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hybridanafrost · 1 year ago

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Whack, you went ahead and just dropped this entertaining gem of a oneshot on Odette's bday no less!

Thank you so much! 😭 💖

I love that Claire is the stern teacher figure, while Morgen is the more gentle instructor. Meanwhile, Sister Margaret is taking the backseat by observing them and Yami with Odette and the other kids. I love that she is mentally making notes to tell Julius about it all later. Nacht, being the troublemaker, never gets old. Yami, being a big brother to kid Odette, never fails to warm my heart.

I just love the Gray Deer gang dynamic being so well represented in this one installment! Bravo!

Gonna go ahead and drop in Sister Margaret's bio here since she's rather new.

And why not throw in the birthday girl's bio too!

Broom Lessons

Summary: Morgen and Claire were sent as lecturers for their squad’s ‘Youth Broom Lessons’ volunteer program. Yami and Nacht tagged along as well.

Word count: ~3.4k words

Note: Odette Dumont and Sister Margaret are @hybridanafrost OCs. Claire Polaris is mine.

Morgen thought there couldn’t be a better day for their Youth Broom lessons. He looked up at the blue sky and smiled. The weather was a perfect balance of sunny and cloudy.

Morgen was filled with excitement as he carried a bundle of broomsticks with a skip in his step. Claire followed him while also carrying a bundle of broomsticks. Both were headed to the orphanage where Odette was.

Captain Julius confidently assigned the two Light mages as lecturers. He believed they could easily handle the task.

Morgen and Claire arrived at the orphanage right on schedule. Sister Margaret promptly led them to the classroom. She introduced the two Grey Deer knights standing before the children to be the ones leading today’s lecture. The children had their eyes wide and mouths gape with amazement. It was a special opportunity to see a magic knight up close.

The two light mages introduced themselves formally again. Morgen was as bright and cheerful as ever. He happily greeted the students and told them that he looked forward to the time they’d spend together.

On the other hand, Claire was stern. Not a curl on her lips nor a pleasant tone in her voice. She introduced herself as straightforwardly as possible.

The children attuned well to Morgen’s vibrant energy. Meanwhile, Claire gave the kids an impression of a strict teacher type. But at least they found her voice soothing to listen to.

Yami and Nacht came to the class as well. Overlooking all that was present in the classroom, they both leaned on the wall far behind.

Odette was shaking on her seat. She had been overcome with joy at the sight of both Morgen and Claire as her teachers.

Morgen began his lecture by introducing the basics of broom flight and emphasized the safety precautions before diving in. He gave a fair warning of the risks of flying unprepared but assured the children he wouldn’t let anything dangerous happen to them.

“All in all, you must be able to grasp controlling the movement and speed while flying on your broom,” Morgen explained. “For the next part of our lecture, I’ll have Claire take over.”

Claire stood in the middle. Her eyes swam across the classroom as if having a grasp of each student present.

Yami quietly observed and read Claire’s ki. Unlike her composed manner on the outside, her ki was in a state of unease. He interpreted that Claire was actually quite nervous.

“Has anyone had any experience of flying on a broom by themselves before? Even for a little?” Claire asked.

The kids turned to look at each other, trying to find if someone did.

One boy shyly raised a hand. “I have. I borrowed Sister Margaret’s broom and used it. But I stopped because I got too scared.”

Sister Margaret raised her brow at the boy. At the very least she thought the boy had courage in a different area. She took a mental note to keep an eye on where she leaves her broom behind.

Claire smiled reassuringly at the boy. “I see. And thank you for you’ve raised a good point.”

The boy pointed at himself. He didn’t know what she was talking about.

“Fear. It prevents us from overcoming our weakness. It hinders our ability to think clearly. Just as Morgen said before, control is the most important thing in learning how to fly. But because of fear we end up thinking of failure, or the worst that could happen.”

The rest of the students fell into silence. Odette listened intently to her words.

“Once you see yourself finally high up in the air, you might think ‘I’ll fall’ but a better approach would be to think, ‘I finally did it and I can keep doing it’.

Sister Margaret observed the newbie lecturers from the room’s doorway. Claire was good with her words. On the other hand, Morgen easily captivated his students with his cheerful personality. She commends Julius’ judgement in choosing those knights.

“Before we head out to practice, allow me to explain the concept first.” Claire continued her lecture. Her intent was to give the children an idea of broom flight so they wouldn’t fall into anxiety.

The kids kept listening.

“Do you know what’s so special about flying using a broom?” Claire raised a hand indicating she wanted to hear an answer from the crowd.

Several students raised their hands to answer;

“It’s easy to use?”

