Years after a H-F user asked me about Fate, and here I am actually writing a story in that universe. I genuinely knew nothing about the series back then, but I do now. This is probably not what that user had in mind, but it is what it is, and it is, right now, just a quickie about a big-dicked boy Master and Berserker Mom aka. Servant, Saber I am not a Saber I may not be in condition to lead, but please take care of me.
The tall, graceful purple-clad woman turned around, the sterile grey hallway suddenly becoming a lot more lively to her thanks to the sight of her dear Master β no, her dear child β running down its length and calling her name.
She smiled kindly and knelt down to greet him like a mother should. How are you feeling? Fair enough at that too, seeing as each of the mountainous globes in her chest were bigger than his head. She held him there for a while, having her fill of feeling her dear Master safely back in her arms, but eventually she pulled him away by his shoulders. His dark hair was tousled and his cute young features flushed. Her heart beat harder and faster at the sight. This was the first time her master went in one of his oh so important missions without his most faithful servant, and she had been worried sick for his safety.
The only thing Berserker could do in the days he was gone was worry. Incapable of containing herself now that her precious child was back in her arms Berserker grabbed him by the head gently and tilted his face up, bringing him up into a soft, loving kiss placed square on his small underaged lips.
Berserker was a mother first and foremost towards her master, showing them unconditional love. But love was love, and through the eyes of an EX-ranked Madness Enhancement skill the lines separating any kind of love from the other were blurry at best.
