I am a Pirate King!! {PILLIE!! Hatching!!}

{Ooc: Credit to Ruin for Art}

Hearty scuttled around and around her pile of loot, watching as eggs moved and some even cracked. All the while, she was aware of the thieves watching on and kept up a continuous hiss of disapproval each time a new one appeared. She didn’t like them being here and she didn’t like those silly dragon things especially. They were in her space and she knew exactly what they wanted. They were not here to be a part of her crew! They were here to take it!
ARR! AR! ARRRRR! ARRRRR!
Hearty had begun circling her nest as the blue took more eggs from it. Each time she walked past him she pushed him away from the eggs and tried to steal some back but he was adamant that they be organised into rows. She paused in her obsessive circling as one of the larger eggs started wobbling back and forth.

Yalenia watched as people arrived and mostly ignored her except one person she knew as a Weyrling. Nodding back at the Viridian Weyrling she turned her gaze on two other Weyrlings, eyes narrowing as they displayed a little too much affection. For the moment, the thought was pushed from her mind but the worry and concern for their dragons remained. As a candidate, she’d been informed of what they would need to expect with regards to Impression. This did concern her some but she couldn’t necessarily do much about it.

For the moment, Hearty forgot about the blue as another blue tumbled forth from his shell, rolling out onto the ground and glancing about in a confused manner. It was almost as though if he had a lower lip it would have been trembling as he took in the sights of the people surrounding him. He walked over to his mother and brushed against her leg.
Wa?
Hearty turned a bit to look at the new blue and ran her feelers over the creature but her attention was drawn by the cracking of another egg, a much larger egg and this excited her for it meant even more treasure.
WAAAAAAA!!! WAAAAAAAAA!

The blue was suddenly distressed that he had been left behind and stood there crying out for his mother, sobbing softly. The other blue, his brother, wandered forward and ran his feelers over the other pillie. Don’t cry, he seemed to be saying. The newly hatched blue stopped crying and watched the RowPillie momentarily until he moved off again taking advantage of his mother’s distraction to keep organising the eggs prompting renewed sobbing.

The larger egg broke and a black crawled out. The amber was pleased with this. He would follow her for all blacks followed their Queens! Except the black was not following her. He was still. He almost looked frightened of all the people and then he suddenly turned around to watch the blue pillie at work.
Baaaaaaaa! BAAAAAAA! Baabaabaa!
Scuttling forth, he watched his brother a moment before he too started pushing the eggs into rows. He seemed quite adamant about this as he worked hard with his blue brother to try to copy the things the blue was doing. After a moment, the blue seemed to get annoyed and tried to shoo the black away, which prompted a swift turn as he went to join his crying brother.
WAAA WAAAA!!! WAAAAAAAAA!
BAAAA BAAAAA! BAAAAAAA!!
WAAA WAAAA!!! WAAAAAAAAA!
BAAAA BAAAAA! BAAAAAAA!!
WAAA WAAAA!!! WAAAAAAAAA!
BAAAA BAAAAA! BAAAAAAA!!

Whilst this din was occurring, another pillie rolled from her shell and took one look at her strange siblings, the two blues and the black before she walked forward to the RowBlue.
Mrhrgrgleurgle? Merag Frgle mrhgrg lurgle merag mulgr frg?
She watched him curiously for signs he understood but the blue took one confused look at her and then pushed past to continue his work. Confused, the green turned to search for someone else she could tell all the things to.

Back to the blue and black whom were continuing their chorus, the blue seemed upset that no one was with him, not really and started crawling over to the people. They would not abandon him, surely? They would care for him and in turn he could show his loyalty and devotion! He was the most devoted pillie there was but how could people ever leave him alone? How could his mother had left him. It was in that moment that the blue decided he needed a human, not a pillie. He needed someone who would care for him and only him. Pillies were fickle things and they never even liked loyalty. A human, one of these things, would.
Waa? Waaaa!?
With that, the blue approached T’von’s foot and looked imploringly up at the Weyrling before scuttling over his shoe and creeping up towards his arm. When there, he secreted a sticky substance onto the skin of the boy and sent through emotions of loyalty, and devotion. He would love this humanpet forever but hoped to goodness he would never be left alone ever again.

