#make sure he's tired and stuff and will behave in his crate before I go out

[tealeavesandthorns]

//Don't know if I'm on the verge of a meltdown or a shutdown.

Having the longest rant in the tags and will delete later. Need to grab another CBD

[achliegh]

Golden

Yeehaw Leo… it's all because this song came on one day (I don’t even really listen to country anymore so it really is fate). Leo is based off that song, each chapter is going to be based off a yeehaw song too.

Characters belong to @lumosinlove

Beta: @the-most-slyterin-hufflepuff & @punkkkboi

TW/CW: Smut, terrible yeehaw sayings and jokes, injuries, mentions of past death/suicide, minor character death, underage drinking, mentions of past arrests, cringe

Chapter Songs (listening in order is recommended):

Chapter 14:

Holiday Playlist

Sold (Dance)

Leo was freezing, shivering in the car with the heated seat under his ass and heat blowing on him. He changed his pants from the ice soaked ones earlier and his ankles were sore from his skates but he was happy. He made a good impression on Logan’s sisters, his mom texted him to let him know the sale went through, and he watched Clay face plant on the ice.

All was well in the world.

He was smiling to himself as he leaned back into the heat of the seat with his arms hugging himself, teeth only chattering a little bit. He is listening to Logan chat with his sisters in the back in fairly fast French-Canadian French, he knows Finn is confused. But Leo is listening to him tap on the steering wheel to whatever song was playing in his head. The radio is off because Leo doesn’t want to overwhelm Finn with too much noise in a small confined place. He would be miserable the rest of the night.

They pull up to Pascal's house and the Trembly siblings are the first out of the vehicle, leaving Leo and Finn in the dust. Finn kisses Leo’s temple after shutting off the car.

“Ready?” Leo smiles and nods, he is honestly a little tired but he’s excited to get a little drunk and just relax with the team plus the team’s families.

Leo grabs onto the handle to push open the door when it is suddenly flung open and he topples out face first first into the ground. Hearing someone gasp from above him he rolls over to his back and blinks a few times.

“I think… I broke my teeth again.” Leo runs his tongue over his two front teeth and feels the chip in his tooth is suddenly much larger, but still less than half his tooth so he doesn’t really care.He has broken his teeth way worse before. Ma will get a kick out of it. “That's fun.”

“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry! Are you okay?” Aubry is helping him sit up and is grabbing his still dazed face and looking it over to make sure he’s okay. She looks over to her left and sees Logan looking at her and she can feel the anger rolling off of him. His arms are crossed and his hands are gripping his arms, Sydney takes one look at Logan and steps back a couple of feet.

“Can you let go of my face?” Leo mumbles, causing her to look back at him and smile a little at his squished cheeks. “Also I break my teeth all the time, 90% of my front two teeth are fake so…” He shrugs and smiles at her. She lets go of his face and Finn helps Leo up.

“Again I’m sorry Leo!”

“I feel like I look like Jason Derulo after he tried eating corn off the cob with a power drill.” He laughs at himself as he looks in the side mirror of the car. Rolling his bottom jaw a bit, popping his neck from side to side, then rolling his shoulders. He notices a scrape on his chin and his cheek. “Not gonna lie, I kinda look rugged.”

“Let’s go inside, get you a drink and an ice pack, yeah?” Logan takes his hand and smiles up at him, taking note of his scrapes and his chipped tooth when he smiles back.

“Yes please!” They all make their way inside to find families just chatting on the couches in the living room, people drinking wine and eating little horderves that Celeste and Adele put together. Leo is led to the kitchen where the two chefs were.

“Oh Leo, did you fall on the ice after we left?” Celeste looks at him as she hands him an ice pack wrapped in a paper towel.

“Non, Aubry opened my door with me attached to it and I landed face first on the concrete. Broke my teeth some more but.” He shrugs and his nose scrunches as Logan dabs at his scrapes with a wet paper towel. “Okay! Okay! I’m Okay! OW!” Logan sighs at Leo’s dramatics and goes to throw the paper towel away.

“So you’re the man with the terrible singing.” Adele looks up at Leo from where she is cutting pinwheels. “I wondered if you were ever going to appear.”

“You don’t like my singing?” Leo smiles at her and she smiles back. “Wait, when have you heard my singing?” He absentmindedly starts helping her put pickles on sticks. He remembers catching a glance of her the first time he visited Pascals’ but he doesn’t remember singing when she was around.

“When Logan was really sad after Louisiana, he would only fall asleep to these videos of you singing in front of a fire pit. It was really annoying for a while.” Leo is silent for a moment, Adele looks up at him and notices how he is trying to keep his face blank but the frown lines are still ghosting. “He is better than ever now that you are with him and Finn though, he blabs about you two all the time.” That makes him smile a bit.

“No! Alex! Let go!” Leo and Adele turn around to see an older version of Finn keeping Logan in a headlock. Leo hides his smile by sucking in his lips and holding them between his teeth. “Ah!” Logan is suddenly on the ground with Alex laughing from above him, asshole kicked his feet out from under him. Glaring Logan takes his hand and gets helped up. “Jerk.”

“Hey! You can’t be mean to me or I’ll tell Finn.”

“He would be on my side!”

“He would laugh at you and give me a high five and you know it.” Logan thinks for a moment and then signs knowing Alex is right.

“Why do my boyfriend's siblings bully me?”

“Because we are family, shortstack.” Alex gets punched in the stomach for that nickname everytime. Yet he still calls Logan that any time he gets the chance. After a moment of catching his breath, Alex looks up to see Logan’s face buried into another man’s chest. He was tall and had a couple scrapes on his face but he looked young. Maybe in his early twenties. His hair was barely sticking out from under his.. Cowboy hat… he was wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt… with cowboy boots. Who was this guy!? Does Finn know about him and Logan?

“Leooooo, I got some people I want you to meeeet!” Finn walks into the kitchen with his mother and Father trailing behind and bumps into Alex who is just staring at Leo like he's a ghost. “I promise he doesn’t always dress like that.” Taking a few steps towards his boys he gives Adele a fist bump and then leans his head on Leo’s shoulder. “Mom, Dad, this is Leo. The cowboy I have been talking about for…. A good year now. He is Logan and I’s boyfriend.” He smiles.

Leo feels his heart pick up a bit as the nerves of meeting parents that have authority makes him feel like he shouldn’t be there. He shakes the fathers hand after Logan goes to help Adele take out more tiny foods. He goes to shake Finn’s mother’s hand but is pulled into an aggressively tight hug that reminds him of his Mama’s hugs. He smiles and hugs her back. Already starting to feel at ease.

“I’m Alex.” Alex pats Leo on the shoulder.

“Leo, Finn talks a lot about you. He has your pictures up all around the apartment. I was convinced you two were twins for a while.” Leo smiles and continues to relax as Alex bursts out laughing.

“I’m not surprised, when we were younger people swore we were twins, and I think Finn would let people believe it when he was in elementary.” Alex ruffles Finn’s hair.

