Monster Island
I went and told everyone my plan, and they all seemed to agree, including the humans.
Perfect.
Those annoying Crawlers are persistent. Haven't stopped at all. We're all getting weak from both exhaustion and the loss of our radiation. The only people who aren't getting affected by the Crawlers are the Mothras. They aren't radioactive; They're just ancient. They have been defending the island while we all try to gain enough strength. This truly is a dark time for us, but we'll (hopefully) make it. The humans have decided to aid us, too. They keep leaving out toxic waste for us, and they also have set up some tanks and shit. They aren't really effective in hurting the Crawlers, but they are good distractions for the little shits. Oh, and in other Divine Moth news, Mothra laid two eggs, and she trusted me, of all people, to keep them safe. I just hid them in the War Room. It's literally the only "safe spot" this island has to offer. I guess that's a plus.
During one of the many fights, Baragon and I were in the War Room. Just the two of us. Well, the eggs were there, too, but they don't count as actual people yet. So, it was really just the two of us. The first time we've been alone in a while. We were sitting real close together, doing the stupid thing we do, where he rests his head on my chest and hugs my side, and I'm sitting down petting his head. Y'know. Relationship mumbo-jumbo.
"I see what Mothra means now," he says.
"What?" I asked.
"How we kinda make a cute couple."
"Oh..."
"You have to admit it, Big G."
"...A little bit..."
"You know, this is probably gonna be one of the only times we'll get to just sit back and relax for a while."
"Yeah."
"..."
"What is it?"
"You never talk a lot, Big G. You're always like, 'Yeah,' 'What,' or just, 'uh-huh...' Why don't you talk more?"
"I'm not that much of a talker."
"Bullshit. You've talked a lot before. 'Specially during those announcements. You gotta talk more."
"F-fine. I will."
"Well, you better, Big G. You need to be more social, more open, more-"
That's when we both realized how close Baragon was to my face. I'll give you a hint: Very close.
We looked at each other in silence for a few seconds, and then...oh god...
He got closer. I got closer. Next thing we knew, we were rubbing our heads against each other's. For those who don't know, that's the giant monster version of what you call a kiss. We then rubbed against each other's necks, which is the equivalent of a passionate kiss. It was probably the warmest and greatest moment/feeling I ever experienced. It reminded me of when I do my atomic breath. The feeling of anticipation and a lot of energy, minus the scalding pain and the extreme heat.
The both of us were so caught up in the moment that we didn't see Mothra's mom come into the War Room. When we stopped and looked at each other like idiots in love, we heard her give a little 'ahem...' We looked at her in surprise, and she looked at us.
"I-I...I was just coming to, uh, check on you boys and the eggs, a-and...uh..er..."
The two of us felt a tad embarrassed, but all Momthra (yes, I really just did that) did was stand there in silence.
"uh...S-sorry to bother you guys," she mumbled as she hurried away.
We both looked at each other again and sighed a sigh of relief. Then we laughed.
I think I'm getting the hang of this relationship thing.