Crystalline Chill

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Who: Residents of house C-01 and friends!
When: All throughout May, see prompts and individual threads
Where: House C-01
What: Monthly catchall for the XV House shenanigans
Warnings/Notes: There's likely going to be spoilers for Kingsglaive and the main game up to Chapter 13 somewhere in the comments.


A. Sometimes you just want to ride...
Late in the morning of the 1st, there is a low purring sound of an engine going down the street. One that wasn't accustomed to travel aside by foot or chocobo claw. Yet, somehow, a certain man manages not to clip a single thing. And it sits there, in front of House C-01, black, shiny, and very much a wonder to a few moogles. Especially since the convertible's roof is airship-grade plexiglass.

B. [Insert "I'll Make A Man Out Of You" joke here]
There was one upside to living with the once-deceased leader of the Crownsguard, and that was one didn't have to go far for a training enthusiast. There was also one downside to this: not having to go far for a training enthusiast. It's the crack of dawn when the nice little symphony of insects and kwehs get interrupted by the sounds of wooden weapons clashing and spells being practiced.

Rest in pieces, light sleepers. They apologize in advance.

C. That's it!
Of course, no one can train or go through the day on no fuel. And one person in particular has taken upon himself to at least ensure a few others can eventually cook eggs without burning them. The real question is: Will Ignis come up with a new recipeh involving that jar of kupo nut butter?

D. I want to ride my chocobo all day~
If anyone is surprised at the fact that there are two or three (depending on the date because Chocobo Eater event) lovely birds, then they clearly don't understand at least 50% of the household's love for the magnificent creatures. The black one in particular seems to be particularly happy with their nice little stack of shiny objects...

There may or may not be a pair of glasses on the top of that pile. Sorry, Specs.

E. Hold my Ebony
(Feel free to come up with your own prompts, guys; these aren't the limits to our zaniness.)

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He was not thinking that Noct was fat, but he was a solid human being putting some of his weight on him.

"I got this, okay, got it."

Prompto made a grab for under Noct's knee and if successful, his plan was going to try and launch himself into a full body roll and get his best friend off of him. He can hardly wrestle if he's stuck beneath him.

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Good, but he probably should at least work on running. Because squiiiishy black mage.

His knees. His one weakness, along with his back that he's somehow glad Prompto had yet to discover. Yet he should have seen this one coming, especially as, with relative ease, Prompto caught him and all but tossed him off. His back hit the cabinet, and he was quick to scoot away from it to keep anything from breaking.

Ignis would have their hides if they broke anything in the kitchen and they just barely managed to keep the jar of kupo nut butter from being knocked onto the floor. Why it still sat on the counter, Noctis had no idea. But he's glad it didn't fall over.

This also distracted him greatly, leaving him wide open.

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"Astrals! Shit!" Prompto followed through the rolling, but Noct hit the cabinet and that probably hurt.

"I'm sorry!" He got up on his knees to lean over Noct.

"You're not hurt are you? I keep forgetting you're not as strong!" He pouted slightly and stared at Noctis, as though trying to discern if he'd hurt himself or not, if he did, Ignis was going to kill them both.

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Noctis looked up at his friend, so completely worried and fretting... and smirked. Prompto, it seemed, forgot one thing. He's a ninja, and that only meant one thing in this scenario.

He silently pushed off the cabinet, wrapping his arms around Prompto's waist as he put weight into pushing them both away from the counter and, hopefully, closer to the hallway. Less likely to break shit and really be in for it.

Yeah. He's fine.

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Noctis was the biggest cheater ever, he probably did that on purpose and Prompto would swear that to the end of their days, just to catch him off guard. It wasn't because he was overemotional and concerned for his best friend.

"Eek!" He was startled by his sneakiness, because everyone knew ninjas were sneaky and he fell back, but he tried to use Noctis' momentum and get out of the way. Maybe, if he was lucky, he could get Noct to face plant, and sit on his back.

It wouldn't be quite pinning, but it would be a pain to get out of. Which he deserved, entirely.

"You are such a cheater!"

