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It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

The sweet embrace ended too soon for Chip’s liking, but in such a peaceful state he didn’t want to let go at all, even though he knew he had to. He gazed back at Brooklyn with a calm, loving expression. “Oh sure. They’re probably wondering why you didn’t come back last night.” He said with an understanding nod. “You wanna go by yourself or think I should go too? It’s up to you Brook. I just hope that sore behind of yours doesn’t give you any trouble.” Chip added with a light chuckle.

Brooklyn thought about it for a short while. “I think you should come with me. Plus my butt is still sore so I’m gonna need a ride back to the castle so I don’t have to keep climbing up buildings just to get up there. Less leg movement. Heheh. As long as I don’t do too much, so I should be good by tomorrow night when I’m fully healed.”

Chip gave an understanding nod and rubbed the shoulder of the gargoyle’s jacket supportively. ”Heh, alright then. Your bike ought to be safe here so no need to worry.” He assured his friend and stood up from the couch, stretching both of his legs with a small growl. Chip then reached over and picked up Brooklyn’s loincloth that lay on a nearby table. “Here, can’t forget this.” He said and tossed it over to the gargoyle.

He took they loin cloth with one hand and applied it onto his pants, actually liking how this looked so far. “Thanks, Chip.” The gargoyle rubbed his bum again and while it still hurt, it didn’t make him wince as much as earlier.

“Cute growl you have there by the way.” He had to snicker a bit at that.

“Not as cute as you look in your biker getup.“ Chip teased right back with a grin. He watched as the gargoyle strapped the loincloth over his jeans and couldn’t help but take a good look at how Brooklyn’s outfit looked. The loincloth did suit him, but he couldn’t help but think that it somehow subtracted from the overall biker look. With a shrug he out the thought aside and grinned excitedly. “Ready to get going?“

“Definitely."He nodded and headed over to the others bike, getting his helmet fastened and slowly sat on the seat, taking a deep breath once he got into the cushion. So far so good. Small signals of pain, but nothing overbearing.

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It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

The sweet embrace ended too soon for Chip’s liking, but in such a peaceful state he didn’t want to let go at all, even though he knew he had to. He gazed back at Brooklyn with a calm, loving expression. “Oh sure. They’re probably wondering why you didn’t come back last night.” He said with an understanding nod. “You wanna go by yourself or think I should go too? It’s up to you Brook. I just hope that sore behind of yours doesn’t give you any trouble.” Chip added with a light chuckle.

Brooklyn thought about it for a short while. “I think you should come with me. Plus my butt is still sore so I’m gonna need a ride back to the castle so I don’t have to keep climbing up buildings just to get up there. Less leg movement. Heheh. As long as I don’t do too much, so I should be good by tomorrow night when I’m fully healed.”

Chip gave an understanding nod and rubbed the shoulder of the gargoyle’s jacket supportively. ”Heh, alright then. Your bike ought to be safe here so no need to worry.” He assured his friend and stood up from the couch, stretching both of his legs with a small growl. Chip then reached over and picked up Brooklyn’s loincloth that lay on a nearby table. “Here, can’t forget this.” He said and tossed it over to the gargoyle.

He took they loin cloth with one hand and applied it onto his pants, actually liking how this looked so far. “Thanks, Chip.” The gargoyle rubbed his bum again and while it still hurt, it didn’t make him wince as much as earlier.

“Cute growl you have there by the way.” He had to snicker a bit at that.

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It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

The soft smile upon Chip’s face quickly burst into a bright, beaming grin. Without any hesitation he put his large arm around the gargoyle’s back and pulled him in close till they were shoulder to shoulder. “You don’t know how happy makes me, Brook.” The wolf was overflowing with sheer joy. “These past few months have been too damn lonely, and you’re the best thing that’s happened to me since who knows when.”

Brooklyn grinned and wrapped an arm around the others side since the other was doing the same. He could definitely tell that the other was very much so happy in this moment out of all the loneliness he has been feeling and since the gargoyle had pretty much been hated be everyone except for his clan and human friend so far in this century, it was great to see that there was another out there that liked him. Hell. With Chip is was most likely love at this point. “After being not well received by like the people you saw that we saved not too long ago, it’s great to see that there are people like you out there that accept me just like how I accept you.”

Chip’s other hand found itself reaching up to cup against the side of Brooklyn’s cheek. “I don’t care what normal people say. My life might not be the greatest, but I’ll be damned if it wasn’t made a hundred times better with you in it.“ His smile softened and with a gentle pull he brought Brooklyn’s face closer till their lips were but inches apart.

