Author's Note ~ The following events that will occur in this story are
based on reality. Many times these events occur in these types of
situations. So please note that this is not just a story but reality, so
the next time someone comes asking you to donate some money for a child
abuse fund, empty out your pockets. And giving five to ten dollars doesn't
cut it, I'm sorry unless that's all you can afford. If you have money than
forget that new dress and spend the money on something worthwhile. You'll
end up thanking yourself and when you need a little cash you'll be
surprised on who ends up out of nowhere giving a helping hand. What goes
around comes around, and this counts for positive things too!
It was around two o clock in the afternoon. Nosedive was exploring his new town, alone. WildWing knew many of the kids in the apartment and asked them to tour Nosedive around. So far they had done a wonderful job doing that and Nosedive and the boys had started a wonderful relationship. However they had to leave for a hockey game, leaving Nosedive alone. Nosedive wandered the streets searching for something entertaining when he heard a call. The call he heard gave him a blood-curdling chill down his spine. He turned around and saw his father.
~**~*~**~
"Hey Wing", said Canard, "So how are we planning on spending our Saturday?"
"We?"
"Well not just us, but the kid, where is he anyway?"
"Well for your information the kid is out with friends?"
"Really? That's great!"
"Yup! I asked some of the neighborhood kids to show him around, and they said yes!"
"I wonder why, you only give them free passes to some of the coolest work- out equipment on the planet at our job!"
"Well nonetheless they are showing Nosedive around."
"Did Nosedive want to do this?"
"Nosedive didn't have a choice. I practically shoved him out the door."
"You think he'll be okay?"
"Yes. He's my brother and he'll bounce back, but if I let him to continue to live in this word of fear than he'll never get out of it, now will he?"
"Guess not. Well good for you Wing, and good for Dive. Kinda feel bad for him though."
"Why?"
"All by himself in a new surrounding, with people he doesn't even know, just got beat by his parents, and-"
"Are you trying to make me feel bad?"
"Sorry."
"Anyway I was thinking maybe a movie tonight, all of us. Sound good to you?"
"I was thinking along the lines of eating out."
"Ah that sounds better. Let's do that."
"Okay so what shall it be?"
"Well let me guess, you want seafood, Nosedive wants greasy food, and I want real food, so-"
"Seafood is real food!"
"Canard, I'm sorry but if it has over two legs than it no longer counts as real."
Canard rolled his eyes.
"Oh shoot", cried WildWing, "I'm going to be late, I have to go pick up Nosedive!"
~**~*~**~
"L'Orange", said Buckley, "We have to search the local center next."
"Ah man", sighed L'Orange, "But there's never any action there!"
"Duke, I'm glad when there isn't any action, I would love a day of just snoozing."
The two cops sat in their police car as they strolled into town.
~**~*~**~
"D-dad", stuttered Nosedive.
"Did you really think you could runaway from me and get away with it?"
"B-but I-"
"But I don't to hear it!"
The two of them stood in the local center as the father walked up to his son, who was shaking.
"You little monster", cried his father, "How dare you try to get away from us!"
"U-us?"
"Yes us!"
As if on cue the mother stepped out of the car.
"You find him", called Mrs. Flashblade.
"Yup", said Mr. Flashblade, "Right here."
"Hey Dive", cried WildWing, "There you are!"
Than WildWing saw his father, as his eyes bulged.
"Oh look", mocked Mrs. Flashblade from the car, "It's our other son, the hero."
"Leave us alone", said WildWing defiantly, "We don't want any trouble, Nosedive let's go."
"Oh I don't think so", replied his father pulling a knife out.
"You see", cried Mrs. Flashblade, "This is our son, not yours WildWing, get some girl pregnant and get your own kid, but this one is ours. You can't defend him forever, and now it's punishment time for him!"
"Leave my brother alone, you're not getting him", cried WildWing putting Nosedive behind him.
"Oh I beg to differ", snapped Mr. Flashblade.
"Well you'll have to get through me first", replied WildWing.
"Fine", snickered his father, "That can easily be arranged."
The father slashed WildWing in the chest. WildWing fell down to the ground.
Mr. Flashblade grabbed Nosedive's arm. "Let's go", he said sternly.
"NO!" Nosedive screamed and ran out of his father's grip. He screamed and ran.
"NOSEDIVE", called his father, "GET BACK HERE!"
