Title: How To Woo Stork

Disclaimer: I own this like I have self control...-grins-and I don't.

Summary: Finn, trying to find a way to get Stork to really notice him, tries to come up with a plan. But, when that fails, the other Storm Hawks come to the rescue. Though, will Stork's paranoia cause him to realize what is going on?

Warnings: Slash, guy-on-guy, yaoi...whatever you call it, it's happenin', my grammar/ spellin', OOC-ness, will get graphic later, maybe, I dunno, and quite possibly, anythin' I can thing of, and any ideas ya'll have.

Side notes: New to the whole Storm Hawks thing, but hopelessly addicted. If some things are messed up, and/or missing, that's why.

Thoughts

Chapter Three

Stork's eyes roamed over the clouds that filled the sky as he listened to Radarr snacking on a mango. His mind, however, was a different story. We need to set up a quarantine on the Condor. Finn's got to be in isolation. ...Same with Piper and Aerrow. After all, the plague is contagious.

"Hey, Stork!" Junko called, entering the room. The loud sound startled the merb, making him jump a bit. "Where'd everyone go?"

"If I'm right, they're holding Finn down as he tries to tear their eyes out," Stork replied calmly.

"Huh? Why would Finn try to do that?" Junko asked, not understanding the pilot.

"'Cause he's infected with the mummified virus plague!" Stork said, his hands twitching along with one of his eyes. "At the very least...maybe even something worse...like brainworms...or possibly even the roach fever! He might not make it until we land."

"...I'm going to go check on Finn, then. Make sure he's all right," Junko said, wondering if something really was wrong with Finn. He has been acting distant today, he thought, turning to walk out of the room.

"You'll never make it back!" Stork replied, "You'll get infected just like the others and end up killing us all! Leaving us to suffer a painful, gruesome death. Most likely when we kill each other!"

"...Okay..." Junko said walking out of the room. Stork heard Radarr squawk before leaving the room after Junko, leaving him alone as he steered. Even alone, Stork felt as if something was watching him. Letting go of the controls momentarily, he whipped around, looking around the room while he stood next to the controls.

Something's going on! Stork though, scanning the room for anything out of the ordinary. "I don't like this," he said, slowly turning to take the controls again. Okay, calm down. Nothing's out to get you. He heard a crash from behind him.

"Something's out to get me!" Stork screeched, accidentally hitting the controls as he whipped around. His yellow eyes widened as he looked around the room yet again. He was only able to look for a short time. That was because the Condor had began a nosedive towards the Wastelands.

He lost his footing once the airship descended too much, making Stork grab at the floor in an attempt to reach the controls again. Once he grabbed a hold of them, settling his feet againt the floor, he pulled back as hard as he could, jolting when he felt the Condor slam into a rocky cliff, hearing the metal groaning as it was dented and torn apart.

Stork groaned as he continued to pull, feeling the airship slowly level out. He let out the breath that he was holding once the Condor was steady again. Oh, no! he realized, standing stiffly. Now, they are going to come here! And they're all infected!

He quickly pulled the auto-pilot lever, running over to his survival chests. He hunched over them and glanced at the lids, looking at the pictures of different disasters that he was prepared for. Suddenly, Stork stopped when he realized that he was not completely sure of what Finn had given the other Storm Hawks.

I'm doomed!

"Stork!" Aerrow shouted as the merb heard the footprints approaching quickly. Oh, yeah...definately doomed! "What happened?" He roughly swallow, feeling a cold sweat coat the back of his neck.Without turning around, he could tell that they were all standing behind him, watching him.

"N-nothing's wrong!" Stork replied, feeling his hand twitch and hoping that none of them saw it.

"Then why did the Condor-" Piper started to say.

"Nothing's wrong!" Stork repeated. "Now, please, leave!" The others looked at each other puzzled.

"What's going on, Stork?" Aerrow asked. "It's not usual that-"

"I'll be back in a bit!" the pilot said, knowing that they were not going to leave so easily. He started sprinting out of the room as fast as he could, making sure not to breathe as he passed them.

"Well, that was odd," Junko commented, the others nodding in agreement.

Stork stopped once he entered his room, locking all of the locks on his door. He breathed deeply, knowing that they were all still there. As quick as he could he opened his closet, searching through all of the chests that he had stored in there.

Okay, he thought, trying to eliminate different diseases. He put all of the chests that were for certain areas to on side of his room, filtering the others into categories which depended on the symptoms. Down to...twenty-five...easy enough.

Finn's been silent...so there's been mood changes, big ones...and very reserved... Okay, these four don't apply. It's most likely contagious...mainly, because they almost always are...so, that rules out...two... Stork sighed. This might be a bit more difficult.

Someone knocking at his door made him jump. His head jerked up to look at his door, as if staring at it would tell him who was standing on the other side. "W-who is it?" he asked, unable to keep himself from stuttering.

"Stork, it's Aerrow!" the voice called, making his spine shiver. He's come to infect me! "Can I come in?"

"Give me a minute!" he replied, just noticing that a few piles of his crates were in front of the door, effectively blocking it. As he began to put all of the chests back into his closet, he could hear the redhead humming a strange tune, one that was very familiar to him.

Focus, Stork! Once everything was balanced carefully, so nothing would fall if he opened his closet again, and he was sure that he would, Stork walked over to his nightstand pulling out a respirator. Pulling it over his mouth and nose, he slowly walked to the door, sighing.

I can still catch any number of diseases just by being near him. But, here goes... Stork began to unchain, unbolt, and unlock his door, taking his time with each one. When the door was opened, Aerrow walked into his room, looking worried. The pilot swallowed roughly, wondering how long he could possibly be near him before the redhead would touch him...or cough on him...or sneeze... Not long, Stork thought, nervously.

End of Chapter Three

Review for more. Just saw Forbidden City, and, God, all the Finn/ Stork hints, and Stork goodness made me nearly die...of happiness, of course. And, now I'm inspired to write a oneshot of Finn/ Stork smut... -Grins-And I will.

Thanks for reviewing:

horribly random: -Smiles-Think that's why a lot of people like it. Awww, thanks, sweetheart. An' I think you're review might'ave been cut off, but I dunno.

Irish Whirlwind: -Laughs-Yeah, this's a Finn/ Stork fic, all right. Well, I got a few ideas, but I'm mainly just wingin' it...kind like how I do everythin'. Love this pair, too. Glad you like it, also.

PhaerynTao: -Laughs loudly-Here's more! Glad you love it.

lunascarlet: -Laughs-Workin' on them both, though, I got sidetracked...like usual. Didn't know you watched SH, sweetie. Yeah, I have a habit of disappearin' every once in a while, usual when somethin' catches my attention, but I always return...eventually. 'Sides, I got a free weekend, which is how I'm able to type this up and CO.

Dotskip317: -Grins-Ya know what, I was thinkin' 'bout doin' some in Stork's POV, mainly 'cause he's fun to do (pun not intended but greatly appreciated). -Smiles-Thinkin' that both options a an' b will be used. Here's the next update.

voodoo-coffee: -Smiles-Well, here's the next installment! Glad you find it cute.

Linnsche: -Grins-Well, bad in a good way. Well, you like a lot of things, hon.