“I can say the same with you…” The gargoyle allowed the wolf to pull him closet till their lips were so very close apart that Brooklyn himself decided to go full 100 and press his beak softly onto the wolf’s muzzle. His hands would hold thevothets sides as he even brought his chest to touch the others more muscular body just so they could he closer.

Once their lips met Chip’s eyes slowly closed on their own and he gently held the gargoyle against him. His breathing was slow and heavy, with his heartbeat starting to pick up from the excitement. There was something incredibly special he felt both he and Brooklyn shared. Being so close, so intimate with the crimson gargoyle felt more right than anything else in the wolf’s life and he didn’t want that to change.

This was something the gargoyle has never really felt before even though he kind of knee it would have eventually happen in the future once he had a mate. The feeling was…love. Yes. That’s the right word to use and never in a million years he would have thought that he’d be the mate of a mutant wolf man like Chip in his lifetime. Once he pulled back, he had a blissful smile on his face that would have said he wss very satisfied with his current situation until he thought about his clan. “Hey, Chip? I know this might seem ubrupt, but I might wanna check up on my clan mates just so they know I am okay.”

The sweet embrace ended too soon for Chip’s liking, but in such a peaceful state he didn’t want to let go at all, even though he knew he had to. He gazed back at Brooklyn with a calm, loving expression. “Oh sure. They’re probably wondering why you didn’t come back last night.” He said with an understanding nod. “You wanna go by yourself or think I should go too? It’s up to you Brook. I just hope that sore behind of yours doesn’t give you any trouble.” Chip added with a light chuckle.

Brooklyn thought about it for a short while. “I think you should come with me. Plus my butt is still sore so I’m gonna need a ride back to the castle so I don’t have to keep climbing up buildings just to get up there. Less leg movement. Heheh. As long as I don’t do too much, so I should be good by tomorrow night when I’m fully healed.”

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It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

The soft smile upon Chip’s face quickly burst into a bright, beaming grin. Without any hesitation he put his large arm around the gargoyle’s back and pulled him in close till they were shoulder to shoulder. “You don’t know how happy makes me, Brook.” The wolf was overflowing with sheer joy. “These past few months have been too damn lonely, and you’re the best thing that’s happened to me since who knows when.”

Brooklyn grinned and wrapped an arm around the others side since the other was doing the same. He could definitely tell that the other was very much so happy in this moment out of all the loneliness he has been feeling and since the gargoyle had pretty much been hated be everyone except for his clan and human friend so far in this century, it was great to see that there was another out there that liked him. Hell. With Chip is was most likely love at this point. “After being not well received by like the people you saw that we saved not too long ago, it’s great to see that there are people like you out there that accept me just like how I accept you.”

Chip’s other hand found itself reaching up to cup against the side of Brooklyn’s cheek. “I don’t care what normal people say. My life might not be the greatest, but I’ll be damned if it wasn’t made a hundred times better with you in it.“ His smile softened and with a gentle pull he brought Brooklyn’s face closer till their lips were but inches apart.

“I can say the same with you…” The gargoyle allowed the wolf to pull him closet till their lips were so very close apart that Brooklyn himself decided to go full 100 and press his beak softly onto the wolf’s muzzle. His hands would hold thevothets sides as he even brought his chest to touch the others more muscular body just so they could he closer.

Once their lips met Chip’s eyes slowly closed on their own and he gently held the gargoyle against him. His breathing was slow and heavy, with his heartbeat starting to pick up from the excitement. There was something incredibly special he felt both he and Brooklyn shared. Being so close, so intimate with the crimson gargoyle felt more right than anything else in the wolf’s life and he didn’t want that to change.

This was something the gargoyle has never really felt before even though he kind of knee it would have eventually happen in the future once he had a mate. The feeling was…love. Yes. That’s the right word to use and never in a million years he would have thought that he’d be the mate of a mutant wolf man like Chip in his lifetime. Once he pulled back, he had a blissful smile on his face that would have said he wss very satisfied with his current situation until he thought about his clan. “Hey, Chip? I know this might seem ubrupt, but I might wanna check up on my clan mates just so they know I am okay.”

chip-of-ror:

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It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

The soft smile upon Chip’s face quickly burst into a bright, beaming grin. Without any hesitation he put his large arm around the gargoyle’s back and pulled him in close till they were shoulder to shoulder. “You don’t know how happy makes me, Brook.” The wolf was overflowing with sheer joy. “These past few months have been too damn lonely, and you’re the best thing that’s happened to me since who knows when.”

