I remember that fic being discussed in the badfic chat... it's a bad one. But it made a fun mission!

Is it bad that I absolutely believe the Flowers would make people go on a mission between their wedding and their honeymoon? Probably not. Poor agents.

I loved the CAD language setting! That was a really good way to point out that "Elroy" is not even remotely an Elvish name.

Anyhow, I enjoyed that immensely and look forward to your next bit of writing!

Wow. That badfic sure had a lot of weird little idiosyncrasies to it. I'm impressed you were able to keep the mission itself so short and readable. I'll have to keep that strategy in mind for when I have to deal with a long, complex one.

Oh, Flowers. I love their lack of understanding about humanoid emotions. I'm sure for them, it's perfectly reasonable to assign work in between a wedding and honeymoon. They must see all three as tasks to be checked off a to-do list, so why not interject work in between the fun ones, eh?

I like that you brought up the lack of wand use by African wizards, since that's traditionally been an automatic charge for PPC agents. (I assume that's new info off of Pottermore?) And I loved Ix's instantaneous packing to make sure they got away before another mission could show up.

One possible typo:
"Ix caught her hand and placed a gentle kiss to it, smile widening."

I've usually heard this phrase as "placed a kiss on it" rather than "to it."

—doctorlit, familiar with the canons this time

I like the relationship fluff and the possible translations for Larien.

The Sue is utterly ridiculous.

As a whole bunch of folks have said, this was a good balance between relationship fluff and the mission. I'm hoping Ix and Charlotte manage to have a nice, uninterrupted honeymoon.

Two lines that jumped out at me were the "One does not simply walk into Bree." bit and the callback to the whole "inner wolf" fic.

On a more general note, I think this mission is understandable without the context of your spinoff, but not isolated from it, which is a good thing.

- Tomash

1. Ix just casually shucking off a wedding dress. I know it's just brevity of writing, but it doesn't sound like any wedding dress I ever heard of. ^~
   
   2. That anyone, anywhere, could look at the TransLatin sentence "Donatus est nobis quod exviet sea mater Magia Tellus" and think 'yep, pretty sure that's got the name 'Hecate' in it!'
   
   3. The scene where they all start doing double-acts: "I don't know." Evelina and Luna answered together. As if they had been waiting for one of them to ask that question two elves appeared before them (Maybe the PPC format rubbed off on them?)
   
   4. Elroy the Elf. Hey, maybe he's Franco-Sindarin and going for 'Royal Elf'?
   
   5. the leaders of the Elvish Hunt and we have brought you to Valinor before we send you to Middle-Earth What the sacred flying feth?!
   
   6. That anyone would turn down the chance to honeymoon in Valinor. ^~
   
   (Side note: the Wizarding Association of Non-Europeans would like to remind you that Wands Are Not Ethical. Register your support for W.A.N.E. today.)
   
   7. Neville Longbottom, Action Hero. I know, I know, but... yeah.
   
   8. This passage: "Aragorn answered after blinking for several seconds as his brain tried to register the question through the fog his mind had descended into after he set eyes on Evelina." ... which basically says 'Aragorn realised what nonsense he was spouting, but the Suvian had him'.
   
   (Side note: "What’s so wrong with actually writing a developing romance? Some of the best stuff happens at the beginning!" is a lovely line, and I take it to heart.)
   
   (Side note: Too much time on the paleoblogosphere for me - I was wondering what kind of creature Colloportus is, and why it was helping them out. ^^)
   
   9. "She squealed when Ix opened a portal and swept her off her feet into a bridal carry." Ix. You're going to tear your incisions again. Ix, did you even bother to get that looked at? Ix, my wife is a nurse and she says this is not good wound care, Agent Ix!
   
   Overall: That was fun. I'm not very good at overall comments. ^^
   
   But I do have the image of Elroy and Larien as a comic faux-action duo stuck in my head now, swinging down from the trees with dramatic music playing and so forth. All very Robin Hood. :D
   
   hS

Let's get started.

Ix nipped at her lower lip, smiling. “A beach,” she said. “Somewhere isolated, where it’ll be just the two of us…”
Guess that would be the moment the IO began to ruin their honeymoon.

Ix yelped and fell off the sofa, landing with a whump. She tripped over her skirts as she stood, then hiked them up as she hurried to silence the console. Her face contorted. “We were supposed to get time off, not a mission!”
The Flowers, once again deomnstrating why every single one of them except Captain Dandelion and its Weeds are waste of... Well, everything

“Oh, fun.” Charlotte came to join her at the console, resting a hand on the small of her back. “Guess we’ll be spending our honeymoon in Middle-earth, huh?”
To be fair, it has beautiful cities and beaches. Far less polluted you.

“Guess we should get changed,” Charlotte finally said, looking down at her own gown. “Unless you want to go Sue-slaying in our wedding dresses.”
But I'm sure covering this robes with glittery blood would launch a whole new mode. Try it, please?