“So, Finn tells us you’re a Professional Bullrider. Correct?” Finn's dad looks to have the exact same face as his boys, same eyes as well. But he is much more tan and doesn’t have a single freckle that Leo can see, his hair is dark brown and curly, his eyebrows were so thick that Eliose would have the time of her life shaping them, his nose is also quite large and protrudes from his face with a little crook in the bridge making him subtly look like a bird.

“Yes, I do ride professionally. I actually leave in a couple of months to go travel the country to do it all again. My best friend Clayton ropes calves as well and my Mother was crowned Miss Rodeo when she was younger. So, it’s interesting when Finn tries to talk about rodeo stuff with us and he just has no idea. He’s getting better though.”

“I always had a dream of riding bulls or just being a cowboy in general but I’m from upstate New York! Not many cowboys there.” He laughs in the loud way most older fathers do and pats him on the shoulder just like Alex did. His smile was large and inviting, it reminded him of Finn.

“Country is Country wide, Sir. I have rode with people from New Hampshire and Massechusets. If you want I could teach you some things! I do train children in the two weeks before I leave to compete.”

“Don’t give him any ideas, he may be young at heart but his body is becoming old and crepid.” Finn’s parents share a kiss and it gives Leo’s heart a small painful yank. He can’t help but wonder if his parents would look that happy if his dad was still alive. He takes a sip of the Jack and Coke that Finn made him and swallows it along with his own self pity.

Now is not the time to mope.

He chats with Finn’s family some more until the doorbell rings. That would be his mother.

“Hello, who are you?” Pascal is looking directly into the sharp blue eyes of a woman who is either the same height as him… or taller. SHe is holding two milk crates, both filled with jars full of clear liquid. Odd. She is dressed in a tight red long sleeve shirt with a pair of dark wash jeans that flare at the bottom with matching red boots poking out from the jeans. Something flashes light into his eye and he notices the giant buckle on her belt.

“Oh excuse my manners! I’m Eloise Knut! My son Leo should be behaving here. This is Pascal’s house, yes?” She smiles and her teeth are so blindingly bright that Pascal has to look away.

“Oh yes of course come in.” He opens the door all the way and she struts in. Clayton was the first person to run up to her, Marc is on his back laughing loudly as they were just pretending Clay was a horse.

“Ma! It’s about time you show up! I’ll take this.” Clay has Marc hop off his back and takes the crates from Eloise, walking away lifting them over all the peoples heads who are sitting down or children.

“Ma! I want you to meet my brother. Sirius, this is Eloise. Eloise, this is Sirius.” Reg is looking between them with this excited glint in his eye, his two favorite adult figures in his life are meeting.

“Ravi de vous rencontrer.” Sirius shakes her hand and kisses her hand. Eloise smiles and pats his cheek.

“Si gentil de ta part.” Sirius smiles, cheeks turning a bit pink as she pinches them a bit. “You are just adorable! You and your brother have the most beautiful hair. I would love to just sit down and play with it all day.”

“Mama, stop hitting on Reg’s brother. Hit on his boyfriend instead.” Remus laughs from his spot next to Leo as they walk up with plates piled high with food. Leo’s vegetarian, Remus’ not. “I mean look at him, he is exactly your type! Short brownish hair, giant brown eyes, probably a bottom- Hey!” Remus swats at his plate of food to try and knock it over, making Leo barely have time to balance it out again.

“Leo, you’re gay. I thought you would have been better at seeing who is top, bottom, or a switch in relationships. It’s pretty obvious if you ask me.” Eloise smiles at Remus. “Since you have your hands full I will just give you a wave, Deary.” She waves at him. “I’m Eloise, Leo’s mother. I hope you haven’t heard anything bad about me, Leo likes to tell stories of when I was younger.”

“I can’t help it Mama, you were just so interesting!” Leo speaks with his mouth full and Reg, Remus and Elosie all give him a look.

“Don’t speak with your mouth full!” They all manage to say at the same time, catching Leo off guard. He laughs and swallows the food in his mouth.

“There are so many mothers around me. I’m going to see who Clay has rounded up to try the shine.” He stands up and leaves his plate on the little table in the middle of them, Reg grabs a few pieces of his food and eats them as he listens to Sirius and Remus talk about how they will be celebrating the holidays.

“I’ll go with you, I should probably meet the rest of the boys.” Eloise follows him into the kitchen to find Clay behind the kitchen island with two jars of moonshine in front of him, explaining to the team what it is. Leo walks over beside him and takes the lid off one and smells it.

“I think this one is watermelon.”

“Thanks for interrupting me. Anyway, moonshine is technically illegal because… honestly I don’t remember but we have been drinking it since we were like 13 I think.” Eloise walks up behind the two, reaching over them to grab the other jar, Clay and Leo move out of the way to let her in the middle.

“You two make me look like a terrible person, you know that? Letting my child drink moonshine at 13. I could get arrested.” She is examining the jar as the boys back track their statements about drinking so young even when they are still under the drinking age. She has a little half smile on her face when she looks through the clear liquid straight into a set of eyes that are staring right back.

Dark hazel eyes surrounded by the longest eyelashes she has ever seen. Dark smooth skin wrinkling around the eyes as this person smiles. Her mouth was very dry all the sudden, her stomach had a pit in it as well.

“Leo why don’t you let me have that, Y’all can keep all the rest.” She puts the jar she is holding down and takes the open one from Leo who was about to take a sip. She leaves the kitchen without another word. Clay and Leo share a confused look as they watch her leave.

Timmy follows a few minutes later.

The music played in the house after all these kids left to go spend the night at other houses, leaving the Dumias house open for adult activities like swearing. Leo, Reg and Clay had all moved the furniture around, with permission from Dumo and Celeste. There was just enough room for people to dance.

No one was really drunk persay but a couple swings of moonshine definitely got people tipsy. Elosie was talking with Ollie, Andrew, and Timmy. Who leo was keeping an extra close eye on, because he just felt like he should. He knows a lot of people find his mother attractive, that's why Eloise always wore her ring, to get people to back off, but she was almost… flirting back with Timmy.

It made Leo feel weird. Clay too.

Leo was staring at Eloise and Timmy when Sold (Grundy County Auction) came on over the bluetooth. He hears a gasp from behind him and sees Remus trying to get Sirius to dance with him.

“Re, I don’t know the dance.”

“It’s easy I promise!” Sirius gives his boyfriend a look and Remus sighs, giving up on trying to yank Sirius up off his chair . Leo walks over because he would also like to dance but his mom is flirting, Reg gets dizzy, his boys don’t know the dance, and Clay is laying across Thomas and Noelle on the couch a bit too drunk to really do anything but smile at them and twist Noelles hair around his finger.

“I know it, and all my dance partners are busy if you’d like to dance.” He smiles and nods his head when Sirius mouths ‘thank you’ in his direction. Remus hesitates for a moment.

“I only know how to follow really.”

“And you wanted me to dance!” Sirius tsks sarcastically and shakes his head leaning back in his chair so the two front legs were off the ground. Making sure there was something soft behind him, Re puts his foot under one of the chair legs and lifts up so Sirius falls backwards onto the pile of blankets that were thrown off the couch. “Re!”

