Rating: G - PG (maybe?)
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Dragon booster is owned by Nerd Corps, i do this for no monetary gain whatsoever.
Concrit: Encouraged
A/N:considering the holiday about to hit here in the states, and the subject matter of my first fic, and continuing subplot in the second, i figured this was appropriate. This is a oneshot that happens shortly after the end of the final chapter, but before the epilogue of Mother's rage. hopefully it's not too sugary for you guys.
^_^ Reviews are welcome as always.

Little Ones

The little hatchling, blue-energy 01987, was confused. He’d been pulled out of his little pen in the big room where he’d been with a dozen other little hatchlings -some of them quite a bit bigger than him- and placed in a room with two others that he’d only heard chattering from the other end of the big room with many pens before. Timidly he walked over to them, and they all sniffed each other. They smelled of all the other dragons in each of their pens, but they themselves smelled… kind of like him, but different. How strange.

One was male, like he was, the other was female. The male had a backwards facing fin atop his head. Their colorations were blue and purple, not unlike his own colors. The other male had a lick of yellow on him. The female was mostly two shades of blue, with some purple, but both of them had completely different patterns of those colors on their hides than him. He was mostly dark blue over his back, both hind limbs, tail and most of his face, with his lower jaw a teal color. His lips were rich purple, as was the area around his eyes, his underbelly, and from halfway between his elbows and down to the ends of his forepaws were the same color. The other two hardly shared any of this patterning, though they had similar colors.

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Compashun looked in through a one way mirror into the brightly lit room at the three little hatchlings. She was excited, but nervous. Anxious was probably a better word for it. She wondered if all the other girls felt this way, as they were about to meet their hatchlings today. It had only been two days ago that she’d confronted everything that had held her and her ‘sisters’, all the other Scalesheen dragonesses, and shouted her rage and misery to the city. Now, Connor Penn had ‘adopted’ them all, and they were seeing to the most immediate of the needs of the many dragonesses; reuniting them with their hatchlings.

“Are you ready Compashun?” Connor Penn asked from beside her.

Compashun turned her head to look at him, made a tiny whine of apprehension, about what she couldn’t say, but nodded her head.

“Do not be afraid,” Connor said, patting her on the shoulder. “But don’t try to explain everything to them. I think, young as they are, they wouldn’t understand. Just go in there and be with them.”

Compashun nodded slowly.

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The little hatchling looked up sharply, as did the other two, when the big door opened, and a massive figure came through. It walked on four legs, and it’s shoulders were higher above them than their human tenders. It looked rather like them, it’s body shape was the same as theirs. It also had the other male’s backwards pointing fin atop it’s head, and others like it at the back corners of it’s jaw.

It slowly stepped into the room, and with it’s tail operated the pressure pad behind it to close the door.

“Hello little ones.” It… no, she, trilled. Her voice was rich and clear.

The little male stepped forward a few paces, looking up at the huge female in awe.

“Who… who’re you?” he chirred, curiously, the others hanging back slightly.

“I am your… mother.” She trilled, a strange note coming into her sweet voice. I am your mother… and I should have been with you since you came into this world.”

“What’s a… mother?” the female hatchling asked with a confused little throat rumble.

“A mother… is a female who brings little ones into the world. You are my little ones. All of you.” She trilled, that note getting more pronounced. The little male recognized it. It was like when someone was hurt playing a game that got too rough and they’d start making cries of pain, but somehow, even though it was barely there in her talking, it sounded even worse.

“Are you okay?” The little male asked with a trill

“Yes…” she trilled, her voice almost breaking into a keen, then she paused, laying down. “No… no I’m not. I was supposed to be there for you, all of you… and I only now get to meet you.”

“Be there?” The other male rumbled.

“To hold you warm by my side as you sleep. To play with you when you wake. To tell you stories, to sing to you, to keep you from being bullied by bigger hatchlings… I should have been there.” she trilled, sounding very sad.

“Mothers do all that?” the little female chirred in her high little voice.

“And more… oh, so much more. I never had my mother, and it makes me so sad… I always felt alone. I don’t want that for any of you.” She trilled to them.

The little male padded up to her, till he was nose to nose with the huge female, looking straight into her eyes, and her back at him. Her head alone was as big as his whole body… her eyes were ringed with pale purple scales, much like his own. Her lower jaw had pale blue scales, and her lips, again pale purple, separated those scales from the dark blue on the rest of her head. From the back of the lips the line of pale violet separated the dark blue along her back and the pale blue on her underbelly, and went in the middle of the front of each leg, and even between her two middle toes, and around the back of the leg and this repeated on her middle, her back legs, and her tail, all totally unlike his own. But when he smelled her… she smelled like him, and more. She smelled of warmth, of safety, of a hundred things he somehow knew but had never known.

He purred and started to nuzzle this big, warm, inviting female, who called herself his mother.

She purred back, the vibrations and tone of the sound so inviting. Within moments the other two little ones were next to him, nuzzling at the huge female… and she gathered them close with a paw before she curled her body around them, licking them all over, gently caressing them with her tongue, nuzzling with her nose.

The way a mother should.

I liked how you showed her first meeting with her hatchlings and their first meeting with their mother. :cookie: A very cute fic, and I love the ending. :wub:

awww :wub: that's so cute and sweet