Klapolloweek2021 Stories

Written for Klapollo Week 2021 with prompts set by @klapollo-week on Tumblr Day 3: Protection The Underforge was no place for the weary. Nestled on the underground outskirts of the city where civilization nary thrived, it was the godly birthplace of some of the kingdom's finest pieces of art, jewelry, tools, and everything else possible. And yet, no one dared enter its fortress. A grate in the ground allowed an exchange of money or materials that returned with goods that rose out of the ground like treasure being unearthed. Anyone who did pursue it disappeared. The Underforge: people respected it, reveled it, and feared it. But, the war had a demand for resources including weapons and armor. Klavier was under order to bring the beast out of his lair. And no legendary presence was going to stop him.

Written for Klapollo Week 2021 with prompts set by @klapollo-week on Tumblr Day 1: Firsts Klavier was not ignorant of werewolves. He'd interacted with quite a number of them since he became a certified prosecutor among others, both human and non-human. But, he knew how sacred and secretive the werewolves all were when the time of transformation came every full moon. No one had bothered to tell him, and textbooks were vague and boring. The little folktales he'd listen to growing up always made them sound scary. So, he wasn't sure what to expect when Apollo said that he could stay and watch if he wanted to on one condition: he wasn't allowed to touch Apollo until it was done.

Written for Klapollo Week 2021 with prompts set by @klapollo-week on Tumblr. Day 7: Catharsis The re-trial has been a mess. It opened wounds that never should have existed. And it left stitches that could never heal. Twice now, Apollo had brought Kristoph to the stand. But, Klavier is convinced it wasn't this bad, that something worse was at play, and that his brother wasn't a murderer. Apollo is bad at poker, but he knows now that some cards were dealt under the table. He doubts, but still tries to alleviate Klavier that maybe this next one wasn't covered in blood.

Written for Klapollo Week 2021 with prompts set by @klapollo-week on Tumblr. Day 5: Parallels Apollo didn't understand it, that being Klavier's fixation on him. After all, there wasn't anything that stood out about Apollo that Klavier couldn't find better. He was just a nobody. Klavier had fame, fortune, and even a family. They were different. And yet, Apollo couldn't pull away. Instead, he was drawn to the rockstar following a trail of guitar notes and fluttering fingers along old lines. The old acoustic is still sitting in his closet, but Apollo figures that it was time to take it out.

Written for Klapollo Week 2021 with prompts set by @klapollo-week on Tumblr Day 4: Cooking Camping wasn't exactly something that was on Klavier's bucket list. Sure, he didn't mind nature, but he wasn't a survivalist. But when Apollo insisted on heading to the mountains for a week, Klavier couldn't find the heart to resist his charms. But now, he was faced with an issue. How do you catch a fish and cook it? And... Oh god, he'd have to kill it, wouldn't he?

Written for Klapollo Week 2021 with prompts set by @klapollo-week on Tumblr Day 2: Flowers Everyone loved the Gavin brothers, the resident sweethearts, local tattoo artists, frequent gifters of flowers, and breakers of hearts. Wherever they went, people flocked like birds whether it was for the prodigious Kristoph or to scamper with the younger Klavier. But, everyone needed a getaway. And for Klavier, that was at a small flower shop on the edge of town. He'd spend hours away from people in the quaint building, sketching flowers as practice and sketching images of its owner, unbeknownst, of course. Something stopped him from speaking so freely to Apollo Justice, the small man who worked about the haven of nature like some forest god. And he knew the longer he waited, the worse the silent suffering would become. He suffered before, and he would do it again. He liked the familiar pang of pain sometimes. He couldn't give that up for a stranger.

Written for Klapollo Week 2021 with prompts set by @klapollo-week on Tumblr. Day 6: Sleep Apollo can't sleep. He can't quiet his thoughts, the images, the memories. It's too much, and he can't sleep. So, he stays awake. He faces his past in these waking moments. And Klavier learns to cherish these times.