1 Author's Note~ Hey everyone Enjoy~
After the ducks, and Phil finished their meal WildWing proclaimed that Nosedive needed a nap. Nosedive did not react well to the wants of his brother. After running out of the restaurant screaming and then into the car screaming, he was now hiding underneath one of the seats. He couldn't be reached or anything so it was the perfect spot.
"NO NAP".
"Nosedive plea-", asked WildWing.
"NO", shrieked a high-pitched voice.
"Man that kid has lungs", snickered Duke.
"Come on Nosedive", said Canard, "What else will you do in the car?"
Nosedive hesitated.
"Stay here".
"Nosedive please come out", begged WildWing.
"NO", cried Nosedive.
"WildWing", said Duke who was now driving, "I can't start driving with the two of you standing up hovering over a seat."
"I don't care", cried Canard, "Just drive anyway, and maybe we will die or something."
"Canard", said WildWing.
"What", snapped Canard, "Anything is better than this."
WildWing rolled his eyes. "Dive please come out."
"Do I have to take a nap", questioned the four-year-old.
"Ye-"
"NO", cried Canard.
"You're lying", replied Nosedive.
"Why you little son of-"
"Okay that's enough", said Mallory, "We will get him out", she said pointing to herself and Tanya.
"Oh yeah", laughed WildWing, "How?"
"Like this", said Tanya. "Dive we got some lollipops, want some?"
"No nap!"
"See", said WildWing.
"Don't worry Nosedive, you don't have to take a nap when you have the pops. How's that sound?"
Nosedive poked his head out.
"Let me see the pops", said Nosedive.
"Your brother is pretty smart", commented Duke.
"No kidding", replied WildWing.
Tanya held up the prizes as Nosedive's eyes began to glitter.
"Okay fine", said Nosedive, "But get rid of WiyaWing and Nard".
"No problem", said Mallory, "You heard the man, move!"
So WildWing and Canard sat down, "I can't believe we're making deals with a toddler!"
"He's not technically a toddler", said Tanya as Nosedive climbed into her lap.
"Whatever", snapped Canard. "We're still making deals!"
"Now how are you going to get him to sleep", asked WildWing, "He needs a nap, trust me."
"Watch", said Mallory.
So they all watched for about thirty minutes while Nosedive consumed the lollipops. As he did Tanya slightly would bring his head, and neck back into a better sleeping positions. He had begun sitting up right on her, but now she was practically cradling him.
Eventually Nosedive shut his eyes unable to keep them open any longer.
Tanya smiled. "Mission accomplished."
"See", mocked Mallory.
Canard and WildWing sat with their jaws open. Finally Canard said something, "That's not fair."
~5:30~
It was raining, no pouring was more like it, and therefore the traffic was unbearable.
"Well forget a day of practice", said Phil, "I hope you ducks are prepared!"
"What do you mean forget a day of practice", cried Canard.
"We'll never make into the city by tonight. Guess we will be sleeping in the car."
"We can take shifts driving", said Mallory.
"What time will that get us by then", asked Grin.
"Maybe twelve at night", said Phil.
"Well it better than nothing", grunted Canard.
"Hey short stuff", said WildWing as his brother stirred in Tanya's arms. "Sleep well? You had a very long na- rest time."
"Uh-huh", yawned Nosedive.
Nosedive rubbed his eyes, as Tanya propped him up, he then saw his "fans".
"Hi!"
"Hey there Dive", everyone said or something similar to that greeting with there own nick-name for him.
Nosedive was still tired, and it was cozy in Tanya's arms.
"Dive", said WildWing gently, "You want to go back to sleep?"
"Uh-huh", said Nosedive shutting his eyes once more.
"What happened to all of that sugar", asked a frustrated Duke (courtesy of the traffic).
"Don't know", responded Tanya.
At the moment she didn't really care though what the scientific meaning of it all was. She enjoyed playing the role of mother. It was a nice feeling.
"I'm definitely having kids", she muttered to herself. "Definitely".
Fifteen minutes later Nosedive woke up. This time he sprung out of Tanya's hands and jumped onto the floor.
"Hiya" he giggled.
Mallory waved. Nosedive stood there for a moment debating what to do. He decided to drive. He walked over to Duke.
"Hi", he giggled.
"Hey there kid. Can I help ya?"
"Yes. Help me up."
"To where?"
