DISCLAIMER: I do not own ThunderCats. I also want to thank Mariehuntress for the idea of my OC. Thank you.

After the extremely drawn out visit it the dessert, we moved on to the next challenge.

"What? You couldn't find any other wilderness to clomp around in?" I questioned while slashing my knives at the palm leaves that Lion-O's sword missed.

"Well we could have turned left and swam three miles in a Crocodile infested lake. Your choice." King Boy was really piss-y this morning when I mentioned he talked in his sleep. He mentioned a name and when I questioned him about it, he closed up and was all concerned about leaving.

The only sounds around us was the chirping of birds and tussling of leaves along with the occasional slash of Sword of Omens. I started staring holes in the back of his head till he spun around had yelled at me for it.

"Will you just quit?" I wanted some kind of reaction, but expected him to just turn around and stare back. Not yell at me.

The shock must have shown on my face because he took a step closer to me and I instinctually stepped back.

"I'm sorry ok? Cheetara is a...complicated subject..." His head drooped and I wanted to comfort him but let's face it, the best I could do was awkwardly pat his back. He just breathed in then out before continuing on.

"So..." He seemed to see where this was heading.

"If we set up camp I'll tell you ok?" I perked up like a puppy and put up a tent and started a fire so fast the Cub Scouts* would be proud.

Lion-O sat down and looked into the fire.

"She was a girl I had a crush on. My brother, who seems to be better at everything, liked her too. We had a little brotherly rivalry, but I just thought it didn't mean anything. After I found the first stone I found them kissing." He flinched. "I ended up following a stupid command and..." A humorless smile marked his face while he laughter was hallow. "I got myself killed."

"I had a crush once, then he kissed me and I punched him." I got a real smile outta him.

"That does sound like you..." He got up and made his way to the tent.

I had miscalculated the two of us together in one tent, and to make matters worse, it started to rain so the prospect of making another was out.

I was practically laying on him. He was laying on his back and I was more than halfly on top of him (Did that make sense?).

The rain lulled me to sleep along with the steady beat of Lion-O's heart and his abnormal warmth. My eyes closed.

*Lets pretend they had Cub Scouts. See the pun? (Cub)

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