FFXV fanfic: You're Lucky You Made It (Chapter Five)

Dec. 4th, 2018 02:50 am
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Fandom:  Final Fantasy XV
Characters:  Prompto Argentum. Lunafreya Nox Fleuret. Ravus Nox Fleuret. Pryna. Umbra. A couple OCs.
Chapter Rating:  PG, for the moment. 
Warnings: Brief mentions of invasion
Word count so far: 17,207
Notes:  Welp, I’m all caught up on this one now. Now the only issue is that I haven’t actually updated this fic in like a year? Yeeeaaaaah. I mean, I don’t wanna call it dead, since I still poke at it every now and then. It’s just…taking a while. *cough*
Chapter title from Song of the Sea, from...Song of the Sea.
Shilling: ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED? If not...well, sorry. But if you are, I have a Ko-fi. I'm broke and appreciate every cup.

Previously: Prologue. Chapter One. Chapter Two. Chapter Three. Chapter Four.

 

CHAPTER FIVE: The Wind Is On the Rise

During an average day, Prompto’s job brought him in contact with numerous other staff members. Whether it was for work, as was the case with guards and other aids and assistants, or simply saying hello to the cleaning and cooking staff in passing. None of that was out of the ordinary.

What was out of the ordinary was when other staff members actively sought him out.

Prompto had paused in the hall, turning scarlet up to his hairline as a guard wondered if he was old enough for any mischief before sighing lamentably when Prompto pointed out that he was only seventeen. As Prompto turned to go, though, he ground to a halt again when he nearly walked right into Amity. She was one of Luna’s ladies maids, and rarely seen on her own. She was fretful and fidgeting, and she already had a grip on Prompto’s wrist.

“Mr. Argentum—one of His Majesty’s couriers. A few of us noticed we didn’t recognize him, but we lost track of him and none of us are allowed in His Majesty’s office.”

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FFXV fanfic: You're Lucky You Made It (Chapter Four)

Dec. 4th, 2018 02:42 am
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Fandom:  Final Fantasy XV
Characters:  Prompto Argentum. Lunafreya Nox Fleuret. Ravus Nox Fleuret. Pryna. Umbra. A couple OCs.
Chapter Rating:  PG, for the moment. 
Warnings: Brief mentions of invasion
Word count so far: 12,313
Notes:  Chapter title from Sing Me to Sleep by Alan Walker and Iselin Solheim
Shilling: ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED? If not...well, sorry. But if you are, I have a Ko-fi. I'm broke and appreciate every cup.

Previously: Prologue. Chapter One. Chapter Two. Chapter Three.

 

CHAPTER FOUR: Wait a second let me catch my breath

“Assistant to the king,” Prompto repeated, stuck somewhere between dubious and wildly incredulous.

“Yes,” Luna confirmed, nodding once, her hands linked together behind her back. In the kitchen, Ravus had tea with Prompto’s parents as he explained much the same thing to them. “He has more duties now than he’s ever had before, and he had no time to prepare for them. On top of that, many of the personal staff he would have inherited from our mother did not survive the attack.” Her expression dimmed slightly, before she cleared her throat and carried on. “He needs someone who can make it so he doesn’t need to worry about the minutiae. You’ll have your own room at the palace as well as the attention of my old tutors.”

"But what if I’m bad at it?” Prompto asked, tone approaching something plaintive. “I’ve never done anything like this before!”

Finally, Luna smiled gently. “Then your job will be to keep me company. I’m sure we can think of an official title. The Oracle’s Confidante, perhaps?”

“I don’t understand why, though?” Prompto replied, slightly distraught at the special treatment.

Luna’s hands settled on his shoulders. “Because making sure you’re safe is important.”

Prompto’s mouth opened, but no words came out, and he closed his mouth once again with a click. He blinked at her dumbly, and she covered her mouth with one hand to ineffectually hide a laugh.

“Will you try, at least?” she asked quietly.

Slowly, Prompto nodded. “Okay,” he agreed faintly.

