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birdy-the-tweet · 5 months

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❄️•Nexocember•❄️

Day 2 - Nexo Power

So I wasn’t able to come up with a drawing, but instead, I’ll take a dive at a writing piece! I swear I’ll get the first episode to the Nexo Knights rewrite finished soon, but until then, enjoy a little tidbit of Dragon Paladin (Macy and Clay).

Yes I call them Dragon Paladin, I love me DnD puns in the knights' duo names whether platonic or romantic.

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Time Stamp: S1 E2 - The Book of Monsters Pt. 2

8:58 PM

Clay fell harder than a boulder to the surface of his bed. For the first time in what felt like an eternity of routine and rotary races against the clock for mandatory workouts, exhaustion had finally taken a toll on his psyche. If his body were non-Newtonian, he would've melted through the sheets and not given a fluid ounce of care for it. But it wasn't because of the abrupt standoff at the gates of Knightonia against the repulsive forces of Jestro, nor was it the hours of festivities spent after their victory in the ballroom of the palace. As much as all his persistence in knight training and stress to remain top of his class cracked at the glass case shielding his mental strain from the world, neither of those jarring events came close to the reason he wanted to sleep like the dead.

No, the reason he - like all the other classmates he joined forces with - felt this exhausted was because of the Nexo power.

He hadn't the slightest clue what a "Nexo Scan" even was until the climax of their battle. Against all odds, when the enemy outnumbered them a dozen to one and mocked their defensive stances with their maniacal cackling, an odd request provided them a second chance to win the fight. They each lifted their shields in the air. He remembered how strange that demand was, especially from a freshman like Ava. Never would he doubt her intelligence, but he had every reason to question her motives when his ankles were becoming worn chew toys for spherical lava pests. And out of the blue, a surge of energy pulsed through them stronger than his record of eight espresso shots in a single latte. His vision blurred to a golden hue, illuminating every threat in his view as a neon violet target. He swore every swing of his sword could crush steel effortlessly with how he mopped the Knightonia bridge with the dark mist of fallen monsters.

It took everything in him not to collapse in front of the palace doors when he returned with his group in triumph, and he had to use Macy as a crutch for the majority of the celebration following the fight. Great bird of the storm, he was tired. No amount of sword training or weight lifting could prepare him for what a real battle was like. Merlok was right. So was Dauntless. Just because they were graduates at the academy doesn't mean they know everything about being a true knight of the realm. Experience was the greatest teacher, and it sure did love biting everyone in the neck today.

Clay could tell the others were worse for wear as well judging from how they also struggled to stay awake during the party. Aaron had to be dismissed early after blacking out, something he never did even when challenging dehydration, and Macy almost used her slice of shepherd's pie as a pillow. The spell- scan- module- whatever it was, it had an effect on all of them except for Dauntless, but he didn't bother questioning why. He was already experienced in combat and probably fought worse foes in the open world. This was probably a warm-up in their eyes.

He could hear Macy and Lance bickering in the hallway over a heated blanket, the only one available apparently in a giant palace befitting a hundred human staff, a royal family, and double the number in Squirebots. If he were to assume, the blanket they had chosen was gold, therefore it meant something to the nobleman like a coin of copper to an orphaned child. Both knights sounded hoarse in their speech, slurred by an unexpected lesson in combat and endurance. Macy somehow sounded more gruff when she threw logic at Lance's face like the bits of confetti you could never get out of your hair, and Lance insisted he deserved a treat after being exalted as a hero of the realm for many hours past his bedtime. A part of him, for once in his life, hoped Lance would win that argument. It would mean Macy would spend the night with him, and he could use a friend right now.

He rested within the confines of the princess's bedroom, the place he had taken refuge for the night after Macy insisted he would be treated with "friendship privileges" instead of taking a guest bedroom. He had to admit he felt spoiled, but he could get used to the luxury. Her bed was layered in the finest fur blankets and silk sheets, most of which were folded neatly at the foot minus a single fleece comforter she used and worn down over a decade of sleepovers and wrestling matches. There were a lot of fond memories on that blanket. Heavy eyes painfully tugged open to glance at a smudge of purple permanently staining the short fuzz of the blanket's pelt. They smeared blackcurrant jam while enjoying pancakes one morning, maybe two years ago. A reward for staying up all night binge watching the Ned Knightly movies and all the franchise's animated shows from worst to greatest, he remembered clearly. Macy loved that series. She could go on for hours about why it's one of the most underrated franchises in all the kingdom. Knightjago was his personal favorite, not that he'd tell anyone but her. He could still hear her nagging at him for his stupid crush on the fire knight. As of this day, they're both happy he got over that. Somewhat.

