Colloyd Week fic for day seven, the last day, "Free Day". I guess the theme word that suits this is "Support" perhaps. Unsurprisingly it's more fluff, featuring Sheena and Colette this time.

(As there doesn't seem to be a unit of currency in the game smaller than a Gald I figured the Symphonia version of the expression "a penny for your thoughts" would probably be "a Gald for your thoughts".

For everyone who took part in Colloyd Week. Thank you for sharing all of your great fan art and fics. I'm sorry I don't have a Tumblr account to leave comments or reviews but I have loved seeing everyone's great work. Thank you for letting me join in too. And thank you again to Darkhymns for organising it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Tales of Symphonia.

Sheena took a deep breath then let it out in a long, relaxed sigh. The roof might be a bit of an unconventional place to relax but sitting with her back resting on the tiles, looking up at the stars was helping her to unwind after a hectic day. She looked down to the edge of the roof as she heard footsteps and spotted a soft pinkish-purple glow then smiled as Colette flew up to the roof.

"The stars are so pretty tonight, do you mind if I join you?" she asked quietly.

Sheena patted the space beside her on the roof then frowned slightly as she noticed what Colette was wearing.

"Is that one of Lloyd's shirts?" she asked.

"Yeap," Colette beamed happily. "When I said I wanted to go out and look at the stars he said he thought it might be a little chilly out, and he didn't want me to get cold, so he gave me his shirt. It's still warm and it smells like him, it's nice."

"You're weird," Sheena said teasingly, laughing a little. Colette just shrugged and smiled happily in return as she settled comfortably on the roof beside her friend.

They sat in companionable silence for a while, and Sheena thought that that was one of the nice things about Colette and Lloyd, they both seemed to have an instinct for knowing when you could use some company, and when you did when you just wanted someone close by and when you needed to talk. She wasn't surprised that Colette had known where to find her either, she was such a good friend she knew where Sheena's quiet thinking spots were.

Eventually Sheena leant over on her side to face Colette and offered her a Gald for her thoughts.

"Just thinking how nice it is out here tonight, and how delicious dinner was, how comfy and soft and warm this shirt is and about what Lloyd and I need to do tomorrow, including baking some more biscuits for Noishe, stuff like that," Colette replied. "Not sure they're really worth a Gald. You?"

"Don't think mine are worth one either. Just thinking about village stuff, about how there's a wedding coming up I need to write a speech for, and the preparations for the festivals that are happening soon. Why someone in the past thought nearly a whole week of festivals all together was a good idea I don't know," Sheena sighed, shrugging slightly.

"Ohh, festival week! The music and drums and dancing and the stalls and the food, it's so fun! Oh, and the costumes, I love the costumes!" Colette clapped her hands together excitedly. Then she tipped her head to the side slightly in thought. "It must be an awful lot of work for you though."

"'Sign this, approve that, where are we putting this stall and that drum?' will be awfully familiar things to hear for a little while probably, yes. But I think it's worth it if everyone enjoys themselves. And I know at least one person who will, look how excited you are already and it's not even the start of festival week yet," Sheena chuckled.

"Lloyd and I are happy to help you if there's anything we can do," Colette said.

"You're both already on the volunteer committee aren't you?" Sheena asked, knowing the answer.

"Yes, but I meant if we can do anything to help you personally. Even if it's just something like bringing over some dinner so you and Zelos don't need to cook, or delivering paperwork," Colette said.

"Don't tempt me, your vegetable stew is rather good," Sheena smiled.

"Vegetable stew tomorrow it is then if you like," Colette smiled back.

"I was joking," Sheena laughed.

"I wasn't," Colette said. "Besides, there's a whole bunch of stuff from the vegetable patch that needs cooking and eating, some of the things we've grown this year have had an unhelpful habit of all going ripe at once. We shouldn't be surprised though I suppose, it's happened before, maybe we should ask around to see if anyone has any tips or advice."

"You're having a lot of fun with your garden again this year aren't you? I noticed the flowers are looking really beautiful too," Sheena said.

"Thanks," Colette replied happily. "It's so nice having a little garden of our own. The house too. I never imagined all those years ago before I went on the journey of regeneration that I'd not only get to live after it but also to experience so many things, to see so many places, to get to live in such a nice place with some of my friends around me, to get married to Lloyd and live this peaceful happy life with him. I thank my lucky stars every day. Thank you for inviting us to live in the village."

"You really don't need to keep thanking me for that, especially now you've been here for years" Sheena replied, reaching over to ruffle Colette's hair. "It's good to see you two safe, and so happy."

Unable to find the words she wanted to express herself and all of the happiness bubbling inside her Colette decided that a hug might work, and she wrapped her arms tightly around her friend. Sheena smiled and shook her head slightly then returned the gesture, noticing that the shirt did, indeed, faintly smell like Lloyd. She could also smell the shampoo Colette liked using on her hair and all of the other smells that were somehow Colette, all of which, including the shirt, were familiar, comforting smells to her.

It was good to see her friends happy, and having them living in the village made her, and Zelos, happy too. They all looked out for one another, helped each other whenever they could, and had many happy times relaxing together. For so much of her life the village had been a lonely place where many people often refused to even talk to her. Now, having worked hard to do as much as she could on the various quests to help save and reunite the worlds and everything that had happened afterwards the village had gradually become a more warm and welcoming place. It was good to be able to share it with such loyal, kind, wonderful friends.