Nosedive ran straight into the traffic. But Nosedive didn't care he kept running and running and running. What he didn't notice was the fact that one of the cars that slammed on their brakes was a cop car.
~**~*~**~
"What in the world was that", asked Buckley. "Let's get out and find out. Get your gun ready."
"Hey wait I know that kid!"
"What?"
"That's Nosedive! Stars, the kid looks like crap!"
~**~*~**~
"Get him", cried Mrs. Flashblade from behind, "That's our son making us look like idiots!"
The father pursued his son into the street. Nosedive ran as fast as he could despite his physical state. Nosedive kept running in fear and in more fear.
By now everyone was watching the chase, and the traffic that it had caused. They all stood on the sidewalk watching the events taking place. The sickening part is that they did nothing, but watched for their own sick amusement.
~**~*~**~
"Call for help", said Buckley, "I'm going to go out there, there's a grown adult chasing a kid, I think that's enough of a reason to pull out a gun don't you think?"
"Sure. I'll call in now, and please be gentle with the kid, he's been through a lot."
"Sure no problem buddy."
"Thanks."
Buckley left the car with his gun ready.
"Put your hands up", cried Buckley, "Get away from the kid."
The father stopped. Nosedive turned around so quickly at the sound of a police officer he tripped over his own two feet. He began to shake violently on the ground.
~Meanwhile~
"This L'Orange, we need some back up here."
"Coming right away Mr. L'Orange. Please state your emergency."
"Some man around five something, muscular, is chasing a teenager by the name of Nosedive Flashblade, who happens to look like crap right now, I mean he looks like he just got out of a fight. The kid is screaming hysterically and the reason we are asking for back up is because Buckley is pulling out his gun, and you know whenever a gun is pulled out something about the new law in the county two cop cars must follow."
"We'll be right there Mr. L'Orange."
"Thanks Patty."
"You know my name?"
"Sweetheart you are the only person that does this each day."
"Well thank you, remain calm yadda yadda, back up is coming, you know the drill."
Duke smiled and got out of the car.
~**~*~**~
"Hey officer", said Mr. Flashblade, "What's the problem here?"
"You want to tell me that?"
"Well I was just-"
"Just chasing a teenager, causing him to scream? Oh this better be good."
Duke came out of the car, saw Nosedive and ran towards the terrified teenager. But something stopped him dead in his tracks. It was WildWing's unconscious body bleeding on the ground.
"Oh my goodness", cried Duke, "Buckley! We have a man down! Somebody call an ambulance!"
A mother duck ran up to a pay phone and quickly dialed the emergency number.
There was nothing Duke could do for WildWing, other than protect his baby brother, which he intended to do. When he approached Nosedive he saw that the teenager was shaking, and on the verge of hysterics. His eyes were shut, in fear of seeing anything that might happen as if to prevent a dire future.
Duke bent down towards the teenager carefully and shook him gently.
"Kid", he said softly, "You okay there?"
Nosedive's eyes opened immediately. He began to back away from Duke.
"Kid", said Duke a little more firmly, "It's me okay? I'm your friend, remember, we're buddies."
Nosedive was hesitant but nodded.
Duke stood up and offered Nosedive a hand. Nosedive extended his arm, trusting his companion. Duke pulled him up and placed his arm around him giving the teenager a complete sense of safety.
"Good job kid", whispered Duke, "Now, don't you worry I'm going to take care of you okay? Let's just get out of this."
Two cop cars pulled out. When the two officers stepped out of the car, Duke groaned. The other car held the chief.
One of them LaBelle, one of the most gorgeous ducks ever. She had long dark hair down to her knees, which was pulled back into a French braid for work, a six pack stomach, a "to die for" figure, and a charming heart shape faced. She was charming herself, and very optimistic.
Duke had a crush on her, but not for her body but for her. She secretly crushed back on him, but would never tell anyone until he made the first move. And Duke would have too if not for her partner Smith.
Smith detested Duke. Ever since the first day he had given him a hard time about being an ex-thief and now becoming a cop. The boss or chief didn't take well to Duke after he heard the rumors and complaints that Smith had told. But Duke had to remain kind and courteous to him, which he did. But no matter what, that guy gave him a hard time no matter what he tried.
"What's wrong", asked Nosedive immediately.
"Huh? Oh nothing kid, don't worry about it okay? I told you're safe, kay kid?"
Nosedive nodded and leaned into his friend.
