Interviewing Garreg Mach (Fire Emblem: Three Houses one shots)

Anti-Ghost Committee (Ashe/Annette/Lysithea/Caspar/Reader)

So you know that one support between Ashe and Annette that's Ashe getting Annettes doll back that Gilbert carved for her? 

Imagine a group of folks terrified of ghosts who want to get over it by exposure therapy means. 

Shenanigans ensue. 

This is kinda Monster Prom-esque if anyone knows the game. I've been playing it through with my friend and 

Milo is a baddie that's all

[Oh you already know this is about to be funny.]

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What in the world the five of you were doing going to one of the abandoned towers late at night was beyond you. 

None of you liked ghosts. You were all afraid of ghosts. So why you decided to confront your fears head on remained a secret to everyone. 

It was Caspars idea because of course it was. Caspar is a fan of tackling his problems immediately. Ashe agreed with him, citing the fact that you were a pretty large group and there's no way a ghost could ambush a group. Lysithea wasn't entirely on board with potentially encountering a ghost but would do it because she's mature and can handle it. Annette didn't want to but everyone else was going so she would too. And you? 

You weren't afraid of ghosts. You just want to help your friends. 

So you found yourself with your jacket wrapped tightly against your arms, freezing your ears off in an abandoned tower in the monastery. Ashe and Annette had been assigned to clean it once a few weeks ago. They had encountered a ghost in there. Annette dropped something from Gilbert and Ashe bravely went to retrieve it. They both told stories of the ghosts while shaking in their boots. You had to literally grab Ashe by the arms to hold him still while he was talking. It was adorably hilarious. 

"It's so cold," your teeth were chattering as you shivered from the chilly breeze blowing through the tower. Annette and Ashe didn't seem cold, having grown up in Faerghus that makes sense. Caspar was muttering under his breath about regretting not bringing a jacket. Lysithea was just pacing the floor. You knew your friends were scared. Seeing Ashe and Annette clutching their arms across their chests and how everyone looked tense was almost amusing. 

You've got a choice to make here:

-Valiantly be a beacon of hope and light for your friends by trying to convince them that it's just the wind and ghosts don't exist. 

OR 

-Be a beacon of chaos who says that every noise is a ghost or every slight movement was because of a ghost. 

Be nice to your friends or chaos?

You chose chaos. 

Your group heard the wind slam a window shut in another part of the tower. This was your moment. 

"What is that was the ghost?" You asked nonchalantly. Your Blue Lions friends seemed to tense a bit more. Caspar stopped muttering and his eyes widened. Lysithea froze in place, her feet unable to keep her continued pacing across the floor. 

"Y-you know," Ashe begun to stutter, his usual knightly demeanor faltering. "I-it could be. Or i-it could be just the... Wind! Yes, the wind." He was clearly trying to convince himself that was the truth. You could tell he didn't quite believe what he was saying. He sighed in relief at the thought of there not actually being a ghost here to mess with your little group. You covered your mouth with your hand and giggled. 

"I wouldn't sound too relieved just yet, we're only at the entrance to the tower," you started walking deeper in, the sound of your footsteps echoing through the hallway being one of the only noises heard while your friends watched you walk away. They all turned their heads to make eye contact with each other. Determining you to be the strongest one in the group, they all scrambled to follow you. They didn't want to be left behind.