“Well, I only know how to lead so that works out perfectly.” Leo takes Remus’ hand and leads him towards the group of dancing people on the wood floor of the living room. “Think there is enough space?”

“I think so, here.” Remus grabs his hands and they swing in a circle so people give them room. Leo just about trips over his own feet. Remus catches him while laughing, putting a hand on Leo’s shoulder and holding his other while Leo rests his free hand on Remus’ waist.

Spinning each other they are lost in the dance, not noticing the two or three people filming them. Sirius is just watching Remus move so smoothly, without a care in the world. His hair was long enough it swished with him, his laugh was loud and sweet. He didn't know how he didn’t get dizzy from dancing.

Finn was also watching them dance, as well as Logan. Finn was just enjoying his friend and Boyfriend dancing, Logan was too but a bit more… possessive. They all trust one another but Logan can’t help the little voice in the back of his head telling him to make sure Re knows Leo is theirs.

They finish the dance and just straight up sit on the floor to catch their breath, laughing a bit as people return to the dance floor. Eloise walks over to them and holds out a hand to each to help them up.

“Last Song! I want to go to bed!” Dumo announces as he turns the music down for a moment, he turns it back up before people can complain. Celeste was starting to put food away in to go containers and in tupperware to go in the fridge. Dumo walks over to help her but gets distracted when he hears someone drop a glass. He sighs and goes to help them, James, clean up.

“I am going to stay and help Celeste tonight and tomorrow morning. I will see you at the apartment and then we can go out for lunch.” Eloise smiles as Leo nods and lets her kiss his cheek. Leo and Remus make their way back over to their lovers.

“You were amazing!” Sirius hugs Remus, lifting him off the ground and smooching all over his slightly red face. “Where did you learn to dance like that?”

“My dad and mom used to go to swing classes when I was younger and my dad would always secretly practice with me so he could wow my mom.” He smiles, pushing Sirius’ hair out of his face and sighing happily. “Let’s go home, I’m tired.” Sirius and Reg follow Re out of the house a few minutes later, waving goodbye to the team.

The drive home in the uber was interesting, Leo and Logan were both sliding their hands up Finn’s thighs making his tispy brain only think about one thing. He watched those two whisper to each other before they left the house, Finn didn’t pay much attention, busy watching for the uber to pull up.

Once they enter the house Finn finds himself pinned against the door as soon as it is closed, Leo is kissing and nipping at his neck while Logan is reaching his hands under Finn’s shirt as he kisses him with maybe too much tongue. Finn lets himself be dragged into the feeling of their hands and lips on him.

“Tonight is all about you, sweetheart.” Leo whispers in his ear, Logan pulls away and tugs on Finn’s shirt towards the bedroom. Leo pats his butt to get him moving and follows the other two, stripping off his many layers and stretching his jaw a bit from his fall earlier.

“Hi, how are you?” Finn is pulled on top of Logan who has lost his clothes sometime in between the door of the room and the bed. He was beautiful; basically glowing from the yellow light of the lamp near the bed. Shadows and light contrasting on his tan skin make him look like a work of art. He can’t help but run his fingertips lightly over Logan’s chest and stomach. Smiling as the muscles move under his fingers, he feels a hand on his hand and two hands cupping his face making him look back up at Logan.

“I love you.” Logan pulls him down for a kiss as Finn feels Leo’s rough hands slide his shirt up, he pulls away just long enough to take his shirt off and then dives right back in for more kisses. Logan is very addictive, he lets Finn take over the kiss when he wants and other times he will take over the kiss just to annoy Finn into fucking him. Logan is giggling slightly as they kiss just because all this happiness is bubbling in his chest.

“I love you too, Lo.” He mumbles on Logan’s lips, feeling the bed dip behind him, Finn pulls away from Logan. Only after he is pulled into one last heated kiss that he can barely pull away from. Sitting up on his knees he turns his head to the side and has his lips met with another set of lips he loves.

Leo is almost always soft, besides his calloused hands, his skin is just perfect and makes Finn want to touch him always. He lightly nips at Leo’s lips, drawing a smile from the younger man. They pull away after a moment and Leo wraps his arms fully around Finn’s bare waist, resting his chin on Finn’s shoulder, humming a bit.

“I want to eat you out, is that okay? I mean your ass is so pale it looks like two marshmallows.” Logan snorts at Leo’s comment and flexes his legs from where they are resting on either side of Finn’s thighs, squishing Finn between them. Finn thinks about it for a moment, running his hand up and down Logan’s calf while Leo's hands run all over his torso.

“I don't know. Are you sure you want to? I mean, I just don’t want to find out I’m dirty or something… I also like never shave so… I don’t know.” He absent mindedly twirls a couple of Logan’s leg hairs together between his forefinger and thumb. Trying to ignore the feeling of an embarrassed blush that is creeping from his ears to his chest.

“Finn, you have eaten both of us out. Did you ever care if we were perfectly smooth or whatever else you are worried about?” Logan sits up, Looking him in the eyes. “We want to make you feel good, but if you don’t want to, that's okay too.” After a couple minutes of the three of them just existing together on the bed Finn starts nodding his head.

“Yeah, I want to try it. I think maybe once I get past feeling all jittery I will like it.” He kisses Leo and smiles at Logan. “I want to feel good like how I make you two feel.” He pushes Logan back onto his back and leans over him.

Leo helps Finn out of his shorts and, “Are these… my boxers?” Laughing as Finn nods, Leo also helps him slide off his boxers with fish on them. “You know Fish is a good nickname for you.” Leo starts kissing down his back.

“You named a fish after us and now you are naming me after a fish?” Finn starts to snicker but is cut off by the feeling of Leo licking over his entrance. His brows pinches together, his eyes close and he feels himself turn bright red.

“Hey” Logan kisses his cheek and nudges his cheek a bit with his nose, “Kiss me.” Finn doesn’t waste a second moving to have one hand holding him up by Logan's head and the other is gripping the back of his head with his fingers threaded into the long hair on Logan's neck. “Leo, you’re making him so red.” Logan mumbles on Finn’s lips.

Finn is losing himself in the feeling of Leo slowly opening himself up with his tongue, he knew this made his boys feel good but he didn’t expect it to make his legs shake. He has lost the ability to kiss Logan back because he is breathing so hard, burying his face in the crook of his neck. Every once in a while Finn feels Logan twitch and move under him.

Leo starts using his fingers alongside his tongue, Finn can’t help but rotate his hips in circles as the pleasure keeps flowing through his body. He feels like a soda bottle that hasn’t been opened, but has been shook. Everything was bubbling up and he felt like he was about to explode.

Leo pulls away when he feels Finn is ready. Looking at his boys, they both look blissed out. Leo notices one of Logan’s hands isn’t in sight, Finn is a complete mess. His hair is wild, his face is red, he is panting and looking more out of it than Leo has ever seen him.

“What do you want next?” Leo kisses up his back, nuzzling into the back of his neck and breathing in the smell that is strictly Finn.

“Leo, fuck me.”

“Yeah?”

