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I'm back with a second drabble! It's not really related to the first, though it could work as some sort of timeline continuation I suppose...

This time I wondered what would happen if for some random reason, Heath were not able to take care of Hyperion - before Vaida joined the fray, that is, as she would just take care of the two together...hope you'll like it!

Many many thanks to my four reviewers, I'm really glad to see that people like these drabbles so far!!

#2#Me, Myself and Your Lizard

Legault let out a long breath as he saw the green wyvern tied to its usual spot.

"Well...here goes...what I wouldn't do..." He mumbled as he stepped closer to the damn flying lizard. As Hyperion looked up menacingly, he held up his hands. "I offer a truce!" He called out. As he saw the animal pause as if surprised, he continued nonchalantly. "Or...your could always refuse and just watch me walk away with this lovely bucket full of scrumptious and tasty..." He trailed off as he held up a slice of raw meat from the bucket Lowen had handed him.

Hyperion seemed overtaken, and agreed to the truce as he promptly settled, the lazy, drawled movements of his tail the only sign that betrayed his excitement at the prospect of scrumptious, tasty...

Legault carefully stepped closer and cautiously held out the piece of meat like he had seen Heath do many times before.

Hyperion obediently complied.

"Well well...I guess it would seem you're not such a bad lizard in the end, are you..." Legault commented as he continued to feed the wyvern. He knew that Hyperion did not appreciate the comment but that he let it go for the sake of his dinner - although Legault himself would have proven a bigger dinner...

No! Bad Legault, bad! Don't think about him eating you or the stupid thing's gonna feel it and actually do it!

The thief chuckled nervously as he gently - but carefully - patted the 'lizard's' neck, his hand lingering on the hard scales. He chuckled once more as the proud beast unconsciously leaned into the touch. "Heh, good boy...finally gotten over that urge to chew me, have you?!--Gya!--or maybe not..." He reconsidered as his fingers had almost been bitten off along with the last strap of meat. "That's it, no more!" Add something! "Wouldn't want you to turn into an overweight wyvern, Heath would have my head for that, you know..." He said as the wyvern sniffed around him for some more hidden meat, huffing in disappointment as he found none.

Heath sat up with a start and winced badly as he brought a hand to his bandaged shoulder. What had happened?...oh yeah, stray arrow. Hurt like Hell! He sighed in frustration and looked outside the tent's flaps, noticing the setting sun. His eyes widening, he hastily - but carefully - put on his shirt, not even taking the time to tuck it into his trousers, and almost jumped into his boots before dashing as quickly as his state allowed him to the mess.

"Hello Lowen! I'm sorry I'm late!" He called quickly.

The knight waved his hand and smiled. "Legault already took care of feeding Hyperion some time ago - but are you sure you're well enough to be--"

"Legault?!" The other cut him off in surprise, frowning as he raised a hand to his forehead. "Why would he..."

"Well, you were really out cold...and Hyperion was growing restless. Legault just volunteered..." Lowen put in.

Heath shook his head in disbelief and thanked him before walking towards his mount and one sneaky thief. What he saw upon reaching them surprised him so that he stopped in his tracks and stepped behind a tent - the supplies tent, as the Lords had figured that no one would dare to steal anything in a tent guarded by a wyvern. But back to the point.

Legault was seated on the wyvern - Hyperion let him, too - and seemed to be talking to him. Heath strained himself to hear what exactly he was saying, and his eyes widened curiously as he heard the other say his name.

"I really do mean no harm, you know. I just wonder why he still tenses up so much when I get near - I mean, after all this time, it should be obvious that I won't hurt him, shouldn't it? even you've seemed to have changed your opinion of me...although that's probably mostly due to the fact that I just fed you, hmm?" As Hyperion growled playfully in return, Legault shook his head and sighed - but a smile was on his lips. "Damn lizard," He said good-naturedly. He then hummed thoughtfully. "If only your master were so easy to win over..."

As Hyperion seemed to protest, he nodded with a chuckle. "Ah, you're right; it most probably wouldn't be any fun then."

Heath looked away despite himself as the other's smile had made his chest clench over his heart. Sighing, he stepped out of hiding, smiling as Hyperion immediately caught sight of him and looked up happily. "There, there boy...I'm okay now, you see?" He then looked up to see the thief raise an eyebrow at him. "...Thank you for feeding him." He conceded.

Legault grinned slightly as he leaned back on the wyvern. "Don't mention it..." He replied. "But it was fun." He then admitted with a smirk. "Your bird and I were having a little 'bonding' moment..."

Hyperion didn't even protest to the thief's nicknames anymore. Heath sighed at this - was he really harder to get close to than a wyvern?

"How's your wound doing?" Legault asked him as he slid off the creature's back to stand next to him.

Heath blinked and then shook his head as a hand went to cover the wound. "It hurt on the spot, but we've got very efficient healers; a good night's sleep should get the numbness away." He assured him.

Legault nodded and took another step closer when he noticed the other was tensing up again. Repressing a sigh, he turned around and waved over his shoulder as he left. "'Night, then! See ya, birdie!" And in a swirl of shadows, he was gone.

Heath sighed as he watched him, smiling as Hyperion affectionately nudged his back with his head. "Seems like I still can't let it go..." He murmured as he pat his mount's head. He then shook his head as he turned to look at him. "So. What, exactly, did he ever say to you that would let him get away with calling you a bird on top of a lizard?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

One mystery at a time...otherwise, he'd never see the end of that living, walking riddle that was Legault the thief.

End#2

Well, there you go, second drabble. Hoped you liked it, please leave a comment if you read it!

I'm working on another one, it should hopefully be up soon, so check back on it if you're interested!

Renn