Cute little gift fic for @muffinlance based on their fic Salvage set in my dragon au featuring Dragon Panuk and Dragon Bato. Panuk normally sheds his scales in winter to grow in new white ones to blend into the snow better and then sheds them again nearing summer to brown. In-between he tends to have a speckled molted look of white and brown. But after going overboard during a storm in Slavage his system is all messed up now.
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Panuk grumbled stretching his long body out the best he could without hitting anything on the deck of the ship. It was hard to sunbath on a ship when you were his size. But he was hoping baking himself in the sun would trick his body into finally realizing it was summer and shed the last of his white scales. Ever since his dip in the ocean during that storm where Zuko the idiot he was had jumped overboard to try and save him his body was convinced that it was winter or approaching winter.
He had already shed the last of his white scales previous to that fun swim in the ocean a few weeks prior but the cold of the water had shocked his system into thinking it was winter again and his scales started to shed once more and grow in white. It was annoying and itchy. They had tried any number of things to get rid of the white scales but it didn’t work.
Plucking them out just left sore spots and made them grow back even faster and spread giving him a molted brown and white look instead of a speckled look. The occasional white scale had grown into patches of white scales among his brown. Zuko had tried warming him up to unbearable levels in human form with his bending and piles of blankets and furs but all that had done was make him sweat. Now they where trying something fire benders did. Sunbathing.
His twenty foot long body was stretched out across the length of the main deck with everything moved as much out of his way as possible. Bato was in his own dragon form swimming alongside the ship occasionally rearing his head out of the water to spray warmed up sea water over him for the sun to bake dry. That had been Toklo’s idea after seeing the hot showers available on Zuko’s uncle’s ship. Between the warm water showers and the sun baking down on him they hoped to trick his body into shedding the white scales again.
He wasn’t too sure if this would work but it was worth the try especially when he had a small black dragonling stretched out along his back between his wings purring happily as he sunbathe himself and warmed up the spot he took up quite nicely. It was kinda nice in some ways just laying there soaking up Agni’s rays. He could see why Zuko enjoyed doing it so much. Although it wouldn’t benefit him the way it would a fire bender or fire dragon it was still nice.
He really wished he could rollover onto his back but that would disturb Zuko. And as much fun as that would be it would also mean sharp claws digging into his scales and squawks of outraged protest that involved a lot of sparks. He was not fire proof and Zuko was very good at digging his claws in-between scales besides he didn’t have the room to roll over not without crushing those who worked around him.
Toklo had climbed up his shoulder and neck to rest sprawled between the horns on his head talking to him and Zuko about all manner of things not minding getting sprayed with water when Bato showered them. Even Zuko didn’t seem to mind the shower. The only thing he wished he could do right now was talk then he could get Zuko or Toklo to scratch that itchy spot just by his hip and tail where some scales itched in a way that meant they would shed soon. Maybe this would work after all and he could finally be rid of his white scales.
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Prompt: Aang didn't know Zuko was raising a baby dragon
Aang tilts his head. He doesn’t lower his staff, because—because Zuko, but he doesn’t try hitting him again, either. At least, not anywhere near his chestplate, which the other boy is very suddenly defending like there’s a second Avatar inside.
“Do you… have something in there?” Aang asks.
“NO!” shouts Zuko, who definitely has something inside his armor. It makes a kind of scrabbly-paws-on-metal sound and then—
“Do you have a dragon in there?” Aang squeals.
And maybe in retrospect he should have thought more before bouncing towards the fiery teenager, but in Aang’s defense there is the cutest, tiniest, fluffiest little maned dragon head he’s ever seen trying to peek out of Zuko’s neckline. And anyway, the other boy is way too busy backpedaling and trying to push the dragon’s snout back inside to Capture the Avatar, so. So Aang absolutely shoves a hand at the dragon’s nose for it to smell him, because that’s how you greet them—
—Or is that praying mantis-dogs?—
And then there is a Fire Prince squawking and shoving him away, which is definitely not a bending move, but not before a little lizard tongue tickles Aang’s hand which is so cute.
“Uh,” says Sokka, lowering his club. “I. I am not actually sure how I’m supposed to be reacting, here.”
“We’re fighting,” snarls Zuko, who is cupping protective hands over the dragon, and definitely not fighting. The dragon has wormed one stubby little leg and an adorably oversized wing out, and seems enthusiastically set on more.
Which is the point where Zuko’s uncle finally catches up to them, at his usual leisurely pace. If he wasn’t with Zuko, Aang would maybe think that the older man wasn’t all that invested in catching him.
“Nephew, do you…” And then he catches sight of the dragon.
Zuko pales.
“Hello, Uncle Backup,” says Sokka, grabbing Aang and Katara’s arms. “And that’s our cue to go go go.”
Zuko chases them. Because he’s Zuko.
Zuko… gets ahead of them. Which is not very chase-y?
Zuko vaults into Appa’s saddle ahead of them and holds his hands up as Katara threatens him with a hovering stream of water. He… doesn’t seem to be leaving, or attacking, and his uncle is running after them way faster than Aang is used to, so. Yip-yip?
Katara and Sokka sit down, once Zuko’s uncle looks very small under them. Zuko keeps his hands up. The baby dragon is flapping its free wing appreciatively in the rushing air. And chirruping really cutely.
