My wonderful time in the Pen/miya household (Moon Hound Hati x Mini Magi)

[Mini Magi]

Her alarm buzzed, got itself a little clap as usual, and at first, Mordred was surprised where she was. This wasn't her apartment... "Still dreaming?" She rubbed her eyes and let out a yawn, then looked around and spotted a few boxes. "Ah right. I moved in yesterday, didn't I?" It happened quite quick, so no wonder she was still adjusting. The heads of the Emiya household had plans for a long vacation since a while now, but couldn't really take their young one with them. Not that the shrimp was not capable. Mordred heard quite a few praises about him, despite his young age. But with Mordred absolutely loving the idea of living closer to the city, one thing lead to another, and starting now, she's live here and look after him. Great! So...? No time to waste! Mordred got up, pulling off the sheets from her modest but well defined body, and opened a few boxes, as well as (now) her dresser, and began unpacking. Not something she really wanted to do while half nude, but most of her clothes were still packed up. Eventually she found at least her skirt though, so she leaned forward, stepped in, and pulled it up carefully.

Spoiler

Name: Mordred Pendragon
Age: 18
A fit and wild member of the Pendragon Family, who excels in physical courses at her high school. So much so that she is a viable candidate for a scholarship due to her efforts in the swimming and sports classes. 
Owns a motorcycle, and a license to drive it and cars.
Doesn't give two shits about the opinions of strangers. 
A bit on the rowdy side and not afraid to throw the first punch.

 

[Moon Hound Hati]

Shirou woke up just before his phone’s alarm went off, just as he usually did. His internal clock had always been pretty on point, even if he still felt half-asleep as he slowly crawled ouf of bed. He’d repeated this routine so many times he was practically working on auto-pilot. With a yawn and a lazy scratch of his belly under his pajama top, he wandered out into the hallway of the second floor and headed towards the bathroom to brush his teeth. On the way there, he would pass the guest room, the door of which stood wide open. He was about to pass by it completely until, from the corner of his eye, he noticed something bright red. Next thing Shirou knew, those drowsy eyes were wide open and it was his face that turned an almost equal shade of red.

“M-M-M-Mordred onee-chan?!” he stammered out as he did a double-take, looking directly at a half-naked Mordred as she was pulling up her skirt, her crimson unmentionables in clear view for him to see. “W-Why did you leave the door open while changing, dummy!” Quickly turning around, he burried his face in his hands as a surge of emotions, among them most promiment emberassment and a strong hint of teenage arrousal. He'd always thought she was very pretty.

That’s right… She’d moved in late last night because his parents were abroad for a much longer period of time than usual and she’d offered to look after him and was offered to use the guest room for the time she’d live here. He’d been so tired after helping drag what boxes he could carry inside that he’d almost forgotten it by the time he woke up that morning.

 

 

Spoiler

Name: Shirou Emiya
Age: 12
The only child of Emiya household. Selfless and always ready to help others in need, he’s learned early on how to take care of himself – for the most part – as his parents are often away on lengthy business trips. He’s getting quite good at fixing electrical appliances around the house, often using online tutorials to learn as he goes along. He’s also quite athletic, showing a lot of promise as the star of his middle school’s archery club.

 

[Mini Magi]

Hm? Right in the middle of it, a certain little boy yelled out in surprise. Mordred turned her head, her skirt frozen in place. "Why wouldn't I?" In her head, it made sense. The only other one around was Shirou. She grinned, and finally pulled her skirt up, closing it up at the side as she approached, her top still not covered aside from an equally crimson bra. When she was close enough, she leaned forward, and talked quietly beside his ear. "Oh? Or are you tell me that you are 12, have the internet, and didn't try peeking at some certain pages?" She wouldn't buy it, but would let it go for now. So with a chuckle, she went back to her boxes. "Don't worry about it~ More importantly, who's cooking today?" Rifling a bit more though them, she found a blouse, and for the sake of his head not turning any redder, put it on quickly, yet left the buttons open. Just her sides were covered, and the crimson of her bra bled through the white silk like material. (Un)fortunately for him, he'd have a good look at the middle of her bra regardless. 

[Moon Hound Hati]

A shiver ran up Shirou’s spine as she drew close and quietly spoke into his ear, embarrassing him further as she playfully accused him of watching porn on the Internet. “T-That’s not the point!” he stammered out as he jumped again a little bit, squirming even. He peeked through his fingers when he assumed that she was fully dressed, only to find out that Mordred had left her shirt undone, giving him a good view of a vertical slice of skin – from her belly button up all the way up, with only a stretch of her red bra to break the journey up to her face. He couldn’t help but stare at the casually erotic high schooler, only shaken from his stupor when she asked who would be cooking.

