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The heavy thunder that rumbled deep into the earths core was little in comparison to the trembling that had seized the Mk24 Spitfire, as she stared up at the male in front of her. The slight patters of raindrops could now be heard as one by one, as they slowly began to hit the ground around the two figures, the silence between them growing with every passing second. The males breathing was slightly firmer than it had been, the turn of events he had just experienced.... truly testing his patience. He seemed to have frozen in time, looking down at the blue spittie before him with a harsh glare, the only motion visible was that of his ailerons, which twitched constantly whilst he digested the information. A stirring anger was beginning to simmer deep within his frame, though it didn't show on his features, remaining expressionless as he regarded the other. He took a slow inhale, his ailerons pausing for a moment.

"What did you say, Blue?" He asked somewhat calmly, though there was no comfort within his words, only an unspoken warning to her. Blue remained frozen herself, her eyes watching the male with a great deal of caution and worry. She had known that he wouldn't take this well... What had she predicted? What they had was rather... commitment free. Neither of them had planned on this, though Fowler's anger was more than enough to set Blue on edge right now... he was never happy even on a good day. Solitaire's reaction ran through her mind in a fleeting moment, how her friend had looked hurt and devastated when Blue finally revealed why she had been pulled out of performances. How could she ever have imagined that Fowler would take the news any better?

"I... am pregnant. And it's most definitely yours, Fowler" She repeated for him, swallowing in worry. Another painful silence fell upon the Mk19, the plane pursing his lips for a moment as he ran her phrase once more over in his mind. His rudder twitched in irritation as he felt the news fully hit him, his teeth gritting as another earth shattering rumble gripped the earth around them. A flash of lightning lit up the entire sky, the rain beginning to pour upon them, his eyes glowing in the dimming light as he stared at her with a snarl building in his throat.

"No... You can't be" He growled, his voice deep and threatening. Blue's frame sank further, though she cleared her throat, in an attempt to resume some from of normality.

"It is... I am. Fowler, you have to believe this, I wouldn't lie about something such as this... If you don't believe me now then you will see in a few moths-" Though she was interrupted by his snapping.

"NO we will not see in a few months time. You will get rid of it, do you hear me Blue? This is NOT happening" She warned severely, staring her down as he rolled forward a little. She backed up, knowing full well that his guns were still active... and this very thought caused her to shiver a little. He wouldn't dare use them... would he? It took her a good few moments to respond, her mind slightly erratic as she realized how much danger she was actually in currently. Fowler hardly knew of respect in general, let alone for females. In fact, he looked down on them even more so than anyone else.

"That's.... no...." Her voice cracked a little, her frame sodden from the rain that fell from the heavens above. Blue quivered, starting to feel a sickness bubble in her tank... he was serious. There was no way she could do as he told her. Solitaires own horrific past stared her in the face and she could feel the fear that the Mk1 must have felt upon realizing her unborn childs similar fate. Seeing the pain that Solly was so often in... it caused Blue to frown, pushing herself up on her landing gear to stare at Fowler, her determination and already maternal instinct beginning to take over.

"No. I shall do no such thing. The baby would be lucky to not have you in it's life!" She spat at the other, causing his eyes to widen and recoil a little in surprise at the tone of her voice. She hadn't spoken like that to him before... and he planned to make sure it didn't happen again. Another growl seemed to rumble in his throat, his anger now turning to a fury that broke the surface, his eyes narrowed and his mouth in a snarl. Without any warning, he pushed forward and turned, cracking the side of her body with his wing. He used such force he carried on a little after he had made contact, recovering quickly. Blue, who was now stunned, staggered a little from the sudden weight of the hit, blinking rapidly. Before she could retaliate, he had turned again, slashing his teeth straight into the side of her wing. She let out a cry of pain, only encouraging his act of force. He bit hard again as she tried to twist away, then using his right wing to spin the other way and hit her again. She recoiled, already knowing that she couldn't fight him as hard back... she had to make sure that her child was safe. The very act of her retreating caused him to become even more furious, chasing her within seconds and launching another attack. He used any mean necessary to try and beat her down. Biting, pulling, hitting and using his pointed wings to stab and slash at the female. Once she was low enough, he could use his landing gear to beat her down, driving her further and further into the floor. The lightning only allowed Blue to see glimpses of Fowlers mad expression as he continued to try and what seemed like kill her, the rain blinding her as she tried to cower and protect herself. All the while, Blue was screaming for help... but they were secluded. No one would hear her! She began fearing her death, not seeing any way out...

