Basic Disclaimer: I don't own any part of the Mighty Ducks Animated Series.

Nosedive heaved the door open and was greeted by stifling air and intense sunlight. He reconsidered his plan to hide away from the rest of the team up on the roof. But, maybe he could find a nice place on the other side of the slanted roof top to take a seat.

The young drake stepped out, letting the door close behind him. He stared at it as it clanged shut, clenching onto the bag of chips in his hand uncertainly. Why was it so heavy and thick? Did they put that there earlier that year?

He huffed angrily. Who cared? Certainly not him. It wasn't his problem.

Nosedive began walking alongside the raised center, letting his hand slide along the rough exterior wall, and his mind wandered back to the fight that lead him to hideout on the roof.

Mallory was really pissed this time. He felt like she had been seconds from taking him down and beating him to a bloody pulp. Duke rushed in to help when he heard the commotion and nearly got nailed himself. Worse, Wildwing didn't take his side!

Nope. Stupid Wildwing ruffled up slowly while he listened to the two explain their side and continue bickering before finally snapping. He'd smacked Nosedive on the back of the head and then yelled at him! His own brother yelled at him!

The young drake finally made it to the other side of the raised center and sat down on the metal paneling they had installed earlier that year.

"Hot!" He shot back up to his feet. "Why's it hot on this side?" His question drifted away on the wind. Looking at the long row of paneling, he was about a foot into the shaded area. Maybe he needed to go further into the shade to keep from burning his tailfeathers off.

He moved along to the midway point of the roof and was thankfully able to take a seat. He grumbled at how uncomfortable this actually was and began regretting the choice. At least he had his junk food.

Nosedive squeezed the bottom of the bag, popping the chips open. He dug in, stuffing his beak with a handful of junk food. Again, he began thinking back to the fight and its aftermath when a seagull decided to land not to far from him. He glared at it rather surprised while watching it timidly approach. The Pond was at least an hour's drive from the beach, what was this bird doing so far inland?

The bird squaked at him, watching his hand movements carefully. It couldn't talk like he did, but he guessed it wanted to share in the chips' tastiness. Nosedive flicked a chip at the bird and watched it race for the small prize. He couldn't help but smile at the bird's antics. Once it was done with the morsel, it again begged for more food.

"You're pretty greedy, dude," Nosedive tossed another piece, this time letting it fall much closer to himself.

The seagull edged closer wearily, making sure to keep a careful eye on the alien. Out of nowhere, a second seagull came swooping down. With the most awkward of landings, the second bird snatched up and devoured the chip. The first one raced after the second, wings spread and vocalizing it's anger.

Nosedive's smile spread. They acted much like the knils back home, begging for scraps and fighting amongst themselves for whatever was offered to them. He tossed some more chips out and was surprised to see more seagulls land, each adding to the chaotic fighting.

"Uh-oh," Nosedive looked down at the empty bag in his lap. "Sorry dudes," he declared, shaking the bag upside down.

The flock of seagulls looked up at him curiously, a few of them moving closer. One of them was brave enough to snatch the empty bag from his hand, retreating quickly. The gathered crowd mobbed their comrade, each trying to desperately catch a nibble. When they realized that there was nothing more to be had, all heads turned to look at Nosedive.

Nosedive flinched, unnerved by all those beady, little eyes. "We ate it all," he lifted his hands to show that he had nothing more to offer. One seagull came up to him, pecking at the sole of his shoe.

"Dude, I ain't got any more," he gave a small kick, causing the bird to fall back.

Another brave seagull came within reach, managing to get a hold of a feather on his arm, plucking it out as it retreated.

"Hey!" Nosedive got to his feet. "That freakin' hurt!" he rubbed his stinging arm.

The seagulls gathered bravely around him and the young drake found himself with his back against the wall.

