Zwei Hähne und der Adler
Zwei Hähne und der Adler ⋆ Aesop Fabel ⋆ Kampf Streit Zank
Von zwei Hähnen, welche um Hennen miteinander kämpften, behielt der eine die Oberhand über den anderen.
Der Überwundene zog sich sodann zurück und verbarg sich an einem dunklen Ort.
Der Sieger aber flog mächtig stolz aufwärts, stellte sich auf einen hohen Bretterzaun und krähte voller Stolz mit seiner lauten Stimme.
Da schoss jählings ein Adler herab und nahm ihn mit sich fort.
Nunmehr kam der Versteckte wieder aus seinem Verschlupf hervor und gesellte sich ungehindert zu den Hennen.
Lehre: Wer zuletzt kräht, kräht am besten und wer hoch steigt, wird tief fallen!
Zwei Hähne und der Adler ⋆ Aesop Fabel ⋆ Kampf Streit Zank
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Fluffcember Day 08: By Your Side
Today's prompt for Fluffcember was Fairy Lights.
Fandom: Z/X Ignition
Characters: Ayase & Sieger
Genre: Fluff & Humor
Length: 857 words
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It was a surprisingly cold winter day – especially if you wore a short skirt with nothing but thin tights underneath. Because of this Ayase sighed with relief, as the hot water of the shower ran over her. She would've liked to take a bath, but found herself unable to relax this evening. And a bath without relaxation was just wasted water. Still, she allowed herself to soak in the warmth of the shower for a few minutes, until the entire bath room had fogged up. Only then she left the shower, drying herself of, before binding her towel around her torso.
It had been another exhausting day. Some Z/X from the red world had entered the city and she and Sieger had helped fighting them of. Thus, she was just looking forward to a bit of down time. Maybe she could read for a while.
Of course Sieger could not help himself, as she entered their small living room this way. “Oh, I like this view,” he quipped, coming closer, his movement very much those of a cat. He made a try of rubbing his head against her nude thighs, but she easily evaded this “attack”.
“Not now, Sieger,” she muttered, as she went for the bedroom. She was quick enough to close the door before Sieger could enter behind her. It was almost like a game by now, with the winged panther again and again try to ogle at her.
It did not take her long to change into some comfy white pajamas. She sighed, considering to leave the door closed. But if there was an incident, she would quickly regret it. After all, Sieger would do everything to defend her, until her revenge was done.
She opened the door, allowing him in, as he gave her the side eye. “You're no fun,” he complained, as he jumped onto the bed.
“Sieger,” she groaned. Staring angrily at him he did the best of a shrug as his anatomy allowed.
“I mean, we could just cuddle up for warmth,” he offered, as she sighed.
She climbed into bed herself, wanting to turn on the bedside lamp, before remembering something else. There were those fairy lights Azumi had gotten for her. A sweet and still somewhat childish gift, but turning the lights on, Ayase found she liked the soft shimmer. In fact, she remembered something this from her childhood. It was a really vague memory, as it had happened, before the Black Spots had appeared and her world had been torn apart. But yes, she did remember it. There had been a thread of lights just like this above her childhood bed. Her father would turn it on, whenever he read stories to her in the evening.
A strange memory. It felt so far removed from her life was it was now. Her life was… No, really, it was not that bad, was it? She might not have family any longer, but she had friends. Heck, she had Sieger, who was standing by the bed, his giant head bedded on the mattress by her feet. He was staring at her with the gaze of a puppy silently begging to be cuddled up to.
Only that a puppy would not make any sexual innuendos about it.
Shaking her head, Ayase got out the book she was currently reading. It was non-fiction, as she found herself struggling to get lost in fictional worlds. Instead she was reading this: an analysis about symbolism in European fairy tales. Funnily enough the next chapter was about the sexual subtext of the “big bad wolf”, who according to the book had been a metaphor for adult men harassing young women and girls.
Raising one eyebrow, she looked over at Sieger. Really, he should maybe be a wolf in form. That might fit him better. Though frankly, while he was always leering and always making improper comments, he had never used his strength, that far exceeded her own, to try anything else.
Really, she had to wonder, what was going on in that giant cat head. After all he made no secret out of his plan to kill her once everything else was said and done.
And yet… he had so far saved her life countless times.
Noticing her gaze his eyes shifted into her direction. He pulled back his ears a bit, as if trying to look cuter. Something that didn't really work with the body of an 800 pound murder machine.
She sighed. “Fine,” she muttered. “But you can't get underneath the cover.”
He chuckled. “Small steps.” With a grin showing all those deadly fangs, he once more jumped onto the bed, backing the mattress shift under his weight. Taking position on the side of the wall, he curled up, just like a cat would do.
Shaking her head, Ayase focused onto her book. And yet, somehow, she found herself shifting to lean against Sieger. Because through all of his deadliness, he still did have indeed a very soft and warm fur.
Another chuckle. “I knew you could not resist me.”
Still focused on her book, she elbowed him. “Just shut up.”
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