Fun Times with Vincent 6
Chapter 6: What's with the Gay Dragon Statue
Four weeks go by after Cid's bond with Vincent. The current job is helping to dismantle a mako reactor out in the boondocks. There is a local town, as most reactors have some connection to a human settlement. The people act nice enough. Dragons seem to be the main theme, from paintings to a huge, pink dragon statue in the center of the town.
Day one, Cid make the mistake of asking, " Whats with the gay dragon in town square? " By the look everyone gave him, they don't seem to like insults and poorly made jokes about dragons.
That evening he decides to call up Vincent. " This place is just weird. Think I made a joke about their god or something. " Describes the town to Vincent, " Plus, they seem really into pink dragons. "
Vincent dimly remembers the place, " I was once sent to the town during my Turk years. The place was willing to submit to Shin-Ra's requests. I later heard one of the grunts left behind went awol. I never cared for the place. I'll be there in a few days. "
Cid, " If ya want. Not sure how long we'll be here." Knowing by Vincent's tone, the ex-turk is coming anyway. Promises to try and be careful. Or at least try not put foot in mouth again.
There is something that puzzled Cid. The town doesn't seem to really care if the reactor stays or goes. Wasn't til WRO arrival did they even start to shut the thing down. Cid also really doesn't care. Just wants to get the job done so he can leave. The town itself seems to sit in some plains. There doesn't seem to be any dangerous predators in the area. The creatures that are close to town are cattle. There is a mayor, who seems to not care if it be Shin-Ra or WRO. Most of the crew, they seem to politely accept. The closer to completion, the friendly the mayor became with Cid. It is no longer a surprise, a couple days into the job, that mayor asks for Cid to come pay a visit.
The local mayor is a willowy man with thin gray hair and striking green eyes. His robes, no shock, have a lovely dragon pattern. The Mayor's office does seem to have a wutain inspired theme. Cid sometimes wonder if some wutain came by redecorated the whole play for shits. The Captain sits down on the offered seat, putting his boot up on the mayor's desk. Mayor Blaine doesn't comment about the boot, instead offers to Cid a sweet ice tea with some biscuits. Cid accepts the drink but declines the biscuits.
Mayor Blaine smiles, " It has been a pleasure, having your people help us so much. "
Cid thinks the tea is a bit too tart, " I've been dying to ask, why didn't you take the reactor down sooner? I mean by all accounts, this town hardly used it. "
Mayor Blaine gives a smile, " Was put up as a sign of good will to Shin-Ra. Thank goodness someone knocked them down a few pegs, am I right? "
Cid, " Yeah, I guess. And whats with them pink dragon statues? " Not that he cares but he was placing a bet with his first mate.
Mayor Blaine, " There is a legend. A band of settlers were given this land as a place for a fresh new start. Turns out the local monsters used to be rather aggressive. The story goes one of the last children of Bahamut took great pity on us. Whenever the town is in danger, our protector will rise up and smite our enemy. "
Cid is feeling pretty damn sleepy now, " Why did ya want me here? "
Mayor Blaine gives an innocent smile, " Oh, there is a task only you can do for us. " Eyeing Cid's now empty glass.
Cid drops the glass, " What did you put in this drink? " His head feels weird like he took some nighttime medication. Tries to stand, finding its easier said then done. As he struggles to stay awake, he notices Mayor Blaine has stopped talking. Mayor Blaine says something that's hard to understand.
Cid, " You... fuckhead... " Passing out.
Cid wakes up in what looks live some well decorated cavern area. Without his spear. A good sized dragon settled in the back of the cavern, both clearly old and pink. The place decorated like a shrine with fire pyres the only sources of light. Some old treasures that were more for eye candy then actual use. Enough glitter to stroke the ego of any dragon. Mayor Blaine also there. Cid's still feeling groggy as hell.
Mayor Blaine, " Good afternoon. Sorry for the deception. "
Cid stumbles to his feet, " Fuck you. "
Mayor Blaine, wringing his hands together, " You must pardon our secrecy.. The dragon is a sweet heart. "
Cid can see the dragon seems to be in some discomfort and sighs, " Okay whats the story? " This dragon doesn't see, any more special then the next dumb beast. Just potty trained.
Mayor Blaine, " This is a very old town. The people here really do believe in that old fairy tale. " Laughs a little, " But she has helped protect the town in her younger years. When the Shin-Ra came here, we had to hide her away. They would have killed her. I dare not let the town know she is under the weather. "
Cid raises an eyebrow, " I take it you need me to make her feel better. "
Mayor Blaine starts to pet the dragon's face, " She has not been eating well. There is something wrong with her, but she will not let any of us go near. I watched you work, Mr Highwind, and I see you got a natural strength in your hands. Can you see if she might let help? " He seems to have a real affection for his pet.
