright?!?!?"
"Of course", she said and picked up something coloured that lay beside her on the grass. "... You see, Adair has the ability to turn his clothes too when he shifts into another form - he inherited magical abilities from his father. But I ... Well, I have to shift back before I can dress up!"
Ricky instantly got scarlet red, and he turned on the spot. He looked like being frozen ... and winced when, a minute later, somebody touched his shoulder.
"Don't worry, Ricky, I don't intend harassing the friends of my son!^^" With these words she followed him, smiling, as they returned to the academy, while Ricky - still red-headed - now realised wherefrom Adair got his sense of humour ...
Ricky still was scarlet red when they were back at the academy and headed to his chambers. *I-I s-should p-probably g-go n-now m-mylady...ha-have a n-nice e-evening my-mylady...*, he was stuttering like a fool when they returned. *Heck, Ricky, you're not a teenager anymore!! You should be able to handle situations like this, you idiot! After all, she's only a shapeshifter! ... and Adairs mother, damned ... if he finds out ...*
This evening he would need many dummies to power out his temper!
He didn't notice that Andres, Issne and Adair were standing at the corridor, talking. He nearly bumped into them. "Hey Ricky, take care ... what's up? You look like you would instantly kill somebody", Issne said, and wondered what might have posessed his friend.
"Yes - you, if you don't shut up!!", Ricky snarled, with an angry glance at him. Adair lifted his eyebrows and prefered to keep quiet; it would be better for him now not to attract Ricky's attention.
*I have to go ... this damned Andres will read my mind,* Ricky thought. *No, don't think of it ...*
But too late. Just at this moment Andres looked at him, smiled, tried to suppress ... and nevertheless at the next moment burst out with laughter. Issne and Adair looked at each other, perplexed, then at Ricky, and asked Andres what happened ... who bubbled over with laughing, not able to answer, while Ricky now rushed away, as fast as before those prowlers were running from him ...
I just couldn't resist making such a story - poor Ricky! ... XD
"The Night Watchers", Ricky, Andres and Headmaster Morituri belong to AvalonTheQuin
Issne belongs to PinkRobin
Adair and Faelaiah de'Khell belong to me :)