“Can I get fucked too?” Logan is staring into Leo’s eyes with his pupils basically taking over his green eyes. Leo nods and leans over Finn’s shoulder to give Logan a quick kiss. Sitting back up, Finn follows his lead and sits up a few moments later. He gets handed the lube from where it is sitting next to Logan and covers his fingers. Logan grabs his hand and shakes his head.

“I already did it.” He smiles shyly at Finn who just blinks a few times.

“Loooogannnn! You know that’s like my favorite part!” Finn is pouting as he uses the lube on his hand to cover his cock. He is still mumbling his complaints as he starts to press in. He is already feeling everything more than normal, so his jaw goes slack and he pauses halfway. “Fucking Christ.” He leans down and presses his forehead to Logan’s as he pushes the rest of the way in. Their heavy breathing syncs up until Finn starts to pull out and push back in, just barely moving.

Leo is watching the whole thing, giving himself a few strokes to ease some pressure. He whispers the question to Finn who slows his thrusts to a stop. Leo slowly starts to press in and feels Finn suddenly tense up, Leo pauses and Finn lets out a noise that he knows like the back of his hand.

Finn just came. Logan moans loudly at the feeling of Finn cuming in him.

“Fuck! Finn~” Leo sees Logans hands grip Finn’s bareback digging his nails in.

“Leo- Please keep going.” Leo takes a deep breath to calm himself from just going to town on Finn. He pulls out and groans as Finn clenches around him. He presses his forehead to Finn’s sweaty back and listens to his plea to go deeper.

“Leo!” Logan calls out to him as his eyes start to roll back and his back arches, following Finn’s example from earlier and cumming between the two of them. Leo continues to fuck them as they moan his name, each others names, and grip one another as if they would lose them if they didn’t.

After finding the perfect rhythm, they all fall into a void of pleasure. Their bodies moving on their own, their voices becoming hoarse from moaning, lips raw from stolen kisses. Everything was perfectly balanced.

Logan suddenly breaks the atmosphere by falling off the edge again. He jerks himself through his orgasm and loses his voice as his vocal cords become taunt. Once the fog in his head dissipates he looks up at his boys.

“Can I watch you two?” The raspiness of his own voice catches him off guard, he clears his throat before Leo pulls out of Finn and Finn pulls out of Logan. Leo is holding Finn up as he has slumped back into Leo’s chest. They rearrange, Logan is laying on his side next to Finn who is lying on his back. Leo is between Finn’s legs and moves them so one is wrapped around his hip and the other is out to the side. With Logan wanting to still do something, he holds the leg that is out to the side and sits up to watch as Leo pushes back into Finn. His eyes wanted to watch where they met and Finn’s face at the same time.

Logan knows that Leo’s eyes when he is fucking is one of the most intense things he has ever seen, Finn tries to look Leo in the eyes but ends up turning his head to meet Logan’s.

Logan's eyes are soft and blown out, beautiful green, calming yet wild. Logan is just a walking oxymoron. He was everything. Finn looks back at Leo who is watching them look at each other. He hits Finn’s prostate just right and Finn cums again as he cups Leo’s face and stares into his eyes.

Leo swallows as he starts to slow down. Finn is still looking into his eyes, Leo kisses him passionately. Teeth and tongue are the main part of the kiss. Finn wraps his arms around Leo’s neck and his legs around his waist, pulling Leo in deeper to him. Leo gets the hint and keeps fucking him.

Finn holds on for dear life as he is fucked into the mattress. He is sensitive from earlier so it doesn’t take long to get him over the edge again. Leo is just about to cum when he pulls out as Finn’s limbs flop to the sides of him, hitting Logan on accident, Leo pulls out. Remembering that Finn doesn’t like the feeling of cum in him. So he jerks himself a few times before he cums all over Finn’s chest and stomach. Mixing with his own mess.

Logan being the impatient boy he is… Fully shoves Leo out of the way, placing two hands on his chest and shoving Leo out of the way. Not meaning to fully knock him off the bed but he does. Logan is between Finn’s legs and licks up his stomach and chest, right through the mess. Taking Finn by surprise he shoves his tongue down his throat.

Leo stands up, watching them making out with the mess and feeling himself start to get turned on again. They pull away and look at him, the softest and sleepiest smiles on their faces.

He loves them.

[tenmillionwhumperflies]

Cloudwalker Series Part 14

Bit O’ drama, bit O’ fluff. I hope you like this one. 

Warnings: There’s a bit of a fight in this one but no massive injuries. There’s the usual warning for owned/pet whumpees, and then Erix is back who’s whumped Dyan in the past (noncon) but there’s no scenes of that in this piece.

Master-list Here

Approx WC: 1500

Avizon tensed his jaw and clenched his fists. “Stay by my side, he can’t hurt you. Chin up, Dyan, you’re better than him. He can’t hurt you.”

Dyan whimpered but did so. Ihuka growled from the floor. “Tell Ihuka to keep an eye on him, to warn me if he approaches.” Dyan did so quickly. Then Avizon turned his back to Erix and continued buying tins and dry goods. He’d give him the chance to walk away, to resolve this. He wasn’t afraid to turn around and simply mumble a spell of protection to be sure.

He looked to the far side of the table and saw dreamcatchers. He looked down at Dyan and cleared his throat. “Pick one of these, for you.”

Dyan’s eyes grew wide. “Master?” “Go on, choose one. Perhaps they will help with your bad dreams. They are not made from cloudwalker feathers?” “No, your greatness, only game birds and the like,” the older stall owner said. “Good.” Dyan picked out one with brown and white feathers. It was a pretty thing. “Add that to my list.”

Ihuka jumped to his feet and Avizon turned around again. Erix was coming closer, walking closer rather than sending a ranged attack.

“Tread carefully,” Avizon warned. “You are not getting him, and you are not getting your diamonds. I know you tried to buy Dyan with my own money. Thief.” He looked back at the stall with the now sheepish young man for a moment and smirked before turning back. “Maybe you should get a beating too.”

Erix snarled, “You have no right! He’s my fucking bird!” Dyan whimpered and tried to back away but Avizon wouldn’t give him the leash space. “Aye, and you cut the rope. For that-” Avizon didn’t even hesitate when he swung a punch, catching him on the jaw. Dyan yelped and scrambled back since Avizon had dropped the ropes. 

Erix stumbled back in shock, power rose in his hands, making a few people scatter, and Dyan dragged Ihuka away, behind a stall. Erix threw a massive orb of energy at Avizon, and Dyan shrieked, but Avizon calmly raised his hand, and produced a larger orb of energy, it looked almost like liquid smoke, which engulfed the orb Erix sent. He then transformed the large orb into a snake like rope, which grabbed onto Erix and yanked him closer before he could break it. Avizon was inches away from Erix’s face.

“If you’re going to attack me, at least act capable of winning. Do not threaten, hurt, or even inconvenience my birds. You lost your rights to Dyan when you treated him like dirt. He is mine, unless you’d like to try again to fight me for him?” Erix snarled but lowered his head and Avizon smirked. “No, I thought not. I'm getting tired of seeing you glaring at me and stomping your feet when you’re too cowardly to start a fight worth finishing. Get out of my sight, while you can."

