A/N: *sitting in the shower* *comes up with perfect plot, dialogue, the scenes and characters* *rushes to get phone to write* *forgets everything* *hours later remembers and has to write this*
Sometimes, things went wrong.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters - Disney/Pixar does.
Sometimes, no matter how hard Blade tried, things still went horribly wrong.
And this happened to be one of those times. The fire had been raging for hours, everyone was growing tired, muscles sore and lungs hurt. Dusty has started coughing a while ago, it had progressively been getting worse until his entire body was rocking with each violent cough. Dipper had just begun coughing, and over the radio, every once in a while he could hear Dynamite (and any other jumper if they were in range) coughing.
He sighed, looking back at the fire. It had grown far out of their control, now, and it was continuing to spread at a rapid rate. That's when he heard Dynamite's voice over the radio, loud and clear.
"Fall back! The fires on top of us, fall back!"
His head snapped below him, towards the jumpers. The fire was pretty much on top of them, and he groaned. It was time for his entire team to fall back, this fire was growing far to out of control, and before long someone was bound to get hurt.
"Alright everyone, pull back. This thing is swiftly outgrowing what we can do, let's go!"
No sooner had he said that, he heard Dynamite's panicked voice. For her, any panic was rare.
"Blade, Drip got cut off by the fire! I can't see him!"
Blade turned back towards the jumpers. He checked his retardant tank, only to find it was empty. He snorted, of course.
He circled around the jumpers once, looking down. He spotted Drip, looking around for an exit. Blade quickly looked around for one as well. Since he couldn't contact Drip, he'd have to go down himself and lead him out... if he did.
And then he saw it. It was small, almost engulfed in flames, but there was an opening. If he really hurried, he could get both of them out in one piece. And hopefully, without burns.
He looked for a spot to land, and swiftly did so. It was only a few feet away from Drip, but with all the smoke and fire, neither could see each other. They couldn't even find each other's scent through the amount of smoke.
Blade hurried forward to find him, keeping in mind which direction the exit was. He whipped around a burning tree, almost ramming in him, but instead came off his forelegs a bit, turning around but keeping his towards Drip. The younger colt saw him, and followed.
Both sprang forward, Blade keeping his head turned a bit to keep an eye on Drip for a moment, then focused it forward again.
A tree began cracking just as he had eyes on the exit. He slid to a stop, Drip quickly following behind. Blade's mouth dropped open and ears pricked at it as it fell to the ground - blocking their exit.
Blade snorted. Like hell he was gonna let them both die. He arched his neck, leaned back and once again lead Drip straight towards the fallen tree. It was a risk, but a risk he was willing to take.
Drip didn't question it, although one glance at the younger colt and he knew that he was terrified. He sighed, knowing full well he had a chance of not making it.
When they got within ten feet of it, he yelled over the roar of the fire. "Jump it, Drip!"
He collected himself, slowing up a bit to keep an eye on Drip, to make sure he made it over. Once he saw Drip take off, he tucked his forelegs as close to his chest as he could, arched his neck, and shoved off his hind legs. He hoped he gave himself enough lift to make it over the burning tree.
As he flew over it, he felt the flames lick at his stomach. He pinned his ears, bending his body and bared his teeth. He landed the same time Drip did, and both ran to his team.
Dynamite spotted them first, and rushed over to them, followed by the rest of her team.
Blade cut the almost reuinion short as he reared once again about halfway, swiveling on his hind legs. "We need to get to the lake, now!"
No one hesitated to run forward, Blade taking up the rear. He kept his ears pinned to his head, outstretching his neck and threatening to nip if anyone fell behind.
Dynamite led them through the burning forest, knowing exactly where the lake was and how to get there. It took a few minutes - which felt like an eternity for them, honestly - but when they got there the relief was almost tangible.
They all slowed down, Blade relaxed his posture. He forced them in the water a few feet, until they were up to their necks in water. And with that, Blade let out a sigh and let his head drop a couple inches, drinking deeply.
He lifted his head back up, water dripping from his muzzle. He turned his head back to the fire, now double the size of what it had been. The skies darkening from the smoke.
"Patch, come in."
"I read ya Blade."
"We need back up. The fire is far out of our capabilities."
"I'm calling for back up now."
"Thank you."
For what must've been the hundredth time that day, he sighed. His home was on fire, more than they could handle on their own, Drip almost got killed (and so did he, but that didn't matter as much as his team did), and they had no way of getting back to base.
But, he did get the jumpers to safety, back up was on the way, and the rest of his team was safe - all of his team were unharmed. It was the best way to end the day, but it definitely wasn't the worst.
Although, he'd probably get a good talking to from Maru when he got back about jumping over a burning tree.
A/N: There we go. All done with dis. Hope you enjoyed.
I kNoW NOT why I wrote this other than I wanted Blade rescuing someone.
