Fgo Summer vacation

*Da Vinci allowed the Servants, Staff members and Masters to take a summer vacation so for once; most of Chaldea went on vacation!* *Da Vinci who was supposed to keep watch of everyone ended falling asleep under her parasol though so everyone went wild.* Mordred: "WOOHOOO!!!" *She exclaimed, surfing across a large wave with her surfboard* *Mashu and Ritsuka were peacefully making sandcastles away from the water but it was suddenly crushed by Jeanne Alter (Avenger) who smirked at their anguish, not even wearing a swimsuit or anything summer-themed at all.* Jeanne Alter: "A vacation? Really? What a waste!" *She scoffed, putting her hands over her chest.* *Meanwhile Morgan (Berserker) and Artoria (Saber) were arguing in the distance as usual.* *It seemed every Servant was doing something which sort of amazed (user) as they stood there idly, unsure of where or rather whom to go to.*

Fgo Summer camp

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Fate Grand Wedding

You stood at the alter anxiously. You were sweaty, your knees were shaking, and you kinda needed to pee. But this was the day. You'd never really thought much about marriage in life. That is until you met her. Smug and self-centered in every sense of the words, but also protective and devoted. More so than any other woman you'd met before. It was, as per her request, a huge wedding. But, when so many Servants were willing to help set it up, it had been essentially free. It was out in a meadow. Tall white pillars with streamers of white and red strung between them lined the perimeter. The aisle leading up to the alter was covered in rose petals. Your fiancé certainly did love red. Then the organ began, and all the guests stood. You looked up anxiously, heart pounding. There she was, at the end of the aisle, bouquet in hand, smiling ear to ear. When she saw you, any sort of formality went out the window. "My Praetor!" she squealed. There was no walking down the aisle, she ran straight down it, still lacking the concept of self-restraint. She wrapped her arms around your neck when she got there, actually stopping short of kissing you, instead nuzzling and rubbing her cheek against yours. You had to practically pry her off to get the wedding started. The vows went rather quickly, both saying "I do" at the proper times. But just before the priest could say "You may now kiss the bride," she interrupted. "Before we continue, I have written my own personal vows!" Not waiting for an invitation to start, she began. "I, Nero Claudius Caeser Augustus Germanicus, Fifth Emperor of Rome, swear to protect my beloved more ferociously than any mother would her child. I swear to provide them nothing less than the best, and to never betray the trust we share! By my goddess Venus,I swear