I'm back, and now that I know there will be a sequel to Survivors, I'm not going to write a chapter story for that fandom. But I would like to make a one shot for my favorite pairing. You'd be surprised, though, it's a strange one. Hope you like the story. I don't own Survivors, Erin Hunter does. BTW, this takes place after The Storm of Dogs. My song suggestion is Daylight: by Maroon 5. It's PERFECT.

Moon's POV:

I sighed, sadly. These days off of pack duties were when I recounted my life. The pups were tussling with Storm, so I was unneeded, unwanted. My mate had loved me, but now he was dead. I was left with two pups, and no dog to father them. I was the peacemaking sort, but no dog seemed to need my help. It felt like no dog needed me since the pups had grown. Until I heard a cry.

"This is the third time this week you messed up the hunt!" screamed Snap.

"I was driving the rabbit towards you, but you were paying no attention to me! As usual!" howled Mickey.

"You were supposed to turn the rabbit towards Bella!" defended Snap, "You are such an empty headed mongrel!"

Mickey growled, "If we're bringing in empty headed mongrels, what about the time you ate before Lucky, I mean, Beta!?"

"I told you he was done eating!" snarled Snap, "Oh, by the way, that same hunt you were supposed to hunt with me, but you never showed up!"

"Is it a crime that I got tired of your constant nagging!?" shouted Mickey, "And it's not like you haven't missed a few patrols with me, but at least I'm decent enough to ignore it!"

"Well, we used to go on moonlit walks all the time, but now we never do, because you get so busy you forget about me! So maybe I wanted you to feel what it was like walk alone!"

"Maybe it would be better if I felt that way more often!" barked Mickey, "Because I'm tired of seeing you!"

"Fine!" snarled Snap.

"Fine!" growled Mickey.

Maybe my peacemaking skills would come in handy now. "You two should settle down." I said in and understanding but firm voice.

"It's not like that, Moon." said Snap, with a sigh, "I think Mickey and I need some...time apart."

"I couldn't agree more." grumbled Mickey.

"That's the first time you've agreed with me since The Storm of Dogs!" snarled Snap.

"Because you're never right about anything!" snapped Mickey.

"I see." barked Snap, "If that's how you want to be, you can just go have your little patrol walks with Moon."

"Well…" said Mickey, softly, "Maybe I will."

My heart skipped a beat. Finally, I wouldn't be making my rounds alone.

Snap trotted off, clearly keeping her word about leaving Mickey to do him.

"So…" I said, "I'm going to be out patrolling tonight, you wanna join?"

Mickey sighed. "Do you think I should apologize to her?"

"Well…" I said, "How'd the argument start?"

"Well," started Mickey, "We were out hunting rabbits with Bella, and I saw a nice, juicy one. It was the fattest rabbit. I wanted that rabbit. But, as you know, I'm no Sweet, I mean Alpha, and I couldn't catch up to the rabbit. So, I looked around to see who was nearby. There was Bella, but she already had a rabbit in her jaws. Then, I saw Snap. Snap hadn't successfully caught anything, and I didn't want Alpha to get mad at her, so I decided to let her kill this super-plump rabbit. I ran it her way, and barked at her to turn, but she couldn't hear me, and I was moving so fast I couldn't stop! I hurtled right into her, and the rabbit got away."

"That's it?" I asked.

"No." said Mickey, "We've been having little arguments for weeks. I think she's getting tired of me."

"Maybe a walk would make you feel better." I suggested, "Maybe it'd clear your head so you can make a decision."

"Yeah, you're probably right." said Mickey, "Shall we?"

"M-me?" I asked, "Yes! I mean, nobody's asked me to do something with them in forever! I mean, uh, I'd love to…"

Mickey smiled and I walked at his side.

We entered the forest, and started to talk. "So, what are the odds?" asked Mickey.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"The odds that two dogs of the same breed could be in one wild pack!" said Mickey.

I started to laugh. He was right, it was strange. "I just…" I started.

"You just what?" asked Mickey.

"Um...I'm a little tired. Could we stop on that rock?" I asked, carefully dodging the question, "I'll...uh...tell you up there. We'll have a good view of the river from there. We could...watch for packs trying to steal our water."

Mickey nodded, ducking his silky head. We jumped up onto the large rock, and I had to catch my breath. It was gorgeous! The rock sparkled in the sunset, the sun dipping low under the tree line. The beauty of the Red Leaf leaves were incredible. The sky was a mixture of pink and gold, and every rock in the river glittered. The babbling brook shone with fish of every color of the rainbow, and the brook itself reflected rainbows from light. The gentle spray of water hitting rocks bubbled up into a spectacular white foam, and the waterfall cascaded over the larger rocks in a magnificent display of color; A rainbow wall.

"Woah." I whispered.

"Woah." whispered Mickey.

"It's beautiful." I whispered.

"You're beautiful." said Mickey.

"What?" I asked.

"I-I mean…" said Mickey, "Y-your fur looks good in the sunlight...yeah."

I smiled gently. "Thank you." I whispered, gently touching his nose with mine.

Mickey was completely caught off guard by my act of kindness, and he nearly stumbled off the rock. "Whoa!" he cried.