Erix grumbled, his face red with embarrassment. Avizon threw him away and let him land on his face on the dusty wooden floor. “This isn’t the end of this,” he glowered, but he backed away and left the barn, holding his jaw. Avizon moved his head to either side, making it crack. “You there, go and stand guard of my horse, I don’t trust that slug,” Avizon ordered. “Yes, your greatness.”

Avizon sighed and looked back at Ihuka and Dyan, who were still hiding behind a stall. Both of them looked terrified. “It’s alright, little birds. Come.” Dyan swallowed hard but picked up his and Ihuka’s leash, he inched closer and offered them back to him with shaking hands. Avizon praised him gently, taking the rope but holding his hands for a short moment. He massaged Dyan’s sore wrist for a moment. “Good bird. Trust me. You’re safe. Erix knows I am stronger, and I will protect you. Ihuka, up.” Ihuka stood and gave Dyan his slightly chewed root. Dyan took it from him nervously and began to chew the other side. He was surprised to see him calm faster.

Slowly the people returned to their stalls, which meant Avizon could return to purchasing supplies. He was passing a small stall but he felt resistance on Ihuka’s part. Avizon turned to see Ihuka had stopped, looking up sadly at the table. Avizon frowned when he was looking at small knitted cloudwalkers. “What?” He asked gently. Ihuka pointed sadly. “Ryuvek...” Avizon raised an eyebrow, no wonder his brother had been sold so quickly if he was a damned tawny.

“Well hello, there lovelies. What beautiful companions you have there,” the old woman smiled. Avizon looked at the old woman who seemed in her own merry world. She seemed familiar, from the castle he was sure. He studied the table, the clothes, the dresses, the blankets. Of course. She was the royal seamstress. “Emmy?”

She paused for a moment. “Yes, Lord Avizon?” “I did not realise you would be here.” It felt wrong to ask her how she fared. He was the one who had reduced her to this after all. “Your work is still as beautiful as ever...” He gestured to the doll Ihuka had seen. “I’ll take one. Come, Dyan, you may pick one thing as a reward.”

Dyan pursed his lips, “But… I’m not sure I deserve nice things? I didn’t do anything?” “And I say you did, so choose.”

Dyan peered around. He saw a blanket folded up in the corner, “Is that too much?...” The old woman gingerly handed it to him. It was incredibly soft, perhaps it would help both of his cloudwalkers when they were afraid. “I’ll take two of these, you can pick your colours.” Ihuka picked a dark blue one, and Dyan was unsure. Avizon asked the woman if she had more, which she did, and Avizon was able to find the colour he was looking for: turquoise. Dyan seemed to fall in love with it as soon as he saw it. “Thank you, master.”

“I recognise those coats,” Emmy said softly, “I made them myself.” “Yes, but I do not think Ihuka is overly fond of purple… Perhaps you would be interested in making them new clothes for me?” “It would make me most happy, sir, I admit I have missed making such fine clothes… May I take their measurements?”

He nodded, “Dyan, take your coat off little bird, let Emmy measure you. She won’t hurt you. Best behaviour now.”

Dyan nodded and took his coat off, giving it to Ihuka to hold. He behaved perfectly, letting Emmy measure him despite his clear nervousness and flinches.

“Will he be expected to put on weight?” Avizon looked at Dyan’s still thin torso, “Yes, til he’s healthy. I think looser clothes would be best, more coverage as well.” “Yes, that usually is the case with cloudwalkers… Poor Flutter used to despise the tight clothes. He was always getting into trouble for it.”

Next came Ihuka. Avizon kept close to him, keeping a hand on his chin just to be sure that he didn’t bite her. “I don’t suppose you know what happened to the royal pets?” Avizon asked, stroking Ihuka’s chin with his thumb. Emmy carried a sad look on her face, “I don’t think they weren’t anyone’s priority at the time. I did look, I was so fond of them, but I think one of the guards took them and sold them. Poor things, I hope they found a happier life.”

“Should you ever hear more, let me know,” Avizon said, “I’d even be tempted to buy them back.” “I will see what I can do, My Lord.”

Ihuka huffed out a breath as his arms started to ache. Avizon stroked his hair, "Steady now. Good bird.” “You gave them liquorice?” Emmy said in mild surprise. He guessed she smelled it on their breath. “Lord Avizon, you have changed.” There was something about being spoken to as if he was a normal man against that… warmed something inside him. He hadn’t realised how much he missed it until now. “Aye, he helped himself to some at the table so I bought more.”

“I thought I saw a commotion by Barnard’s stall, poor thing. Cloudwalkers adore liquorice root, they really can’t resist it. They eat it to keep their teeth clean, but it also gives them quite the giddy feeling. Some sellers give it to them to keep them calmer and happier.” “Interesting… I imagine Ihuka will need a crate of the stuff then. He can be quite the handful,” he remarked and she smiled. 

“I imagine it is hard on them to lose one world and be thrown into another. I wish more people cared for them.”

“I can agree with you there, they’ve begun to make me see they aren’t just animals… How much for everything?” “For you, only-” “No,” he said softly, “You do not have to charge less, you have your respect for me. In fact-” He passed one of the small pouches Erix had 'given' him. “Here. It is a shame there were not more like you.” He thought she was going to faint when she opened the bag. “Are you sure, my lord? I...” “Yes. Look after yourself, perhaps you could buy a cloudwalker of your own to help you and care for.”

He smiled and took his things. Perhaps these cloudwalkers really were changing things. “I’ll pick up the clothes on my next visit. Let’s go home, little birds.” He patted their hair and guided them back to the cart.

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“Hi there! I’m Ruby Rose.” She held out her hand towards Ilia, who stared dumbly at it before remembering her manners.”

“O-oh!” Taking the offered hand and giving what she hoped was an appropriate shake, she smiled at the pirate. “I’m Ilia.”

“Ilia, huh? Pretty name for a pretty girl.” She winked at the other woman, causing the faunus’s scales to turn a bright pink. “Big Puma said you’re looking for a new crew?” Trying to get her blush under control, Ilia gave Ruby a confused look. Ruby just laughed as she signalled for a drink. “That’s what we call Tukson. Just like how he calls me Red. We’re just a big ol’ family here. Aren’t we, big guy?”

Tukson grunted slightly, placing two large glasses in front of the pair, pouring in an amber drink as he shook his head. “Big old family of misfits is what we are.”

“Damn straight.” Ruby beamed in delight at Tukson, taking her glass as soon as it was full and taking a deep swig from it. Placing it back down on the counter, she frowned at the glass and looked at the man with what Ilia could only describe as puppy eyes. He let out a low sigh and refilled the glass, making sure to place a small umbrella in it. Ruby broke out into a huge grin of delight, that the Atlesian spy found incredibly cute.

“I...suppose that makes sense.” Picking up her own drink, she gave it an experimental sniff as she continued. “But yes, I am looking for a new crew. Somewhere I don’t have to hide what I am anymore.”

“Tired of that military life, then? Can’t say I blame you. I’ve heard some scary things about The Nevermore’s captain.” Ilia spluttered in surprise, choking on her drink. Ruby simply smiled as she watched, bemused with the evident shock as she held out a napkin for her.