“You’re not going to comment on the fox ears or the three tails?” Ix asked dryly.
Signs of burnout, and how much you needed these vacations. And the aroma of carbonized Flowers now.

Three years ago when Evelina had turned sixteen she'd come into her creature inheritance which just so happened to be a Kitsune like her dad. However, unlike her dad she had copper red ears and tail as she had not only gotten her eye colour from her mother but also her hair colour, whereas her dad had black ears and tail to match his hair, though her creature inheritance wasn't the only thing she'd gotten from her dad as she gotten her wide almond shaped eyes, high cheek bones and a dimple in her right cheek when she smiled.
Euuuuh, hate bearking it to you, buuuuut–

“Holy wall of description, Batman,” Ix said, wrinkling her nose. “I’m failing to see how this Evelina Sue is supposed to be a female Harry. She doesn’t really resemble him… at all.”
Yeah, this. Thanks Ix.

Ix’s ears went pink and she smiled. “You were much more beautiful,” she said, nuzzling Charlotte’s neck. “But then again, you always look beautiful.”
I think your wife might have a different opinion. Just a random wild crazy shot in the dark.

She wasn't the only one to have come into a creature inheritance. Luna did too. She was an elf like her mother but because her dad was only a human she's only half elf whilst the rest of her genetic makeup was half human.
Uh uh. Sure you don't want to explain the word unique while you're at it? I mean, you're clearly taking the Ready Player One school of 'explaining to poor dumb little readers everything', so run with it all the way.

“Damn, and here I left my creaturefic Bingo cards at home,” Charlotte sighed.
Wait, you're telling me I'm messing a BadBingo Card for my collection? Where can I find one?

“Honestly, I can’t really look at fics that involve mates the same way anymore,” she said. “It just…” She wrapped her arms around herself. “Uncomfortable.”
I recommend shooting the groins of the glitterbags impplied in the mess. Highly therapeuthic.

“Hecate?” Ix sputtered. “Ritual chanting? Hecate? Did this become a Percy Jackson crossover when I wasn’t looking?”
"Are you [BLEEEP]ing me? Just how inept about the use of mag–"
Marina is ecstatic.

Charlotte opened her mouth to answer, but a pure silver light engulfed the Sue, Neville, and Luna—and both agents.

It better not be doing anything 'funny' to Ix's ability to use magic.

[Elroy. Male elf Elf Elf elf elf. Elf. Male elf. Noncanon. Bit character.]
No mention of borderli– blatant plagiat? That thing is broken.

[Larien (“Mile girl”, “ear girl”, “fat girl”, “flat girl”). Female elf. Noncanon. Bit character.]
Okay, maybe not.

“At least we know her name could… potentially work?” Ix said faintly. “Though I doubt ‘mile girl’ or ‘fat girl’...”
Eh, don't throw away the second one so fast. With all these kings getting nicknamed 'The Fat', no one can really tell...

“I’m sorry, did she just say Valinor?” Charlotte sputtered.
Joy, that's Uber-Kewl Land, the nicest but most boring place of Arda, where you can heroically flee and ignore everything happening in Midle Earth. Still might make for a quiet honeymoon location, though.

“Happily ever after,” Ix murmured, kissing her.
Offering black-hole coffee to everyone having a sugar overload from this adorably cute exchange.

Charlotte sighed and rolled her eyes. “Of course he is,” she muttered. “Because why not?” She held up her remote. “It’s a two month time skip ahead… unless you want to spend our honeymoon in Valinor for two months?”
Nice but boring, and you're missing out on most of the places known in the Lord Of The Rings. Not really recommended. (And very begrudgingly giving smallest possible duck to the Suethor for acutally thinking about the language thing. that's more than many, many do. Only make the rest worst when you can bebothered to make even that small effort though.)

“Oh, one arrow, that will come in handy, I’m sure,” Ix said sarcastically, and Charlotte grinned.
Pfft, real Archers don't need any. Only the ability to copy blades of legends and turn them into arrows. Or gunfire.

Ix shrugged. “Wouldn’t be the first time,” she said. “The real question, though—why do they still need their wands if they can do wandless magic? Sentiment? I mean, I’d keep mine, but… probably somewhere safer than my arm.”
Eh, if they offer a place to blow them up, never complain.

“I mean… it’s not exactly English wizardry, but African wizards never use wands,” she said. “I, er.” Her ears pinked slightly. “I might have picked up some of Uagadou’s course books to look at. It’s quite fascinating.”
"What? Your magic wasn't broken enough? That's–"
Marina is very happy for all Potterverse magicians.

Ix held up her hands for Charlotte to see. There, rising up from her palms, so faint as to be almost imperceptible, was a wisp of smoke. “It’s no handful of fire, that’s for sure,” she said in embarrassment. “It’s taken me nearly a month to get this far.”
"Finally some acknowledgemnt magic is long hard work!"
((Smelling some Eau de Chekov here...))

“Screw the mission,” Charlotte said. “It’s interfering with our bloody honeymoon. Which we got approved time off for,” she added sourly.
Pretty sure you'd prefer screwing your companion.

