Chapter 27 Moments like this


(Fanfir Note: hehehehe….. Sorry for the short chapter. Not much happens, I guess, sorry… oh and to tell you that if you think for one second that Talon is any sort of a Mary Sue or Gary Sue because he has all these weird power and sh*t he isn't. I know what those abominations are and there will be none in this story….. Zero, zilch, zip, nil, naught, nothing … hehehehehehe. )


LUKE POV

Talon slept like a log.

Day had passed and into night.

Moonrise is coming.

In that time the terror bird had not once opened those hypnotic red apple eyes.

He had spent most of the time mediating for hours on end, sleeping, sun bathing, and relaxing as best as he could, but it just bothered him sitting there and doing nothing. His mind burned with questions.

Talon obviously kept on snoozing.

He gazed at the waning gibbous beginning to dip down in the western sky. It'll be a while more now

The night passed uneventfully.

And Talon slumbered away…

A sun began to rise into the newborn morning sky.

How long can a person go without food and water again? Wasn't it like three days without water or you'll perish and three weeks without food or something and then you'll die.

He leaned against the terror bird's fluffy chest area.

Talon began to snore.

His stomach ate away at itself.

If he doesn't wake up soon I'm going to starve or dehydrate to death! And I obviously can't go anywhere as I'm on the roof of a random building in the midst of a city! Ugh, maybe I'm just exaggerating but I'm sooo hungry.

Finally fed up he nudged the terror bird, "Talon."

"Talon!" he whispered harshly. Still receiving no response he elbowed the creature, hard.

Nothing happened.

He stood.

"Talon!" he screamed, "You better get the hell up or so help me I don't care if you saved me from Dooku I will-"

But then, before he could move a mountain of white snowy feathers swallowed him up. Talon moved, and proceeded to roll right on top of him, effectively scaring the breath from his lungs and crushing him under the enormously heavy soft load.

"Talon," he choked out, slamming his fist against the terror bird, "I can't… breathe!"

Any screams were muffled.

It's so fluffy I'm gunna die!

Wiggling violently he managed to claw his way out a little, but with one hand it was extremely difficult and taxing.

His sandy haired head popped out from underneath the feathery plumage. Then his left arm and he gratefully gasped in lung fulls of fresh air. Dammit, I can't feel my legs. He squirmed again trying to free his body but to no avail. Panic began to set in his mind. Wait, what if my I don't get enough blood circulation, which will cause my legs to turn purple, black, and blue and then they'll fall off! How can I defeat the Sith, specifically Sidous, without any legs! That's horrible! I'll be crippled for the rest of eternity! But, I need my legs! I like having legs!

He slammed the palm of his hand repeatedly against Talon's side.

"Talon," he shrieked, "Get offa me!" I've come so far! It can't end like this! This is stupid! This whole situation is a piece of bantha shite!

Talon's body began to move again and for a second he thought he was going to finally unknowingly crush him once and for all. He braced himself, but all that happened was Talon's red apple eyes sluggishly opened and blinked sleepily, large head turning to him.

"Luke, what are you doing down there," the terror bird asked in his mind, sounding as if he spoke through a yawn. But there was something off in the tone. It sounded a bit too pleased, if he could say.

He growled, "What am I doing here, you ask? Just get offa me already!"

"Oh, ok." The terror bird spoke calmly, and then slowly Talon stretched and stood. Immediately he scrambled away, coughing.

"You could've killed me!" he shouted.

Talon gazed at him. Red apple eyes twinkling, "Trust me Luke, I would never."

"What! Wait a sec, did you do that on purpose!" he huffed, arms crossing.

He glared as laughter rang out in his head.

"You did do that on purpose didn't you!" he accused.

"As I said Luke, I would never." Slowly the ruffled terror bird settled back down, preening the some creamy white feathers that stuck up messily. Wind battered against them creating wave like motions in the plumage and stirring up even more of the light downy material which then in turn came loose and floated down specifically upon him, like falling leaves in the dead of autumn.

He blew the feathers away.

One landed on his head, snatching it off he forcefully threw it somewhere else, hopefully off the roof of the building.

Stupid bird. So this is how he thanks me.

Next thing he knew Talon was nuzzling him playfully, "Don't look so upset Luke."

Anger dissipating he sighed, and stroked the large soft head looking into those red apple eyes, pushing down three feathers that had stuck up awkwardly, but in the end they popped back up. Talon purred like a lil' kitten.

"Now here, let me make it up to you. Let me find you something to eat, okay?"

His stomach growled loudly in agreement, causing his face to take on a pink tint.

"I guess that would be nice."

Talon just laughed melodically.

He just scowled.