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FFIX: Tin Foil
Fandom: Final Fantasy IX
Pairing: None
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Steiner tirelessly guarded people from a very young age. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
madain_sari.
Once upon a time the knights of Pluto had been more important, more respected, better organised and better equipped, and there had been a lot of them. One of them had happened to have a nephew called Steiner, who was ridiculously devoted to his mother (to the point where she would almost kill for ten minutes without him around) and obsessed with becoming a knight like his uncle (his father was dead in service to Alexandria, but that didn't deter him at all).
Steiner's mother encouraged him to become a knight. After all, the sooner she could go out without a guard in tin foil, the better. It was embarrassing to have her son, even at the age of fifteen, constantly guarding her and wearing a saucepan for a helmet.
She did the necessary amount of snivelling and waving a white handkerchief when Steiner decided to leave home.
And then breathed a sigh of relief.
It wasn't that she hadn't loved Steiner. But she'd seen rather too much of him. She pitied whoever he was going to protect next -- whether it happened to be a scruffy kid on the street or a beautiful Princess. Doubtless he would annoy them as much as he had her.
Pairing: None
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Steiner tirelessly guarded people from a very young age. For
madain_sari.Once upon a time the knights of Pluto had been more important, more respected, better organised and better equipped, and there had been a lot of them. One of them had happened to have a nephew called Steiner, who was ridiculously devoted to his mother (to the point where she would almost kill for ten minutes without him around) and obsessed with becoming a knight like his uncle (his father was dead in service to Alexandria, but that didn't deter him at all).
Steiner's mother encouraged him to become a knight. After all, the sooner she could go out without a guard in tin foil, the better. It was embarrassing to have her son, even at the age of fifteen, constantly guarding her and wearing a saucepan for a helmet.
She did the necessary amount of snivelling and waving a white handkerchief when Steiner decided to leave home.
And then breathed a sigh of relief.
It wasn't that she hadn't loved Steiner. But she'd seen rather too much of him. She pitied whoever he was going to protect next -- whether it happened to be a scruffy kid on the street or a beautiful Princess. Doubtless he would annoy them as much as he had her.