Taking the offered cloth, Ilia attempted to pat dry where the drink had spilled on her clothes, giving the other woman a curious look. “How did you-”

“Did I know? It’s rather obvious really. Tukson said you want to escape the empire, which means you’re tired of their way of life or running from something. You’ve got that fancy Atlesian accent you only get from certain upper tier schools. You’ve just arrived on station, and the only Atlesian ship to dock today has been The Nevermore . Now, either you’re a very talented stowaway, or you’re a deserter. I’m placing money on deserter.” Ruby counted off each reason on her fingers, a small smile never leaving her face as she looked at Ilia. “Am I right?”

Ilia looked shocked, and briefly considered lying before nodding her head. “You….are correct. Winter Schnee is a better captain than most, especially for a Schnee.” The name near dripped with malice and hatred. Though it was largely an act to help sell her story, the hatred was something long buried within her and all too real. “But it’d be only a matter of time until I was reassigned again, and to someone far less forgiving of faunus crew members.”

Ruby nodded knowingly. “As I said, I can’t blame you for getting tired of being under the empire’s thumb. But if you join my crew, you won’t have to worry about ever being treated like that again. The Sanguine Dream doesn’t tolerate such sentiments. Much like here, we’re a family on my ship.”

Ilia, having just braved another drink of the surprisingly sweet and delightful alcohol, started to choke on it again at the name of the ship. “I-I’m sorry…did you say The Sanguine Dream !? You’re the infamous Crimson Rose?”

Ruby beamed in delight, offering a mock bow from her seat. “One and the same! Fastest ship in the Expanse.”

“You know….you’re the reason The Nevermore has even been assigned to this sector. They’re meant to be hunting you down.”

Ruby raised an eyebrow and that, then shrugged as she finished off her drink. “Well, if that’s true they’re headed in the wrong direction. They just jumped out of the system.” Getting up from her seat, she patted Ilia on the shoulder. “Finish your drink, it’s on me. And when you’re ready, head to docking station 72B. I’ve got some more business aboard the station to finish, but then I’ll take you to your new home.” Ilia nodded in conformation, and Ruby started to head off, calling to the station’s owner once more. “Hey, Big Puma! Get any more of those parts I requested in?”

“Go ask Mell. She got a new shipment in, might be that it includes what you're after.”

“Thanks, I’ll go check out her stall.” Ruby waved Tukson goodbye as she moved away, leaving Ilia alone as she vanished into the crowd. Weaving her way through the mass of people, the pirate captain did a mental checklist of all she had left to do. Recruiting a new crew member hadn’t been on the list, but was quite a pleasant surprise. She smiled briefly at thinking of the faunus, especially on how cute she was. “Hmm...I should probably call ahead.” Slipping in a comlink into her ear, she tapped it and waited for an indication it was on. “Ciel, you there?”

After a few seconds, a beep played in answer to her question, before the voice of her subordinate came in. “Yes Captain, I’m here. Are we almost ready to leave? We’re already behind schedule.”

“Soon, Ciel. Soon.” Ruby chuckled at the exasperated sigh from Ciel. “Just got a few more things to take care of.”

“Ma’am, with all due respect, what’s the point of bringing me along to keep you on schedule, if you never stick to the schedule?”

“Maybe it’s cause I like your company, or maybe it’s so you can loosen up and get to know your fellows better. It’s been five years Ciel, you don’t have to stick to the Empire’s strict time schedule.”

“I know Captain...but it gives me comfort being on schedule when away from the ship.”

Ruby paused midstep, tilting her head in thought, before resuming her path. “I never thought of it like that. I’ll try to do better in the future, but this was a special circumstance. We’re bringing a new family member aboard.”

“I see. What does she look like?”

“Brown hair, gray eyes. Super cute.”

Ciel sighed, and Ruby imagined she was shaking her head on the other side. “Anything else to go on, Captain? Something a little more identifiable?”

“Oh believe me when you see her you’ll agree she’s cute.” Laughing, Ruby paused to briefly examine a weapons stall, humming as she glanced over the various guns there. “Do you think Yang would like a new gun?”

“She already adores the custom one you made for her, now please focus.”

“Right, sorry. What else. Oh, she’s a faunus. Chameleon I think.”

“I’ll keep an eye out. Does she know to come here?”

“Yes, I told her to head to you when she’s ready. I may have forgotten to mention that you were there, so don’t scare her too much.”

“Of course, Captain. I’ll behave. How long until you return?”

“Shouldn’t be too long. I’m just checking in with Mell to see if any of the parts came in. See you soon.” Turning off her comlink, she looked up at the bright neon sign reading ‘Mellon and Berry’s Robotics’, though several letters were unlit due to age. Shaking her head with a smile, she entered into the built in workshop, calling out over the sound of power tools at work. “Still haven’t fixed the sign then, Mell?”

Sparks stopped flying as Mell put down her blow torch, looking at Ruby from behind her welding mask. “I’ll fix it when I need to. You can still find yer way easily enough.” Lifting up the mask to reveal her grease covered face she beamed at Ruby, wheeling her wheel-chair over to the captain. “What brings you to my neck of the woods today then, lass?”

“Big Puma said you might have some things for me.” Ruby smiled brightly at the auburn haired mechanic, bending over to give her a hug before looking at the chair. “Robotics on the fritz again?”

“Nah, Berry thinks she can make more improvements to them so she’s tinkering again. Aren’t ya Berry?”

“They can always be better! I demand the best for my wife!”

Mell gestured in the vague direction of the voice. “I woke up with her trying to tinker with them in the bed, despite the fact that they’re perfectly fine!” She near shouted the last words, but a fond smile never left her face. “Anyway, come over here Red. Let’s see what we got.”

“Good to see you Berry!” Ruby shouted into the adjacent workshop, receiving only a grunt of acknowledgement. Chuckling, she followed Mell over to where several large crates sat waiting.

Mell picked up a data-slate and started swiping through it with a hum. “Now let’s see...Tukson, Ivory, Orchid, Mason, Ah! Ruby.” Tapping on the name, she read through the invoice while nodding to herself. “Hmm, well we got a few of the parts you wanted, but not many. But we did get something else for you.” Tapping the data-slate a few more times, the crate started to float.

Looking at the crate, Ruby smiled at seeing the secondary data-slate lying on top. “Is that what I think it is?”

“Depends on what you think it is.”

“A list of ships that might be carrying the parts I’m after?”

“Then yes, it is what you think it is.”

“Mell, you’re the best!” Quickly glancing through the device, her smile grew wider. “Oh, this is perfect. Ciel will love going through this.” Beaming with delight, Ruby hugged Mell again. The mechanic chuckled lightly, returning the hug.

“Yeah, yeah I know I’m the best. Now go ahead and take your stuff and get out of here.”

Nodding, Ruby put the slate back on top of the crate and started to push it out of the shop. “I’m going, I’m going. See you next time Mell. Take care Berry!”

“Bye Red, good to see you!” Berry cried out, though never left her private workshop, causing Mell and Ruby to laugh.

