Jeanne's Sisterly Summer (Age Regression TF)

Waves gently lapped at the shoreline, gulls squawked in the air above, and there wasn’t a cloud to be seen for miles. It was a perfect summer day, and one which made a certain lavender haired Empress / Servant (capital S, of course; she would be nobody’s lowercase-s servant) glad for whatever divine providence had ordained that this year’s annual bizarre occurrences would take place in the tropics. It was almost a tradition that each summer something strange would happen with an esoteric means of resolving it, and this year had been no exception.

However Wu Zetian, the first and only Chinese Empress and current beachgoing Servant, had better things to do than run around and collect whatever assorted materials might be needed this year. She was hardly the only Servant capable, and the others had the task well in hand. She could spend her time sunbathing if she so wished, catching the tropical rays and heat as she lay on a reappropriated lounge chair. She idly wondered if there was another her running about with a swimsuit; it always seemed that alternate versions of servants showed up about this time, usually with different classes and wearing swimsuits. She was certain her own copy would look heavenly, as befit an Empress of her calibur.

She sighed and sat up, stretching. Maybe it was about time to go see how Master was doing. Or perhaps simply go for a swim. She had options-

Her train of thought was abruptly derailed by something smacking into the side of her head and nearly knocking her off the chair. As she righted herself she whirled on the direction the impact had come from. “Who dares to touch an Empress? Do you wish for punishment!?” she demanded.

A beach ball bounced away from the assaulted royal, and a bit of sand was kicked up as a small girl bent over to pick it up. “Sorry! I didn’t mean to hit you!” The pale, white-blonde child in a sundress said.

It took Wu a few moments to recognize the girl. Wasn’t it that French woman who loved waving a flag around? “D’Arc? What are you doing?”

“Little sister! You shouldn’t get so far away, what if you get lost?” A new voice said. A significantly taller and less pale Jeanne jogged up, tailed by another smaller version of herself. “Jeanne Lily, what did big sis say?” The new arrival asked in a firm tone. This wasn’t quite the normal Jeanne; it was that alternate, archer version of her, wearing a swimsuit.

“That I have to stay with my big sister…” The girl said, awkwardly kicking up a bit of sand.

“That’s right.” Jeanne nodded. “Stay with big sis. But don’t feel bad - you helped me out! I was looking for her.”

Wu raised an eyebrow. “Is that so? What could you possibly demand of an Empress? You may be a Servant, but you’re hardly of a status to make requests...” The Empress talked, but as she did, she saw something… off.

“That goes for you too~” Jeanne said, turning her attention to Wu. There was something ever so slightly off putting in Jeane’s gaze. Wu knew her as a good hearted young woman, generally very kind and cheerful. But there was a look in her eyes that almost reminded her of Berserkers. A touch of madness. “Someone your age shouldn’t be out here all alone! And you’re not even dressed appropriately! That won’t do, not at all. Why don’t you come back to big sis?”

Wu stood up and stepped back, drawing a weapon. “I don’t know what you plan to do, but stay back! I’ll show you how an Empress defends herself-”

Jeanne didn’t seem to hear her, approaching with that slightly unhinged smile. “Aww, don’t be afraid~ Big sis is here! I’ll just calm you down a bit with my big sis beam!”

As Jeanne pointed at the Assassin-class servant, a bright pink, heart-shaped beam shot from her finger and directly towards Wu. It went far too fast for her to dodge, she was too close. It engulfed her completely, and began to work it’s magic on her…

When the light dimmed and the attack ended, Wu Zetian was… different. First and most obvious was her clothes. The elaborate clothes of an Empress had been blasted away, replaced with a cute one-piece swimsuit in the same colors; it was distinctly childish, with a skirt at the lower end so it looked more like a dress. Her hair had been shifted, tied back into a single massive ponytail instead of the twintails of before. She was also even shorter than she’d started as, at a now undeniably childish height.

Another change, even more dramatic, was in her expression. She smiled brightly, an innocent laugh rising from her throat as she launched herself into Jeanne. “Big sisss~ Can I go play? It’s so nice here, I wanna play with my sisters!” the newest little sister said.

Jeanne ruffled her newest acquirement’s hair, smiling just as much in return. “Of course you can~ But don’t get too far away from big sis, okay~?”