It was then the green’s turn to be confused. She walked over to the black and watched him intently for a moment before she started speaking again.
Mrfrug argle mrgle urgle? Mrgle argle murgle frgl. Rgl argl mrgle mhfgle.
Baa ba baa baa baaa? Baaaa ba baaaa baaaa…
It became apparent to the green that this black had no news to tell her but seemed instead to be copying what she was saying! How rude! Or at least he seemed to be trying to copy her anyway. He was very unsuccessful. Well she would just have to find new company! Better company! The best there was for this would not do at all. Therefore, the green started walking away but the black followed. When she stopped, he stopped. The green jumped, the black jumped. Frustrated now, she turned on the black and reprimanded him.
Mrfrug argle mrgle urgle? Mrgle argle murgle frgl. Rgl argl mrgle mhfgle.
Baaaaa?
Ugh, men was she right? The green spotted someone who would surely have more intelligent conversation and charged off in that direction, the black following her. She jumped at one point and he jumped at the same point. Now the green hissed a little as she flung herself at Day’ar in an effort to do the same, the black managed to fling himself past Day’ar and run into Yal’s legs, bouncing off and wandering about in a confused, dazed circle.

The green, however, had climbed up Day’ar and sat on his neck, secreting the sticky substance to form the bond. He would listen to her talk and talk and talk and talk. He would love her always wouldn’t he and they would have marvellous conversations for he understood everything.
Mrfrug argle mrgle urgle? Mrgle argle murgle frgl. Rgl argl mrgle mhfgle. Mrfrug argle mrgle urgle? Mrgle argle murgle frgl. Rgl argl mrgle mhfgle. Mrhrgrgleurgle? Merag Frgle mrhgrg lurgle merag mulgr frg? Rgle mrgle frgl mrhgrgle merag frgle. FRGLE! Mrgle!!

Yalenia did not want another pillie and so she deftly, with the skill of having handled Hearty for a turn, turned the reluctant pillie towards some of the other people there. The black was confused and alone. He liked being with others, he liked following them around and moving as one with others. These people, they did not have enough creatures for him. Thus the black sat there confused for a moment, not daring to move without the safety of the pack. He didn’t know what to do! It was all so scary and confusing. He spotted a lizard and he liked that a lot. Perhaps if he went to where the lizard was, he would find a new herd. A new flock to move with. They would help him… Tentatively, he moved all the way around the people, giving them all a wide berth as he walked slowly towards the one he wished to bond to. It was scary moving by himself but he had the knowledge that he would be with a new flock soon.
Baaaaa? Baaaa! Baa baa baaaaa!!
At the last moment, he jumped and flung himself into Laelia’s legs, headbutting them and bouncing back. It took him a moment to collect his bearings before he meekly launched himself at her leg again. It was as though he hadn’t learned. This continued for a while before he finally managed to latch onto skin and form a bond.
BAAAAAA!

I think... Pillie's are hatching? Poseith called to his rider, his head tilting as he tried to parse out the message it seemed a wher named Kisk had sent. F'ton had just finished toweling off from his bath and was rubbing his still-wet hair with a towel. He frowned, the wheels of his head turning as his dragon relayed the full message. It really... was not very clear. But Poseith got the jist of it: pillies, the bugs that patrolled the lake, were hatching. F'ton had heard quite a bit about them, but had yet to see them up close despite the time he spent in the lake. He rather wanted to go watch this pillie hatching, even if the message probably was not meant for Poseith to here.

He jammed his feet into boots and threw a coat on, then ran out to the ledge where Poseith was watching. The iron knelt down to let his rider climb up into position and then he cautiously launched himself from the ledge. Agnith sends us the location, Poseith added as the pink's call reached him. He stretched his wings out wide to glide across the Bowl and to the place where Agnith relayed the pillies were coming from. He bugled their approach as they reached the halway mark.