Cid carefully approaching the elderly dragon. It does seem to be docile. Reaches out and caresses her head, " Hey, I'm not dragon expert. " Dragon gives Cid a lick on the cheek.
Mayor Blaine, " I think she's taking a liking to you. Maybe if you check in her mouth. Its either her stomach or a bad tooth. " Cid just stares at him. " If you do this, then I shall do anything you want. I have an heirloom gem that is priceless. I can give you our best crops. Anything you wish! Please.. "
If Cid was oh his right mind, he wouldn't even be considering helping this man out, " This beast won't try an eat me, will it? "
Mayor Blaine just smiles in a reassuring way, " I promise you, she will not bite. "
Cid gives the Mayor Blaine a hard look, " I'll look but trust me, if this tries to eat me, you are a dead man! "
Cid nervously watches as the dragon's maw opens up. This beast is one of the larger sorts of dragon. Makes a face at the bad breath. The front teeth seem fine. Has to climb into the mouth in order to see all the back teeth. There is indeed a bad tooth sitting in the back top row.
Cid, " Sorry, old lady, but this tooth has to go. "
With great difficulty, he gave the tooth a pull. The dragon making sounds of pain. Suddenly the rotten tooth pops free, sending Cid to the back of the throat. The mouth snaps shut, with a jerk and swallow, Cid is sent down the throat of the dragon. The wet tunnel of muscle squeezing him down the long neck. His protests are ignored as Cid struggles and tries to stop his descent. The smell of decay seems to grow stronger the closer he get to the stomach. What feels like too long, he is dropped into a larger space. It is as horrible as he feared.
Cid yells, " What the fuck man?! What .. the .. fuck?!"
Mayor Blaine, " I did mention she hasn't been eating well. "
Cid yells, " You said you wouldn't let this bitch eat me! "
Mayor Blaine, " I said she wouldn't bite you. You are a talented man, Highwind, but you are an obnoxious one. "
Cid, " When I get out of there, you are a dead man! "
Mayor Blaine, " Sir, when you come out, you will be nothing but dragon shit. This shit will be used to grow wonderful crops and keep the wild animals away. Oh and she is an Albino Red dragon. " Last more a fuck you to Cid.
The stomach quivers and shakes him off his feet. Walls starts to drip with digestive enzymes. Can feel the acids starting to make him exposed skin tingle. If not for his experience inside Vincent's stomach, he might have panicked. Can't wait for Vincent to save him. There are only two ways out of a dragon. Slipping his goggles over his eyes, his scarf over his mouth and nose, and looking for the exit. The stomach acid slowly rising around him.
Cid muttering, " Fuck.. fuck.. fuck..." Till he finds the exit. " This is gonna suck. When I get out, I'm gonna fucking eat you, ya old bitch."
Forcing his way through the tight opening into the smaller intestines. The muscles aren't easy to pry open, even with gloves on his hands. Anyone else this would not be a good idea. Part of the bond has gifted Cid with some ability to heal himself. Its might not as quick as Vincent, but can heal the burns from the stomach acid once he gets out. One small mercy, the liquid gets absorbed into lining of the intestines and replaced with waste products. There are times he wants to stop and rest. His rage and indignation over being eaten help him keep struggling toward. The dragon's guts squeeze him along in a harsh embrace. The dragon gets steadily restless the closer he gets to the exit. He would pity the damn thing, except he was the one who got swallowed. So fuck it!
The world is soon shaking and squeezing harder, as the dragon is trying to empty out something very solid. With a hard push, Cid finds himself dumped back into the ceremonial cave. Cid takes a deep breath, coughing as he finally gets some fresh air. The dragon, cranky from what felt like constipation, gives the source of its pain an angry look. Not used to its food escaping, the dragon prepares to try swallowing the pilot again.
Cid stands up a bit unsteady, " You're late! "
There is a series of gunshots that ring through the cavern. The dragon backs up a little, trying to see what the source of the attacker is. Vincent jumps down next to Cid, wrinkling his nose some.
Cid, " Oh, shut up. " As he knows Vincent finds humor in Cid's predicament.
Vincent, " How do you wish to get rid of this? "
Cid, " Give me the materia. I want an eye of a #*&% eye. " The materia slipped into his hand. The dragon has decided it will get its meal back by trying to snatch him up in its maw. Might be missing some teeth, but still has enough to do damage. Vincent hanging back letting Cid take this one. Quickly activates the materia. The dragon stands chance against the mastered materia and shrinking down to something the size of a small cat. With some effort, Cid catches the confused dragon. " God this ain't going to be easy. "
Vincent offers, " I could eat it for you. "
Cid, " No, this is my catch. I made a promise I would eat this old bitch and I plan to keep it. "
Vincent, " Then, I shall help you through this. " He helps keep the dragon still. There is an odd excitement in Vincent's eyes. Cid might even say this is turning his lover on.
