#and amedeo's just like. haha. i like him <3

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i think far in the future, like a couple years after the story ends, kazooie and amedeo would talk about just getting married for like the benefits n stuff. and kazooie would weigh the pros and cons so carefully cause on one hand the benefits are pretty great and he loves amedeo a lot. on the other hand, doesn't that just make shit weirder? they're not in a romantic relationship (???? are they??? kazooie's 99% sure he's aroace but What If?) and they've managed to dodge having to explain how their relationship can have no labels by just calling each other their roommate, and everyone gets that and doesn't prod any further. but would amedeo feel weird about it? they haven't even talked to Each Other about labeling whatever the hell they got going on. kazooie's not sure amedeo's even processed that other people think their relationship's weird. is even talking about the potential of marriage weird? do they finally need to talk about it in detail? neither of them really care enough to talk about it. but maybe they should? this is just too unclear and confusing and risky :(

meanwhile if asked amedeo would just go YIPPEEEEEEE GETTIN MARRIED TO THE BESTIE and would not think or care about any other consequences

#amedeo's 100% aware people think their relationships weird he just doesn't give a shit #he got his fun arc where he hated himself and tried to make himself Normal for other people #and it got him turned into a demon so like. he doesn't care #he just wants to hold kazooies hand forever #kazooie also wants to hold amedeo's hand forever so that all works out great #have no clue if they would ever actually get married. maybe just for funsies and the benefits #but i don't think either of them care That much. just fun to think about #text #in a manor of speaking #kazooie #amedeo #kazooie would be so nervous about it just cause he wants to make sure amedeo's comfortable with everything #he cares about it a lot and doesn't wanna screw anything up with it #and amedeo's just like. haha. i like him <3 #no more thoughts in that brain

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The Holy Grail War | Prologue 3

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"Hello, everyooooone!"

Father Amedeo Abbatangelo speaks, throwing his arms out to either side as he grins at the lot of you.

Something about this priest strikes you as... Odd. You did get passed a document detailing the first three Fuyuki wars and their oversees, the latest of them being one Kotomine Risei- yet he has died some years ago, and his son, one Kotomine Kirei, had no interest in this...

Thus, Father Amedeo was chosen, perhaps simply by luck of the draw. He's too long in the wrong places, too angular- something about his general existence seems to put you ill at ease just by viewing him, despite the rampant smiles and closed eyes.

The woman standing next to him removes her aviators wordlessly.

"My name is Father Amedeo Abbatangelo. Haha! Ahh- and this is Olga!" He gestures to his companion before continuing.

"And those two are who I'd like to consider being 'Team Foreigner'! How exciting, no? We have my protégé, Aino Camsanguine, and.... The Foreigner! Hah! Can't go spoiling all these little secrets, mm?"

A nervous girl steps down from a set of stairs from the floor above you, followed by the sound of... Jingling bells? Behind her a man of clear Jesterly disposition follows, smiling and winking as he waves at all of you.

"These two are the official church representatives, while I am simply overseeing these affairs. I assume you all read the, ahhh- the information before coming here? And if not, well- good luck you, I suppose! Hah. Oh-"

Ruler coughs into her hand, as if telling Amedeo to get on with his rambling.

"Of course, of course~! Moving on. The rules of this little game are relatively simple. You're all here to receive the Holy Grail! Wow, what an honor. No fewer than six servants must fall in order for the grail to be ready, so I hope you're all excited!

"Anyways. My business here is to make sure none of you, well... 'die-die'," said while producing air quotes with his fingers. "Defeated masters may find refuge in my humble sanctuary at the church. I'm here to clean up your messes, help you retrieve whatever you may need to make this little game go smoothly... you name it, I've probably got it! Haha. Uh. Anyways, try not to go and do any of this stuff in front of civilians, alright? Because, part of my job description is silencing witnesses, and I don't reeeeeealllyyyyyy want to do that!! Haha. And, um- oh, thank you, Ms. Ruler! Here are your Catalysts!"

With those words, Ruler steps aside to reveal the basic, broken down altar of the church. On it seven small packages lie, each with a name tag attached to them. Your names. 

"I chose these per~sonally, so if you don't like what you get, tough! This isn't a gacha game! Haha. I definitely didn't choose these at random, though. Haha. Hah. Yes, alright- go ahead and take them."

He glances to Ruler, then back at everyone else, like he's just remembered something.

"—Lodging! Gracious, right- for those of you who don't have a place to stay, the church can arrange for suitable living quarters for all of you who need it. Although, I do know some of you have set up living situations for some of you. Haha. I won't come to fix the plumbing for you outside the church's living quarters. Outside of my job description! Ah- Aries and Ms. Förstner in particular, you two might benefit from a room at La Casa di Abbatangelo! ...Haha. Ahh... Anyways..."

Ruler is already getting ready to leave, her expression neutral yet annoyed. You all get up to gather your packages, and some of you may even take a peep to see the catalysts for yourself.

"Alriiiiight~! You can leave now and go summon your servants, haha. Ahh.... consider this an official truce, hmm? So, don't go killing each other for a few days at least! If you break the truce, Ruler will kill you!! Haha! Ahhhhhh... This is to ensure that everyone has their servant, and that, uh... that you're all ready, yes? As soon as the truce is done, you can all get started with this whole... nasty business of fighting for the grail! Hah. Go at your own pace... have fun... don't be safe! Or... whatever! At least go and get to know the people you're killing first... Ehehe. Have fun!"

And he waves one unnaturally elongated arm, looking more and more like an inflatable tube man by the minute...

Ruler rolls her eyes, as if she could ever be commanded by this man. She stops at the door as it swings open without her touching those heavy, rotten hinges. And she turns to speak to all of you.

“... I am Olga of Kiev, Ruler. I must reintroduce myself, for the words of that snake do my role no justice. I am unaffiliated with both your Association and with this- church.” She spits the last word out. “I am here only at the behest of the grail, to ensure this war is just and fair. Overstep your boundaries and I will end you. Play by the rules, and you will enjoy my oversight with no issue.” 

She puts her aviators back on, and soon enough you hear the sound of the Harley rev through the air as she drives off to god knows where. Amedeo covers his mouth with a single hand to hide- a laugh, perhaps? And so... You are free to go. Unless you are one of those poor souls who has to negotiate with Amedeo for lodging.

You must hurry, though. The sun will soon begin to set... And your Servants all await within the Throne. For the Erroll Holy Grail War has officially begun.

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