Her cries had not gone unnoticed, however. Solitaire, still torn up about the baby dreams that she would never have and was in fact happening to her friend, was spending most the nights alone and away from the others. Solly had been trying to sleep, though storms were often too exciting to try and ignore, resulting in the spittie watching out her hangar door. The frightened screams and cries had quickly shot through the darkness, causing Solly to abandon her moment of peace. She recognized the voice anywhere, the very sound of the screams causing her metal to crawl. Within seconds, Solitaire was racing to the sound, rounding a group of hangars to see Fowler and Blue, with Blue still crying out beneath Fowler as he continued his assult. The Mk1 didn't wait to asses what was going on, she only knew at the adrenaline that now shot through her body, faster than the lightning that was flashing around them. She knew what this was about. And if he carried on, Blue could well die.

Fowler was facing away from Solly, so knew not of the attack that came his way until she was suddenly at his side, her propellers spinning with a deadly speed as she sliced them into his left side. He roared out in pain, lifting his front immediately and freezing, eyes squeezed shut in pain. Solitaire withdrew, positioning herself between the beaten Mk24 and him, a snarl on her own face.

"If you know what's good for you, you will damn well back off!" She snapped to the male, who seemed to be recovering, staring at her hard. His eyes seemed to hold almost an evil within them as he regarded her, his form shaking in anger. Her own oil was boiling, heart thudding and breathing laboured as she stared back. The advantage to having such a reckless nature... was that she could defend others without so much as a second thought, no matter how much danger she put herself in.

"Oh? And you think a pitiful plane like yourself can stand up to me? I'll shoot you dead where you stand" He hissed to her, and her engine started whining a little, her propellers slowly starting to spin once more.

"Just try it. I'll make sure you never set a tire on Blue again. I'll kill you before you have the chance" She threatened in return, causing a smirk to appear on his face. It irritated her beyond belief, perhaps that was the idea. The stand off seemed to last a few minutes, the two sizing each other up. It was Fowler who launched the first attack, flying forward with rapid speed. However, Solitaire was prepared, she too darting forward and meeting him head on, their propellers colliding and crunching together. Solly had seen how he fought before, so quickly picked up on what move he was trying to pull before he'd even started it. She blocked his smacks, returning them with her own, biting, ripping and slashing her own way into him. It was his turn to now recoil after each attack, not realizing how much strength Solitaire was truly using. Her own pain and anger fueled her on, giving her an endless energy it seemed. This was for her lost son... this was stopping his fate happening to others.

Their fight seemed to last hours, though in fact it was more several minutes, before Fowler pulled back, having been beaten and torn more than he cared to be. He reversed back, staring at Solly as she breathed hard, watching him with a glare. He panted slightly as he regarded her, gritting his teeth angrily before shooting his nose up just a little, an almost dismissal of her.

"This isn't over" He growled, moving away all the while. She stared at him constantly, not taking her eyes off the male.

"Next time you come near her I'll rip your wings off" She snarled back, her ailerons moving constantly. It took a few more moments of silence before he skulked off, nursing his new found wounds. Solitaire snorted as he left, standing in victory before turning herself to look to Blue. Blue had been trying to raise herself on her landing gear, the task hard for even healthy spitfires, let alone for one who had just suffered a brutal mauling. Solly was there instantly, using her nose to help Blue to her tires, waving the blue spitfire away each time she attempted to clean Solly's wounds.

"You could have been killed" Blue seemed to scold Solly lightly, though there was a clear relief in her voice.

"Well I wasn't, was I?" The Mk1 managed with a vague smile, taking somewhat of a sigh to ease her cramping body.

"True, though I think fighting him was a bad idea... he's just more angry and I was handling him just fine-" Though Blue was once again cut off, though this time, By Solly's deadpan expression.

"Uh huh, sure you were. That's why you were screaming like a little girl" She responded, causing Blue to try and jab her nose toward the brown and green spitfire. The both laughed lightly for a moment, before Solitaire turned serious again.

"We can't stay here Blue. It's no longer safe for you... or your womb nugget" She said, allowing Blue to give a nod.