"Duke", cried Smith, "Put the kid away, he doesn't need you right now, he needs to go with us so we can bring him to his parents."
At the sound of parents Nosedive scrambled of Duke's grip and started to run in the opposite direction. Duke ran after him and caught up with him pulling him into a tight embrace.
"Nosedive", said Duke. Duke rarely ever used the teenager's first name, unless he really needed to get his point across on such a grave matter.
"Nosedive listen to me", repeated Duke sternly, "You're going to be fine. Relax, I'm right here and no one is going to hurt you."
"I don't want to go with my parents", shrieked Nosedive.
Duke pulled him out of the hug and put his two arms on his shoulders. He looked straight into his eyes.
"Kid", he said, "WildWing told me what happened, he didn't tell me it was this bad, but he told me. You're not going back to your parents, okay? All the officer wants is for you to be put with your guardian, not your parents okay?"
"You sure?"
"Yes of course I'm sure!"
"Fine."
Nosedive clinged onto Duke's left arm, just in case. The two walked over to the other officers.
"Guys", said Duke, "This is Nosedive."
"Hey there Nosedive", said LaBelle kindly, "You okay?"
Nosedive shook his head no, still shaking.
"That's pretty impressive", said Morrel the chief.
"Thank you sir", replied Duke.
Morrel examined Duke. Morrel was a very open-minded person and what he saw changed his entire attitude towards Duke. Duke was able to keep control of a terrified teenager and keep from running off, which he had stopped him from.
"Kid", said Duke, "You want to tell us who that is?"
"Nosedive", hollered his father, "I swear if you lie I'll beat the living crap out of you!"
Nosedive's eyes bulged out of his head and began to shake more brutally. He kept his hold on Duke's arm tight and steady squeezing the daylights out of it.
"Okay kid", said Duke, "Why don't you just tell us in secret who it is?"
Nosedive shook his head no.
"Okay Nosedive", said Buckley, "We're going to have to let this man go if you don't tell him what he's doing or else we have no reason to hold him under our custody, which means he'll be free back on the street."
Nosedive went on his tipp toes and whispered something into Duke's ear. Once the man's identiy was revealed the only thing that prevented Duke from killing that man was his boss and the kid latching onto his arm.
"It's going to okay", said Duke. Duke grabbed a pen and paper and started to write furiously. "Smith, can you please call this number and ask for a Canard Thunderbeak and tell them to please come down and pick up Nosedive, and that his buddy WildWing was injured at the local shopping center?"
"Since when do I take orders from you", asked Smith, "You got to be kidding me. The ex-thief telling me what to do, that'll be the day."
"Well it is the day", snapped Morrel, "So far all you have done is make matters worse, where L'Orange over here has made a lot of production. Do as he says and I'll consider not giving L'Orange your spot. L'Orange, I was wrong about you and this week there will be an increase in your paycheck."
"T-thank you sir", stuttered Duke.
"Now", said Morrel, "Who is this man?"
Nosedive looked down.
"LaBelle", said Duke, "Could you take Nosedive into the police car or get him away from here for a minute?"
"Sure no problem Duke! I'd love to, come on Nosedive."
Nosedive pressed into Duke even more. Duke bent down and whispered into Nosedive's ear.
"Kid, LaBelle is the most caring person you'll ever meet, and she can defend you if anything happens. Trust me okay? I'm just going to settle this out with these men here. Get a hold of yourself and I'll meet up with you quicker than you'll know. Okay?"
Nosedive nodded, he trusted Duke.
"Okay LaBelle", said Duke, "Could you take Nosedive into the ice cream shop? I'll meet ya there."
"Ooh ice cream", cried LaBelle, "My favorite! Come on Nosedive let's be chef's and gain some weight!'
She pulled the teenager like a child pulls a parent to get out of bed on Christmas morning. Surprisingly Nosedive tended easy to the warm and amiable feelings that beamed out of LaBelle.
Duke turned toward the men. "That man right there", said Duke, "Is their father."
The cops' faces dropped as Duke continued.
"He is responsible for the marks all over the kid's body and he is also responsible for child abuse. He no longer has custody of Nosedive but I guess he didn't take well to hearing that. And most of all he is the reason that Flashblade, the other brother is lying on the ground unconscious from lack of blood."
The men nodded and put Mr. Flashblade in cuffs for assault, and attempted kidnap. Mrs. Flashblade however got away.