“It’s convenient?”

“It’s common?”

They answered.

“So, so close! Any more answers? Come on,” Claire turned around, waiting.

Odette felt a tap on her shoulder. She saw it was Nacht’s shadow hand that did it. The hand went to her desk and wrote using the pencil and paper on it.

“Say ‘Efficient’.” The shadow hand wrote.

Odette turned back to see Nacht who winked at her in response.

Odette raised her hand.

“Yes?” Claire called her.

“Brooms are used because it’s efficient.” Odette answered but not before looking back at Nacht once more.

Claire followed Odette’s line of sight. Nacht had his eyes turned to the side playing dumb to Claire’s suspicions.

“Very good, Odette. That is correct.”

Odette sat back down and grinned widely.

Confusion was the apparent reaction from her students.

“You see, only a small amount of mana is needed to make flight possible using a broom. It’s special because through appropriate mastery, you can conserve energy by controlling the circulation of mana around your broom. That’s what makes it ‘efficient’.” Claire picked up a broom and showed it clearly. “The force produced due to the circulation of mana around the broom is what allows you to fly. Think of this broom as becoming an extension of your own body. Like if you were a bird, the broom is your detachable wing.”

Some kids chuckled at the thought of having detachable wings.

“If you want to fly faster, you pour more mana into it. If you want to change directions, you also control the direction of mana. After grasping that, it's all about practice.”

“Can we now get to the actual broom flying?” Yami yelled from the back.

“This class is getting boring. All I see is broom and no flying,” Nacht faked a yawn.

The two boys at the back snickered and it ticked Claire.

Taking a deep breath, she gripped the broom tightly and threw it at them like a spear. It flew past the class of kids and landed right in between Yami and Nacht. The tip of its handle was stuck on the wall like an arrow to a target. “If you interrupt again, I’ll send you flying instead.”

Yami and Nacht nodded simultaneously, “Sorry, ma’am!”

The young students, save for Odette, were now terrified of Claire.

Sister Margaret breathed out a heavy sigh at their childish behavior. It appeared that these knights needed as much supervision as the children under her care.

“I was done with the lecture anyway,” Claire huffed.

Morgen clapped to catch the students’ attention. “Alright! Then let’s go out to practice!”

The children collectively cheered.

What came next surprised Sister Margaret. The reason for Nacht’s presence in class was because he would use his Shadow Magic to transport the kids, taking them as far as into the Forsaken Realm. She could understand their choice of venue. This was a wide-open field. The breeze was refreshing. Perfect training grounds for broom flight practice.

They found themselves in a farming village at the Forsaken Realm called Luin. And this was where Claire grew up.

This happened because Morgen asked a favor to Nacht.

Nacht agreed to help transport the kids, stating his simple reason that he would get to watch Claire teach kids and laugh about it. Choosing the village of Luin was something he discussed with Claire beforehand. Claire agreed to it and even helped him find an appropriate location to place a Shadow Marker in.

“Whoa!” A group of kids gaped at the sight before them.

Some kids couldn’t help but run around the vast stretch of grass.

Claire and Morgen went back to their lessons and had the kids try out their brooms. They provided each child with one broom that they brought with them.

They watched and observed the kids find a comfortable sitting position on their brooms. Most kids had their brooms go between their legs. Some sat with both legs on one side. One kid dared to do it while standing which he immediately stopped doing when he kept falling out of balance.

“So… How do you sit on your brooms?” Odette asked.

“I do it like this.” Yami bent down to a squat, and easily kept his balance on the broom.

“What the heck are you doing? You look like you’re about to drop your shit,” Claire said.

Nacht snorted. Morgen looked away, his hand covering his mouth. Without saying a word, the twins agreed with Claire.

“You’re just jealous because you can’t sit like this!” Yami yelled at Claire.

Odette copied Yami’s squat. But as she tried to fly up, she wobbled on her feet. “This is hard.”

“Just stick with the basics and have it between your legs,” Nacht advised. “Or do it like Morgen and Claire.”

Nacht meant that both Light mages preferred to sit with both legs on one side. Claire did so because of the long skirt she wore, while Morgen had his long tunic.

Odette followed Nacht’s advice and placed the broom between her legs. She shakily gripped the broom’s handle with both hands as she focused on pouring her mana onto it. Remembering what was mentioned in their lecture, Odette controlled the flow of mana.

She struggled to make it work. Seeing her having difficulties, she heard Morgen and Yami providing her with analogies to help her visualize. Hoping it would make her attempt easier.

Morgen compared it like it was having the wind fly a kite. Yami said it was like having the waves carry a boat.

