Author's Note- The purple dragon makes his appearance.
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Lockheed
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This is not an order; you don't have to be here
Can you understand me, screaming like the wind blows?
Did I blow your mind; leave you breathless?
-Matchbox Twenty
~*~
The groups set up their tents, which took two hours for most of them. Kitty and Jubilee finished early and left to go for a walk, grabbing Rogue on their way out of the clearing.
"What's up?" Rogue asked.
"Nothing," Kitty said. "We just haven't had any girl time." The girls walked through the forest talking and laughing when something fell out of the sky, landing right in front of them. Jubilee screamed and Rogue and Kitty jumped.
"What is it?" Jubilee asked. Kitty walked over to it.
"It looks. . . like an egg," Kitty announced.
"If so, it's hatchin'," Rogue said. Kitty knelt down touching the egg. "Kit, what are you doing? Don't touch it!"
"You have no clue what's in that thing!" Jubilee exclaimed. The egg was indeed hatching. Soon a small purple head poked out of the egg. "What in the hell is that?" The purple thing climbed out of the egg and looked at Kitty.
"Awwe. . . it's so cute!" Kitty exclaimed. The dragon made a cooing sound and Kitty lifted it up. "Look at it!"
"We are, sugah," Rogue said. "Are ya sure you should be touching it?"
"It likes me," Kitty said as the dragon nuzzled her cheek.
"Kitty," Jubilee said. "I think we need to go back to camp. We should leave it here. I mean, what if its mom comes?"
"I guess you're right," Kitty said sitting him down. "Let's go." They walked towards the camp.
"Um, guys," Rogue said turning. There he was, flying behind them. "Ever hear of imprinting?"
"Huh?" both girls said.
"When a zebra is born for the first instants of its life all it can stare at is its mother, so it remembers her for its whole life."
"And?"
"What was the first thing our dragon friend saw?" Rogue inquired.
"Me," Kitty said as he perched on her shoulder. "He thinks I'm his mom."
"Bingo," Rogue said. They walked back to the camp. Logan lifted his nose and inhaled.
"What's that smell?" he asked.
"I believe that's him," Kitty said stepping forward.
Logan's eyes widened. "Is that a dragon? Half-Pint, tell me you didn't bring home a dragon."
"Um, I can't," Kitty said. "It thinks I'm its mother Mr. Logan. We tried to leave it but it totally followed it. Look at him, Mr. Logan, we can't, like, leave him here, he couldn't survive all alone. Can I keep him?"
"You've got to be kidding me," Logan said crossing his arms.
"He needs me," Kitty said holding the little dragon.
"Damn it," Logan muttered. "I'll call the professor." The others cheered going forward and petting the dragon. "Half-Pint, Chuck says that you can keep him, but this is a special case everyone, so don't bring home any other animals." Kitty smiled hugging the dragon closer.
"What are you going to name him?" Jubilee asked.
"Lockheed," Kitty said. The dragon chirped happily. "See, he likes that name." Pete walked over to them smoking a cigarette. Lockheed growled softly and flew towards Pete grabbing the cigarette.
"Get the hell back here!" Pete yelled. Lockheed dropped the cigarette in the water. "Bloody hell!"
"Oh, calm down," Kitty said. "You have plenty more."
"It's the principle of the thing," Pete said. "Get back `ere, flying rat!"
"Wisdom, leave him alone," Kitty said as Lockheed came back to her. Lockheed stuck his tongue out at Pete.
"He stuck his tongue out at me!"
"You're imagining things." Pete crossed his arms. "Now, come on, it's time for lunch." They gave Lockheed some sausage, which the little dragon gobbled up. "He doesn't like you," Kitty noticed looking up at Pete as the little dragon hissed at him simply for sitting next to her.
"No kidding, Pryde," Pete said sarcastically.
"Let's go swimming!" Amara offered an hour later, after they had gotten a fire going.
"Go ahead," Logan said. Everyone went in to change into their suits. Kitty paused in her bikini.
"Rogue, I don't think I can do this," she said slipping the sheer over shirt on. Lockheed flew to perch on her shoulder feeling her discomfort.
"Kit, just come out, you don't have to get in, or take the shirt off," Rogue told her. "One step at a time, right?"
"Yeah," Kitty whispered.
"Good." Rogue grabbed her arm dragging her out. Remy approached and he and Rogue walked over to the water.
"Hey, Pryde," Pete whispered. She jumped.
"Don't sneak up on me like that!" she exclaimed. He merely smiled. Lockheed growled at him.
"You're flying rat is starting to annoy me," Pete said.
"Lockheed," Kitty admonished. "Pete's nice. Why don't you go play with Mr. Logan?" Lockheed gave her the dragon version of an incredulous look. "Please?" Lockheed flew over to the others. "He's just protective. I mean, not that he has to be."
Pete crossed his arms. "When did you get so bloody self-conscious?" Pete asked.
"I'm not . . . I mean . . . I don't know . . ."
