Matheau+Beijore 5: The Hatchlings
Okay, legal stuff. Matheau and Beijore are copywritten to me and i would appreciate that they not be used without my consent. This is another yiffless story, so this is suitable for the little ones to read.
A week after Beijore's laying of the three eggs, the two of them lay curled around the eggs in the nest protectively. Beijore's attacks and growls at Matheau happened less and less often after the eggs had been in the nest a few days. He was a little uncomfortable in the nest, but he was happy. His children would soon be hatching from their eggs. Beijore Purred contentedly in her light sleep, dreaming of the moment when her babies would emerge from their eggs and join their parents in the world. She couldnt wait, the anticipation was almost too much. They both awoke with a start as they heard a loud crack. At first Beijore had feared that she had accidently rolled onto an egg while she was sleeping, or that Matheau had. But neither of them had. Matheau looked up into her eyes, quivering with excitement, full of love and anticipation as the first egg that had slipped from her birthing canal gained a crack along its side.
Beijore tapped gently at the crack to create a little hole in the tough shell. No more than a few seconds later, a ruby red muzzle burst forth through the small hole, creating a larger one. Both parents could only look on in awe as next tiny talons grasped and tore away pieces of its egg prison. After what seemed like an eternity, the egg fell apart into two halves, and the ruby red baby spilled out into the floor of the nest, releasing its first cry to signal that it was alive and healthy. Matheau burst into tears of happiness and wanted nothing more than to hold his child, but Beijore had other plans first. She nuzzled the hatchling softly, cooing to it. Then she reached out her tounge and licked the baby clean of the fluids of the egg it had come from. After she was done, Beijore picked the hatchling up carefully and held it out to Matheau. "Would you like to hold your daughter, Matheau?" Beijore asked gently. He could not speak, only nod and hold out his arms as he sat down in the nest. Beijore placed the female hatchling gently in his lap. Though her talons were not sharp yet, the hatchlings size would make others think otherwise. If it stood on its hind legs, it would stand to his waist at least. The young hatchling let a small peeping sound and nestled into his lap, closing its eyes and purring softly as it seemed to be going to sleep. When Matheau leaned down and kissed her head, she let a sound like a small hiss and nipped at his neck. Beijore chuckled and Matheau just stared wide eyed in surprise as the female hatchling layed her head back down.
"I do not think she wants to be messed with right now Matheau." Beijore said softly. Matheau nodded and looked back to the other two eggs. As if on some unseen or onheard command, the next egg began to shake a little, and a loud crack was heard. Before Beijore could even tap it to help the hatchling, it burst forth from the egg in an explosion of shell fragments. Matheau and Beijore gasped at the same time. The hatchling was as white as the newfallen mountain snow, pure and devoid of any markings at all. It opened its eyes and looked up at the both of them from its place in the bottom of the nest and opened its mouth and let a cry that to Matheau, sounded like a tiny roar. "He is definately his father's son." Beijore said affectionately after she had licked the hatchling clean. "That may very well be, my lovely Beijore.....but he has your beauty, as well as your eyes." And that he did. The young male had sparkling emerald green eyes that surveyed and questioned everything they fell upon, including his parents, and his little sister curled up in his father's lap. The female lifted her head just a little bit, and opened her eyes gaze at her little brother. "And your daughter has your eyes, my beloved Matheau." Beijore said, motioning to her with a slight nod of her head. Matheau nodded, and the red female opened her mouth and made a purring growling sound at her brother, and crawled off of her father's lap over to her brother and nuzzled him.
"That has got to be the single most adorable thing i have ever seen, Matheau." Beijore said. Matheau nodded. "I would have to agree my dear.....actually....second most adorable. YOUR the most adorable thing i have ever seen." Beijore blushed and Matheau just smiled and gave her a soft kiss. Just then, the third and final egg began to rock and shake, and a small crack became visible down its side. Beijore moved to tap the egg, but Matheau stopped her. "Let me do it." Was all that he said. She nodded and stepped back. Matheau tapped the egg gently, and the egg stopped shaking. Then there was a small tap back. So Matheau tapped again. And again, there was an awnsering tap. "I think this one is a little bit playful." Matheau chuckled. So he tapped a little bit harder, and made a small hole. So the hatchling tapped harder, and a big piece of shell fell away. So it tumbled out of the side of the hole and into the nest. Curled there was the most beautiful black hatchling Matheau had ever seen. Its scales sheened and glistened like black diamonds. Its eyes too, were very beautiful. A light purple in color that glowed with what appeared to be happiness. "Probably glad to be out of the egg." Beijore whispered. "She is so very beautiful. Now we have to name them Matheau. What should we name them?" Matheau stood and climbed out of the nest, and looked away, with a little shame. "I....i had never actually given it too much thought....." Matheau said. I couldn't think of any good names......None of them sounded good at all."
"Well, how about this then?" Beijore said as she licked her daughter clean and gently nudged her to her other brother and sister. I will name the two girls, and you can name your son." Matheau shook his head. "I want to name one of the girls.....I have always wanted a daughter." "Alright then....you can name our little black beauty. I will name the other two of our children." Matheau nodded, satisfied. "For our son, I shall name him Aurokhan. And for our little red daughter, i shall name her Sasha."
"Those are very beautiful names, my love." Matheau said. "And what shall our other daughter's name be, my beloved?" Beijore asked. "Or shall she remain unnamed until you can think of an adequate name?" Though she was just joking around, Matheau seemed a little hurt by the comment. "Please dont tease me like that Beijore." Matheau said. "I have a name for her.....i want to name her Jocylyn." Beijore smiled at him. "That is a very beautiful name, Matheau. See, that wasnt so hard now, was it?" Matheau shook his head and sat down on the edge of the nest, looking down at his new children, curled up into balls around each other for warmth. "Jocylyn, Aurokhan, and Sasha....our babies. Our children." Matheau said. "Can you believe it Beijore? Did you ever think it possible?" Beijore shook her head.
"At first, i did not.....but then i found that i was egg heavy. There is something strange about that, Matheau. I did not think it would be possible for a human and a dragon to mate and produce young.....but we have. You are special somehow, Matheau. And i do not know how, but i wish to know." Matheau smiled at her. "I have a story that i must tell you, Beijore.....but not now. Let us sleep with our babies first.....and after we have slept and the babies have been fed, then i will tell you." Beijore did not ask questions, simply nodded and folded a wing over her babies, and one over matheau, and lay her head down and went to sleep. It had been a long day, and the trials ahead would be tough. But at least she would not have to face them alone....she would have Matheau....her mate.....her love beside her. And now she would finally get some awnsers that she had been seeking.