Odette waited for the broom to finally push her off the ground. She grew slightly nervous with every passing second. But it instantly dissolved when she could no longer feel the weight on her feet.

“I did it!” Odette said proudly, repeatedly kicking the air with her feet.

Morgen and Claire clapped happily at her while Yami and Nacht had a grin on their lips.

Odette would forever remember this moment.

Time passed and some kids continued to practice on their brooms. Some kids had taken a break and sat on the grass. Claire, Morgen, as well as Sister Margaret kept their watchful eyes on their students.

Yami went off shortly after Odette’s first attempt at flying. Then he came back carrying a table and placed it down on an even surface. He put a large basket on top of it. Something he had been carrying even at the time they were still back at the orphanage. He took the lid off and smiled proudly at the contents.

Odette also took a short break from her flying practice and laid down on the grass. Her eyes were straight up and admired the skies.

“Psst!”

Odette sat up and turned to the sound. She found Nacht gesturing her to come closer. The girl tried to confirm that he was trying to get her attention specifically and glanced around.

“Come!” Nacht called.

Odette stood up and jogged to his side, her broom in hand.

“I’ll show you some tricks,” he grinned.

Her eyes sparkled with joy and flashed a smile back at Nacht.

Claire and Morgen focused their attention on a group of kids flying on their broom. They kept a close eye and guided them when-

“Ahh!!!” A scream came from far above. Claire and Morgen whipped their heads around only to find Odette falling. Her broom was out of her reach.

The rest of the kids suddenly stopped what they were doing. The class came to a halt.

“ODETTE!” Both light mages screamed.

Reacting swiftly, Morgen opened his grimoire and flew towards her with his arms reaching out. While Claire summoned a palm-sized firefly with a flick of her hand.

Claire’s firefly caught Odette first and it safely carried the girl back down.

There was a frown on Morgen’s face. ‘She was faster.’

Claire almost slumped to the ground in panic at the sight of Odette falling. She gathered herself with a shaky breath. “Oh, thank the heavens.”

Yami roared a laughter, “She went pretty high up!”

Sister Margaret smacked the back of Yami’s head. “Fool! The girl almost died!”

Odette bowed her head, feeling guilty for causing worry to Claire and Morgen. “I was trying to do what Nacht taught me.”

Sister Margaret glared daggers at Nacht.

“Just what on earth were you thinking! Didn’t you listen to the lecture earlier? Do you have any idea what might’ve happened to you had Morgen or Claire weren’t here to look after you?” Sister Margaret scolded Odette.

“Sister, please. It was my fault. I shouldn’t have taken my eyes off my student.” Claire stepped in between Odette and Sister Margaret.

“No! This girl needs to learn her lesson!” A brewing rage was apparent in her voice.

“I had it under control. I was about to catch her.” Nacht rolled his eyes.

Sister Margaret marched closer to Nacht. She was planning to shove a handful of salt down his throat.

Morgen called out to stop her. “Sister! Everything is alright. We managed to save Odette in time!”

“Don’t take this lightly! He endangered the life of that young girl,” Sister Margaret said with a raised voice. It was obvious she was furious about what happened.

Nacht snapped back, “She wasn’t in danger! You’re overreacting, old hag.”

Sister Margaret took out her grimoire.

But a sniffle was heard. They all stopped and turned to see tears trailing down Odette’s cheeks.

“I-I’m sorry.” She then curled down and whimpered, “Please don’t hurt me.”

Nacht shifted in discomfort. He now had no idea what to say to her, nor how to comfort her.

Claire froze on the spot. Morgen kneeled to Odette’s side to wipe her tears.

Odette had her eyes tightly shut. Her mind had recalled bitter memories. She waited to hear a disappointed roar. Or the pain that would come from a brutal blow.

But instead, what she felt was a hand lightly touching the top of her head.

It was Yami, who gave Odette a reassuring pat on her head. “Hey, take a breath. No one here is gonna hit you. So lay off the waterworks.”

Odette looked up at Yami. “You're not?” she croaked.

“You think we'd save you from your ass of an old man just to hit you like he does? Give us some credit. We're magic knights after all.”

“You're right. I'm sorry for crying.” She wiped her tears away, “I should be strong.”

“There's no shame in crying. You're still a kid. You just got to remind yourself that you have people that want to help you now. So don't be afraid of us.”

Odette nodded, “Kay.”

“Everything’s going to be fine.”

Sister Margaret glared at Nacht with narrowed eyes. “Continue with the class.”

"I have a better idea,” Yami walked closer to the table he set up earlier. “Let’s all stop for lunch.”