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Ilia made her way through the station, weaving through the people in the crowded market as she tried to reach the elevator that would take her to the docking platforms. While she didn’t know what she expected, she didn’t think that a simple neutral station would be so populous. What astounded her the most was seeing people from all corners of the galaxy getting along. She had paused outside one bar where she saw Atlesian soldiers drinking and conversing with those from the Regime, surprise evident on her face. Outside of this station, they’d be mortal enemies, fighting and dying on the whims of people they had never met to protect their territory. Seeing them drink together, laugh together, had given Ilia something to ponder over as she walked.

So distracted by this line of thought was she, that she stopped paying attention to her surroundings and walked straight into a mountain of man. The force of their impact knocked her on her rear. “Oof!” blinking she looked up at the individual who slowly turned to look down at her. Feeling a spark of fear, she looked up at him in turn, eyes wide at the masked face that greeted her. Turning in full, he reached down towards her, arm tattooed and large, and offered her a hand.

“Are you ok, Madam?”

Blinking, Ilia gingerly took the offered hand with a sheepish smile. “Y-yeah. Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention.”

The giant helped her up, almost sending her flying with the strength behind the action as she stumbled to find her footing. “Nonsense, such things happen more often than you think, so there is no need to apologise. Now, is there anything I can do to assist you?”

“U-uh yes, actually. I’m trying to get down to docking station 72B. I’m not really sure which direction I’m meant to be going though?”

The man nodded, tapping the chin of his full face mask as he turned to look about. “Understandable, it is very easy to get turned around in the markets, but you are in luck.” He pointed to an elevator a short distance away. “That over there will transport you directly to Deck B, and from there it is a matter of simply following the signs to the correct station. If you get lost, one of the guards will be more than happy to find your way.”

Ilia nodded and opened her mouth to reply, but another voice cut her off. “Lieutenant! You’re needed at Dandelion’s. Another drunken brawl broke out.”

The lieutenant sighed, shaking his head as he rolled his shoulders. “Sorry madam, duty calls. I hope you find your way.”

“Oh, of course. Thank you, sir.” Ilia watched the man walk away, marvelling at the way the crowd of people parted before him, either out of respect or fear she could not tell. Probably a mix of both, she mused quietly as she went the direction shown to her. Stepping into the elevator, she soon found the button to take her where she needed, and waited as the machine moved. Readjusting the back on her shoulder, her foot tapped impatiently as the hum of machinery filled the air. It took several minutes, but soon the doors reopened before her, revealing that she had traded one busy area for another.

Stepping out onto the deck, she watched as several workers ran about in controlled chaos. Some were simply unloading cargo ships, directing the crates to the various service lifts that would take them through the trading station. Others were in the process of refueling shuttles that would soon be departing. Looking up, she found herself standing on platform 43B. A glance to her left showed the numbers descending, and ascending to the right. Nodding to herself, she took off in the direction she needed, keeping a careful eye on the platform numbers, and the people rushing around her. She didn’t want a repeat incident of running into someone, especially when this time there were fuel canisters and hanger controls that could accidentally be hit.

Twenty minutes later she finally found herself standing at platform 72B. It was far quieter than any of the other platforms she had come across, the red coloured shuttle having already been refuelled. Quickly glancing around, Ilia didn't see any sign of the pirate captain, and made her way towards the ship to wait. As she approached, the rear door to the shuttle hissed open, lowering as a semi-familiar face appeared. The woman walked out of the ship, still looking at her data-slate. "The ship's all ready to leave as soon as you get the cargo aboard and our new crew member arr-" She stopped as she finally looked up, eyes wide in recognition. "Operative Amitola!"

"Operative Soleil!" Both stood there, mouths agape, before pointing at one another and speaking in unison. "What are you doing here!!"

"I work for Captain Rose." Ciel stood a little straighter, pride emanating from her. "Why are you here, Amitola."

"I'm sorry, you're working for The Crimson Rose? All this time?" Ilia looked astounded. "We thought you had died…"

"I almost did… Ruby saved me after I was left behind by the Empire. I couldn't go back after what they did… so I joined her crew. But that still doesn't explain why you're here."

"Ah, I see you two already know each other! That saves on introductions." Both jumped at Ruby's sudden appearance. She smirked at the pair as she pushed the crate out of the service lift she had ridden in. "Ilia here is joining our family, just like I said."

Ciel sighed, shaking her head as she moved to help Ruby load the cargo. "You might have given me more to go on than just descriptions, Captain."

"Probably should have, but it worked out in the end. Come along Ilia!" Shaking her head, the Faunus Operative followed closely behind. "Got all your belongings with you?"

"Yes ma'am. At least, everything I could carry."

"Then make yourself comfortable. Time for us to head home. Oh, and Ciel, I got you a gift." The captain passed the data-slate over to Ciel, who instantly brightened up as she started to work her way through the information and decrypting it's secrets.

"Ah, wonderful. Thank you captain."

"Thank me by finding a good target. We still need a lot of parts for our little project. Now, Ilia. Come help me out in the cockpit." Nodding, Ilia once again followed behind Ruby and took a seat in the co-pilot's chair, helping her new captain go through the process of getting the ship ready for launch.

A short while later, the shuttle flew through the void and away from the station, carrying Ilia to her new home for the coming months.

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Vet Visit

...You guys wanted it, so here ya go.  In the Phoenix Enchantment AU, Angie (”Pele”) has been displaying some odd behavior, and Fidds and Ford decide it warrants a visit to the vet for both her and Stan (”Prometheus”).  No one is happy by the end of the day.

               “Are you sure this is a good idea?” Fiddleford asked, following Ford into the attic.  Ford set down the large pet carrier he’d just purchased.  At the small thump it made, Angie and Stan poked their heads up from their spot in the nest.

               “You were the one who was concerned about Pele being ill,” Ford pointed out.  He opened the pet carrier.  “Although, to be honest, we should have done this long ago.  Prometheus and Pele were injured when we found them.”  Angie and Stan looked at each other, confused.  “No harm no foul, I suppose.  At least we’re taking them in now.”

               “Taking us where?” Stan chirped.

               “If your suspicions are correct, Fiddleford, and Pele is preparing to lay, getting the both of them checked over by a licensed veterinarian will help ensure the brooding goes smoothly, and that the chick or chicks will be healthy.”

               “Did he just say somethin’ about you laying?  Like egg laying?” Stan asked Angie.  

               “Wha- don’t listen to him!  I think I’d know if I was goin’ to lay an egg, Stanley,” Angie burbled.  “Fidds is just bein’ cautious.  It’s in his nature.”

               “Yeah, and he also grew up on a farm. Seems like he can recognize that sorta stuff.”

               “I grew up on that same farm.  Relax, darlin’.  My behavior’s nothin’.  I’m just tired.”

               “…Okay.  I believe you.”  Stan blinked. “Wait, did Ford say he was takin’ us to the vet?”

               “The fastest way would be to simply pick them up,” Ford protested as Fiddleford placed a treat in the back of the pet carrier.  

