Chapter 2 :
~Those idiots. Ask them to do one simple task and they screw
it up… as usual. If they weren’t my
brothers, I’d string them up by their tails and leave them to freeze. Of all the places we had to crash, it had to
be Terra Nore.~
Repton shivered (but if
anyone saw, they’d never live to tell the story). Currently, his idiot brothers were fixing
their bikes, and he was scouting the terra.
He wasn’t about to reduce himself to doing menial tasks.
‘Hmmm… a cave,’ Repton turned
to look back at his brothers who were hopelessly trying to piece together their
rides. With a roll of his eyes, he
stalked off into the slightly warmer and dryer cave.
(Stork)
‘
Despite his grumbling, it was
a well known fact (well, among merbs that is) that merbs loved
Stripping off his uniform and
folding it carefully, the youth stacked it and his precious monitor off to the
side where it would be safe (unless there was a cave-in, that is).
‘Beautiful warm…mmmm… feet love warm… hands love warm…’ Stork looked around
again, craining his ears for any unknown sounds. Hearing nothing, he relaxed back in the hot
spring. There was no way Repton and his
cronies would be hanging around on Terra Nore. Lizards hated cold as much as Merbs did.
Being alone with nothing but
his thoughts was pretty normal for Stork.
He enjoyed his privacy. The
others were definitely more social than he’d ever desire to be. He just couldn’t understand the
attraction. Aerrow
was always mooning over Piper… and Starling.
Junko didn’t seem to care either way about girls… maybe he was gay. And Finn… well, Stork was sure the blond was
gay. In fact, he’d bet anything that the
teen was so far in the closet he didn’t even realize he was gay. After all, he chased after every human female
he met, yet every time a girl tried to get close he’d push her away.
‘I guess Finn’s cute… for a
human,’ Stork decided. Mammals were so
hard to understand. Lizards on the other
hand… well, they were easy to figure out.
Lizards had a one track mind.
Being carnivores, mostly they thought of hunting down their prey and
proving their dominance over anyone weaker than them.
‘Heh,
Repton and his cronies aren’t very tough.
I could take them… well, maybe not Repton,’ Stork mused, thinking of the
nicely muscled raptor… er, I mean, buff… ok, very
hard to come up with an unattractive word for him.
After all, those little
tattoo markings under his eyes were pretty attractive. Stork trailed his fingers over his own
pierced ears fondly. Not many Merbs were
brave enough to get their ears pierced.
Most were too afraid of getting lead poisoning. Not that Stork hadn’t been petrified at the
time…
A tumble of rocks made the Merb
whip his head around frantically, shivers wracking his body for a moment.
‘Must have been the wind… or
gnomes. Gnomes are evil. Especially lawn gnomes. They spy on people and take their secrets
back to their underground lairs… plotting and planning to one day take over the
world!’ Stork stated to himself.
Everyone one knew that lawn gnomes were the enemy of all good things in
the world. And those who didn’t… they’d
find out someday!
Either way, we’re all
doomed.’
Relaxing back, the green
skinned boy sighed as the heat spread through his body.
(Repton)
Flicking his tongue out to
taste the air, the raptor was pleased to note the slight taste of steam coming
from one of the side tunnels. It could
take his brothers hours to finish the repairs.
Might as well enjoy the warmth, not to mention finally getting some
peace and quiet away from his ever present crew.
Walking down the tunnel, Repton’s ears suddenly perked at the faint sound of humming
coming from deeper in the cave. Snarling
under his breath, he continued on silently.
Raptors were excellent hunters, after all. And whoever dared to enter the same cave as
him was going to be in for a nasty surprise.
Claws flexing in
anticipation, the lizard crept forward towards the narrow entrance where he
could now clearly see the steam rising from the depths. A hot spring, perhaps? Once he’d gotten rid of the intruder, it
would be a relaxing place to spend his time.
The raptor tensed to strike
as he peered silently around the entranceway to catch a glimpse of the fool
that was about to feel his wrath. He bit
back a low growl as he spotted the green-skinned Merb soaking defenselessly
before him. The paranoid storm hawk
hadn’t even noticed him.
This was the opportunity of a
lifetime. He hadn’t had the opportunity
to… repay the pilot for his tricks. That
little salamander had gotten the better of him once, but not this time. Repton flexed his claws again with a
smirk. Oh yes… revenge was sweet.
… tbc…