A Continuation of The Slash Saga: My Funny Friend and Me and Birds of A Feather
By Roaming Tigress
Chapter Three:
The Trick
Steelbeak raised a thin eyebrow as he heard Negaduck's offer and scowled. Nope, no way. I'd rather go jobless den be wit'out my Bushroot. I could always be one of dem independent villains, strike out wit' my pal and conquer de woild! I don't need ta join dis mook's gang! 'Ow dare 'e even suggest such a t'ing to a villain of my caliber! Me? Join de Fearsome Four AND fall in love wit' him? Hah! Who does 'e t'ink I am?
"T'anks fer de offers, but . . . Sorry, no can do!" Steelbeak answered with newfound confidence, finally getting up and pushing Negaduck aside as he started to stroll his way toward the door.
Ooooh no he's not! That chicken likes to think he's so smart, but he's not smarter than I am!
"Thinking about getting away, are you?" Negaduck asked with an evil laugh, jumping in front of him before he had any thought of casually walking off. He smirked as he saw the rooster step back with apprehension and forced him up against the wall with the help of his knife.
Quick, make up a lie, Valentino. Anyt'ing da'ts believable!
"Er, I wasn't gonna get away, really!" Steelbeak explained with an apologetic grin, gulping as he saw his blood on the edge of the weapon. Right about now, he felt like he was dealing with a psychotic Pepe Le Pew; he just couldn't get away from him.
Rolling his eyes, Negaduck threatened to make another nick in his throat. "Then please explain why I just saw you head out that door?"
Er, um, er . . . 'E's got me dere. De ol' 'I got a dentist appointment' won't woik fer 'em. Gotta be more original.
"I was jus' gonna go to de Gents!" Steelbeak lied to cover up his cowardice. "Yas got me so scared back dere dat yas almost made me, you know - - "
"Out in the woods?"
Nonchalantly, Steelbeak shrugged as he leaned up against a money tree. "Yea, where else do ya t'ink I'm gonna go?"
"Um, back there?" Clearing his throat, Negaduck pointed to a little room at the back of the greenhouse. He knew the layout of the place like the back of his hand and saw his fib a hundred miles away.
"Er, um, yeah, right!" Feeling incredibly stupid, Steelbeak nodded and quickly made a dash the bathroom. The other avian quickly pounced him, not trusting him not to escape from the window that was in there.
"I don't think so!" Negaduck grinned, suddenly grabbing him by the crotch and making him crow. "I don't care if you have to piss your pants, I am *not* letting you out of my sight for a second! You can crow about it as much as you want!"
Dis guy's woise den Javert! Steelbeak dreaded the thought of having his privacy invaded and winced as his grip became tighter. A low growl rose from his throat as Negaduck's other hand sneaked underneath his pants and under the band of his silken boxers. I'm not gonna put up fer it! I'm gonna wait 'till 'e t'inks 'e's got me nice an' relaxed, and WHAM!
"Oooh you like that, don't you?" Negaduck asked with a wry smile, mistaking the growl for a sign of appeasement. His wandering hand had reached the rooster's male organs, and he started to fondle them aggressively without any suspicion of a trick.
"Mmmm, yes . . . !" Steelbeak cooed, easing himself into a sprawled out and inviting position on the floor. "Nice and aggressive. I like dat!"
"I just knew you would!"
Negaduck winked, leaning his torso on top of his. "It's no wonder you're
so cocky, Tinselteeth!"
"Mr. DeNiro's resoived fer
soiten 'ands only!" Steelbeak snarled, giving Negaduck a well-aimed
knockout punch to the jaw. The hit was strong enough to send the
other avian flying across the other side of the greenhouse and right into
a tree.
When he was certain the duck was out cold, he ran out the door and into the woods where he had last seen his lover. Finally, at last (and least for now), Steelbeak was away from the marauding masked menace. He knew he would be back for him, but for now his boyfriend was the number one priority. Gotta find Bushroot, 'e should be around somewhere . . .
"Hey . . . Is that my big buddy?" A familiar, timid voice called as he passed by a ageing sycamore tree. "I'm over here, just around the other side!"
Hearing Bushroot's voice was a blessing to the rooster. Out of breath but smiling, he came up to him. "It's so nice to see yer green face again!"
"What was he doing to you?" Bushroot asked with concern, taking hold of his right hand. He saw the mark in Steelbeak's neck from where he was cut with the knife and gulped.
"Tell me, Valentino. Did he try to -- "
"N-no, 'e didn't!" Steelbeak quickly replied, not wanting to even think about the molestation incident. He placed an arm around his lover's narrow torso and walked down a trail in the woods.
"I just gave 'em a punch, and took off."
Bushroot knew there was more to the story than that. He kept it to himself, though, not wanting to make his boyfriend uncomfortable or perhaps worse, angry. I wish I wasn't such a coward and run off on him, leaving him alone with that beast! No use apologizing, now. That'd only bring up the subject.
"So, um . . . Were are we going now?" Bushroot asked, leaning into Steelbeak's torso. "I don't really feel right about going back to the greenhouse, although I would like to check up on my babies."
His companion felt understandably uncomfortable about returning there, and whispered. "Kin we's check back at dem in de morning? I t'ought we's kin go back my place fer a little hokey pokey, a bit o' cuddling, a good night's rest."
He's been through all this and having sex is a priority? Bushroot laughed a little, and went along with his suggestion Steelbeak wore the trousers in the relationship with him, and was willing to do whatever it took to make him happy.
"All right, all right, you win!"
"I'll put on de fire, make a little hot coco and go from dere!"
"Sounds wonderful!" Bushroot cooed, wrapping an arm around Steelbeak's.
Back at the greenhouse, Negaduck had woke up from his unwanted nap. He wiped the blood from the side of his bill and let out a horrible growl as he saw Steelbeak had been long gone. Had he not want him for three reasons alone he would have skipped right to the dismembering. Regardless his usefulness, he was sure going to teach him a lesson or two, but he had to find him first.
Outside, the wind had picked up, blowing the snow over Steelbeak's and Bushroot's tracks. Negaduck now cursed himself for exchanging his Dobermans in for a tank, knowing their sense of smell would certainly speed things up in trying to find them. When I get to the bottom of this, I'm going to get him and his little plant duck, too! How dare he even think about punching and tricking the Prince of Darkness.
Something off in the distance caught the duck's attention, and he pulled out a pair of binoculars for a better look.
"Ooooh, what do we have here?"
Sure enough, it was
Bushroot and Steelbeak.
"This duo is going to be
turned into an uno!" Negaduck sneered, pulling a gun out from his jacket.
He took aim for Bushroot and fired not once, but twice.
With the exception of Juno and Javert, all characters mentioned in this chapter are © Disney.