The night of the forlorn souls - the WIP topic

[levy120]

Not that anyone really cared for JBG, but here is the next fanfic.
It's going to be a Prequel to Mulan about Fa Deng lost his head, Mushu his GF to Ping and it's exploring some of the never explained gags in the movie (like why Mushu sugguested Mulan to slap Yao's butt, or his general habit to mistake horses for cows).

Also this fanfic is short before finished so there won't be ALL to much coming to this topic anymore I guess other than the promotions.

[levy120]

Since the Night is making such a nice progress right now which makes me happy you get a little Sneak Peek ~ ^^

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“You know,” Mushu murmured, “I’d rather have you staying here and cure yourself to-”
In the next instance the dragon found himself lifted and placed upon his guarded one’s head.
“See?” Deng questioned and let the dragon plop down, “I don’t even have a lump.”
The guardian used the opportunity to check carefully if his protégé truly was right. While the reptile scurried around on his head and shoved parts of hair aside the soldier continued.
“You just need to calm down a bit,” Deng then pointed out in a more soothing voice than Mushu had known so far from him. The dragon let out a defeated sigh.
“Fine.”
The soldier picked his guardian up again and put him back down to sit in his lap like a little pet.
“You really are a newcomer,” Deng said, “this is not meant to be an insult, and your reaction to this prank proofs it.”
The dragon raised a disbelieving eyebrow at his guarded one.
“Think about it, Mushu. This is the training. Stuff like this happens, if it was intended or not, we ought to be prepared for it.”
For a moment, Deng didn’t talk to his guardian anymore, he had kind of drifted away when he continued, absentmindedly stroking the dragon over his back, as if he was a lonesome cat. To Mushu it felt like a needless comfort, however he couldn’t help but notice that his protégé had started to quiver.
“You haven’t seen a battlefield yet.”
When Mushu would have normally shot out a semi-nasty response to this, he now simply glanced up at his guarded one. Remorse was mirroring in his face.
“It was a prank,” he admitted, although it sounded like a lie.

[levy120]

[levy120]

My Beta and me just officially finished 3/5 of the fic

Aren't we fast?

[levy120]

www.fanfiction.net/s/6028606/1/The_Night_of_the_Forlorn_Souls

No one cares, but the fanfic is ALIVE