I didn't like how it turned out enough to make it a deviation, but meh.

Song: Shake Your Groove Thing by Peaches and Herb(3:54)

A ballroom. Oh God, a BALLROOM. It was like Eliwood hated him personally. Oh, sure, Erk was dressed up in formal robes and such, but he still felt like a peasant. Everyone around him was Lords and Ladies, like Pent. He’d never felt at ease with those types. He was essentially a mercenary after all. Even Serra could claim some royal connection.

God, Serra. There was a path his thoughts avoided. She would be INSUFFERABLE, see this as some kind of admission of her royalty. Why him? He watched the door, and, just as he feared, she entered. There was where the prediction went wrong, though.

He hadn’t realised there was a dress in world capable of it, but Serra looked… nice. Spotting him immediately, she hurried over and took his hands. “Dance with me?” she asked, with what Erk realised was… a hint of shyness? Maybe this would be alright after all…

Song: Upside Down by Diana Ross(4:00)

Erk was not the type to be flustered easily, he liked to think. He kept his calm on the battlefield and even around Serra he managed to keep his hands a safe distance from her throat. But he was… unexpectedly crushed. He didn’t think he cared what Serra thought or who she annoyed, as long as it wasn’t HIM, but… He felt upset about how much time she was spending with Hector. Even if she did make Hector as annoyed as she made him, it felt… closer. Like Serra cared. Like Hector wasn’t just a royal connection in the way that he was just a mercenary. Then again, could he blame her? This thought continued the trend of ruffling him more than he thought it could. He was… a bit mean. She deserved it! But… maybe she didn’t. Maybe. Quite bothered by the whole idea, he resolved to forget about it. But not before, in a corner of his mind, he resolved quietly to maybe thank her next time she healed him. Compliment her when she deserved it. Maybe.

Song: You Know My Name(Rock version) by Chris Cornell(4:01)

Another battle. It was all becoming commonplace to her. She used to rely almost totally on Erk for protection, and the only reason there was an almost was that there were other people who spent their time stopping her from becoming a smudge on some course bandit’s battleaxe. But since she’d taken that ring and reaffirmed her devotion to Saint Elimine as a guardian of light magic as well as a user of healing, she’d started holding her own. More than that, even. She was CARRYING Erk sometimes, which scared her. When they came up against more of the armies of Druids that Nergal seemed to manufacture faster than they could buy swords, she could almost see Erk’s broken pride, even on that unemotional face of his as he once again let her take the lead, her holy magic tearing through their darkness where Erk’s anima would only be consumed. Knowing that he was more powerful against the users of holy magic- even her- didn’t help him. He was starting to feel useless. Whereas she… she was supreme.

Song: It’s Down by Koolfox (2:32)
Augh. It always happened at the worse times. Their variety of transportation- Wyvern, horses, Merlinus’s cart- would break down and Erk would scout ahead with Serra. Again. This time through freezing stone. Still, he admitted, in a part of him that the rest of him rejected to the extreme, there were benefits. Or rather, A benefit. A pink, cuddly benefit that curled into him against the cold even as she complained bitterly. A cute, if loud, benefit. Maybe the snow wasn’t so bad after all.

Song: SCOUT_bigshavedbear by Team Fortress 2 (0:04)
ERK <3 SERRA SHIT SONG

Song: Anything Goes by Cole Porter(2:54)
When Erk first met Serra, he thought he could see the whole of their time together wind out in front of him in agonizing length. A long, LONG walk to her destination, getting him in trouble and driving him crazy until she left or he snapped. Back then, he didn’t guess at just how much trouble she would get him in to. Not only the campaign he’d been roped into, helping Lyn, then Eliwood, with their campaigns against evil leaders. That would have been trouble enough for any one man- or ten men, for that matter- but Serra had managed to get him in even more trouble, not with her attitude this time, but with her eyes. Her deep, adorable eyes that stared into his as he slipped her robes off her and she quietly prayed for forgiveness in a way that said she didn’t care if she got it. Yes, he’d never seen this trouble coming. Family.

Song: I’m So Excited by The Pointer Sisters (3:45)
When Erk became a sage it was possibly the best day of his life. He’d studied for most of his life to learn greater and greater magics, and to have a whole new school open to him, and one as useful as healing, was amazing. And his master of anima was improved too. But the obvious benefits of being a sage weren’t the only ones that mattered on that fateful day. The more mature look to him. The graduation from his mage’s outfit to the grander cape and robes of a sage. The new twinkle in his eyes. All of these, while not important to Erk alone, were very important to someone else. And that someone else happened to make his day of triumph even better. A pink haired cleric running up to him even as he was still admiring the guiding ring and standing on tiptoes, confusing him for a moment before her lips pressed against his, with the rest of the company watching agape. Yes, that had been a good, good day.

Song: Series of Tubes(net neutrality remix) by some internet guy(2:20)
Magic was a funny thing. It was one thing to use it, but another to understand it. Oh sure, all magic users “understood” it, but how it actually WORKED was a different matter. To Erk, it was knowledge given energy. All his book learning given form by a mysterious energy, amplified by his study to a whirlwind of power based on nothing more than pure mental prowess. To Lucius, it was Saint Elimine working through him, casting her might out on the unworthy. To Serra, it was love. Magic was nothing but her own love of life and the world spilling out onto people. Maybe that’s why she could heal Erk the best.

Song: Old Time Rock and Roll by Bob Seger(3:14)
Well, this was new. Erk thought, as he stared blinking at the sight before him. Serra, egotist and annoyance extraordinaire, was wearing a grin the size of Cheshire cat’s. And nothing else. “I…” Erk started, and then stopped. Actually, he didn’t know how to end that sentence. There was nothing he was at the moment except very, very shell-shocked. “You’re naked.” He managed, cringing outwardly at his stating the obvious. Serra just grinned wider. “Silly Erky.” She chirped. “That’s not the issue here.” Erk’s look of confusion deepened. It most certainly was. Serra giggled “The issue isss~ you’re not.”

Song: SOLDIER_buttescortedfrombank by Team Fortress 2 (0:10)
Erk loves Serra lolol fuck this sound clip shit


yeah, I got two voice clips from a game, a remix of voice clips from a game, and a remix of Ted Stevens' rant on the internet being tubes. Damn my small amount of songs on my iPod. This takes a lot out of you, though. D= It makes me want to get back to work on that fanfic100 stuff so I can actually finish one of the stories properly instead of being cut off.