I giggled as I helped him up. "Smooth." I said, softly.

"So…" said Mickey, embarrased, "W-what were you gonna tell me?"

"Oh." I said, the grin dropping from my muzzle. How to put this in the right way… "Um, I was just saying, you mentioned us being the same breed, and I was wondering...if that's why I felt such a close connection to you."

Mickey looked slightly stunned, "Y-you feel a connection to me?!"

"Is that weird?" I asked, suddenly concerned.

"No!" shouted Mickey, "I mean," said Mickey, talking in a quieter voice when he saw me flinch, "I feel the same way."

My eyes almost popped out of my head. "You do?!" I asked.

"Yeah." said Mickey, "In a way I don't feel for Snap. Maybe it does have to do with breed."

"You know," I said, "I don't think it's that anymore." At that moment, I leaned in and gave him a long lick, right up and over the muzzle, before burying my face in his scruff.

Mickey gasped, "Moon! I-I had no idea!"

"I didn't either." I whispered, "That is, until I was here with you."

"But what about Fiery?" asked Mickey. I was hoping not to be confronted with that question.

"...He's dead, Mickey." I whispered.

"But you loved him!" cried Mickey.

"Is it impossible to love another?" I asked.

"B-but…" said Mickey.

"If Fiery were alive, he'd want me to be happy." I said, "He wouldn't want me to waste away thinking of him. He'd want me to follow my heart."

"Y-you really feel that way?" asked Mickey, "You really feel that way about me?"

"Yes." I whispered, "I can feel it in my marrow."

"What should I tell Snap?" asked Mickey.

Oh yeah. Snap. Drat! "Well…" I said, "Do you still like her?"

Mickey gave a long pause, one in which I was holding my breath. "No." said Mickey, "Not anymore."

I smiled and released a breath. "That's a relief." I said, "This would be awkward if you still had feelings for her."

He nibbled my ear, and I rubbed my nose against his scruff. "But we hardly know each other." said Mickey, "Tell me about yourself."

"Oh!" I said, "What do you want to know?"

"What about your family?" asked Mickey, "Who were your parents?"

"Oh." I said, "My mother and father dogs were Alpha and Beta of another pack, along with my sister, Star. Actually, Snap, Mulch, and Whine all came from my pack. We were close…"

"Wait." said Mickey, "Before you continue, I really hope this doesn't wreck your friendship with Snap. I don't want to come between you and her."

"It's...fine." I said, "Shall I continue?"

"Please." said Mickey.

"Anyway," I continued, "I was supposed to be the mate of a dog known as Hunter, who was big, strong, and handsome. But he wasn't loyal. He only cared about himself, not his pack." Mickey looked stunned that a dog could break pack law, and I nodded sadly. "Anyway, there was a disease spread in my pack, and it killed my sister, then my mother, then my father, and Hunter ran away to save himself. But we had just joined with our current pack, and Fiery would come over and tend to me, when I eventually caught the sickness. He saved my life, and I loved him. Then...we had the pups." Suddenly, tears welled up in my eyes. "Oh, Mickey!" I cried, "I'm all alone! Fiery's dead! My pups have only me! I-I have no one!"

Mickey's POV;

"I have no one!" cried Moon.

"No." I said, softly. "You have me." I stared at Moon for a long time. She'd lost her parents, her sister, one of her pups, and now her mate. How could I have the nerve to think losing my Long-paw was such a big deal, when she had lost her whole family! "I promise I will never leave you." I said, the word spilling out of my mouth, each one true. "Even if the Long-paws come back, I won't go with them! I'll stay with you! I love you, Moon! I'll be the father your pups deserve! I'll be the mate you deserve! You deserve more than any dog on the Earth-dog! Any dog!"

Tears spilled down Moon's face at my kind words. "Mickey!" she begged, "Keep your promise! Never leave me! I love you so, so much!"

She cuddled closer to me, and nuzzled her head under mine. I rested my chin on her head, and pulled a paw in front of her underbelly, touching one of her paws. "I promise." I said.

Suddenly, Moon giggled.

"What is it, my dear?" I asked.

"I was just thinking," said Moon, "Wouldn't it be funny, that if we had pups in the wild, they'd be purebred. When does that happen?"

"Right now." I said.

Aww! That was fun to write! Yes, I really do ship these two. I'll give you my reasons in a moment. You should know I was introduced to the character Moon before Fiery, so I didn't know they were mates. So, when I heard of her, I immediately shipped her with Mickey. I still ship them, and had to write a Moonicky story. Here's my reasons for shipping them:

BOTH THEIR NAMES START WITH "M"! For Pete's sake!

THEY ARE THE SAME BREED! Seriously, the odds of that happening are low, but the author made it happen, and they should've been mates.

So, I hope you liked this story, and I hope it wasn't too weird for you! I might write another Moonicky one-shot, but for now, this is it. I will always ship them, even though I'm pretty sure it'll never happen. Hope I've done the Survivor's archives proud! ADD SOME STORIES, PEOPLE! THIS ARCHIVE IS SO SMALL! It's not right. It deserves more. I hope I convinced some of you to ship Moonicky! No hate, even if you ship Mickey and Snap/Moon and Fiery. Only nice

reviews, please! Bye!