Tsubasa is graduating from high school and going on a trip to celebrate. The only one to accompany her is Chris. But there is something about Chris that only Hibiki and Miku seem to see.

Financier waits for Blanc to return from an adventure. Angsting ensues.

How the heck does someone get a job when they literally look like an imp?

IF's been leaving some anonymous messages for Vert on her blog, and now she's been called over to Leanbox. Is it a sign of Mission Accomplished, or has her message not even been received? And what did she have to say that she couldn't say in person, anyway?

Nisa may not always be the hero Gamindustri needs... And she probably isn't always the hero Gamindustri deserves... But this holiday season, she's exactly what the doctor ordered for one former underling.

They had never considered that they might have been doing something wrong, wishing all those people back to life over and over again. Maybe they should have.

In this two-shot (not counting the incredibly un-exciting epilogue), Nepgear and her friends are headed for the beach to clean up the octopus problem. Now, I wouldn't be posting this here if it was just the event from the game again and, of course, I've put my own spin on it.

Louise the Zero. A failure even at summoning a familiar. But now she has a second chance, access to power beyond the Void. Soon a new day shall dawn on Halkeginia, its light green and terrible and beautiful. They don't know what's going to hit them. Book I in the Verdigris and Flame Sequence.

On the day before Gohan and Videl's wedding, the great Hercule calls his future son-in-law over to talk to him alone and give him a wedding present. But just what is the champ thinking here? Is this a setup?

It's Valentines Day in Gamindustri, and for the CPUs and Candidates, that means it's time to battle it out for shares more than ever. Except for one problem. One Candidate doesn't quite feel like taking part in the "publicity stunt," and besides, she has other plans...

To her great dismay, Chris finds herself alone and with nothing to do on her long awaited day off.

It was just another Sunday morning for a certain trio of Gamindustri girls. Putting aside rank, nation, and duty, they come together for one hour a week for some simple, yet very heroic, quality time.