A rabbit's angry thumping could be heard in a rhythmic pattern, approaching the door at a slow but steady pace like its turtle nemesis. The footsteps were too heavy to be Lance, too light to be Dauntless, and he wasn't even sure if Aaron was any closer to being conscious than he was an hour ago. He felt the corner of his lip tug upwards at the revelation of who won that debate outside.

The door split into two segments, then retreated into the frame's hollow exit points to reveal a tall figure standing at the other side. Clay was never happier to gaze upon crimson red hair bouncing in its dramatic cheerleader ponytail as Macy dragged herself to the bed, not even caring someone was in the room with her while she removed her shirt and fished her drawers for something more comfortable. "Hey Clay..."

"Mmh," he hummed back, unfazed while his colleague undressed herself near his vicinity. They'd known each other for so long, neither of them had any reaction to seeing one another nude. Perhaps that character trait of their friendship is what convinced at least a whole grade of students they were star-crossed lovers, but really, Macy just preferred using the men's dressing room for armor donning and showers. "Tired...?"

"Yes." The red haired knight could've made the drawer her new pillow if she didn't have enough energy to rant about that one unholy topic. "It feels like a hover horse hit me."

"Maybe because one did-"

"You finish that, I'm throwing you out the window."

"Okay okay, I surrender." Clay flicked a single hand to the air as his white flag, but he could only keep it suspended for a few seconds. "Please tell me you slapped that Squirebot."

"Better! I fed it to the horse."

A sputtering string of muffled snorts unraveled into a quiet, heartwarming round of laughter, first from Clay and then infecting Macy. Her laugh was horrendous, more akin to a duck's quack after dunking its head in a bowl of spiked fruit salad that only drowned the rasp slicing her throat, but he loved it. He loved how ugly it was and how easily he could fall victim to its contagious tone.

"But hey," Macy attempted in the middle of a chortle, discarding the remnants of her work suit and slipping on a Ned Knightly tank top with the character's face painted in a stained glass art style on the front. "The knave had it coming."

To prevent another pandemic of giggles, the swordsman focused instead on inching to the other side of the bed so his friend would have room. He felt shameful for the wry smirk he knew crossed his face at a thought lingering so vividly in his mind, but he couldn't bear to keep quiet about it. "Speaking of knaves, I heard you and Lance outside."

"Oh that? Stupid prissy makeup model. I'd bite my thumb at him if I wasn't surveyed almost every waking moment of my life." She swayed like a penguin towards the bed, reaping the rewards of her social struggles as she collided right against Clay's front. "But eh, I might still do it tomorrow. I wanna see his face drop."

With jelly for arms, he wrapped both limbs carefully around her torso and squished her tenderly into the middle of his chest. He loved watching her melt into his embrace. Usually it was the other way around, but he wasn't opposed to being the bigger spoon. "You might make more mouths drop than just Lance. It's not really worth it. It's just a blanket. He'll gripe about it being too hot at some point."

"Yeah... Who needs a blanket anyways? I have you."

"Okay now you're sounding weird."

"What?? You're warm!"

"You realize if your dad walked in on this, he would assume the worst."

"Yeah... But he can't throw you out the window like I can."

"Is that supposed to comfort me?"

"I dunno, is it?"

He dared not add anything onto her claim. There was no point detesting the comedy of their unfortunately hilarious situation. The school had assumed for four long, insufferable years they were a couple with how close and comfortable they were around each other, it had become something they embraced to the bare minimum. His worst fear of King Halbert barging into the room on a scene that could only be the intro for an adult movie was nothing more than something they made into nothing more than an inside joke. It would be funny watching the king's face take a sharp 180 at nonexistent implications. He wasn't ready for grandchildren, and fortunately for him, the both of them had no intention of bringing any into the world. For Macy, she was still searching for someone to call her own. For Clay, he wasn't necessarily interested in ever bearing kids.

The tone shifted from melancholy to serene with a synchronized sigh from them both. Juggling time management in his Tetris game for a mind, Clay muttered a subject change into her ear. "Hear anything from Aaron?"

"He's still out I think," Macy breathed back lowly. Furrowed eyes could picture the ginger haired archer and where he laid almost perfectly. "Dauntless is monitoring him constantly. Won't let anyone into the room without his say. I tried. He's not letting even my dad in."

"Mmh, makes sense. He's the only one who wasn't affected by..." His voice trailed off to forage for the right words, but all he uncovered were fragments of theories. A scan? A spell? A coding command, an incantation? Ugh. "...whatever that was."

She groaned in disgust and dread at the mere mention of the "Nexo Scan", voice trembling like a chicken in a fox den. "I still can't shake the goosebumps off from that. What even was that?? What did Merlok tell you?"

