… I can't believe this is being read *blush*

Garfield lazily sat in the ginger's hand until he was placed inside a tank.

"When are you going to tell your uncle? He is going to flip," said Rob as he poked the glass of the tank. Why did he look so familiar? And this place was high end. Was this a movie set? That would explain why these guys looked familiar. If they were famous then he really had some luck today. But could they be famous for something bad?

"Baywatch, Robin. Canary's calling for training. Is that a gecko?" she scoffed.

"Iguana Arty. It's an iguana. Not a gecko," said the ginger.

"Don't call me Arty," she growled. Garfield let out a small scaly smirk. He wanted interaction but he wasn't expecting entertainment to go with it. But the three soon left talking about uniforms. It was hard to hear through the glass. But once their footsteps were gone, he grew slightly. Now he was a gecko. Walking along the glass, he found his way to the exit and pressed up. Once he was able to slide his way out, he changed into his human side. He had never been anything for that long other than his human form.

"Garfield huh? Just like my mom and dad."

He looked around the room. It wasn't messy. It was actually fairly clean. Not that it would pass daddy-sir's inspection. But what caught his eye was the mirror on the desk. He would've thought that the mirror would've been in a girl's room. But the edges of it had clippings from different things. A Call of Duty ad, some physics equations, notes, and placed almost everywhere, were lightning bolts. Flash's lightning bolts. A fan is my owner. Hopefully he's not one of those crazies who try to stalk him. I really don't want to be following a person who thinks he can go as fast as the Flash.

Another thing, where was he? He needed to find an emergency escape. So far, two air vents. It would be easy for a small animal to get through. But it was also big enough for a normal sized person could effectively crawl. Definitely strange. Why would anyone need a vent that big? Oh wait. Movie set. Which probably means he's close to Central. This is a set. And he might be in a movie. Well that would be weird. But then again he'd be an iguana. Not an average kid. Or… a green skinned child. Looking in the mirror, he was completely reverted. He didn't look normal at all. Especially now since all he was wearing was a pair of black shorts that daddy-sir had specially designed for him. He frowned, his fang over his lip. He didn't gain back as much as he thought he did. He was still extremely lean. His hair did some real growing though. It was starting to go down his back. Just barely past the shoulders.

He placed his fingers on the mirror. It was cool yet comforting to touch. His eyes drooped slightly. It was too much like his mommy's mirror. The grandness, the notes, equations, ads. A warm prick came to his eyes. Big boys don't cry.

"Come on Rob. I can't help it I forgot my goggles… Yes! I do need them," yelled a voice. Cold sweat tricked down his spine. But as the door opened, he changed back into an iguana sitting in the middle of the floor.

"Hey. What the…? Rob, did you or Batman ever train an iguana to escape tanks?" he asked.

"Oh sure Wally, Batman and I trained your iguana to escape it's… How did it get out?" asked Rob. Wally picked up his scaly pet and placed him back in the tank.

"Dude. He's a freakin Bat-lizard," said Wally.

"Are you going to take him back?" asked Rob. Garfield looked up at the teens. His stomach filled with ice.

"No way. He's awesome. How many lizards can even escape from their tanks in less than ten minutes?"

"Trained or not?"

"Not joking man. I think he's awesome," he said leaving the room with a pair of orange goggles in hand. The ebony looked at him. As he left, he mumbled something to himself. But all he could make out were the words Martian and mind.

Sighing he curled up onto the warm rock in his home and began to fall asleep. Dreaming of the dancing children in the village he grew up in, back in Africa. Dreaming of the warm heat and the dryness. Of the trees and the savannah he travelled on with his parents. And the animals that would run alongside them. He was unaware of the moving of his tank. That he was going faster than most vehicles could ever go. But he would find out later. Right now he was more than content sleeping and dreaming of the warm African heat.

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