By the lake Ablath and A'bar, too, heard Agnith's call. Well, mostly Ablath, but A'bar heard nothing but it shortly after. A'BARMINE. OOOOOOH, A'BARMINE! The green trumpeted and stood, shaking herself out of sheer excitement. A'bar backed away quickly, shocked by Ablath's sudden change from calm state she had been in before.

What is it?

IT WAS AGNITH... you know, the one that's not too bright but really happy! Pink! She's pretty! BUT ANYWAY. There are PILLIES! They're HATCHING! HERE. Ablath then relayed the location to her rider, showing him the fuzzy location from the view of the pillies that first brought it to the firelizard that first brought it to the wher that brought it to Agnith. A'bar shook his head. Bugs were neat and all, but... did they really have to go?

WE MUST GO, A'BARMINE. It is a must! Indeed! Ablath hopped over to her rider and licked his face. A'bar groaned at first, but then laughed and gave a shrug.

"Ah, fine! Away with you!" He climbed up into the space between her shoulders and gave her an affectionate slap on her neck. Ablath trilled happily and took off for the location that had been fed to her in the relatively round-about way.

F'ton and Poseith arrived about when A'bar and Ablath did. A few of the pillies had already hatched and it was a remarkable sight! The greenpair stayed off to the side as the hatching went on, but F'ton approached to where the other spectators were to get a better look.

Hearty watched in disapproval as three of her crew mutinied and moved off. She came to grudgingly accept that there was very little she could do here but as soon as she saw that gray fly out of the water at her child, motherly instincts kicked in and replaced those of a grumpy, pirate captain. Perhaps it was more that she figured if anyone was to keelhaul her crew it damn better well be her. With a hiss, Hearty barrelled past a number of people, shoving everyone aside hissing at Guybrush and Threepwood as she went past, whom had since returned from their task, ordering them to protect the eggs. Then, the mother of the pillies launched herself into the water after Starfall and Day’ar scrabbling to push the Gray away from her first daughter. The creature may have been her sister but by Jove she had no right to attack her children and crewmembers. Damn cowardly mutineer!
ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!

With the abandoning of the nest, the two firelizards took up a vigil with Yalenia stepping a little closer so as to maintain some semblance of order over the pillies. The blue, now left to his devices, had happily organised the eggs into their rows with all of them from smallest to largest. The shards of other eggs were pushed to the side and the blue stepped back to admire his handiwork. The largest egg rolled about a little now before cracking straight down the middle. A brown emerged from the egg, confusing Yalenia let alone some other people she was sure. It remained in a tight ball as it rolled forward, eyes poked out over his back end as he observed the people around him. It one looked particularly closely, they might notice that there had been another brown within the egg but he was remaining hidden from view, hiding under the shells, waiting for the right moment. His brother, the twin brown rolled his way over to the blue who, mistaking him for an egg, tried to push the brown back into place.

This upset the brown who popped out of his ball and looked at him in shock.
Ack!Ack!Ack!!! Ack!
The brown looked about in a surprised way at all the people and then promptly rolled into a ball again. It was not that he was frightened, no, he was worried about people seeing him and most importantly, he was worried that he might be trodden on! With his hard shell keeping him safe, it was best to just remain in a tight little ball. Then no one would annoy him, right?

Meanwhile, another of the larger eggs rocked about and then stopped. It was still for so long that Threepwood got worried and flew over to inspect it. Poking his nose to the egg, he was not prepared for the egg to suddenly split down the middle in an almost perfect line. It was straight as anything, neat as anything and, even more shockingly, the halves were almost entirely even. It was a brass, the first of the hatching and he looked out at the people watching him with curious eyes. He stayed in his egg for a moment before deciding something. He was not clean! Not clean at all! Truly he needed to wash himself if people were to admire him properly. The brass seemed to shake his head as front legs went to his moth and she started preening himself obsessively.
KlkKlkKlkKlk