His parents, once it was explained that Prompto would be safe from the public in the palace, were quick to agree as well.

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FFXV fanfic: You're Lucky You Made It (Chapter Three)

Dec. 4th, 2018 02:36 am
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Fandom:  Final Fantasy XV
Characters:  Prompto Argentum. Lunafreya Nox Fleuret. Ravus Nox Fleuret. Pryna. Umbra. A couple OCs.
Chapter Rating:  PG, for the moment. 
Warnings: Pretty hardcore bullying of a fifteen-year-old child. Brief allusions to a bombing and an attack on the city.
Word count so far: 9469
Notes:  If you have issues with bullying, maybe skip this chapter, or at least jump all the way down to the last section.
Chapter title from Defying Gravity from the Wicked soundtrack
Shilling: ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED? If not...well, sorry. But if you are, I have a Ko-fi. I'm broke and appreciate every cup.

Previously: Prologue. Chapter One. Chapter Two.

 

CHAPTER THREE: Something has changed within me

Prompto woke up to the sound of the emergency bells ringing. He hurled himself out of bed, still half-asleep and stumbling into jeans and sneakers and a sweatshirt with the lights off and his eyes half-closed before he stumbled into his parents’ room. His cell phone rang and he yanked it from his pocket, answering it with a muddled, “H'lo?”

“Oh, thank gods,” his dad sighed on the other line. “You and your mom are alright?”

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FFXV fanfic: You're Lucky You Made It (Chapter Two)

Dec. 4th, 2018 02:29 am
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Fandom:  Final Fantasy XV
Characters:  Prompto Argentum. Lunafreya Nox Fleuret. Pryna. A couple OCs.
Chapter Rating:  G, for the moment. 
Warnings: Very brief mention of vomit. Prompto still has self-esteem issues.
Word count so far: 6262
Notes:  there’s no Ravus yet. next chapter, I promise.

anyway, I apologize if the transition at the end seems really abrupt, but it was already way longer than I expected, and I didn’t wanna go into ‘third verse, same as the first.’
Chapter title from Go The Distance from Disney's Hercules
Shilling: ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED? If not...well, sorry. But if you are, I have a Ko-fi. I'm broke and appreciate every cup.

Previously: Prologue. Chapter One.

 

CHAPTER TWO: Though the road may wander

Prompto woke up to the sound of barking outside his window. He rolled out of bed and stared out his window, and Pryna stared back at him from the lawn, dancing on her front paws and barking. If nothing else, his dad was at work already and his mom could probably sleep through an air raid siren, so he wasn’t worried about that.

Groaning, Prompto dragged himself to the front door and opened it. Happy as could be, Pryna trotted inside and started bouncing in circles around the family room.

“D'you want some breakfast?” he sighed, even as he was already pulling out a bowl and dragging out the bag of dog food. He filled the bowl and set it down in front of her before he set about getting his own breakfast.

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FFXV fanfic: You're Lucky You Made It (Chapter One)

Dec. 4th, 2018 02:15 am
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Fandom:  Final Fantasy XV
Characters:  Prompto Argentum. Lunafreya Nox Fleuret. Pryna. A couple OCs.
Chapter Rating:  G, for the moment. 
Warnings: Prompto has some self-esteem issues.
Word count so far: 2489
Notes:  So, I really like writing about dogs?
Chapter title yoinked from Cable Car by The Fray.

ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED? If not...well, sorry. But if you are, I have a Ko-fi. I'm broke and appreciate every cup.

Previously: Prologue.

 

CHAPTER ONE: Soften a bit until we all just get along

Prompto was pretty sure she was a pure breed, and she looked far too pampered to be a stray, though her pale coat was grimy and she looked nervous, so Prompto could only assume she didn’t live in the area. Feeling sorry for her, he lured her back to his house with half a bag of potato chips. He didn’t let her eat the potato chips, but he did give her a leftover pork chop from last night’s dinner, and he figured she liked that more than she would have liked the chips anyway.