"Nosedive, no", said WildWing. He knew exactly what his little brother intended.
"Why not"
"Not safe."
"So?"
"What's the problem", asked Duke, "What does he want to do?"
"Drive", said both the Flashblade brothers, one with more zeal than the other.
"Okay", said Duke.
"DUKE", cried Canard, "Are you out of your mind?"
"What", said a slightly embarrassed Duke, "It's traffic, what could happen?"
"Don't even say those words L'Orange", cried Mallory, "It was "What could happen" when Nosedive ordered blue paint; my hair was blue the next day. And then it was "What could happen" when Nosedive got his hands on a screwdriver, my door fell off the next day. Here's a recent one for you, "What could happen", when Nosedive decides to go play with other kids in the restaurant; he ends up punching the other kid out! Oh and here's my personal favorite, "What could happen" when we all go to the restaurant, this is with the sixteen-year-old Nosedive mind all of you; he eats chemicals and becomes a four-year-old!"
"Who me", inquired Nosedive.
"Yes you", said a playful Mallory.
"Hehe", giggled Nosedive.
"Okay fine", said Duke, "I won't say "what could happen" but can he WildWing please?"
"I don't know who the four-year-old is", said WildWing, "But fine."
"YES", cried both Duke, and Nosedive.
Nosedive ran over to Duke's welcoming arms. Duke picked Nosedive up and put him on his lap. Nosedive played with the steering wheel. It was okay since they were just sitting there, not moving, not even an inch.
Finally after a few minutes, Nosedive got bored. So he decided to torment his brother, and then when out of ideas, he would climb on Grin, and then back to Duke and driving. He stayed in this cycle for a while until Nosedive (along with the rest of the gang) started to get hungry for dinner.
"I could pull over at this diner", suggested Duke.
"Fine", said WildWing, "Anything as long as its not fast food."
"WildWing", Mallory said once again pointing at Nosedive.
"What", asked the clueless brother.
"It's raining", Mallory exclaimed, "You can't let him go out like that!"
"Oh right", said WildWing, "I'll put one of my clothes on because I'm taking that much time to dress him up in his own oversized clothes."
So WildWing threw a sweatshirt over Nosedive and headed for the restaurant.
After the ducks, and Phil finished their meal WildWing proclaimed that Nosedive needed a nap. Nosedive did not react well to the wants of his brother. After running out of the restaurant screaming and then into the car screaming, he was now hiding underneath one of the seats. He couldn't be reached or anything so it was the perfect spot.
"NO NAP".
"Nosedive plea-", asked WildWing.
"NO", shrieked a high-pitched voice.
"Man that kid has lungs", snickered Duke.
"Come on Nosedive", said Canard, "What else will you do in the car?"
Nosedive hesitated.
"Stay here".
"Nosedive please come out", begged WildWing.
"NO", cried Nosedive.
"WildWing", said Duke who was now driving, "I can't start driving with the two of you standing up hovering over a seat."
"I don't care", cried Canard, "Just drive anyway, and maybe we will die or something."
"Canard", said WildWing.
"What", snapped Canard, "Anything is better than this."
WildWing rolled his eyes. "Dive please come out."
"Do I have to take a nap", questioned the four-year-old.
"Ye-"
"NO", cried Canard.
"You're lying", replied Nosedive.
"Why you little son of-"
"Okay that's enough", said Mallory, "We will get him out", she said pointing to herself and Tanya.
"Oh yeah", laughed WildWing, "How?"
"Like this", said Tanya. "Dive we got some lollipops, want some?"
"No nap!"
"See", said WildWing.
"Don't worry Nosedive, you don't have to take a nap when you have the pops. How's that sound?"
Nosedive poked his head out.
"Let me see the pops", said Nosedive.
"Your brother is pretty smart", commented Duke.
"No kidding", replied WildWing.
Tanya held up the prizes as Nosedive's eyes began to glitter.
"Okay fine", said Nosedive, "But get rid of WiyaWing and Nard".
"No problem", said Mallory, "You heard the man, move!"
So WildWing and Canard sat down, "I can't believe we're making deals with a toddler!"
"He's not technically a toddler", said Tanya as Nosedive climbed into her lap.
"Whatever", snapped Canard. "We're still making deals!"
"Now how are you going to get him to sleep", asked WildWing, "He needs a nap, trust me."