"We need to go... and now"

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A gift for Solo-Swift , cause reasons
This should make up for your lack of computer and arting I don't think I played Blue out of character, given how I know she is, though having a strong character getting beat down is hardddd XD

Stupid rain is stupid XD Adding it to my 'Screw it' list >.<

Also I got carried away cause yes that happens XD

Solitaire (c) Me
Blue (c) Solo-Swift

Description

The first part to

The heavy thunder that rumbled deep into the earths core was little in comparison to the trembling that had seized the Mk24 Spitfire, as she stared up at the male in front of her. The slight patters of raindrops could now be heard as one by one, as they slowly began to hit the ground around the two figures, the silence between them growing with every passing second. The males breathing was slightly firmer than it had been, the turn of events he had just experienced.... truly testing his patience. He seemed to have frozen in time, looking down at the blue spittie before him with a harsh glare, the only motion visible was that of his ailerons, which twitched constantly whilst he digested the information. A stirring anger was beginning to simmer deep within his frame, though it didn't show on his features, remaining expressionless as he regarded the other. He took a slow inhale, his ailerons pausing for a moment.

"What did you say, Blue?" He asked somewhat calmly, though there was no comfort within his words, only an unspoken warning to her. Blue remained frozen herself, her eyes watching the male with a great deal of caution and worry. She had known that he wouldn't take this well... What had she predicted? What they had was rather... commitment free. Neither of them had planned on this, though Fowler's anger was more than enough to set Blue on edge right now... he was never happy even on a good day. Solitaire's reaction ran through her mind in a fleeting moment, how her friend had looked hurt and devastated when Blue finally revealed why she had been pulled out of performances. How could she ever have imagined that Fowler would take the news any better?

"I... am pregnant. And it's most definitely yours, Fowler" She repeated for him, swallowing in worry. Another painful silence fell upon the Mk19, the plane pursing his lips for a moment as he ran her phrase once more over in his mind. His rudder twitched in irritation as he felt the news fully hit him, his teeth gritting as another earth shattering rumble gripped the earth around them. A flash of lightning lit up the entire sky, the rain beginning to pour upon them, his eyes glowing in the dimming light as he stared at her with a snarl building in his throat.

"No... You can't be" He growled, his voice deep and threatening. Blue's frame sank further, though she cleared her throat, in an attempt to resume some from of normality.

"It is... I am. Fowler, you have to believe this, I wouldn't lie about something such as this... If you don't believe me now then you will see in a few moths-" Though she was interrupted by his snapping.

"NO we will not see in a few months time. You will get rid of it, do you hear me Blue? This is NOT happening" She warned severely, staring her down as he rolled forward a little. She backed up, knowing full well that his guns were still active... and this very thought caused her to shiver a little. He wouldn't dare use them... would he? It took her a good few moments to respond, her mind slightly erratic as she realized how much danger she was actually in currently. Fowler hardly knew of respect in general, let alone for females. In fact, he looked down on them even more so than anyone else.

"That's.... no...." Her voice cracked a little, her frame sodden from the rain that fell from the heavens above. Blue quivered, starting to feel a sickness bubble in her tank... he was serious. There was no way she could do as he told her. Solitaires own horrific past stared her in the face and she could feel the fear that the Mk1 must have felt upon realizing her unborn childs similar fate. Seeing the pain that Solly was so often in... it caused Blue to frown, pushing herself up on her landing gear to stare at Fowler, her determination and already maternal instinct beginning to take over.

"No. I shall do no such thing. The baby would be lucky to not have you in it's life!" She spat at the other, causing his eyes to widen and recoil a little in surprise at the tone of her voice. She hadn't spoken like that to him before... and he planned to make sure it didn't happen again. Another growl seemed to rumble in his throat, his anger now turning to a fury that broke the surface, his eyes narrowed and his mouth in a snarl. Without any warning, he pushed forward and turned, cracking the side of her body with his wing. He used such force he carried on a little after he had made contact, recovering quickly. Blue, who was now stunned, staggered a little from the sudden weight of the hit, blinking rapidly. Before she could retaliate, he had turned again, slashing his teeth straight into the side of her wing. She let out a cry of pain, only encouraging his act of force. He bit hard again as she tried to twist away, then using his right wing to spin the other way and hit her again. She recoiled, already knowing that she couldn't fight him as hard back... she had to make sure that her child was safe. The very act of her retreating caused him to become even more furious, chasing her within seconds and launching another attack. He used any mean necessary to try and beat her down. Biting, pulling, hitting and using his pointed wings to stab and slash at the female. Once she was low enough, he could use his landing gear to beat her down, driving her further and further into the floor. The lightning only allowed Blue to see glimpses of Fowlers mad expression as he continued to try and what seemed like kill her, the rain blinding her as she tried to cower and protect herself. All the while, Blue was screaming for help... but they were secluded. No one would hear her! She began fearing her death, not seeing any way out...

