I need sassy Noct and Sinnamon Roll Prompto annoying Gladdy hahaha

chocobroness:

I’ve already stated that I won’t post anything related to Sassy Noctis here, but this ask was sitting in my ask box for a long time and I felt bad for not realizing that it was still there, so I’ll answer it here, BUT, please please please, send Sassy Noctis asks to the ASK BLOG I made, not here. I’ll also be posting it on the Ask blog too (gotta bring in those followers you know.) Thank you.

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“To sleep or to black out, that is the alcohol.”

“Noct…”

“Hm?”

“Are you SERIOUSLY drinking at 1 in the afternoon?”

“Yup.”

“….WHY?”

Noctis actually paused from taking a sip and looked thoughtful.

“That’s a good question. Why in the afternoon? Why not in the morning? “

“Noct.”

“I can have a shot the moment I wake up now that I think about it.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

“But it’s how I’m gonna perceive it. Sorry Glads, the alcoholic in me has spoken. “

“You’re seriously gonna drink the moment you wake up every morning.”

“Well why not? Prompto does it already. Right Prom?”

“A flask a day keeps the soberness away.”

“What the hell? When did you get here?!”

“About 10 minutes ago. “

“I’m somewhat drunk and I’ve been notice him, we gotta talk about your lack of awareness. “

“Speaking like a sober man there Noct.”

“Blasphemy, I need to rectify this with more booze.”

“You don’t need anymore Noct.”

“I need more drinks like you need more patience.”

“Nice one.”

“I know, I’m a comedian.”

“If it wasn’t for the fact that it would make you idiots happy, I would have gone looking for a drink right now.”

“You can have some of mine.”

“NO.”

“Don’t waste you flask on him Prom, he’s just jealous I can act sober while drunk off my ass during diplomatic talks.”

“That should NOT be possible.”

“And yet it’s a talent I was born with. Get off my back you lightweight.”

“I’m not a light weight, you just drink as if it’s WATER.“

“Prompto do we still have the rum?”

“Rum’s all gone.”

“Why’s the rum always gone? “

“LISTEN TO ME.”

“Gladio, if you’re not gonna get us rum, go hug a Cactuar. “

Gladiolus opened his mouth to make a retort before he paused for a moment and slowly turned to look at the smiling blonde. “Prompto..”

“Yees?” Gladio narrowed his eyes in suspicion.

“How did you manage to get all the way here without anyone knowing?” Prompto’s smile dropped and he blinked, sharing a brief look with Noctis, he held up one finger as if to answer before slowly bringing it down, looking confused himself.

“I didn’t.” It was Gladio’s turn to blink.

“What.” Prompto looked away, grabbing his flask and hunching his shoulders.

“I didn’t come here without anyone knowing.” He elaborated, a grin making an appearance as he took a drink.

“Who let you in?” He pressed, feeling a headache appearing.

Prompto didn’t say anything, taking a long drink, eyes looking at anything but him.

Gladio opened his mouth to ask again but was taken off guard as the doors to the training room burst open, revealing multiple Crownsguard and a few Kingsglaive trying to catch their breath.

Gladio took in their disheveled appearance then looked at Prompto, who was drinking while still pretending to not notice anything.

Gladio pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a long sigh.

“What the fuck did he do?”
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“What do you mean he knocked them out?”

“You knocked them out?” Noctis raised an eyebrow, his tone showing approval. “Nice.”

“Thanks!”

“Prompto, this isn’t funny.” Prompto scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest.

“I didn’t do anything that bad.”

“You roundhouse kicked one while throwing another at 4 of them!!” Noctis let out soft snort of amusement.

“And he hasn’t been hired yet? Cor’s losing his touch.”

“I’ll be sure to tell him that your highness.” Said a Kingsglaive with a easy grin. Noctis stared for a moment before pointing at him.

“Answer quickly. Name?”

“Nyx Ulric.”

“Where?”

“Galahd.”

“Nickname in the Kingsglaive?”

“Hero.”

“Favorite drink?”

“Whiskey.” Nyx smirked before adding. “ Vodka when I’m in a mood.”

“Good man.” Noctis grinned, holding up his flask in a mockery of a toast.

“Are you done trying to find drinking buddies?” Gladio growled, pulling the prince away from his conversations

“Nope.”

“Doesn’t matter, shut up.”

“Absolutely not.” He shrugged off his shield’s arm, and looked at everyone.

“The only reason everyone’s here is because the Crownsguard got their asses handed to them by a skinny blonde guy with good taste in drinks.”

“And food!” Noctis nodded in agreement.

“And food.” The Crownsguard started to protest but Noctis held up a hand.

“No, you guys failing to keep ONE person out, just goes to show that you’ve been slacking, I’ll be informing Cor of this failure immediately.” He looked at them, staring at each person long enough for them to flinch.

“Now all Crownsguard go get checked out, and if you see Cor, tell him to see me.” The shamed guard bowed before exiting the training room, embarrassment in each step.

Silence filled the room for a brief moment before Prompto broke it.

“Nice acting.” Noctis shrugged.

“Thanks.” Nyx blinked.

“That was acting?” Gladio sat down, rubbing his head in frustration.

“He’s drunk, I know he’s drunk and yet it’s still hard to believe when he acts like THAT.”

“I’m gifted.” Noctis took a step away from the angry man coming his way.

“Gifted in pissing me off.” Noctis gave him a lazy smirk.

“What, you just realized that?” He moved away when Gladiolus looked ready to strangle him.

“Hey hey, No one’s killing anyone,“ Nyx said, stepping in front of the Noctis. “No matter the reason.”

“Good work Hero .” Noctis nodded half heartedly, frowning as he looked inside his flask. “It’s nice to see someone willing to stand up and defend me when my own shield is pissed.”

“He can’t hide you from me forever princess.”

“I’ll help him!” Prompto grinned, ignoring the glare directed his way. “No ones killing Noct!”

“Not even for Chocobos?” Asked Gladio sarcastically.

Prompto paused at those words.

Everyone stared at him while Noctis raised an eyebrow, amusement on his face.

“You’re considering it, aren’t you?”

Prompto hummed and leaned away when Gladio growled.

“You’re actually considering that!?”

“N-No of course not!”

“You were! What type of friends are you making Noct?!”

“The best kind.”

“Come one. I’m sure he was joking.” Nyx stepped in, placing a hand on the young shield’s shoulder.

Noctis smirked and shook his head, enjoying what was happening. “Nah, he was actually considering it.”

Prompto opened his mouth to deny his words before he paused and thought about it for a moment, shrugging.

“No yeah, He’s right, I was.” In respond, Nyx moved to hook his hands under Gladio’s arms, and seemed to be holding the angry man back. Prompto was laughing and leaning always when it seemed Gladio was close to hitting him. It looked like chaos might reign at any moment, and Noctis watched it all with a raised eyebrow, sending his now empty flask back into the amiger and summoning a new one.

Idly, he took a sip while wondering who would throw the first punch.

And if this meant new entertainment for him.