YAAY CRAPPY TITLE IS CRAPPY!

Warnings: Family fluff, some angst, a crazy pyromaniac for a medic, random fandom references, OCs, and some swearing (maybe…)

It had been a week, and the new chimera was still curled up in the cage he had been placed in after he had been created. Commander had left the door open in case he had decided to come out, but never once had he gone out.

"Come here," Commander said, holding a plate of food and a water bottle to the boy. "I bet you're hungry."

A little whimper came from the boy, but he gradually came closer and took the water first. He drank half of it before looking at the fluffy omelet on the plate. Commander took a fork and cut a piece from it, holding it out to the boy.

The boy was skinny, but well fed. Commander made sure of that. He was in only the same shorts he had been in when he was taken, still as ripped and bloodied as before. His wings had grown a bit dirty, and his tail was slightly grey.

The boy took a bite and had quickly devoured the whole omelet before slinking back to the back of his cage. Commander managed to touch his ankle at the least, earning a shudder from the boy.

"I think you need a name, don't you think so, Chimera 52-1?"

The boy shuddered at the title but nodded quietly.

"Hmm, Tora would be a good name, and so would Emile… maybe Tim? Or maybe-"

"Lucas…My name is Lucas."

Commander blinked at the boy, who simply shuddered and folded his wings tighter against his body.

"Nice name."

Lucas looked back at him over his shoulder.

"Thank you."

Commander grabbed the plate and left, going back to where a certain Pigmask had been annoying the heck out of everyone else as he cooked.

"Daisy."

The white haired man smiled, his green and purple eyes glittering evilly. He slid a pancake onto a plate and added a few strawberries on it before handing it to Isis, who had been waiting.

"Hiya, Commander!" he said, his voice high pitched. "Anythin' new?"

"Yes. Not like I'm telling you though."

"Aw…but I'm a green rank!"

"Doesn't matter."

The man sighed and handed a crepe to Leoandre. She smiled and went to go eat.

"So, how's Chimera 52-1?"

"Good. Still staying in the cage, for some reason."

"Ever tried, oh I dunno, maybe pulling him out while he slept?"

Commander's ears perked slightly and he stood a little taller than before. He turned to leave, taking a small omelet for himself.

"Thanks for the idea. I'll see what Leoandre thinks."

Leoandre had just finished off the last of her crepe as the Commander sat next to her. She smiled and licked her plate.

"Leoandre, I was just talking with Daisy-"

"And you need me to knock Chimera 52-1 out so you can get him out of the cage. Already have an idea, but there is a backup plan in case he wakes up."

"Um…"

"I'll place some tangerine oil next to the cage and let it go into the air. This is a great sedative and very calming. If he wakes up while you're trying to take him out, use this…" she said, handing him a purple cloth. "…And hold it to his mouth and nose. That'll knock him right out."

"Okay then… Sometimes the things you think up are interesting and sometimes terrifying to think of if you were the enemy."

"I know. That's why I love doing it."

He began eating as Leoandre left to set everything up. The omelet wasn't as good as he remembered his mom making them, but still good none the less.

'Thank the dragon that I don't have to fight her. That'd be an interesting battle.'

Isis smiled at him from across the room as she put up her plate.

"You must admit, she can scare the daylights out of any person."

"No kidding."

"Now, let's make sure she doesn't drown or anything like that and we might just live without being haunted for the rest of our lives."

"What."

"Nothing, nothing at all!"

Isis left without another word, leaving a very confused Commander to ponder what she had meant by that. He put up the plate, thanked Daisy, and went back to the room Lucas was in. the boy was asleep in his cage, his tail limp and his wings partially open. Commander laughed.

A burner sat next to the cage, a strong citrus scent coming from it. Next to it was Leoandre, who was staring at the flames from the candle.

"Burn my little one, burn," she whispered creepily. Commander dismissed this, since it was very common for her to do this. He walked over to the chimera and slowly dragged him out. A soft snore startled him, only for him to relax as the boy made this a bit more common. He was able to get Lucas out of the cage fairly quickly, picking him up bridal style.

Leoandre snickered quietly and watched them leave.

Commander went into his new room, which was decorated nicely. A soft bed was in the middle, the black cushions inviting and the fluffy pillows only adding to the soft appearance. He put the boy on there as he went towards the rather large closet. He pulled out a brown jacket with a woolly collar, blue pants, and a white tank top. He folded them carefully with his new mechanical arm, which could easily turn back into a cannon, and set them on his side table.

Lucas gave a rather loud snore, causing the Commander to jump at the sudden noise. He then gave a small laugh and poked the boy.

"GACK!"

Lucas sat up straight, his feathered wings flapping and lifting him up. He panicked and fell back down, causing a bit of laughter from the Commander.

'Geez,' Isis thought as she picked up on the laughter. 'He never laughed before. Must be having some memories coming back to him…'

OoO

"Is the memories gone?"

"Y-yes sir! Medic number 17 has erased the Lucas from the Masked Man's memories! Completely wiped off, sir!"

OoO

Lucas stared at the laughing Commander as the ginger sat down next to him.

"Oh man, that was pretty funny. I'm sorry for scaring you though."

Lucas blinked.

"Why don't we get you cleaned up and into something more comfortable?"

Lucas shook his head.

"Really? I thought you would like a bath after all you've been through. And you'd probably like something a bit more comfy to be in. Especially with your wings and tail."

"I'll do it m-myself, then."

Commander handed him the stack of clothes and pointed to a normal looking door on the opposite side of the entrance.

"Th-thank you."

Lucas quietly went in there, closing the door softly. Commander sat there, looking at the ceiling.

"Can I come in, sir?" a voice said from behind the entrance-door. "I have a suggestion for you."

"Come in, but only for a little while."

Isis came in, her red-violet locks falling in front of her eyes.

"What is it?"

"I was thinking about Chimera 52-1-"

"His name is Lucas now."

"My mistake, sorry. I was thinking about Lucas, and I think he should go through some training. I mean, you don't have to use my idea, but…"

"Hmm. You're right, I forgot about that."

"Start with his wings and flying, then go into weapons, emergency medical attention, and finally problem solving?"

"Isis, you can be a genius at times. Did you know that?"

"Yes, yes I did!" the girl said, giving a dramatic twirl and skipping out of the room.

Lucas came out of the bathroom then, his wings like snow once again and completely dressed. Commander gained a rakish grin at the thought of the trials ahead, making Lucas begin to back away slowly.

Well, that's over for the day, ima gonna go take a nap.

Rose- and I wasn't in it...

Shush, you don't have the Commander looking evilly at you.

Lucas- help me...