"Nothing." Not surprising. "Ava was the one who told me to lift my shield up. Then we got that... scan."

He could recall that voice perfectly. It thrummed like an ethereal engine, uttering a command so potent it frosted over his blood. 'Dragon of Justice'. Funny. He sure didn't feel like one during that fight, and he could only assume Macy wrestled with the same confusion and anxiety as he was about the scan in general.

The question he asked himself reached Macy's mouth first. "Is it gonna happen again?"

He didn't dare invoke a lie at this hour. Dishonesty would only spell more trouble for him and for his colleague. "...I'm not sure. Maybe. I'd assume so, yeah. If we gotta keep confronting Jestro like that, it's bound to happen again. Unsettling or not, it was the one thing that secured our victory on the bridge."

"But it didn't feel right. It felt... unnatural. Like something inhumane was sending jolts of electricity through my skin. It didn't hurt, but it made me feel all... weird and..." When words failed her, the princess shoved her face into the gray tinted fabric of his shirt. She always found it cute how his modesty carried over to his casual attire. It was - at least in her eyes - a fantasy to go to sleep without a shirt on, but Clay always seemed comfortable with t-shirts and sweatpants. "I don't know. I didn't like it, but it helped. A lot..."

"I know. I'm sure Merlok will better explain it once we've all recovered." Wishful thinking on his part, but hope was a powerful warrior in the face of doubt. "But you should rest. It's been a long day for everyone."

Unable to argue what she knew to be true, Macy melted further into his arms after a silent moment of contemplating the debate. Everyone was tired. She could hear it in Clay's voice, and he seldom showed his fatigue even when he'd go for days without a wink of sleep. If the armies of monsters and attacks on the kingdom persisted, they needed to be ready. Or at least, more ready than they were today. But who could blame them for that? This was supposed to be their Graduation Battlebration. Now they lost their chance to fight the automatons at the Joustdome, and they have to endure dozens of more fights with monsters and terrors and lava abominations. Now they were the heroes of the realm, the only ones throwing their pride aside to actually do their job as knights, and thousands of people are cheering for them. Now they're accountable for all those people and the harm those beasts could cause. And it's all because of-

No. She didn't want to antagonize Jestro. He was a broken man, prone to mistakes but seeking only the kindness and validation from even the people who mocked his name. This wasn't his fault, not fully. She shouldn't bear that mindset when they hardly even knew what they were truly up against.

That was a tomorrow question, just like the Nexo Scan. Macy would swallow her unease and regurgitate it tomorrow when it was a new day. Not graduation day. Not the most important day of her life. "Yeah, you're... you're right. Sorry."

"Don't be. I'm confused too. We'll get answers, I promise. Just sleep. Okay?"

After a heinous wrestle with her worries and hopes, her gaze softened, and she settled into a more comfortable position against him. "What about you though?"

"Oh I plan to sleep. I couldn't bring myself to walk to the Joustdome even if I wanted to."

She huffed at the humor in his accusation. "You're actually gonna sleep?"

"Maybe," Clay admitted. "I hope so." His voice teetered on uncertainty, knowing his sleep schedule better than anyone. "But I won't leave your side if that makes you feel better. That counts as resting, doesn't it?"

"Look who's sounding sappy now..?"

"Oh be quiet." In hopes of silencing any further claims, he squeezed her against him and sadly muffled all the laughter that was left in her system. A shame really, but if she started laughing again they would both spend the next hour incapacitated by it. They could share a joke or two in the morning when they were a little more rested. Once she eased her giggles to hibernation with a sigh, he stole the opportunity to leave a kiss on top of her head. "Good night, Macy."

"Mmh, g'night boulder brain..." And just like that, she drifted into la la land.

Or at least he hoped she did. He could never tell. Minutes collided with hours, and his perception of time blurred with his vision. By the time he was certain Macy was safe within her dreams, he could barely grasp how far into the night they were. But he did know two things. One, he would sleep for more than two hours for once.

And two, he had a lot of questions for Merlok.

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soragawanaeru · 5 months

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NEXOCEMBER 2023 DRABBLE - DAY 01 : ROYAL

As my contribution for NEXO KNIGHTS, lemme give you drabbles for joining NEXOCEMBER. I'll try to do all prompts but yeah, God only can decide (LOL) Also English is not my main language so yeah...

Set during Season 1 and 2. Not Beta Read, No Warning, only a bit Angst that turns into Fluff

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Being a royal meant you must bear the responsibilities for the kingdom. The Halberts ruled Knighton since their first generations, and now, Knighton was ruled by King Eggred Halbert along with the queen, Hammerin Halbert. And they had the sole heir, Macy Halbert.