"Pryde, listen to me. I don't know where you've been getting this idea-" there was a crash distracting them. They went back to the fire. Logan was raging at the little Lockheed. "What'd he do?"
"Half-Pint, if that dragon does to me what he just did to Wisdom, I will hurt him."
"What did he do?" Pete repeated.
"I'm afraid your cigarettes didn't survive the fire, mon ami," Remy said. Pete looked at the dragon narrowing his eyes.
"You little-" Lockheed growled at him and flew to Kitty for protection. Pete turned to the girl. "Back away from the dragon, Pryde."
"I won't let you hurt him, Wisdom," Kitty said.
"He ruined my fags!"
Kitty frowned in confusion. "Your what?"
"English slang," Logan explained.
"Come on, Lockheed," Kitty said cradling the dragon protectively. She walked away.
"Damn it," Pete muttered looking at the only pack he had now.
"Ta femme is not too happy," Remy said.
"Bullocks," Pete said. "Now I screwed things up with her again." Lockheed peeked over Kitty's shoulder and stuck his tongue out at Pete. "Did you see that?!"
"See what?" Remy asked.
"He did it again!" Pete exclaimed. "He's doing this to drive me nuts, he is! Damn flying rat!"
"Um . . . mon ami, peut-etre you need to relax."
"Relax?"
"Wisdom, you sound like you've completely lost your mind. I mean, de dragon is out ta get you? Doesn't sound too sane."
"That's what he wanted," Pete grumbled. "Logan, I need the keys."
"I'm not going to let you take the bus for cigarettes," Logan said.
"I need my smokes, I do! I can't stay in this camp with all these kids without them!"
"Fine, Wisdom," Logan said tossing him the keys. "Pick up some beer while you're out there."
"You're a life saver!" Pete exclaimed.
"Take the half-pint," Logan said. "You two need to talk."
"Talk," Bobby scoffed walking by. "Yeah right."
"Pryde," Pete called. Kitty looked up. "I'm running to town. You want to come?" Kitty looked down at Lockheed.
"I'll watch him, sugah," Rogue said.
"Okay. Lockheed, I'll be right back, okay?" Kitty asked. The dragon whimpered. "Don't worry, I'll be back before you know it." She went into the tent slipping on a pair of jeans. "Like, let's go." Pete smiled and opened the door. "You sure know how to show a girl a good time," she teased. "Taking me in a bus."
"Kitty, I would take you anywhere," he said leering at her.
"Pig," she said lightly.
"You know it." He climbed in after her. The two drove into town in silence.
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Lockheed
~*~
This is not an order; you don't have to be here
Can you understand me, screaming like the wind blows?
Did I blow your mind; leave you breathless?
-Matchbox Twenty
~*~
The groups set up their tents, which took two hours for most of them. Kitty and Jubilee finished early and left to go for a walk, grabbing Rogue on their way out of the clearing.
"What's up?" Rogue asked.
"Nothing," Kitty said. "We just haven't had any girl time." The girls walked through the forest talking and laughing when something fell out of the sky, landing right in front of them. Jubilee screamed and Rogue and Kitty jumped.
"What is it?" Jubilee asked. Kitty walked over to it.
"It looks. . . like an egg," Kitty announced.
"If so, it's hatchin'," Rogue said. Kitty knelt down touching the egg. "Kit, what are you doing? Don't touch it!"
"You have no clue what's in that thing!" Jubilee exclaimed. The egg was indeed hatching. Soon a small purple head poked out of the egg. "What in the hell is that?" The purple thing climbed out of the egg and looked at Kitty.
"Awwe. . . it's so cute!" Kitty exclaimed. The dragon made a cooing sound and Kitty lifted it up. "Look at it!"
"We are, sugah," Rogue said. "Are ya sure you should be touching it?"
"It likes me," Kitty said as the dragon nuzzled her cheek.
"Kitty," Jubilee said. "I think we need to go back to camp. We should leave it here. I mean, what if its mom comes?"
"I guess you're right," Kitty said sitting him down. "Let's go." They walked towards the camp.
"Um, guys," Rogue said turning. There he was, flying behind them. "Ever hear of imprinting?"
"Huh?" both girls said.
"When a zebra is born for the first instants of its life all it can stare at is its mother, so it remembers her for its whole life."
"And?"
"What was the first thing our dragon friend saw?" Rogue inquired.
"Me," Kitty said as he perched on her shoulder. "He thinks I'm his mom."
"Bingo," Rogue said. They walked back to the camp. Logan lifted his nose and inhaled.
"What's that smell?" he asked.
"I believe that's him," Kitty said stepping forward.
Logan's eyes widened. "Is that a dragon? Half-Pint, tell me you didn't bring home a dragon."
"Um, I can't," Kitty said. "It thinks I'm its mother Mr. Logan. We tried to leave it but it totally followed it. Look at him, Mr. Logan, we can't, like, leave him here, he couldn't survive all alone. Can I keep him?"
"You've got to be kidding me," Logan said crossing his arms.