~**~*~**~
When Canard found Nosedive, he found him enjoying himself with LaBelle creating the biggest ice cream disaster possible, but still jumping at everything.
WildWing had been placed in a hospital and was reported to be fine and ready to go home.
"Come on Dive", said Canard gently, "Let's go get WildWing and go home, it's been a big day."
It was around two o clock in the afternoon. Nosedive was exploring his new town, alone. WildWing knew many of the kids in the apartment and asked them to tour Nosedive around. So far they had done a wonderful job doing that and Nosedive and the boys had started a wonderful relationship. However they had to leave for a hockey game, leaving Nosedive alone. Nosedive wandered the streets searching for something entertaining when he heard a call. The call he heard gave him a blood-curdling chill down his spine. He turned around and saw his father.
~**~*~**~
"Hey Wing", said Canard, "So how are we planning on spending our Saturday?"
"We?"
"Well not just us, but the kid, where is he anyway?"
"Well for your information the kid is out with friends?"
"Really? That's great!"
"Yup! I asked some of the neighborhood kids to show him around, and they said yes!"
"I wonder why, you only give them free passes to some of the coolest work- out equipment on the planet at our job!"
"Well nonetheless they are showing Nosedive around."
"Did Nosedive want to do this?"
"Nosedive didn't have a choice. I practically shoved him out the door."
"You think he'll be okay?"
"Yes. He's my brother and he'll bounce back, but if I let him to continue to live in this word of fear than he'll never get out of it, now will he?"
"Guess not. Well good for you Wing, and good for Dive. Kinda feel bad for him though."
"Why?"
"All by himself in a new surrounding, with people he doesn't even know, just got beat by his parents, and-"
"Are you trying to make me feel bad?"
"Sorry."
"Anyway I was thinking maybe a movie tonight, all of us. Sound good to you?"
"I was thinking along the lines of eating out."
"Ah that sounds better. Let's do that."
"Okay so what shall it be?"
"Well let me guess, you want seafood, Nosedive wants greasy food, and I want real food, so-"
"Seafood is real food!"
"Canard, I'm sorry but if it has over two legs than it no longer counts as real."
Canard rolled his eyes.
"Oh shoot", cried WildWing, "I'm going to be late, I have to go pick up Nosedive!"
~**~*~**~
"L'Orange", said Buckley, "We have to search the local center next."
"Ah man", sighed L'Orange, "But there's never any action there!"
"Duke, I'm glad when there isn't any action, I would love a day of just snoozing."
The two cops sat in their police car as they strolled into town.
~**~*~**~
"D-dad", stuttered Nosedive.
"Did you really think you could runaway from me and get away with it?"
"B-but I-"
"But I don't to hear it!"
The two of them stood in the local center as the father walked up to his son, who was shaking.
"You little monster", cried his father, "How dare you try to get away from us!"
"U-us?"
"Yes us!"
As if on cue the mother stepped out of the car.
"You find him", called Mrs. Flashblade.
"Yup", said Mr. Flashblade, "Right here."
"Hey Dive", cried WildWing, "There you are!"
Than WildWing saw his father, as his eyes bulged.
"Oh look", mocked Mrs. Flashblade from the car, "It's our other son, the hero."
"Leave us alone", said WildWing defiantly, "We don't want any trouble, Nosedive let's go."
"Oh I don't think so", replied his father pulling a knife out.
"You see", cried Mrs. Flashblade, "This is our son, not yours WildWing, get some girl pregnant and get your own kid, but this one is ours. You can't defend him forever, and now it's punishment time for him!"
"Leave my brother alone, you're not getting him", cried WildWing putting Nosedive behind him.
"Oh I beg to differ", snapped Mr. Flashblade.
"Well you'll have to get through me first", replied WildWing.
"Fine", snickered his father, "That can easily be arranged."
The father slashed WildWing in the chest. WildWing fell down to the ground.
Mr. Flashblade grabbed Nosedive's arm. "Let's go", he said sternly.
"NO!" Nosedive screamed and ran out of his father's grip. He screamed and ran.
"NOSEDIVE", called his father, "GET BACK HERE!"
Nosedive ran straight into the traffic. But Nosedive didn't care he kept running and running and running. What he didn't notice was the fact that one of the cars that slammed on their brakes was a cop car.
~**~*~**~
"What in the world was that", asked Buckley. "Let's get out and find out. Get your gun ready."
"Hey wait I know that kid!"
"What?"
