Adventures in Babysitting.
Disclaimer: I don't own Batman Beyond. I own Kyle, and the story idea though.
Summary: A sequel to 'Metamorphosis'. Terry has to baby-sit for Kyle. The catch? Well. if you read the prequel, you'd know.
Okay, so this idea probably sucks. You can't blame me. I never expected anyone to beg for a sequel. This time, it's not quite as serious. That doesn't mean Terry can relax.
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Terry was visiting Max after they had defused a bomb planted in the city. Curare had nearly prevented it, and they were talking about it. The dawn was starting to break as a knock on the door caught their attention. Terry answered it, and a familiar face was there.
"Terry?"
"Kyle? How long has it been since you actually visited us in person?"
"About a year. Anyway, I kind of have a little problem."
Max got up, and walked toward the door.
"What a way to drop by. asking for a favor." Max said, slightly annoyed.
"Um. well. sorry. I promise we'll catch up later, but I seriously can't turn to anyone else. It's not serious, but."
"But what?"
". Well."
Kyle then reached down, and picked up a large basket. Terry and Max were a little surprised.
"Babysitting? For a friend?"
"Not exactly."
Max and Terry caught on.
". We definitely have some catching up to do."
"Well. my girlfriend and I have to go to an important meeting. of. well..."
"I get ya'. of dragons." Max said.
"Right. and I can't find anyone else. My mother's been busy at Foxtecha, and all the dragons except for those too young to understand what we're talking about have to attend. It's kind of important."
"Let me guess. you're girlfriend has to go along." Max guessed.
"Well, since she's also a dragon, yes."
Neither Terry nor Max were quite on guard for that. Kyle handed Terry the basket, and he lifted the blanket off the child's face. What he expected was a human face. What he got was a tiny dragon sleeping in the basket. He did his best not to freak out. If he dropped the basket, Kyle would probably get mad and.
"Uh. How do we take care of him?" Max asked.
"Like you would a human baby. except for a couple things. One, he's already been weaned. so you might have to make sure you have some meat and fish on hand. Two, please don't let anyone see him."
"But aren't dragons invisible to human eyes unless hit with UV light or they will being seen?"
"That's when they're older. Until he's two, he has no control of willing people to see him, and. you get the point. Three. Please be careful."
"We will."
"Right. I should be back by tomorrow. I would be back sooner. but they always hold these meetings in remote locations."
"Makes sense."
"I'll see you soon. Whoops! Almost forgot. Four. he's about as smart as a six year old human. Do NOT underestimate what kind of trouble he can get into."
Kyle then left. Terry closed the door, and looked at the infant dragon. He noted it was the size of a Husky, but much lighter. Then he noticed something else. The dragon was waking up. He yawned, and opened his eyes. Then he stared into Terry's. Terry saw something he was hoping he wouldn't. A mischievous look in his eyes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Batman Beyond. I own Kyle, and the story idea though.
Summary: A sequel to 'Metamorphosis'. Terry has to baby-sit for Kyle. The catch? Well. if you read the prequel, you'd know.
Okay, so this idea probably sucks. You can't blame me. I never expected anyone to beg for a sequel. This time, it's not quite as serious. That doesn't mean Terry can relax.
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Terry was visiting Max after they had defused a bomb planted in the city. Curare had nearly prevented it, and they were talking about it. The dawn was starting to break as a knock on the door caught their attention. Terry answered it, and a familiar face was there.
"Terry?"
"Kyle? How long has it been since you actually visited us in person?"
"About a year. Anyway, I kind of have a little problem."
Max got up, and walked toward the door.
"What a way to drop by. asking for a favor." Max said, slightly annoyed.
"Um. well. sorry. I promise we'll catch up later, but I seriously can't turn to anyone else. It's not serious, but."
"But what?"
". Well."
Kyle then reached down, and picked up a large basket. Terry and Max were a little surprised.
"Babysitting? For a friend?"
"Not exactly."
Max and Terry caught on.
". We definitely have some catching up to do."
"Well. my girlfriend and I have to go to an important meeting. of. well..."
"I get ya'. of dragons." Max said.
"Right. and I can't find anyone else. My mother's been busy at Foxtecha, and all the dragons except for those too young to understand what we're talking about have to attend. It's kind of important."
"Let me guess. you're girlfriend has to go along." Max guessed.
"Well, since she's also a dragon, yes."
Neither Terry nor Max were quite on guard for that. Kyle handed Terry the basket, and he lifted the blanket off the child's face. What he expected was a human face. What he got was a tiny dragon sleeping in the basket. He did his best not to freak out. If he dropped the basket, Kyle would probably get mad and.
"Uh. How do we take care of him?" Max asked.
"Like you would a human baby. except for a couple things. One, he's already been weaned. so you might have to make sure you have some meat and fish on hand. Two, please don't let anyone see him."
"But aren't dragons invisible to human eyes unless hit with UV light or they will being seen?"
"That's when they're older. Until he's two, he has no control of willing people to see him, and. you get the point. Three. Please be careful."
"We will."
"Right. I should be back by tomorrow. I would be back sooner. but they always hold these meetings in remote locations."
"Makes sense."
"I'll see you soon. Whoops! Almost forgot. Four. he's about as smart as a six year old human. Do NOT underestimate what kind of trouble he can get into."
Kyle then left. Terry closed the door, and looked at the infant dragon. He noted it was the size of a Husky, but much lighter. Then he noticed something else. The dragon was waking up. He yawned, and opened his eyes. Then he stared into Terry's. Terry saw something he was hoping he wouldn't. A mischievous look in his eyes.