Wu nodded vigorously. There wasn’t a trace of her old arrogance, only an energetic young girl remaining. Jeanne felt her heart soar as she watched her skip off with the other little sisters to play in the surf. Some mysterious being had given Jeanne this power, and she was sure she’d make the most of it - the power to have a wonderful summer with each and every one of her little sisters! It was the greatest duty of a big sis like her. But she still had some little sisters to collect yet…

Mordred let out a low whistle as she took in the sight of the hotel. It was a fancy place; she wasn’t sure how they’d gotten such cushy accommodations, and really, and she didn’t care to learn much of the details of the whole excursion beyond who she was supposed to slash. But she could definitely appreciate having a nice place to stay and not having to build it herself.

There was something off about it, though. As she walked through the halls to claim a room, she had the distinct feeling there was something missing. It wasn’t until she was on her way to the dining hall to see if they had anything good to eat that she realized what it was. She hadn’t seen anyone - no humans, no Servants, not even her Master. It was strange - usually this place would be packed to full, wouldn’t it?

Still, that was a problem to confront for later; first, food. Besides, it wasn’t so bad being the only one around. Nobody was telling her what to do, and it was kind of peaceful without a dozen different clashing personalities crowding the place. Still, when she reached the buffet and started helping herself, she did wonder where the staff might have gone at the least.

A humming came from down the hall, and Mordred sat up - was someone finally getting back? She looked over to the entrance to see the Archer-version of Jeanne walking in, looking around. “Hmmmm, where did that last little sis go… I’ve got nearly all of them together…”

“Hey, you!” Mordred called. “Where is everyone?

Jeanne looked over. “Oooh, there you are! I was looking everywhere for you!” she said, coming over.

As she walked, Mordred saw someone moving a bit behind Jeanne… wait, who was…

A child, in a red bathing suit and with long spikey hair, looked around from behind Jeanne’s leg and pointed. “Oh, oh! That’s my twin sister, big sis!”

Jeanne looked down at the miniature Mordred, ruffling her hair. “That’s right! She’ll be coming with us in just a bit. She was so silly, playing hide and seek, wasn’t she?”

“What the hell are you on about?” Mordred asked, “I’m nobody’s sis-”

“Silly, you should be in the pool with your other sisters! There’s no time to play hide and seek. Come to your big sister, ok? Jeanne’s gonna take good care of you~”

Mordred saw the look in her eyes, and how she was raising her hand, and the combat training kicked in; she kicked the table she was sitting at over and ducked behind it as Jeanne launched a big-sis-beam right at her. The beam collided with the table, shaking it but not piercing. Once it dissipated, Mordred bolted, summoning her sword…

And slipped, sailing off her feet as the pool ring that had appeared on the floor tripped her up and sent her landing at Jeanne’s feet. “You shouldn’t run around so much, you could get hurt!” she said, a mad gleam in her gaze and a glow on her fingertip.

The ‘big sis beam’ came again, and this time Mordred had nowhere to hide. Mordred felt herself shrinking, losing what little height she did have as her whole body became smaller. Her proportions shifted, becoming less well defined and more childish - her bust shrinking to nothing, her waist and hips equalizing, her general shape shifting.

It wasn’t long until she looked like a kid. But unfortunately for Mordred, the body shift wasn’t where it would end. Memories slipped out of her head like water down the drain, her past and her grudges seeming so unimportant. Her abrasive personality was smoothed over, sanded down. Why shouldn’t she just relax, have fun? Her big sister could take care of all the important, scary things…

The light dimmed, and where the Knight of Treachery had lay was now another small girl, identical to the first spiky-haired child down to the swimsuit. She got to her feet giggling, and started to dash off before Jeanne managed to get a hold on her swimsuit. “Not so fast, Mordred!”

“But big sissss,” The new child groaned, “I wanna play in the pooool!”

“And you can! But you did just eat, so we have to be careful.” Jeanne said. She picked up the small pool ring, and helped Mordred get it settled around her waist. Then she helped the kid put on some floaties. “Ok, there we go. Be careful, and don’t run by the pool. I’ll be right there!”

The pair of Mordreds ran off without a care in the world, and Jeanne wiped some sweat from her brow. She had such a tight schedule - so many little sisters to take care of, she had to carefully budget her time to make sure she gave them all the attention they deserved. But they were having so much fun, it was all worth it!

Leaving the cafeteria behind, Jeanne went upstairs - it was about time to give her only non-Servant little sister some much needed attention.