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Wildwing turned at the sound of the door opening and was greeted by a rather miserable looking duckling. The newest acquisition to the team stood in the doorway with one of those colorfully striped blankets Phil had given them upon arrival wrapped around herself, bleary eyes wandering across the recreation room. Her gaze finally landed on him and she took a tentative step into the room.

"Duke?" she barely peeped.

"Not in his room?" he offered.

The girl shook her head as she approached the long couch stretched out in front of the television. She didn't bother to look up to see what he was watching as she took hold of one of the throw pillows, propping it up against the drake's side, and snuggled into it.

Wildwing sat up surprised as the girl made herself comfortable at his side and relaxed once she was finally settled. He eyed the top of her head briefly before smiling to himself, a vision of his sick little brother coming to mind. "Feeling better?" he asked patting her head gingerly.

Audrey nodded softly. Whatever it was that made them sick after first arriving on Earth didn't seem to be contagious among them and Wildwing thanked the heavens that it wasn't something that humans could pick up either.

Audrey remained motionless at the drake's side, her breathing soft and even. For a moment, Wildwing believed she had fallen asleep on him until her quiet voice startled him. "Is this a sport?"

"Yup," he supplied. He couldn't recall what it was called, but it was akin to Mallory's hand-to-hand combat training. "It's a form of self-defense. Mallory is actually attending classes to learn Earth's version of it. She's really good at it."

The announcer's voice filled the room, giving the audience a play by play of the event. A long stretch of silence between the pair followed and Wildwing's mind recalled something. "Actually, you're pretty good, yourself," he complemented. "Did Duke teach you to move like that?"

"I'm not good at all," she huffed, a hint of amusement in her voice. "I can't hold my own at all, I'm tiny, and have no weight to throw around."

"You took down Nosedive and kept Mallory and me on our toes. You're good," he pointed out recalling their first encounter with the girl.

Audrey chuckled lightly. "No. I startled you and took advantage of it. But once you got over your initial shock, you were able to take me down easily." She paused, shuffling under the blanket and pulling out one of her daggers for him to see. "You didn't expect a little duckling to be throwing knives at you. More importantly, you hesitated to fighting back. I'm guessing you thought it was wrong to hit a little kid, and I totally took advantage of that hesitation."

Wildwing stared at the sharp object in the girl's hand. It was unsettling knowing that she carried those things around on her, but he was even more unnerved knowing the deadly accuracy she could use them with. "Yeah…" he thought back to the little scuffle on the Raptor. He recalled feeling guilty when he finally did counter her attacks. Actually, he still felt bad for doing that. Who could ever feel good about beating up a little kid!? "You still gave Mallory and Nosedive a good run around," he muttered thoughtfully.

"Nope," she giggled once more. "I attacked them from behind, surprising them. Once I was out in the open, the angry hen didn't break a sweat to put me in my place. She doesn't mess around," she rubbed her shoulder, thinking back to how roughly she had been thrown by Mallory back then.

Wildwing looked down at the chocolate hair cradled into his side, realization settling in. Grin was right. She was manipulative. He couldn't quite decide whether it was a good or bad thing that she knew it and used that deceitfulness to her advantage.

The door to the recreation room opened once more and Wildwing hung his head over the back of the seat to see who had joined them. His little brother came rushing straight towards the couch with a large bowl of popcorn in one hand and a soda in the other.

"Dude!" Nosedive hopped over the backside of the couch, landing next to his brother. "You replacing me or something?" he pointed at Audrey.

"Yup," Wildwing didn't miss a beat. "She's cutter and way quitter," he teased, snickering at his brother's pouty face.

"Please! You can't ever replace the awesomeness that is the Great Divester!" the blond took in a handful of popcorn, quickly recovering from feigned hurt.

"I can try," Wildwing fished the soda out of his brother's hand.

"Harsh," Audrey added, a wide grin on her face.

Nosedive reached over, mussing the girl's hair. "I'm not worried, Ducky. He'll eventually forget you and come crawling back to me. I'm just too adorable to not want as a baby bro."

The three continued their playful banter before finally settling in as the show returned from commercials.

~ * End * ~


A/N: I've no idea what I'm doing anymore. But I think that's okay.

Also, for any of you who are curious, Audrey is my OC whose story you can read in The Setup.