kingdoms_of_auradon | Let's See What's In The Cards (Mmhm)

The weather was still bitterly cold, and the snow was still thick on the ground, but it was finally possible to at least go outside by the front doors. The King and Queen have still forbidden anyone from staying overnight at the museum district in case it started snowing again. But the King could be seen outside trying to shovel snow enough to make a path to the castle at the least.

The snow was still too thick to get easily anywhere not shoveled, and the snow was so heavy that even beasted out, Ben needed to take constant breaks inside to sit down and dry off. This wasn't going to be a fast task.

It was only made harder when it started. For those who slept, it would start after they have fully awoken for the day. For those who don't sleep, they'd find that they had fallen into a pleasant daydream, even if it wasn't normal for them to do so. When they came out of it, that was when it would start for them.

But what is it, exactly?

Small snippets of memories, playing for anyone who was with the person remembering to see. But the thing was, these memories... were memories the person had not yet made. Memories of the future.

Not enough to give answers, probably not enough to give reassurances for much other than "oh hey, I do have a future after all," but generally pleasant, and short. Hey, it will give people a thing to talk about, at least. Especially since this will go on for the next two weeks or so.

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From:

death_from_above

"Yep. It's what he does, then he taught other seers for a while. None of them fed me either." He snuggled against the hand, accepting the pets as his due.

Edited Date: 2025-02-03 03:26 am (UTC)

From:

kings_knight_rocks

"That sucks. Guess now you have a backlog to catch up on huh? That why you're always looking for food?"

He gave both pets and scritches, looking to see which one seemed better received.

From:

death_from_above

He seemed to love both. "Yep. So I'm staaaarving right now...."

From:

kings_knight_rocks

He chuckled. "Alright alright, I hear ya. I guess we're heading to the cafeteria then huh?"

From:

death_from_above

"We coul go fishing instead... It's ben furrrreeeeveeeerrrr..."

From:

kings_knight_rocks

Fishing... Noct's favourite activity. It would be nice actually. He looked down to Spark thoughtfully. "Is the beach thawed enough for that?"

From:

death_from_above

"Let's go find out!"

From:

kings_knight_rocks

"Alright then. You want a shoulder ride?" He started to his feet, keeping steady whether Spark wanted to jump up or down. "Let's go check out the docks. We can find some fishing gear after it looks promising."

From:

death_from_above

"Best way to get ahead!" he said, leaping up onto the offered shoulder. "That way you can go on foot."

From:

kings_knight_rocks

Prompto laughed. "Alright, off we go!" and headed out into the halls.

From:

death_from_above

"YAY!!!! FOR THE FEEEEEEESH!"

From:

kings_knight_rocks

Prompto marched them through the school with a grin. He was singing a cheery tune, though he'd gone ahead and swapped up the lyrics to match the occasion. "I want to catch a big ol' fish today! Da dum dada da da dum, da dum dada da da dum!" It was a little bit of a tragedy Noct wasn't hear to appreciate his genius honestly.

From:

death_from_above

Spark was clever enough and caught on rapidly, joining on with the lyrics.

From:

kings_knight_rocks

He kept singing for a while, until the light in the halls seemed to shift. He slowed as the vision swept around them, letting his voice fade to silence.

fishing under the stars

Prompto didn’t recognize the location, but the way the starlight glittered off the still surface of the water was familiar. As was the head of dark hair in his periphery.

Vision Prompto sighed and shuffled in his seat. “Nocttt…”

Noctis laughed. “Relax Prom, the fish are careful tonight. I know my cuddles are to die for, but you’ll have to wait a little longer.”

Prompto looked away. “That’s not-” He crossed his arms. “I’m just bored. What’s so interesting about fishing anyway…” He muttered the last bit under his breath.

There was a second of silence, before Noct turned in his seat to look at Prompto. His fishing rod was propped between his knees, one hand holding it lightly in case something took the bait. “Alright then. Tell me a story.” He looked back out over the water. “Tell me about Cor, since there’s apparently more to him than I realised.”

Prompto’s hand went to the leather band he always wore around his wrist. “What- what do you want to know?”

Noct’s smile ached where Prompto could just see the corners of it. He thought maybe it was the kind of smile that hurt to wear just as much as it hurt to see. “Tell me about your dad, Prom. What did he do when you had nightmares? What did he do for your birthday? Tell me…”

And here the memory faded away. Noct’s voice drifting away into the silence of the empty hall. Prompto found he had moisture in his eyes, and a sharp pain in his chest. He missed Noct, more than he'd ever missed anything before. It wasn't fair.

From:

death_from_above

"If you find fishing boring you're clearly not doing it right," Spark said licking his face once under his eye. "You'll see. You'll have no time to be bored fishing with me!"

From:

kings_knight_rocks

Prompto chuckled wetly, wiping at his eyes. "It's just 'cause Noct always stays for hours, and he isn't usually so talkative..." He shook his head and gave Spark a small smile. "I'm sure we can find lots to talk about, maybe even sing some more. As long as we can get down there. C'mon."

He started off again.

From:

death_from_above

He laughed. "Talk? You've clearly never fished with me!"

From:

kings_knight_rocks

Prompto rose an eyebrow. "Cleary. I am starting to wonder what I've signed myself up for here though." Though his words were wary. There was a grin breaking across his face.