"He needs me," Kitty said holding the little dragon.
"Damn it," Logan muttered. "I'll call the professor." The others cheered going forward and petting the dragon. "Half-Pint, Chuck says that you can keep him, but this is a special case everyone, so don't bring home any other animals." Kitty smiled hugging the dragon closer.
"What are you going to name him?" Jubilee asked.
"Lockheed," Kitty said. The dragon chirped happily. "See, he likes that name." Pete walked over to them smoking a cigarette. Lockheed growled softly and flew towards Pete grabbing the cigarette.
"Get the hell back here!" Pete yelled. Lockheed dropped the cigarette in the water. "Bloody hell!"
"Oh, calm down," Kitty said. "You have plenty more."
"It's the principle of the thing," Pete said. "Get back `ere, flying rat!"
"Wisdom, leave him alone," Kitty said as Lockheed came back to her. Lockheed stuck his tongue out at Pete.
"He stuck his tongue out at me!"
"You're imagining things." Pete crossed his arms. "Now, come on, it's time for lunch." They gave Lockheed some sausage, which the little dragon gobbled up. "He doesn't like you," Kitty noticed looking up at Pete as the little dragon hissed at him simply for sitting next to her.
"No kidding, Pryde," Pete said sarcastically.
"Let's go swimming!" Amara offered an hour later, after they had gotten a fire going.
"Go ahead," Logan said. Everyone went in to change into their suits. Kitty paused in her bikini.
"Rogue, I don't think I can do this," she said slipping the sheer over shirt on. Lockheed flew to perch on her shoulder feeling her discomfort.
"Kit, just come out, you don't have to get in, or take the shirt off," Rogue told her. "One step at a time, right?"
"Yeah," Kitty whispered.
"Good." Rogue grabbed her arm dragging her out. Remy approached and he and Rogue walked over to the water.
"Hey, Pryde," Pete whispered. She jumped.
"Don't sneak up on me like that!" she exclaimed. He merely smiled. Lockheed growled at him.
"You're flying rat is starting to annoy me," Pete said.
"Lockheed," Kitty admonished. "Pete's nice. Why don't you go play with Mr. Logan?" Lockheed gave her the dragon version of an incredulous look. "Please?" Lockheed flew over to the others. "He's just protective. I mean, not that he has to be."
Pete crossed his arms. "When did you get so bloody self-conscious?" Pete asked.
"I'm not . . . I mean . . . I don't know . . ."
"Pryde, listen to me. I don't know where you've been getting this idea-" there was a crash distracting them. They went back to the fire. Logan was raging at the little Lockheed. "What'd he do?"
"Half-Pint, if that dragon does to me what he just did to Wisdom, I will hurt him."
"What did he do?" Pete repeated.
"I'm afraid your cigarettes didn't survive the fire, mon ami," Remy said. Pete looked at the dragon narrowing his eyes.
"You little-" Lockheed growled at him and flew to Kitty for protection. Pete turned to the girl. "Back away from the dragon, Pryde."
"I won't let you hurt him, Wisdom," Kitty said.
"He ruined my fags!"
Kitty frowned in confusion. "Your what?"
"English slang," Logan explained.
"Come on, Lockheed," Kitty said cradling the dragon protectively. She walked away.
"Damn it," Pete muttered looking at the only pack he had now.
"Ta femme is not too happy," Remy said.
"Bullocks," Pete said. "Now I screwed things up with her again." Lockheed peeked over Kitty's shoulder and stuck his tongue out at Pete. "Did you see that?!"
"See what?" Remy asked.
"He did it again!" Pete exclaimed. "He's doing this to drive me nuts, he is! Damn flying rat!"
"Um . . . mon ami, peut-etre you need to relax."
"Relax?"
"Wisdom, you sound like you've completely lost your mind. I mean, de dragon is out ta get you? Doesn't sound too sane."
"That's what he wanted," Pete grumbled. "Logan, I need the keys."
"I'm not going to let you take the bus for cigarettes," Logan said.
"I need my smokes, I do! I can't stay in this camp with all these kids without them!"
"Fine, Wisdom," Logan said tossing him the keys. "Pick up some beer while you're out there."
"You're a life saver!" Pete exclaimed.
"Take the half-pint," Logan said. "You two need to talk."
"Talk," Bobby scoffed walking by. "Yeah right."
"Pryde," Pete called. Kitty looked up. "I'm running to town. You want to come?" Kitty looked down at Lockheed.
"I'll watch him, sugah," Rogue said.
"Okay. Lockheed, I'll be right back, okay?" Kitty asked. The dragon whimpered. "Don't worry, I'll be back before you know it." She went into the tent slipping on a pair of jeans. "Like, let's go." Pete smiled and opened the door. "You sure know how to show a girl a good time," she teased. "Taking me in a bus."
"Kitty, I would take you anywhere," he said leering at her.
"Pig," she said lightly.
"You know it." He climbed in after her. The two drove into town in silence.
