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Mordred sighed as he looked at his destination across of him. There were two figures talking in front of the wall. One of them was Saber Astolfo, but Mordred had his eyes on the other figure:Rider Astolfo. He looked to his sides, on his left stood his half-sister Gareth, while on the right there were his close friends Fran and Jekyll. The three of them cheering him on.
"Come on Mordred!" Encouranged Gareth.
"Mmh!" Groaned Fran, smiling as she gave thumbs up with both her hands.
"You can do it" Smiled Jekyll.
The Saber looked again at the two englishmen, eyes fixated on the pink Rider as he clenches his fists.
"Alright, here goes nothing." Mordred reassured himself as he walked to the two of them. "Yo Pinkie! Rider!" He called out as he reached them, making the both of them turn towards Mordred with a "Hmmm?". With the Rider's face lighting up as he sees Mordred.
"Hey Mordred! What's up?" He asked.
This was a problem for Mordred. As he stopped he glanced at Astolfo's happy face, his mind briefly freezing as the other's happy expression made his confidence fade, insecure thoughts flashing in his head.
"Do you... uh." The blondie starts to speak, his voice gradually becoming a mutter as he goes on. "Wanna hang out... sometime... maybe."
Instead of replying to Mordred, Astolfo gives him a worried stare, stepping towards the Saber as the other Astolfo takes a step back, worried but not as much. It was out of character for Mordred to act shyly, let alone nervous enough to turn speaking into muttering.
"Are you okay?" Worriedly asked Astolfo, lifting his hands to chest-height to aid in case it's necessary.
"Hold on, just gimme a sec." The scottsman replied, before closing his eyes and breathing in.
He exhaled, retreating into his mind. "Come on Mordred, calm down. It's just the same, annoying asshat you go on missions with. You've dealt with worse, don't be pathetic- Act. Natural."
"Listen here shithead." Mordred spoke again, this time with a stern and confident voice.
The Rider tilted his head to the left like a curious dog while the other him narrowed his eyes at the sudden insult.
"You're lucky I'm askin' this to you so listen closely." Morded continued, walking towards the caped Servant, causing the other to step back until hitting the wall. At that moment, the red Saber-class slammed his right palm against the metal wall, intimidating Astolfo as he yelped.
"Tonight's hamburger day at the cafeteria. Let's meet there at the soon as it opens. Just the two if us, no one else." Mordred barked, staring down Astolfo.
The Rider just now realized what was happening and turned his head to the Saber him for guidance, who used his index finger to point at his heart.
Astolfo nods at his other self before turning again to Mordred, extending his neck to whisper.
"Are you asking me out?" He whispered with a devious smile, wanting to hear it from Mordred.
"Yes." The other swiftly whispered back.
Rider's eyes shone brightly as they widened, a gaping smile of pure happiness on his face as a slight blush creeps up on his cheeks. He joined his fists toghther and pressed them and his forearm on his chest.
"Yes!" He excitedly said, his body barely containing his joy, evident in his voice.
The green-eyed Servant's eyes widen slightly in surprised at that he actually managed to score a date. But they quickly return to normal as Mordred smirks and closes them. He Hmmped in satisfaction.
He retracts his arm, sliding his hands into his red jacket's pockets and giving Astolfo a playfully threatening stare.
"If you're one second late I'll kill you."
"Same goes for you." Astolfo teases back, smiling with a giggle.
The blonde Saber walks back to his friends, all bearing an anxious look on their faces. Mordred smirks at them and slips his hands out of his pockets, raising them to head-height in two thumbs up as he arrived. They all cheer at his return, giving him high-fives as they laugh and throw their fists up in the air.
The two Astolfos looked at the scene before them, before the Saber breaks the silence.
"Are you sure about this?" He turns to the Rider, unsure if the other made the right decision.
"Yeah. He's different, I can feel it." Rider replies, staring at Mordred, in the middle of the small, celebrating crowd.
The Saber gives him a reassured smile, before returning at looking at the group and chuckling. "It really took that little?"
Astolfo giggles at his Saber's self teasing.
"It wasn't that bad for a first timer."
Saber Astolfo shrugs as they both look at Mordred getting carried away by his still cheering comrades.