The kids were released from all the tension when they saw Yami take out the contents of the basket.

The children ran over to him.

“Hey! Fall in line you little brats!” Yami called out, rice balls in hand. “Hey kid! I saw you cutting the line. Get back in line!” Yami scolded the kid and huffed back at him.

Sister Margaret sighed at the foreigner’s attitude but was grateful for his effort to keep the orphans in check.

Morgen sat beside Odette, they were both currently eating Yami’s riceballs. “Are you feeling better now?” Morgen took a closer look at Odette’s eyes. It was no longer puffed since she stopped crying.

Odette nodded while her mouth was still busy chewing. She took another bite of the riceball. The texture of the rice was perfect, and the fish filling was savory. It was delicious.

Morgen saw Claire talking to Nacht. But they were far away that he couldn’t hear what they were saying. Although he could see Claire’s disgruntled face and Nacht wearing a scowl. Morgen could only guess what they were discussing.

Yami silently sneaked behind Claire and shoved a piece of riceball straight to her mouth.

Claire faced Yami and he could swear he saw her eyes glow in anger.

Just like that, Claire went for Yami’s head as Nacht stood there confused at the turn of events.

The day went by so fast, and Sister Margaret knew they should return to the orphanage soon. The sun steadily sank its way down the horizon. Many were still enjoying their first time flying a broom. Some kids raced with each other. To which she cried out at them to be careful not to crash into anyone.

Morgen focused on flying with Odette as Nacht’s so-called tricks scared her from flying too high up.

Nacht was warned to stay away from the students or Sister Margaret would bind him with her Salt magic.

Claire flew with the kids, and she showed them tips on how to maneuver the broom.

This time, to prevent any accidents from happening again, Claire used a spell that stationed fireflies around them. Should any student accidentally fall off their broom, their designated firefly would catch them.

Some kids were in awe at the glowing fireflies that loomed around them. Others were fascinated by it and tried to catch it, but it would always slip out of their fingers.

“We should try this again next time. But we play a game on who could catch Claire’s fireflies the most,” Odette suggested.

“That is if she’ll let you catch them,” Morgen hummed, remembering how her firefly beat his own speed.

“It’s almost time to head back,” Sister Margaret said.

The kids frowned at that. They were having so much fun.

“Now, now. There’s always a next time,” Sister Margaret reassured.

When it was decidedly time to head home, Nacht opened his shadow portal again and brought the kids back to the orphanage.

Finally putting an end to today’s class, Morgen and Claire waved goodbyes to the children. Although exhausted from practice, the children called out and loudly thanked them.

As the Grey Deers plus Nacht left the orphanage, Odette chased after them.

“Don’t forget to teach me how you made those riceballs,” Odette reminded Yami.

“Sure thing,” Yami replied.

Nacht awkwardly stood behind Yami as he couldn’t bring himself to look at Odette after what he did.

Claire elbowed Nacht’s arm. They stared at each other, but it was Nacht who looked away first.

Nacht rubbed where she hit him and knew she wouldn’t let him off the hook.

“Uh- Odette? About what happened earlier…” Nacht had a hand at the back of his head. “Sorry about that,” he apologized.

Her eyes widened. She didn’t expect to hear that from him. “I’m sorry too. I fell off my broom because I wasn’t being careful.”

“You were doing great for your first time. Don’t let it get into you. And you were courageous to even attempt advanced broom techniques after seeing it from me once.”

Odette felt a creeping warmth in her cheeks. “Will you still teach me your broom tricks?” she asked.

“As long as there’s proper supervision,” Claire said. “We don’t want you breaking your neck.”

“Alright. Thank you for catching me earlier, big sis.”

Claire tensed, “That- Uh- I.... did it on reflex. Don’t scare us like that again. Okay?”

Odette nodded. “Thank you for helping me out, big brother,” she glanced at Morgen.

“I’m glad that you’re feeling better now. There’s no need for you to feel scared whenever you’re with us. Remember that.” Morgen bent down and gave Odette a warm hug.

Sister Margaret walked out and told Odette she should go back inside.

Odette nodded at Sister Margaret. “Bye!” She waved at her adoptive siblings.

They waved back after a promise of them returning to her again. Morgen looked like he hesitated to leave.

The group finally made their way back to their personal quarters. They felt the exhaustion sink in the moment they laid down their soft beds.

It might had been a great experience for all of them. But teaching kids was extremely tiring.

Meanwhile, back at the orphanage, Odette comfortably tucked herself in bed and recalled all the earlier events. Her sleep was filled with happy dreams.

[END]

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