"Umm," he cleared his throat. A few seagulls approached him, reaching out and pecking at his lower extremities. Nosedive fumbled to the side, feeling the tugs on his pants. Once he was clear of the small gathering, he took off running for the door. He chanced a glance back, expecting to see the birds running far behind him on their tiny little legs. Instead, the young duck picked up his pace as the flock flapped around his head, their shrill cries growing louder.

"Go away!" Nosedive flailed, trying to protect himself. A few birds happened to catch hold of some golden hair, tugging and whipping at his face as they hovered over him. "Ahh!" Nosedive felt another rip out a few feathers from his waving arm.

The access door came into view and a wave of relief washed over him. The feeling quickly disappeared when he discovered there was no handle on the outside.

"What the hell!?" he banged on the heavy steel, the birds still swarming and squealing around him.

"Why?!" Nosedive hollered, crouching away and trying to protect his head.

"Dive?" Wildwing's voice came from the right.

"HELP!" the younger sibling yelped from the floor.

Wildwing rushed to his brother's side, activating his ice shield. The birds that scattered as he advanced quickly regained their confidence and swooped down once more on the white duck. They fortunately didn't understand the concept of a shield, giving the two brothers an opening to head back inside.

Nosedive lunged into the building, taking a hold of the railing and steadying himself. "This planet is messed up!" he hissed, picking feathers that weren't his out of his hair.

"What happened?" Wildwing asked as he locked the door.

"Crazy birds just attacked me!"

"Why were you even up here, anyways?"

Nosedive pouted, still upset with his brother. "I didn't want to be anywhere near you," he answered flatly.

"So you came to the roof?" Wildwing looked unimpressed with the younger drake's train of thought.

"Yeah. Yeah. I know. It was a stupid idea. I could have fallen off and broken every bone in my little body and died and who cares!" Nosedive threw his arms up, gesticulating wildly with every word.

Wildwing didn't immediately responded. He looked his brother over with great care. "I do."

"Pfff!" Nosedive crossed his arms. "You totally took Mallory's side. You're supposed to have my back! Some big brother you are!"

"Don't confuse family ties for blind loyalty," Wildwing smirked, walking past his brother and towards the open stairwell while smoothing his hair back. "Mallory had every right to beat you up and I should have let her."

"Then why didn't you?" Nosedive challenged, following a few steps behind.

"I'm the only one who gets to beat you up because you're my brother," Wildwing shrugged, a playful tone to his voice. "What kind of a brother would I be if I let just anyone pick on you?" he half turned to see his reaction.

"You're messed up!" Nosedive shoved him playfully as he bounded past the white drake. He got an equally playful, evil chuckle out of his brother. But it was true. Wildwing always had his back. He had always been there for him, even when he hadn't asked for help.

"How'd you know I was up there?" Nosedive turned to look up at his brother.

"I saw you heading up," Wildwing continued the slow trek down, heavy feet sounding on the metal stairs and a knowing smile creeping onto his face. Nosedive just looked at him confused. "You never listen," the older sibling shook his head. "Remember, we build that door to not have a handle on the outside. We all talked about it. But you probably weren't paying attention. So I followed because you're an idiot."

"Wow. Thanks a bunch!" the yellow bird replied. "I'll remember this later!"

Wildwing shrugged uncaringly, a smile tugging on the corner of his bill. "As it is, I'm the only thing standing between you and Mallory. You want to take your chances with her, go ahead."

"Great Mother of Ducks!" Nosedive fained annoyance, reaching the final landing leading up to the roof access. "You'd think I couldn't live without you, or something!"

"I know you can't, baby bro," Wildwing stepped past him, ruffling his hair in good humor. "Also, next time those birds pick on you, you're on your own. You need to learn to stand up for yourself. I'm not always gonna be there for you!" he teased.

Nosedive laughed. "Yes, mama!" he raced across the catwalk towards the elevator and waited for his brother.

~ * End * ~

A/N: I think I might have picked up a reader or two. WELCOME TO THE MADNESS!

Also, older siblings are jerks... I know because I am the eldest.