Egg Hunt 2020

The weather was humid but sunny, the sky cloudless as Ryou looked over the edge to the small line of houses hidden within the mountain trees that grew thick on the rocky edges. The tree tops bending and swaying under the propeller wind, pushed down by force and dancing to and fro as the dragons oooooed and ahhhhhhed as he looked down.

“Now remember you two, tan eggs with black markings. Are you sure you’ll be able to remember that?” He asked, hands on his hips and Cas nodded up a storm before jumping over and spreading his wings. “AHHH, Cas! Be careful!” He called after him, swearing that dragon was more of a storm dragon over a metal/light. Huffing as Malice was soon to follow, he went back in to rub on Diem, tasked with cooking all the _not_ tan with black marking eggs they had brought back already.

Wrapping his arms around the other male’s waist, he leaned his head on his shoulder as he gently kneaded the clothes Diem was wearing, looking out the window to the bright blue sky.

“I don't think they get it, yet anyways.” He sighed, nuzzling into the other’s darker skin.

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“Ooooo look at these eggs!” Cas called as he picked up a light blue egg with soft spots on it. Not the egg he was told to find, but he was just so happy to be of use with Malice. This was their first time they got to go out together and alone! Usually Ryou went with them just to watch them and help them find what they were actually looking for. “What color was the eggs we were looking for again?” He asked while looking through the eggs of different colors laid in the light brown and tan dead grass that was serving as a nest. “Blue? Purple? Green? Tan? Black?”

Flipping over another egg on the tiny stove top run by magic, Diem had spent a pretty penny on the thing, but it was worth it in his eyes. Rain or shine, there was no electricity to malfunction in this humid environment. It even had a little timer he could set to remind him exactly when to flip since the pair of dragons liked to distract him on their returns. They were an excitable duo so he didn't mind. There was also one more person that took his attention as they pleased.

"They will. Eventually." Speaking of the devil, Ryou already had Diem warming more in the humid mountains. He adjusted slightly with the arms wrapped around his waist. "You know I'm cooking? What if it pops..?"

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Growing nearly to the size of Cas when they first met, Malice was ride-able now, as big as a young horse. Most of it came from her large wings made to tackle storms of all kinds. "Uuuuh," She hummed, grabbing a big tan egg without any markings on it to hold it up. "Tan eggs! Like this one!" The flaps of tails on her butt wiggled excitedly as she waddled over to place the egg on the ground. If she was careful and was able to carry two eggs at once while flying back to their riders! One in her mouth, and the other held between her feet. The hard part was not swallowing one.

Resting his head of light blue hair against the softness of the other, he stared at the cooking egg as he let his hand rub on Diem's stomach, huffing gently on the exposed neck for now  as he wiggled a little closer to hold him more comfortable.

"I suppose, they are a little bit on the derpy side." They were lovable dragons by all means, just out to get attention and pets, but they were idiots too. Young idiots. Blinking as Diem made mention of the egg, the smell alone that was obvious to him. "Yes I do, eggs occasionally pop. Don't tell me you're scared of egg splits now, going to freak out? Should I hold you a liiiiiittle bit tighter?"

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Nosing at the multicolored eggs, as Malice held up what was a tan chicken egg he hummed. He doubted the dragon wanted to displease though so he gathered up the nest of eggs into the basket Ryou weaved for him and flew up, the single blue and spotted one in his mouth as he made his entrance well known with the tapping of his hooves on the wood.

Prancing right into the kitchen, he set the basket down, putting his mouth egg in last to stare at the pair who were holding each other so close, or at least Ryou was holding Diem so close like those strange romance movies that sometimes came on and Ryou was too lazy to change.

"That looks gay, but we have eggs!"

Eeeeh, the butterflies were starting to flutter again as Ryou started messing him again. Which, Diem was fairly certain the other was having fun teasing him. It wasn't often that he would come outside in anything less than his normal sweatshirts and jackets, but today he was in a lighter short sleeved shirt that didn't stick to him as much. Something he was starting to regret at the moment. "N-No! I'm not. I was more worried about it popping on you!"

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Following once she had adjusted her own set of eggs, Malice nearly forgot to land gently on the wooden sky ship. Boy would that have been awkward to come all the way back just to smash the egg in her foot against the floor. "Yeah! Both to the gay, and tan eggs! As requested!" Looking mighty proud of herself, she scooted them right up next to Cas so that she could shove her face into the fluff of fur.

Diem didn't look very pleased despite their efforts though. Squirming in Ryou's grasp, he tried to win his freedom. "Well, it's not. Ryou was just trying to keep me from being splattered.."

“Oh worry not my sweet friend, I don’t fear hot eggy kisses from cooking eggs.” Starting to laugh as he wrapped his arms around Diem more, as the dragon declared it was gay. It was saddening but not unexpected as Diem claimed it wasn’t gay at all, and he was only protecting the fair sir from being splattered. “I don't know about that, I thought I was trying to cuddle and tease you.”

“Well, that is very gay!” Cas told him as he scooted the eggs towards the pair, Ryou finally released Diem as he looked over the eggs.

“Now Cas, what are we learning about opinions. It embarrasses the poor Diem.” Picking up the tan eggs, he turned them over but still no black marks, a bit sad but he still leaned over to give the dragons all sorts of forehead kisses and pets for their efforts. “Well, not quit the eggs. Remember, black markings. Tan AND black markings. Did you want to try and find them again?”

“Yeah, yeah yeah. Tan and black, got it!” Prancing off, Castiel waited for Malice to follow after him before he dove off again, leaving Ryou to sit on the ground with more eggs, holding them up to Diem to take.

“Well, eggs are on the menu for a few days now it seems.”