"That's Nosedive! Stars, the kid looks like crap!"
~**~*~**~
"Get him", cried Mrs. Flashblade from behind, "That's our son making us look like idiots!"
The father pursued his son into the street. Nosedive ran as fast as he could despite his physical state. Nosedive kept running in fear and in more fear.
By now everyone was watching the chase, and the traffic that it had caused. They all stood on the sidewalk watching the events taking place. The sickening part is that they did nothing, but watched for their own sick amusement.
~**~*~**~
"Call for help", said Buckley, "I'm going to go out there, there's a grown adult chasing a kid, I think that's enough of a reason to pull out a gun don't you think?"
"Sure. I'll call in now, and please be gentle with the kid, he's been through a lot."
"Sure no problem buddy."
"Thanks."
Buckley left the car with his gun ready.
"Put your hands up", cried Buckley, "Get away from the kid."
The father stopped. Nosedive turned around so quickly at the sound of a police officer he tripped over his own two feet. He began to shake violently on the ground.
~Meanwhile~
"This L'Orange, we need some back up here."
"Coming right away Mr. L'Orange. Please state your emergency."
"Some man around five something, muscular, is chasing a teenager by the name of Nosedive Flashblade, who happens to look like crap right now, I mean he looks like he just got out of a fight. The kid is screaming hysterically and the reason we are asking for back up is because Buckley is pulling out his gun, and you know whenever a gun is pulled out something about the new law in the county two cop cars must follow."
"We'll be right there Mr. L'Orange."
"Thanks Patty."
"You know my name?"
"Sweetheart you are the only person that does this each day."
"Well thank you, remain calm yadda yadda, back up is coming, you know the drill."
Duke smiled and got out of the car.
~**~*~**~
"Hey officer", said Mr. Flashblade, "What's the problem here?"
"You want to tell me that?"
"Well I was just-"
"Just chasing a teenager, causing him to scream? Oh this better be good."
Duke came out of the car, saw Nosedive and ran towards the terrified teenager. But something stopped him dead in his tracks. It was WildWing's unconscious body bleeding on the ground.
"Oh my goodness", cried Duke, "Buckley! We have a man down! Somebody call an ambulance!"
A mother duck ran up to a pay phone and quickly dialed the emergency number.
There was nothing Duke could do for WildWing, other than protect his baby brother, which he intended to do. When he approached Nosedive he saw that the teenager was shaking, and on the verge of hysterics. His eyes were shut, in fear of seeing anything that might happen as if to prevent a dire future.
Duke bent down towards the teenager carefully and shook him gently.
"Kid", he said softly, "You okay there?"
Nosedive's eyes opened immediately. He began to back away from Duke.
"Kid", said Duke a little more firmly, "It's me okay? I'm your friend, remember, we're buddies."
Nosedive was hesitant but nodded.
Duke stood up and offered Nosedive a hand. Nosedive extended his arm, trusting his companion. Duke pulled him up and placed his arm around him giving the teenager a complete sense of safety.
"Good job kid", whispered Duke, "Now, don't you worry I'm going to take care of you okay? Let's just get out of this."
Two cop cars pulled out. When the two officers stepped out of the car, Duke groaned. The other car held the chief.
One of them LaBelle, one of the most gorgeous ducks ever. She had long dark hair down to her knees, which was pulled back into a French braid for work, a six pack stomach, a "to die for" figure, and a charming heart shape faced. She was charming herself, and very optimistic.
Duke had a crush on her, but not for her body but for her. She secretly crushed back on him, but would never tell anyone until he made the first move. And Duke would have too if not for her partner Smith.
Smith detested Duke. Ever since the first day he had given him a hard time about being an ex-thief and now becoming a cop. The boss or chief didn't take well to Duke after he heard the rumors and complaints that Smith had told. But Duke had to remain kind and courteous to him, which he did. But no matter what, that guy gave him a hard time no matter what he tried.
"What's wrong", asked Nosedive immediately.
"Huh? Oh nothing kid, don't worry about it okay? I told you're safe, kay kid?"
Nosedive nodded and leaned into his friend.
"Duke", cried Smith, "Put the kid away, he doesn't need you right now, he needs to go with us so we can bring him to his parents."
At the sound of parents Nosedive scrambled of Duke's grip and started to run in the opposite direction. Duke ran after him and caught up with him pulling him into a tight embrace.