               “That’s also the likeliest way fer us to get hurt.  Those talons and beaks ain’t fer openin’ letters, Stanford.” Fiddleford stood up again and glanced over at the nest.  “We don’t need to convince ‘em both to get in, anyways.  If one of ‘em gets in, the other one probably will, too.”

               “Prometheus tends to be more food-motivated,” Ford said slowly.

               “But Pele’s been cleanin’ her bowl out an awful lot lately,” Fiddleford said. “And if she gets in, Prometheus is sure to go after her, while she might stay behind if he goes in.  If only ‘cause she hasn’t been movin’ round much lately.”

               “Fidds, don’t bother,” Angie clucked.  “I ain’t really an animal, I- is that a peach slice?”  She hopped onto the edge of the nest, staring intently at the fruit in Fiddleford’s hand. He held it out towards her.

               “Come on, pretty hen,” Fiddleford said cajolingly.  “I know ya like these.  There’s even more in that there box.”  Angie glanced at the pet carrier.  

               “Don’t do it, Angie,” Stan hissed. Angie stepped back into the nest.

               “I ain’t yer pet, Fiddleford.  I can’t be bribed with fruit so easy.”  Fiddleford dropped his hand.

               “Shoot.”

               “I’ll get the gloves,” Ford said.  “We should have done it my way from the beginning.  It won’t make them happy, but it will get the job done.”  He headed back downstairs.  Angie looked at Stan.

               “No matter what, we’re goin’ to end up at the vet’s,” Angie burbled.  “If we cave in to this, it’s faster, no one gets hurt, and we get some food out of it.”  Stan sighed.

               “You’re right.  Those nerds ‘ll do whatever they can to get us ‘examined’. Let’s just do it the easy way,” Stan croaked.  Angie abruptly took off and landed in front of the pet carrier.  She looked expectantly at Fiddleford.

               “Give me that one first!” she crowed.  Fiddleford placed the peach slice at her feet.  Angie picked it up daintily with her beak, then casually walked into the carrier.  Stan groaned, but took off as well and followed her inside the crate. Fiddleford promptly closed the door.

               “Got ‘em!” Fiddleford said proudly.  “Time to take these magical birds to the vet.”

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               Fiddleford opened the pet carrier.  

               “Come on out, it’s okay,” Fiddleford said gently.  Stan reluctantly exited the carrier, more to reassure Angie than anything else.  On the ride over, Fiddleford and Ford had discussed in length what they were going to ask the vet, and most of it involved her.  Needless to say, she was even more uncomfortable about being “examined” than he was.  Stan climbed on top of the carrier and let out a low trill.  Angie poked her head out, her feathered crest rising in caution. “Pele, no need to be nervous. Everything’s fine, honey,” Fiddleford soothed.  Angie took a step outside the carrier.

               “What did you say they were?” the vet asked Ford.  

               “Show-quality breed golden eagles,” Ford answered.

               “Never seen one before,” the vet remarked.

               “They’re rather rare,” Fiddleford said.  “The larger one is the female, named Pele.  The one with all the pretty feathers is the male, Prometheus.”

               “And they’re a mated pair?”

               “Yes.”

               “All right,” the vet mumbled.  She looked up from her clipboard.  “So, any particular reason for visiting today?”

               “We think they could use a checkup, since it’s been a while,” Ford said. The vet nodded.  “And, um, Pele’s been displaying some odd behavior recently. Fiddleford thinks it might indicate she’ll lay an egg soon.”

               “What sort of behavior?” the vet asked.  

               “She’s been buildin’ up the nest a lot, and won’t leave it often,” Fiddleford answered.  “I’ve also seen her flying less and less, and eatin’ more ‘n usual.”  The vet nodded.

               “That could indicate she will have a brood.  Or she could simply be agitated for some reason, or ill.”

               “How can you tell the difference?  Barring waiting until an egg is laid, that is,” Ford asked.  

               “Bring Pele over here, and I can show you,” the vet said.  Angie’s eyes widened.  Before she could react in any other way, however, Fiddleford had picked her up and was carrying her over to the examination table.  Stan let out a distressed squawk.  

               “Angie!”

               “Her mate might try to intervene.  Put him back in the cage,” the vet instructed.  Ford abruptly grabbed Stan and stuffed him back in the pet carrier, narrowly avoiding a bite through the bars.  Stan squawked again.  Fiddleford set Angie down on the examination table.  The vet took a hold of her and placed her on her back.  Angie let out a screech.  

               “She don’t like this none,” Fiddleford said in a nervous tone.  

               “No, she wouldn’t,” the vet agreed.  “Anyways, one way to tell a female will lay an egg is that her vent, or cloaca, will dilate.”

               “Her vent being-” Ford started.

               “Right here,” the vet said.  Angie squawked in protest.  Stan threw himself against the bars of the carrier.

               “Lady, ask first!” Stan screeched.

               “Now, it doesn’t look dilated, but that doesn’t mean she won’t lay,” the vet continued, ignoring Stan.  “It could just be too soon for her body to prepare for the laying process.”

               “So this is something we can check ourselves, at home?” Ford asked.  

               “Yes.  And while she’s on the table, I can do the rest of the examination.”  Angie croaked, upset.  The vet stroked Angie’s head.  “Don’t worry, Pele, you’ll get a nice treat at the end, for behaving so well.”

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               Ford placed the pet carrier in the attic.  The moment he opened the door, Stan and Angie rocketed out.  Angie landed in the nest, glaring at Ford. Stan landed on the stand with the food dishes and grabbed a large walnut.  

               “Those treats the vet gave us weren’t nearly filling enough,” Stan chirped as he nibbled at his walnut.  “Kinda expected more after being humiliated like that.”  Normally, he would have been in the nest with Angie, trying to comfort her.  But, understandably, she wanted to be alone at the moment.

               “The second Ford gets close to me, he’s goin’ to regret askin’ ‘bout the egg thing,” Angie hissed.  Stan looked over.  Ford was approaching the nest.  

               Uh-oh.  Not a good idea, Sixer.  

               “Stanford, let ‘em be,” Fiddleford said in a tired voice. “They’ve been through a lot, and Pele especially is in a rotten mood.  Can’t really blame her.”

               “I want to try what the vet showed us,” Ford said.  He reached for Angie.  She bit down, hard.  Ford yelped and immediately retracted his hand.  He covered it with his other hand, attempting to staunch the flow of blood. “Pele!”

               “I warned ya,” Fiddleford muttered.  Angie hissed fiercely.  

               “That’s what ya get fer havin’ the vet violate me like that, and then tryin’ to do the exact same thing!  Back off, or I’ll get yer other hand, too!” Angie screeched.  Ford stared at her.  “I ain’t yer pet, Stanford Pines.  Or yer experiment.  Stop treatin’ me like it!”  Stan laughed.

               “Damn, Angie,” Stan crowed. Angie ruffled her feathers, trying to hide her pride.  

               “Very well, Pele, I- I’ll leave you alone,” Ford said.  He looked at his injured hand and winced.  “Fiddleford, I think we’ll have to take a trip to the emergency room.”  

               “Thought so.  That bite looked like one you’d need stitches fer.  Come on, let’s get goin’.”