Cid shoves the dragon's head into his mouth. It tastes better then he expected. Hard to compare it to anything but exotic meat and spice. Shoving more of the dragon down ans finding its not an easy prey to swallow. The squirming dragon, tight in Cid's throat. His jaws begins to ache after he takes in the front legs. Sharp pain and a pop in his jaw and more of the dragon goes down. The tail of the dragon whipping around in panic. Then comes another problem. The bulk of the beast is cutting off his airway. Vincent is there to help massage his throat. With one last swallow, his eyes tearing up, he finally swallows the dragon down. His jaw pops back into place. The dragon is left wiggling in his stomach. The experience leaving Cid gasping for breath.
Cid looks down at his wiggling stomach, " How the hell do you do it? " Having a full stomach like this kind of feels good.
Vincent, " I usually don't eat anything that big. " Looks Cid over as he rubs the distended belly. You have no control over your stomach. The dragon will die in a very painful manner. " Not really caring if the dragon did suffer.
Cid feels a little guilty. " Yeah, I think I prefer my future dinners dead first before swallow. " He almost had the same fate.
Vincent, " I suggest you wash off now. " No need to point out why.
Cid, " Yeah... wanna help? I got dragon crap in places no one should. "' Thank the goddess for the natural pool of water nearby. As Vincent helps clean Cid off, the dragon's struggles are slowing as his stomach churns away. For a moment, he actually feels for the dragon. Just not enough to save its life. How many people perished in the dragon's own guts? Still, he decides that digesting living creatures, despite how nice it feels, is not his thing.
Vincent seems to enjoy washing his mate off. The acids left their mark on the 'pilot's clothing with holes and wear marks. Thankful for the bond they share. One that allowed him to find Cid. Chaos also approving of Cid's judgment on the elderly dragon. It knew there was a reason they choose Cid as their mate. He listens quietly as Cid goes over what happened.
Vincent, " So.. what do you wish to do next? "
Mayor Blaine sat at his desk. He knows he can get some of the towns people to back up his claims that Cid stormed off. Will be able to find a place for the spear. Make it sound like a creature at him. These things do happen and Highwind is just a mere human. It is a shame to give up a beautiful spear. Maybe they can ask to keep it if they promise to make a monument to Cid's sacrifice.. err help. There is the sound of two women protesting something. Then Highwind barging his way into the office, leaving the upset women downstairs. His clothes do show signs acidic wear.
Cid, with a smile, " Hey Blaine, I came for my spear. " The smile never reaches his eyes.
Mayor Blaine sits down in shock, " But... how? " Then notices Cid's stomach.
Cid, " Not as easy as one would like. Hey, remember when I said you would die? " Bullet tears through Mayor Blaine's head, blowing out a chunk of his face off. Grabs his spear back. " Never said it would be by my hand. "
Two woman seen what happened inside the room. One hurries off as the second charges Cid with a knife. Cid spins around impaling her through the heart, " I hate cults. " The sound of alarm going off.
Cid comes out, as the towns people are coming towards him with weapons. His spear striking out, slashing, stabbing and parrying at weapons. Vincent's gun shooting at the people bellow. Some of the people take their aim at Vincent's location, forcing him to move to a better spot. The sound of additional gunshots are head, as some of the Crew of the Shera join the battle. As the sun starts to set, the combat winds down. By the count, half the town is now dead. Cid managed to get only a few minor wounds. Cid's stomach still bearing evidence of its meal, not quite as big but a little paunchy.
A surviving towns-person, a woman named Jeyce approaching with a white flag, " Not all of us are with em. "
Cid has little patience for bullshit at this point, " You know you're town been feeding people to a fucking dragon, lady? "
Jeyce, "No, we were suppose to be feeding the dragon live stock! That stupid greedy fool. Please … we ain't all like that. "
Cid looks to Vincent, " So think she is telling the truth. "
Vincent, " Seems so.. " Leaving the final judgment for Cid to decide.
Cid, " This is the way it'll go.. We'll leave you in charge. Trust me, we will be checking up on your town. So more more crazy Cult shit, got it? By the way, your dragon's dead. " Leads his way out of town, with Vincent by his side. The more his stomach absorbs the dragon, the better he feels. The two men pause. Lips locking in a slow, deep kiss.
Cid, " Think I should report to reeve now or later? " Vincent gives a soft, sexy growl, rubbing Cid's belly. " Yeah, I'll do it later. Let's go fuck. "
End chapter 6