"Nosedive", said Duke. Duke rarely ever used the teenager's first name, unless he really needed to get his point across on such a grave matter.
"Nosedive listen to me", repeated Duke sternly, "You're going to be fine. Relax, I'm right here and no one is going to hurt you."
"I don't want to go with my parents", shrieked Nosedive.
Duke pulled him out of the hug and put his two arms on his shoulders. He looked straight into his eyes.
"Kid", he said, "WildWing told me what happened, he didn't tell me it was this bad, but he told me. You're not going back to your parents, okay? All the officer wants is for you to be put with your guardian, not your parents okay?"
"You sure?"
"Yes of course I'm sure!"
"Fine."
Nosedive clinged onto Duke's left arm, just in case. The two walked over to the other officers.
"Guys", said Duke, "This is Nosedive."
"Hey there Nosedive", said LaBelle kindly, "You okay?"
Nosedive shook his head no, still shaking.
"That's pretty impressive", said Morrel the chief.
"Thank you sir", replied Duke.
Morrel examined Duke. Morrel was a very open-minded person and what he saw changed his entire attitude towards Duke. Duke was able to keep control of a terrified teenager and keep from running off, which he had stopped him from.
"Kid", said Duke, "You want to tell us who that is?"
"Nosedive", hollered his father, "I swear if you lie I'll beat the living crap out of you!"
Nosedive's eyes bulged out of his head and began to shake more brutally. He kept his hold on Duke's arm tight and steady squeezing the daylights out of it.
"Okay kid", said Duke, "Why don't you just tell us in secret who it is?"
Nosedive shook his head no.
"Okay Nosedive", said Buckley, "We're going to have to let this man go if you don't tell him what he's doing or else we have no reason to hold him under our custody, which means he'll be free back on the street."
Nosedive went on his tipp toes and whispered something into Duke's ear. Once the man's identiy was revealed the only thing that prevented Duke from killing that man was his boss and the kid latching onto his arm.
"It's going to okay", said Duke. Duke grabbed a pen and paper and started to write furiously. "Smith, can you please call this number and ask for a Canard Thunderbeak and tell them to please come down and pick up Nosedive, and that his buddy WildWing was injured at the local shopping center?"
"Since when do I take orders from you", asked Smith, "You got to be kidding me. The ex-thief telling me what to do, that'll be the day."
"Well it is the day", snapped Morrel, "So far all you have done is make matters worse, where L'Orange over here has made a lot of production. Do as he says and I'll consider not giving L'Orange your spot. L'Orange, I was wrong about you and this week there will be an increase in your paycheck."
"T-thank you sir", stuttered Duke.
"Now", said Morrel, "Who is this man?"
Nosedive looked down.
"LaBelle", said Duke, "Could you take Nosedive into the police car or get him away from here for a minute?"
"Sure no problem Duke! I'd love to, come on Nosedive."
Nosedive pressed into Duke even more. Duke bent down and whispered into Nosedive's ear.
"Kid, LaBelle is the most caring person you'll ever meet, and she can defend you if anything happens. Trust me okay? I'm just going to settle this out with these men here. Get a hold of yourself and I'll meet up with you quicker than you'll know. Okay?"
Nosedive nodded, he trusted Duke.
"Okay LaBelle", said Duke, "Could you take Nosedive into the ice cream shop? I'll meet ya there."
"Ooh ice cream", cried LaBelle, "My favorite! Come on Nosedive let's be chef's and gain some weight!'
She pulled the teenager like a child pulls a parent to get out of bed on Christmas morning. Surprisingly Nosedive tended easy to the warm and amiable feelings that beamed out of LaBelle.
Duke turned toward the men. "That man right there", said Duke, "Is their father."
The cops' faces dropped as Duke continued.
"He is responsible for the marks all over the kid's body and he is also responsible for child abuse. He no longer has custody of Nosedive but I guess he didn't take well to hearing that. And most of all he is the reason that Flashblade, the other brother is lying on the ground unconscious from lack of blood."
The men nodded and put Mr. Flashblade in cuffs for assault, and attempted kidnap. Mrs. Flashblade however got away.
~**~*~**~
When Canard found Nosedive, he found him enjoying himself with LaBelle creating the biggest ice cream disaster possible, but still jumping at everything.
WildWing had been placed in a hospital and was reported to be fine and ready to go home.
"Come on Dive", said Canard gently, "Let's go get WildWing and go home, it's been a big day."