MLC 5: Armor Pen

A/N: School Op. Well, lads, here is the 5th chapter of MLC. Hope you enjoy.

"So I attacked Mordekaiser?" Scravs asked. Sitting on the couch with a new set of summoner robes.

Mordekaiser nodded "Yes."

"Oh. Err. Well at least the house wasn't on fire?" Scravs said, trying to make the entire thing less awkward.

In front of him were Sona and Mordekaiser. Garen stood up with his arms crossed and with Katarina by his side. Quinn, Ezreal and Lux were working the kitchen and dining room while Talon was in a dark corner, brooding.

"Look, Scravs." Garen said, breaking the silence "Err I think you should stop accepting gifts that you don't know anything about. Especially 'edible' ones."

"Ah you're right. Lesson learned, never take gifts from Taric." Scravs shook his head "Sorry about that. And sorry for attacking you Morde."

"You still are banned from the Shadow Isles."

"I didn't mean to tip him." Scravs mumbled "I was just surprised that Hecarim slept standing up like a cow."

"You embarrassed one of the greatest warriors of the Shadow Isles. And you recorded it too."

"Okay, Okay. Enough with the nagging." The summoner shook his head.

Lux peeked out of the kitchen "Garen, any word from Jarvan and Shyvana?"

"He won't be joining us." Garen rubbed his head, sounding confused "Something came up. Apparently at this time of the year, dragons tend to be a bit more...overprotective."

"So, Jarvan, who is she?"

"Who is who?" Jarvan asked as he turned to look at Shyvana.

"The one who gave you these roses" The half dragon responded, steam rising from the top of her red hair.

"Ah I do not know." Jarvan replied quickly,

"You don't know, or you don't want me to know?"

"I...er... well It's from one of my fans." Jarvan admitted.

The roses in her hand was burned to ash as fire engulfed Shyvana's form.

She cackled in rage as a mad grin encompassed her usually stoic face.

"I'm going to kill that little whore! Once I'm through with her there'll be nothing left but the burnt remains of her shadow."

"Shyv your over reacting!" Jarvan said, doing his best to restrain his emotionally unstable dragon girlfriend.

Shyvana ignored the prince's pleas as she transformed into a dragon, engulfing the conveniently empty streets in a torrent of fire.

Everyone crowded around the table with the exception of Talon and Quinn who left for reasons unknown. Mordekaiser took the chair left of Sona. Katarina sat beside Garen and Lux, with Ezreal. Scravs was still in the living room, recovering from the effects of the pink powder.

"How's the food Morde?" Garen asked, "And I didn't know the undead ate food."

"This food is satisfactory." The Master of Metal commented "And the undead do not eat food."

"S'Alright." Jax muttered.

"Jax, are you sure you don't need a chair?" Lux asked, noticing how uncomfortable the Grandmaster looked while standing up.

"Heh. I don't need a real chair. Imagine if I did though."

The Lady of Luminosity shook her head before turning her attention to the blue haired Maven "Sona, why is Mordekaiser with you this evening?"

The Maven furrowed her brows in confusion "Why do you ask?"

"I don't mean to sound rude, I'm only curious, that's all."

'He is staying with me for the duration of the holidays.'

Lux sounded surprised before narrowing her eyes in suspicion "Really? What for?"

The Master of Metal interrupted "Is there something wrong with staying at a friend's for Snowdown, Crownguard?"

"N-no" Lux gulped "Not at all. I was just curious, that's all."

Katarina elbowed Garen's side which startled the large man. "On right." Garen muttered "So, Lady Sona, will you attend the Demacian Ball this year?"

'I am thinking about it.' Sona replied.

"You do know that this year you have to have a date, right?" The redhead asked "I'm with Crownguard and I'm sure you know who's going with who."

"I'm bringing my lamppost." Jax chimed in.

"And I'm thinking of going with Ahri." Scravs yelled aloud "Haha I'm kidding. That would be too cliche."

'Ah, I do not have anyone to accompany me.' Sona sighed as she looked down at her lap.

"Oh really? Well, that's too bad." Katarina said, a smirk on her face "I'm sure someone is willing to go with you."

Sona looked cautious 'That's fine. There is always next year.'

Mordekaiser watched the conversation carefully, taking note of Sona's disappointment.

"I shall accompany her."

'You what?' The Maven asked, surprised by his statement, 'It is fine, Lord Mordekaiser, you do not need to-'

"You have taken me in as your guest. It is only fitting I help you in your time of need."

'I...I am thankful. But will you be ok with this?'

"I've experienced far worse." Mordekaiser replied as flashbacks of stepping on poisonous mushrooms clouded his mind for a moment. "Far, far worse."

Katarina clasped her hands as a devious smirk spread across her face "Its settled. Oh and I forgot to mention one thing." Her smirk grew even wider as an uneasy feeling settled over the metal juggernaut

"Weapons and armor aren't aloud at the ball."

"Hah!" Jax laughed "Good thing I don't have a real weapon."

"Wait what?" Mordekaiser asked, stunned by Katarina's statement.

"Yup. It's formal wear for everyone, unless you're like Malphite. In that case, you can go naked."

Sona gulped as she waited for Mordekiaser's reply.

Silence took over the table, with the exception of Jax chewing his food.

At last, Mordekaiser spoke, breaking the silence in the dining area, "Very well. I will attend this ball and meet its requirements."

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, schools keeping me busy and I've had a ton of work that needs to be done. Also yes that was a small lighthearted jab at all the Ahri x [Person] fics I've seen here. Don't get butt blasted about it. Anyways this is signing off. Till next time kiddos.