“So,” says Sokka, slowly. “You… needed a ride?”
“I don’t—” Zuko starts to shout, before lowering his volume, even if his tone is exactly the same. “I don’t need a ride.”
“Uh-huh,” says Sokka, even more slowly.
Zuko continues to keep his hands up. His dragon is trying to squirm the rest of the way free, and has decided that gnawing at his chest plate is the way to do this. It’s making pretty good progress against the black and red paint. The metal, not so much.
Aang keeps glancing back from Appa’s head. “You, um,” he says, suddenly realizing that You seemed scared will probably just lead to more shouting. And fire. Which there has been a really noticeable lack of, and Aang kind of wants to encourage that.
“Did your uncle not know about the dragon?” he asks, instead.
“Uncle is the Dragon of the West,” Zuko says, more quietly than Aang has ever heard him say anything. And also like it’s a full explanation. But judging by the equally confused looks on Katara and Sokka’s faces, this isn’t just another thing he’s missed during the past hundred years.
The baby dragon huffs at its lack of progress. And flops, like an over-cooked and very dejected noodle, against Zuko’s chest.
Zuko swallows. And stops glaring at any of them, because he’s no longer meeting their eyes. He lowers his hands, slowly, and works a shoulder strap free. It’s enough for the dragon to puddle limply down into his lap, where it curls into a very alert spring.
“Do you know how someone gets the title dragon?” Zuko says. “By killing a dragon. Uncle thought he killed the last two. And father was—he was so mad, not that uncle killed the last, but that he killed two. That he didn’t leave some glory for the rest of our family.”
Sokka clears his throat, after the obligatory awkward silence. “Your family is… kind of messed up, huh?”
“What was your first clue,” says the Fire Prince, his scarred face deadpan.
His very prominently scarred face.
Oh.
Katara crosses her arms. Which makes her look grumpier, but she’s not able to bend as quickly like that, so Aang knows she’s feeling less going-to-waterwhip-you grumpy and more prove-me-wrong grumpy.
“If killing it would be so glorious,” she asks, “why haven’t you?”
“It— She— She’s just a child. It wouldn’t be honorable,” Zuko says, straightening his back.
“Uh-huh,” says Sokka.
But Aang. Aang grins. “Hey! I’m a child, too!”
The Fire Prince groans, and drops his face into his knees. His dragon climbs up onto his head and, using his ponytail approximately like a tree branch, stretches both her wings out, and lifts her little nose to the wind.
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What are your five most favorite scenes you've ever written in your fics?
Number one would be for a future scene in Golden Writing with baby Zuko meeting Hakoda for the first time and instantly wanting to be picked up and hugged by his soulmate while Bato runs away in the background with a little girl armed with knives chasing him. Hakoda is just cuddling his adorable baby soulmate while his other soulmate gets beaten up by a child.
Next has to be for my Dragon on the Main Mast with dragon Lu Ten becoming extremely bewildered by his baby dragon cousin and how he ended up on a Water Tribe ship as well as the water tribes reaction to Lu Ten. Badically Lu Ten is like What are you doing this far from home? What do you mean this is home now?! Lu Ten nearly died one time and his world as he knew it went to hell. He isn't leaving the water tribe to care for his baby cousin on their own. Guess they get a second fire nation dragon now.
Three has to be a wip I'm working on for my miraculous ladybug pieces. My oc character Lupine Alpha and her partner Corvus do a interview and proceed to turn the audiences opinions and believes regarding the heroes on their head by revealing that while they are friendly and flirty with each other Crovus announces he has a long term partner in his civilian life and Lupine announces she is engaged to be married. This makes the people of Paris who shipped them and who also ship Chat Noir and Ladybug together actually think that the heros have lives outside of being heroes and that just because they have complementary miraculous and are partners doesn't mean they will end up together.
Fourth is something for my original story and characters. My character Jen leader of her pack of hybrids is trying to rein herd on her two younger brothers who have the abilities to turn invisible and turn themselves into shadows. They got into mischief and are now in trouble. She proceeds to grab each one by an ear and drag them off while they are still shadows and invisible. She deposits them with the two pup sitters of the pack when she is done lecturing them. Cam and Terry the pup sitters already have the two cubs BB and Tobey who haven't come into their full powers yet with BB only having his cat and Tobey only having his magic. Cam just comments that next time the pups want to get into mischief don't get caught. He didn't wait for his pack leader to get out of ear shot before saying this though. He gets smacked upside the head by Terry who tells him to stop encouraging the pups.
Fifth is a tie between baby Sokka crowing with excitement over annoying his soulmate into responding to his badgering, Sokka crying to his mom worried about his soulmate who is being hurt by their father and Kya reassuring him that it will be okay that his dad will go rescue his soulmate as soon as he gets Uncle Bato on board with their kidnapping/rescue mission and Hakoda returning home from the successful mission to rescue his sons soulmate carrying his new son in his arms who is a perfect angel while Bato staggers in behind him arguing the whole time while carrying three demon children in the form of three little girls. Bato did not sign up to be a parent and yet somehow he ended up with three daughters of his own. Azula refused to let her brother be the only one who gets kidnapped and where she goes her friends go.
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