After that, she was more than happy to let him pick her up, and she nuzzled her chin contently against his shoulder. At least until he carried her into the bathroom. Her eyes locked onto the bathtub, and immediately she started whining, squirming in his hold like she was worried he was going to skin her and turn her into a fur coat.

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FFXV fanfic: You're Lucky You Made It (prologue)

May. 22nd, 2017 11:34 pm
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Fandom: Final Fantasy XV
Characters: Prompto Argentum. A couple OCs.
Chapter Rating: G, for the moment.
Warnings: A bit of bullying? It’s glossed over.
Word count so far: 495
Notes: So, in If the Ring Fits, there was one AU where Prompto lived in Tenebrae, was buddies with Luna, and was working as…basically Ravus’s PA. That AU, along with the Fail Bus AU, attracted some interest and I decided ‘why not?'
Now, I’m gonna be honest with all of you.
I am VERY SLOW when it comes to fanfiction. And very flaky. I’m actually kinda excited about this one, though, so hopefully I’ll keep at it. (all encouragement is welcome. and I encourage people to shout out suggestions.) But so far I know BASICALLY NOTHING about how this is gonna go. Will there be pairings? Fuck if I know. How many other characters are gonna show up? Thbbbppppt, ask someone else, 'cause I have no clue. What am I doing? Saying 'fuck it all,’ that’s what.
Anyway, here we have the prologue. The very tiny prologue. I only posted this part separately because it’s written in a noticeably different style than the true chapter one, and I figured it’d be kinda jarring if it was submitted as one chapter.
(also I had Jenny O. music stuck in my head when I typed the fic title)
Obligatory Disclaimer: I don’t own FFXV, since I’m not Square-Enix and I don’t even know anyone from Square-Enix. I don’t own the characters. I’m just playing with them.
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PROLOGUE: Let's start at the very beginning

When he was an infant, he was smuggled out of Niflheim, wrapped in a blanket with his arm swathed in bandages to hide the barcode imprinted there. He was given to the Argentums, a Lucian family. They called him Prompto, he called them Mama and Papa, and they belonged to each other. If they were ever aware of where he came from or just how unusual his adoption was, they never said anything about it. His mother worked as an EMT and his father as a banker. They were good, well-meaning, average people.

Prompto was four years old when an opportunity for his father to have a better job opened up across the map. They packed up Prompto, his toys, and most of the things in the house, and off they went to Tenebrae. It made little difference to Prompto, whose memories of Lucis were young and faded easily.

His mother could have stopped working if she wanted to. She didn't--she said she would go batty if she couldn't fill her time--but she did work less, so she could drop Prompto off at school herself most mornings, and pick him up on some afternoons. So she could watch him grow and feel like she was actually there for his life.

He was a solitary child, clinging to his mother's pants in public and keeping to himself in class, even if he watched his classmates like there was a window between them and he was trying to figure out how to break it.

He was eight when his parents gave him a camera--plastic, disposable, maybe ten gil, but that wasn't the important part--and he loved it. It went everywhere with him, until it ran out of film and his father took it away to get it developed when he wasn't looking, deftly leaving an identical replacement in its spot.

He learned through trial and error, for the most part. The first lessons were simple. Faces were good, so long as he wasn't looking up someone's nose. Faces were better if they weren't paying attention to him. Nothing looked like what it was supposed to be if he moved too much. The more complicated lessons came later, but they were some very nice building blocks. He was only nine by the time his parents decided he could be trusted with an actual camera.

Prompto was ten when a classmate finally grabbed his arm and stared hard at the barcode that he had always carefully not questioned. She squinted at it before laughing and asking, "What, did your parents get you for half-off somewhere?"

He used his allowance to buy a pair of gloves at a thrift store that afternoon. His parents didn't question it. Instead they looked…sad. He continued to carefully not question it.

When he was twelve years old, he found a lanky, half-grown dog wandering the street as he walked home from school. As with many things, the dog changed everything.
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