"Watch", said Mallory.
So they all watched for about thirty minutes while Nosedive consumed the lollipops. As he did Tanya slightly would bring his head, and neck back into a better sleeping positions. He had begun sitting up right on her, but now she was practically cradling him.
Eventually Nosedive shut his eyes unable to keep them open any longer.
Tanya smiled. "Mission accomplished."
"See", mocked Mallory.
Canard and WildWing sat with their jaws open. Finally Canard said something, "That's not fair."
~5:30~
It was raining, no pouring was more like it, and therefore the traffic was unbearable.
"Well forget a day of practice", said Phil, "I hope you ducks are prepared!"
"What do you mean forget a day of practice", cried Canard.
"We'll never make into the city by tonight. Guess we will be sleeping in the car."
"We can take shifts driving", said Mallory.
"What time will that get us by then", asked Grin.
"Maybe twelve at night", said Phil.
"Well it better than nothing", grunted Canard.
"Hey short stuff", said WildWing as his brother stirred in Tanya's arms. "Sleep well? You had a very long na- rest time."
"Uh-huh", yawned Nosedive.
Nosedive rubbed his eyes, as Tanya propped him up, he then saw his "fans".
"Hi!"
"Hey there Dive", everyone said or something similar to that greeting with there own nick-name for him.
Nosedive was still tired, and it was cozy in Tanya's arms.
"Dive", said WildWing gently, "You want to go back to sleep?"
"Uh-huh", said Nosedive shutting his eyes once more.
"What happened to all of that sugar", asked a frustrated Duke (courtesy of the traffic).
"Don't know", responded Tanya.
At the moment she didn't really care though what the scientific meaning of it all was. She enjoyed playing the role of mother. It was a nice feeling.
"I'm definitely having kids", she muttered to herself. "Definitely".
Fifteen minutes later Nosedive woke up. This time he sprung out of Tanya's hands and jumped onto the floor.
"Hiya" he giggled.
Mallory waved. Nosedive stood there for a moment debating what to do. He decided to drive. He walked over to Duke.
"Hi", he giggled.
"Hey there kid. Can I help ya?"
"Yes. Help me up."
"To where?"
"Nosedive, no", said WildWing. He knew exactly what his little brother intended.
"Why not"
"Not safe."
"So?"
"What's the problem", asked Duke, "What does he want to do?"
"Drive", said both the Flashblade brothers, one with more zeal than the other.
"Okay", said Duke.
"DUKE", cried Canard, "Are you out of your mind?"
"What", said a slightly embarrassed Duke, "It's traffic, what could happen?"
"Don't even say those words L'Orange", cried Mallory, "It was "What could happen" when Nosedive ordered blue paint; my hair was blue the next day. And then it was "What could happen" when Nosedive got his hands on a screwdriver, my door fell off the next day. Here's a recent one for you, "What could happen", when Nosedive decides to go play with other kids in the restaurant; he ends up punching the other kid out! Oh and here's my personal favorite, "What could happen" when we all go to the restaurant, this is with the sixteen-year-old Nosedive mind all of you; he eats chemicals and becomes a four-year-old!"
"Who me", inquired Nosedive.
"Yes you", said a playful Mallory.
"Hehe", giggled Nosedive.
"Okay fine", said Duke, "I won't say "what could happen" but can he WildWing please?"
"I don't know who the four-year-old is", said WildWing, "But fine."
"YES", cried both Duke, and Nosedive.
Nosedive ran over to Duke's welcoming arms. Duke picked Nosedive up and put him on his lap. Nosedive played with the steering wheel. It was okay since they were just sitting there, not moving, not even an inch.
Finally after a few minutes, Nosedive got bored. So he decided to torment his brother, and then when out of ideas, he would climb on Grin, and then back to Duke and driving. He stayed in this cycle for a while until Nosedive (along with the rest of the gang) started to get hungry for dinner.
"I could pull over at this diner", suggested Duke.
"Fine", said WildWing, "Anything as long as its not fast food."
"WildWing", Mallory said once again pointing at Nosedive.
"What", asked the clueless brother.
"It's raining", Mallory exclaimed, "You can't let him go out like that!"
"Oh right", said WildWing, "I'll put one of my clothes on because I'm taking that much time to dress him up in his own oversized clothes."
So WildWing threw a sweatshirt over Nosedive and headed for the restaurant.