Macy Halbert always dreamed to be a knight, to follow her mother's pathway before she became the queen, to swing her mace fiercely and protect Knighton with her own determination. From beginning, she attended Knights' Academy and even determined herself to get a shield, joining other four knights to be NEXO KNIGHTS.

But Macy sometimes thought that her royal lineage was the one who disturbed her dream to be a knight. Why? Because she's a princess, she used to act gracefully, sat in throne, wore dress, and training to be the next heir of Knighton, not wore an armor, swinging mace around the enemy, act fiercefully and walking around Knighton to defeat enemies in order to protect the realm.

This often led Macy to arguments with her father, Macy with her dream and King Halbert with his order to continue Halbert's legacy as royal family. This day was no different.

"I want to be a knight, Dad. This is was I meant to be. I tried so hard so I could protect the realm that you ruled!"

King Halbert's mousthache twitched, "You was born as a royal family, Macy. You must understand that and you must start to act like a royal family, Macy Halbert!"

Ugh, Macy wanted to smash that statement. She pleaded her mother but no answer, only told Macy to understand each other. But like usual, that ended with Macy ran away and deafening the King's shouting.

Walking toward the aisle, she looked at some photos, ranged from old to new. The first king who ruled Knighton, King Augustin Halbert, until the current king, King Eggred Halbert. Macy wondered, if someday her photo would be put on the wall like the previous ruler if she became the Queen.

But as previously stated, being a royalty meant must bear reponsibilities toward the people. Macy sighed, she stared at a family tree, the Halbert Royalty family tree. She want to puke of her own photo there, she that wore dress and smiled at camera.

After steadied her breath, she rushed outside the castle. But just before she exit the main gate, some monsters attacked the gate. This left Macy steaded her mace, swinging to every direction and make the monsters thrown out.

Jut at the bottom of her eye, she saw a gigantic lava monsters entered the castle, targeting The King and Queen. Making Macy had no choice but rushing to the castle because that was really chaotic.

The gigantic lava monster successfully entered the main castle and was face to face with The King and Queen. Just because an attack was given, a mace was thrown to the monster's head, knocking it out. Macy took back her thrown mace and steadied herself, before she asked Ava to prepared a Nexo Power.

After some beeping and order from Merlok 2.0., she raised her shield and golden enveloped the metal, making her easier to defeat the monsters. Some swingings later and all monsters turned into dust and vanished to somewhere. She made sure there's no more monsters left and pulled her visors.

She heard The King's clap, "You did well, my daughter..." He continued, "You know, dear, you did your best."

Macy asked, "Yeah... I know, I'm failed to be a princess. I admit that," Oh Merlin's mustache, why she turned so pessimistic?

The King smiled, "No, you did your best. You may not act like a fully princess. But sometimes I think, no matter you are, you are still a Halbert. A Halbert was not only to rule, but the truly essence of Halbert is to give their grace to protect Knighton. I want to try to accept you as my dear daughter, Macy Halbert, that have a dream to protect Knighton in her own way. Your destiny as a princess maybe still bounded to your blood, but you're still learning. I just don't want to leave Knighton unruled, and Halbert Royalty was the one who carry the legacy for thousand years. I accept you as a NEXO KNIGHTS and my daughter, but I don't want you to forget that one day you'll rule this kingdom."

Macy and King Halbert stared at each other, Macy then replied, "Ugh... I hate sometimes for being a royal family, Dad, because what you said before. But I can't help it too, that I realised that I'll be future queen. Can I still be a knight when I'm a queen? I can't help but hate it sometimes, but when I see you and Mom, I realise that I MAYBE still can be a knight while ruling the kingdom as a queen. I just want to follow my dream, and maybe that can be true... Just not a sparkling dress please, I don't like it."

Macy and King Halbert began to laugh. They hugged each other. "No matter what, I'll support your dream, dear pumpkin. We'll slowly learning to understand each other, okay?" he mumbled. Macy replied, "Thanks, Dad..."

From afar, The Queen smiled. She knew, that every obstacles will be solved, and no matter how hard the problem was, Halbert Family always had each other, supporting them no matter what...

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Okay, so I don't know what possesed me. I just want to spill out feelings and I think my brain a bit out of order because of that dang strong Americano. It a bit inspired by Ena Shinonome from PROSEKA because as I remembered in N25 Main Story, Ena is implied craved validations that she put effort in art but yeah, it doesn't been appreciated by her father. I want to make that Macy tried hard to be a knight so she could protect Knighton but her father not fully agrees, and slowly things got better and acceptance ensues. It means I also took inspired by 'Twilight Light' song that played in PROSEKA Nightcord at 25:00 Worldlink Event.

Anyway, feedbacks welcome and Happy Nexocember! (Even I realized it's late a day in my timezone)

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