Updating now is kind of fun for me, only because a friend of mine who reads this freaks out when I actually do. For those who are waiting for Kurt/Blaine to finally just bite the bullet and kiss, that's coming up next chapter! For now, enjoy some Kurt yelling at Blaine for being stupid.
Of course seeing Kurt made me jump, which made me somehow fall, so now I was on the ground with Kurt standing over me.
"Kurt! Wha-what are you-"
"Oh yes. That seems to be a more important question at this point, especially when you just gave a dragon a fish!" Kurt looked furious at me, like I had murdered our entire village.
I suppose in a way, he sees me as doing just that.
"Kurt," I say getting up and putting my hands out towards him, "Please don't scare Nightingale, he's sensitive to people-"
"Oh you even gave it a NAME?" Kurt poked me in the chest, which caused me to fall back down again. "Oh this makes it SO much better!"
"Kurt please! Let me explain-"
"What's there to explain? You're pretty much keeping a dragon as a pet! A dragon which, may I remind you, takes our food and kills us!"
I sighed, "I know this looks bad, but please let me-"
"No. You cannot give me a good enough reason for wanting to keep this THING alive." With that, he turns and starts to run back to the village.
"Du-du-da, we're dead." I grab Nightingale and get him to take off in Kurt's direction.
With some reluctance from Kurt (The only way to get him to stop was to grab him from mid-air by his arm and put him in a tree) I finally got Kurt to get on Nightingale's back so I can fly him around. At first he screamed ("OH GOD BLAINE I SWEAR TO GOD I AM GOING TO FEED YOU TO A DRAGON."), then he started swearing, then he finally calmed down and was silent. He even wrapped his arms around my chest tighter (I was in heaven of course).
We flew for the rest of the day, and into some of the night.
"Alright Blaine, I have to admit, this is amazing." Kurt said, a little breathless, "Nightingale's amazing."
I sighed with relief.
"Blaine, do you think you could…I don't know, help me train my own?"
I almost crash Nightingale into the water, the question startled me so much. "W-w-what?"
Kurt sighed, "This is…amazing. I just want to be able to experience this for myself."
"Kurt…you can't just CATCH a dragon. Catching Nightingale was a fluke!"
"I just…I wish I could feel this free all the time."
I think back to his parents. His mother was killed in a dragon raid a long time ago, and his father…well he'd been at the raid too, but didn't notice. Actually, his father Bergfinn (we call him Burt) was with my father right now looking for the dragons.
"Kurt…I'm so sorry you feel trapped."
With no response from him, I sigh and land Nightingale in his little valley. We slide off of him, and he goes to his normal spot and plops down to sleep.
Kurt and I just stand there for a few minutes, not saying anything to each other. "Kurt." I finally say, "What if our parents don't come back this-"
"They will. My dad and your dad are tough. Really tough." Kurt says without any hesitation, although I can see it in his eyes. The thought of Kurt losing his father…
I can't imagine him having to go through that pain.
But before I can respond, Kurt punches me in the arm.
"OW!" I shout.
"That's for lying to me." He then pulls me into a huge hug.
"That's for…everything else." With that, he starts running back to his hut.
I turn to Nightingale, with a dopey grin on my face. Nightingale just rolls his eyes at me and closes his eyes.
"If you were like me, dude, you'd be excited to." Still smiling to myself, I start to skip (yeah skip) back.
I thought that showing Kurt what flying was like would make him nicer to me in the arena.
Apparently not.
"BLAINE!" Vermond shouts over David's taunting of me tripping (although he'd done the same thing not two minutes ago) and Rachel's rant about how she's 'rediscovered' her love for Finn ("Since Quinn's break up with our poor servant boy, he's been emotionally distraught and I realized that I had still felt things for him so I've kind of taken him under my wing-"). We were just training with our weapons today, learning how to handle them since some of us (ok me) don't use them that often.
Mike and Artie had chosen throwing an axe, Rachel and Kurt had picked the hammer, and David and I had picked spears.
Spears are the only thing I can lift ok?
Kurt, instead of defending me against David's taunts, or even just saying hello to me, ignored me the entire day. Even afterwords, when I went to grab him, he shook me off and left for his hut.
Sighing, I leave as well. Maybe a good flight with Nightingale will clear my head.
But on my way there, I see a black figure in the sky, soaring around, and it looked like-
Kurt had taken Nightingale. Kurt was riding Nightingale without me. Or the cheat sheet in my pocket.