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So what if he did? He didn't, but he wasn't about to say that. Especially when Prompto uses his own momentum against him and he skids on the tile, rolling onto his side to help mitigate the damage.

He so deserved that one. "You're the one who flipped me!" He laughed, but he realized a little too late he left himself wide open. Shit.

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"You were squishing me!" Prompto protested and scooted forward on his knees to try and get on top of Noctis this time, he didn't care if he was face down or not.

Then, and only then, would Noctis get the most important surprise, he would find where he was ticklish and make him really pay for that.

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Well, congratulations, because his most ticklish spots? Far more easier to reach from the front. Because it's his sides, and his stomach. Noctis' eyes widened as he noted the way those fingers wiggled.

"Prom. Prom, no-" he began to protest, suddenly realizing exactly how Ignis felt when he ignored his pleas to stop before he even began. And laughing. Writhing and attempting to get away from those terrible fingers and break free even as hands swatted at fingers. "Plea- hahaha!"

R u d e.

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Prompto rewarded him with a devious smile.

"What's that? Can't hear you!" He taunted a little bit, wiggling fingers over his sides as he sat, rather comfortably perched on Noctis' thighs, which meant good luck getting him off.

"From where I'm sitting, I think you want to be tickled."

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"Y-you little-!" he tried to say 'shit' at the end, but it was extremely hard to get those first two words out due to the tickling making his sides burn. Oh, sweet stars above; he was doomed to being tickled to death, wasn't he?

His eyes began to tear up as he, in a most likely vain attempt, tried to lift his thighs to imbalance the asshole currently sitting on them.

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Since Noctis was a squishy mage, there wasn't much hope of that but Prompto smirked at him and stilled his hands at least, both palms flat against Noctis' sides.

"Giving in?"

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But did he at least earn a gold star for the effort? Eh, never mind. That meme was old, anyway. Noctis half-glared up at him as he caught his breath. Hands gently reaching up as if to tap out-

...and then slid under his arms as he tried to get a ticklish spot of Prompto's. Because did he know him to be a quitter?

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Prompto squealed slightly as Noctis was successful, laughing and he swatted at his chest once before leaning back trying to get away from the invading figures.

"You-" He giggled. "Terrible!"

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Noctis laughed sincerely at that. He can call him terrible all he wanted. It was still better to hear that laughter than the sobs from earlier.

"Uh-huh. Whatever you say." He grinned, but relented. Tapping on Prompto's arm as his hand was swatted away.

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He smiled as he sucked in a few breaths to calm down, hands still down on Noct's chest to balance himself.

"So you admit you're terrible. Do you admit I win?"

Prompto leaned forward, smirking, all Noct had to do was admit he won.

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Excuse him for a moment, Prompto. Because it is just registering that Prompto was, in fact, sitting on top of his legs, and resting his hands on his chest. He could feel the back of his neck heating up slightly.

"I- wha-? No! I only admit you cheated by initiating a tickle fight!" In the middle of wrestling! How was that a fair win?

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"You cheated by making me feel bad for you. I'd say we're pretty even." Prompto mused.

"But I want to win." He smirked.

"So what should I do with you?"

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"How about get. off...!" Because bro, you literally got him. On the floor. While sitting on him. He tried again to get his legs free, but Prompto ain't budging. Curse the black mage strength stat!

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Prompto arched an eyebrow at him.

"Admit I win, and I will."

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"But you didn't." Noct is vehement in that one, and why the hell are his ears heating up, too? "We both cheated. That means we both draw."

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He stared at him a moment. "Hm."

Prompto leaned back, his hands sliding down Noctis' chest to his stomach naturally.

"I can live with that."

He finally moved, climbing off of him, sitting on the floor next to him.

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Take a picture, Prompto. The glare would last longer that way. It probably did not help that his hair was already a mess from their little rumble. Yet, the way those hands slid down his chest to his stomach...

Six damn it all.

"Yeah, you better." He sat up, then. Half tempted to do something about it, but then... nah. Probably the best to not. Especially on Ignis' little inner sanctum.