Guybrush stood vigil over another egg and as he watched obsessively, it hatched into several pieces, a pink stepping out of the shell. If there was to be one thing said about this pillie it was that she was no nonsense. Taking one look at her silly brothers, she seemed to roll her eyes and walk forward purposefully. She pushed past the brown in its rolled up shell almost shaking her head section. Some of these pillies were certainly very silly. She didn’t know what to- oh! Something had caught her eye, it was the brown still in its shell. She could tell it was waiting for something. As she neared it, she suddenly found herself being tumbled over as the brown sprang from his hiding place. The Pink tried to find the brown again but he was gone, hidden from view entirely. It was a scary thought but the pink was clever. She knew the pillie would probably try to attack one of them again. Most likely, he would go for one of the smaller ones, like his twin brother.
SeeSeeSeeSeeeee

The pink was correct in her summations and as the dark brown rolled forth again, she jumped forward into his path. He was a fool and not worth her time really but she wanted to help the other brown. She didn’t know what this pillie’s problem was but he would have to deal with the fact that she was here to help people no matter what. The pink was smart enough to help them and intelligent enough to know when people were being incredibly foolish.
SeeSeeSeeSeeeee!!!
A hiss escaped the pink as the dark brown bade a swift retreat into hiding and again disappeared from view. The pink approached the light brown and helped him to his feet. Come on brother, I think I know just the person for you, was what she seemed to be saying as she directed him towards the people, egging him on softly and helpfully waiting for him each time he rolled into a ball.

The brown was scared of all these big things around him. What if they trod on him! He needed someone to look after him, to watch over him and ensure that nothing happen to him. Someone tall but not too tall because if they were too tall and he fell then what would happen!? His sister was helping him now, directing him towards a person. Someone he rather thought looked nice. Yes, she seemed acceptable. She seemed nice, kind and good. He liked her. She wouldn’t tread on him, would she? Glancing at his sister as though for reassurance, he then turned to Ondine and gulped as he rolled the rest of the way to her and slowly started crawling on her boot, climbing up her leg. The emotions certainly indicated fear but also hope that she would look after him and love him.
Ack!Ack!Ack!!! Ack!

The brass had watched this with interest as he obsessively cleaned himself but then he looked at the ground. It was dirty there too! What he really wanted was a swim but he wanted someone to watch over him while he did that because, really? Who wanted to swim alone. He’d seen his mother go into the lake and knew that it would be a very bad idea to swim there at this moment. Therefore, the pillie walked slowly forwards, raised slightly on his back legs and wandered over to the crowd. Every step of the way he was preening himself and looking at people. The pink approached him and greeted him softly. She also knew the perfect person for him as she had seen something on the man’s back as she had walked forwards. Perhaps he needed to be clean too? The brass thought this was an acceptable suggestion and followed the helpful Pink to a man. Unlike the other pillies, he climbed up the back of this man and settled under his shirt. My goodness! His sister had been right! This man was a mess! How could anyone live like this! As much as he enjoyed cleaning himself he needed others to be clean too.

KlkKlkKlkKlk
Therefore, the brass settled on Sebolaran’s back and started to work, moving his feelers as he crawled all around the man, shoulders, back, stomach before popping out the neck of the male’s shirt, staring into his eyes, you are not a clean man, he seemed to say.

That just left the pink now. She didn’t want to go back to her brother who was organising things and she still saw the dark brown pillie wandering about so she rather thought she would find something else. She wanted to be with someone here… The pink was smarter than her brothers and although she wanted to be helpful she didn’t want this to rule her life. She wanted something else. Not only did she want to help people, she desperately wanted someone who was smart. The pink wandered around each person until she found someone she thought looked reasonably intelligent.
Seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…
Mmhmm, this person would do. Softly and slowly, the pillie climbed up Rennin’s leg, trying not to frighten her. Yes, this one seemed smart but also looked as though she could use a little help. This one would do wonderfully. The pink was not as abrupt in her impression as some of the other pillies had been and seemed to ask Rennin first whether she would be permitted to sit on the girl’s arm.

{ooc: just fyi there are a couple that I might miss because some I want to have hatch in a certain order ^-^}