Her cries had not gone unnoticed, however. Solitaire, still torn up about the baby dreams that she would never have and was in fact happening to her friend, was spending most the nights alone and away from the others. Solly had been trying to sleep, though storms were often too exciting to try and ignore, resulting in the spittie watching out her hangar door. The frightened screams and cries had quickly shot through the darkness, causing Solly to abandon her moment of peace. She recognized the voice anywhere, the very sound of the screams causing her metal to crawl. Within seconds, Solitaire was racing to the sound, rounding a group of hangars to see Fowler and Blue, with Blue still crying out beneath Fowler as he continued his assult. The Mk1 didn't wait to asses what was going on, she only knew at the adrenaline that now shot through her body, faster than the lightning that was flashing around them. She knew what this was about. And if he carried on, Blue could well die.

Fowler was facing away from Solly, so knew not of the attack that came his way until she was suddenly at his side, her propellers spinning with a deadly speed as she sliced them into his left side. He roared out in pain, lifting his front immediately and freezing, eyes squeezed shut in pain. Solitaire withdrew, positioning herself between the beaten Mk24 and him, a snarl on her own face.

"If you know what's good for you, you will damn well back off!" She snapped to the male, who seemed to be recovering, staring at her hard. His eyes seemed to hold almost an evil within them as he regarded her, his form shaking in anger. Her own oil was boiling, heart thudding and breathing laboured as she stared back. The advantage to having such a reckless nature... was that she could defend others without so much as a second thought, no matter how much danger she put herself in.

"Oh? And you think a pitiful plane like yourself can stand up to me? I'll shoot you dead where you stand" He hissed to her, and her engine started whining a little, her propellers slowly starting to spin once more.

"Just try it. I'll make sure you never set a tire on Blue again. I'll kill you before you have the chance" She threatened in return, causing a smirk to appear on his face. It irritated her beyond belief, perhaps that was the idea. The stand off seemed to last a few minutes, the two sizing each other up. It was Fowler who launched the first attack, flying forward with rapid speed. However, Solitaire was prepared, she too darting forward and meeting him head on, their propellers colliding and crunching together. Solly had seen how he fought before, so quickly picked up on what move he was trying to pull before he'd even started it. She blocked his smacks, returning them with her own, biting, ripping and slashing her own way into him. It was his turn to now recoil after each attack, not realizing how much strength Solitaire was truly using. Her own pain and anger fueled her on, giving her an endless energy it seemed. This was for her lost son... this was stopping his fate happening to others.

Their fight seemed to last hours, though in fact it was more several minutes, before Fowler pulled back, having been beaten and torn more than he cared to be. He reversed back, staring at Solly as she breathed hard, watching him with a glare. He panted slightly as he regarded her, gritting his teeth angrily before shooting his nose up just a little, an almost dismissal of her.

"This isn't over" He growled, moving away all the while. She stared at him constantly, not taking her eyes off the male.

"Next time you come near her I'll rip your wings off" She snarled back, her ailerons moving constantly. It took a few more moments of silence before he skulked off, nursing his new found wounds. Solitaire snorted as he left, standing in victory before turning herself to look to Blue. Blue had been trying to raise herself on her landing gear, the task hard for even healthy spitfires, let alone for one who had just suffered a brutal mauling. Solly was there instantly, using her nose to help Blue to her tires, waving the blue spitfire away each time she attempted to clean Solly's wounds.

"You could have been killed" Blue seemed to scold Solly lightly, though there was a clear relief in her voice.

"Well I wasn't, was I?" The Mk1 managed with a vague smile, taking somewhat of a sigh to ease her cramping body.

"True, though I think fighting him was a bad idea... he's just more angry and I was handling him just fine-" Though Blue was once again cut off, though this time, By Solly's deadpan expression.

"Uh huh, sure you were. That's why you were screaming like a little girl" She responded, causing Blue to try and jab her nose toward the brown and green spitfire. The both laughed lightly for a moment, before Solitaire turned serious again.

"We can't stay here Blue. It's no longer safe for you... or your womb nugget" She said, allowing Blue to give a nod.

"We need to go... and now"

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A gift for Solo-Swift , cause reasons
This should make up for your lack of computer and arting I don't think I played Blue out of character, given how I know she is, though having a strong character getting beat down is hardddd XD

Stupid rain is stupid XD Adding it to my 'Screw it' list >.<

Also I got carried away cause yes that happens XD

Solitaire (c) Me
Blue (c) Solo-Swift