“This just in,” Charlotte whispered as she and Ix crouched behind a clump of bushes, “Bree is now Mordor.”

“I’ll say,” Ix said, looking up at the gates with trepidation before glancing around. “Where’s our Sue gotten off to?”
Probably that weird game with Aragorn as protagonist with a name I can't remember, where Bree is infested with bandits wanting to kill hobbits... Still better than the adventures of Gerald the Half-Nazgûl in Mordor...

“I can taste the urple,” Ix said as the narration launched into a description of just how handsome Aragorn was. “And… he’s Sue Imprint Number One, isn’t he?”
I have more black-hole coffee, a shame it's for therapeuthic use this time.

(She wasn’t wrong, either.)
Euh, Fourth Wall intervention, or not? Also, you're married now, with a whole romance leading to it, Ix. Random wild crazy shot in the dark, but I think she finds you beautiful.

"My name is Neville Frank Longbottom, only son of Lord Frank and Lady Alice Longbottom, and this is my sister in all but blood; Evelina Wynter Lillian Potter-Black, only daughter of Lord James and Lady Lily Potter and adopted daughter of Lord Sirius Black who resides in Rohan."
Wait, they have Sirius in Rohan? How?

“That’s a lot to unpack,” Ix said after a moment of staring. “So… we’ve got something scarily similar to ABO fics with the dominant/submissive mates. Then, you know, mates in general. And did she just get called more powerful than the bloody Maiar?”
Can't be outdone by a mere semi-divine being after all... The Sar-plasm is up to anybody wanting it.

“Who else do you want to bet she has picked out for mates?” Charlotte said. “Legolas and Boromir?”
Naaah, she can't be that shallow and vapid and everything... What? I wanted to make sure everyone could get their share of Sar-plasm.

“One does not simply walk into Bree,” Ix quipped as they made their way deeper into the village. Once they found the Prancing Pony, they pushed the door open, looking around.
Well, if you've got a siege engine or a spy opening the gates, you can... Oh right, not Divide and Conquer...

“Lottie, you barely remember the Victorian period,” Ix said, threading through the patrons.

“And I’m very glad for that, too.”
Pretty surre getting to be old enough to think 'good old times' without remembering the bad stuff actually happening back then is cheating...

“Yes, when you kissed her!”
More points for Direct Approach! Take notes people... And remember to properly build it up first. Or you're a creep.

“It’s easier if you chop instead of stab,” she said, and Charlotte nodded, readjusting her grip on the hilt.
But, but, recreating the scene! How could let you base pragmatism ruin that possibility?

Ix tugged the straps a little tighter over her shoulders and smiled. “You did suggest we head off to Pern as soon as we were finished,” she said. She held out a hand.
Smart thing to do.

“Thanks, Livvy.” Charlotte took Ix’s hand, and Ix tugged her closer. “What do you say, hon? Shall we get out of here?”

She squealed when Ix opened a portal and swept her off her feet into a bridal carry.

“Let’s get out of here,” Ix whispered.
Just avoid the spots where weird threads fall from the sky...

Please don't interrupt that honeymoon again, Iximaz. No matter how good the mission will be.

(Getting the feeling it will be soon time to bid farewell to Three. Shame, I liked her.)

My thoughts are the same as S.M.F.'s: well balanced between sporking and character fluff, good choice of a bizarre fic that could seriously have been done as original fic without losing anything.

Also today I learned that creaturefic is a thing. WTF. I mean, the concepts involved aren't totally new to me, but the fact that it has a name and apparently a set of rules is.

I was going to comment that there wasn't a whole lot of scene-setting as far as where the agents were hiding and such, but then I checked again and realized it's there, just quick and to the point, and I apparently was brain-blind to it. Explains why it didn't actually bother me, I guess: wasn't actually a problem!

I don't get why Ix and Charlotte both decided "Mile girl!" was especially funny at the same time on the back of wishing there was a translation for "Elroy." I did appreciate Ix saying "our boy Elroy." It's so casual and unforced I didn't even have to stop and wonder when a wizard girl got exposed to The Jetsons. ^_^

I also liked the whole bit with the black gates of Bree.

I hope they get to enjoy Pern now and don't land in a badfic or something. And best make very certain to pick a time where there's no imminent Threadfall to worry about!

~Neshomeh

I find myself taken by the idea of Agents tackling missions while in unfitting clothes (like wedding dresses) - though I also feel like this has happened before? Not that I can recall which fics, though. =P

Also, gotta agree with Charlotte's assessment on Pandora-as-house-elf. XD

And- "Elroy"? Seriously? That does not sound like a proper elf name. "Elfroy", though...

I liked this mission, though the fic author really should have just written about creaturekin OCs if that was what she really wanted out of her story. No need to rip off magic systems from TWO well-developed continua!

Overall, this mission mixes 'honeymoon' and 'Sue pursuing' shenanigans well. ^^

Here's to enjoying Pern!