“I-I am!” he said before turning on his heels and dashing away awkwardly as something hard uncomfortably pressed up against his pajama pants from the inside. Practically diving into the bathroom, he took a few deep breaths as he attempted to calm himself. Turning to stare at his reflection, he saw his face was about as red as his hair. He hadn’t imagined living together with Mordred would be so… hectic already.

[Mini Magi]

And like that, the shrimp retreated. It seemed like the future days would be anything but boring~ Turning around, Mordred had a look at a mirror, saw the sight Shirou must have had. Huh... Okay, it looked good, but she probably should change. He'd probably need some time to adjust to her before she could look like that around him.

A while later, Mordred sat at the table, wearing a proper top with color matching underwear. Not that he would notice since both were white, but that was likely for the better. And more importantly: She was served food! And not the kind of stuff she usually eats, but an actually home made meal. "Oh? You're gonna make yourself a very happy wife in your future, if you keep cooking like that. Thank you for the food~" Mordred ate fairly decently. Maybe a bit loud with the way her chopsticks here and there, but if anything, he should take it as a compliment. It was easy to see she was eager to dig from one dish into the next. Oh but she did make a break. "Oh right. Your Mom and Dad mentioned that you're going to a school that isn't close by. How about I drive you there and pick you up? I already got your schedule from them, and they match up just about right~ We could even go shopping after school." 

[Moon Hound Hati]

Fortunately for Shirou, cooking was something he was good at and it helped calm him down and focus a bit, making him more resistant to Mordred’s teasing. “Yes, yes… And you’ll make your future husband very sad with table manners like that,” he shot back as he sighed softly, taking up his bowl of rice and pouring some miso soup onto it. Aside from that, he made them some fish and veggies as well. A very much traditional breakfast, but nothing too fancy.

“Drop me off?” He thought about it as he chewed on some food. While he didn’t mind walking to school, it would certainly save time he could use for other things. Nodding, he responded, “Sure! Thanks, Mordred onee-chan!” and smiled brightly at her.

Edited June 21, 2022 by Moon Hound Hati

[Mini Magi]

Well, then she would do just that~ Grinning at his response, Mordred reached into the bag that hung on one side of her chair, and held a bento box to him. "You're welcome~ And you don't mind if I take the leftovers for later, right?" After that, the both of them could enjoy a bit more free time. 

Once it was time to move out, Mordred went to the garage and... walked right past the car. Not that she didn't like it. But there was a much finer chariot at the front. It may have looked small in comparison to a car, but there stood a beauty, a marvel of mechanical engineering. Clad in lightweight carbon and aluminum, no less than 184 horses under its red and white exterior, stood the mighty, the legendary, the one and only Prydwen. Quite literally so. As far as familiy stories go, it was originally build on a ship, or from a ship's parts, which is why it had no official brand on itself, and was by now owned by Mordred, who eagerly pushed it through the opened garage door. "Be a dear and close the door again, will ya?" If not before, it was now obvious why Shirou had this much free time now. She was planning to blaze through traffic from the start.

[Moon Hound Hati]

Shirou sighed softly and shook his head as he began to wonder who was supposed to be care of who around here. “Fine… But wash your bento box tonight and give it to me; I’ll make you a proper lunch for tomorrow,” he responded as he took the empty container from her and filled it up later with plenty of left-over rice and veggies while pouring some warm miso soup into a thermos. Wrapping both up nicely together in a large cloth handkerchief, he gave them back to Mordred.

Once they were ready to move out, he got his coat and backpack. While he was surprised to see they were taking her motorcycle – which he admittedly did find super cool – he didn’t say anything and instead nodded and closed the garage door, locking it with his key. After being handed a helmet, Mordred had to help him put it on, as he wasn’t too familiar with wearing them. The weight took a minute to get used to, but soon enough he climbed up onto the back of the motorcycle, sliding securely into place, pressed up against the blonde with his small hands clutching firmly onto the sides of her jacket. Shirou could feel his heart pound in his throat lightly, excitement rushing through him as the mighty metal machine began to move. Once they were gaining speed and she began to zig-zag between the cars on the road, he only ended up pressing up and holding onto her even more tightly. However, he was not afraid, but rather thrilled by the ride, his helmet hiding the wide grin on his face.