Brooklyn grinned and wrapped an arm around the others side since the other was doing the same. He could definitely tell that the other was very much so happy in this moment out of all the loneliness he has been feeling and since the gargoyle had pretty much been hated be everyone except for his clan and human friend so far in this century, it was great to see that there was another out there that liked him. Hell. With Chip is was most likely love at this point. “After being not well received by like the people you saw that we saved not too long ago, it’s great to see that there are people like you out there that accept me just like how I accept you.”

Chip’s other hand found itself reaching up to cup against the side of Brooklyn’s cheek. “I don’t care what normal people say. My life might not be the greatest, but I’ll be damned if it wasn’t made a hundred times better with you in it.“ His smile softened and with a gentle pull he brought Brooklyn’s face closer till their lips were but inches apart.

“I can say the same with you…” The gargoyle allowed the wolf to pull him closet till their lips were so very close apart that Brooklyn himself decided to go full 100 and press his beak softly onto the wolf’s muzzle. His hands would hold thevothets sides as he even brought his chest to touch the others more muscular body just so they could he closer.

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It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

“A castle? Wait, you don’t mean-” Chip paused for a moment while speaking as the realisation hit him. He’d heard of some eccentric billionaire guy bringing a castle from overseas for whatever reason. “Huh, I think I heard of that before actually. So that’s how you guys got all the way to the Big Apple.”

He nodded. “Since we can only wake up when the castle is above the clouds due to the curse put on us to sleep forever, he found out how to wake us up and here we are. That guy is not too cool, by the way. Right now he is in jail for some illegal thing he wanted us to do. When would he come out? I have no idea. Gotta talk to our human friend about that sometime…”

“Yowch. Guess he’s behind bars for good reason.“ Chip lowered his head and looked down at the floor for a moment. “Still I’m at least thankful enough that he managed to bring you guys way here. Otherwise I never would’ve met you, Brook.“ The wolf turned his head toward the gargoyle and showed him a soft, welcoming smile.

The gargoyle looked up a bit then back at Chip to smile. “You know what? You’re right about that, Chip. This century has a lot of great things about it and you are one of them. I’m glad I got to meet you.”

The soft smile upon Chip’s face quickly burst into a bright, beaming grin. Without any hesitation he put his large arm around the gargoyle’s back and pulled him in close till they were shoulder to shoulder. “You don’t know how happy makes me, Brook.” The wolf was overflowing with sheer joy. “These past few months have been too damn lonely, and you’re the best thing that’s happened to me since who knows when.”

Brooklyn grinned and wrapped an arm around the others side since the other was doing the same. He could definitely tell that the other was very much so happy in this moment out of all the loneliness he has been feeling and since the gargoyle had pretty much been hated be everyone except for his clan and human friend so far in this century, it was great to see that there was another out there that liked him. Hell. With Chip is was most likely love at this point. “After being not well received by like the people you saw that we saved not too long ago, it’s great to see that there are people like you out there that accept me just like how I accept you.”

chip-of-ror:

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It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

“A castle? Wait, you don’t mean-” Chip paused for a moment while speaking as the realisation hit him. He’d heard of some eccentric billionaire guy bringing a castle from overseas for whatever reason. “Huh, I think I heard of that before actually. So that’s how you guys got all the way to the Big Apple.”

He nodded. “Since we can only wake up when the castle is above the clouds due to the curse put on us to sleep forever, he found out how to wake us up and here we are. That guy is not too cool, by the way. Right now he is in jail for some illegal thing he wanted us to do. When would he come out? I have no idea. Gotta talk to our human friend about that sometime…”

“Yowch. Guess he’s behind bars for good reason.“ Chip lowered his head and looked down at the floor for a moment. “Still I’m at least thankful enough that he managed to bring you guys way here. Otherwise I never would’ve met you, Brook.“ The wolf turned his head toward the gargoyle and showed him a soft, welcoming smile.

The gargoyle looked up a bit then back at Chip to smile. “You know what? You’re right about that, Chip. This century has a lot of great things about it and you are one of them. I’m glad I got to meet you.”

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It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

The gargoyle gave the other a smirk back, rubbing his butt just a little bit more. “At least I am not devoid of walking so that’s good. Thanks, Chip. I appreciate it. You know, you could come by to where we live sometime if you’d like. It’s really huge.” He grinned.

At the mention of Brooklyn’s home Chip couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow inquisitively. “Y’know you haven’t told me much about where you and your bros live, Brook.” Chip began and shuffled to the side of the couch, urging the other to sit next to him. “Must be someplace hard-to-find to keep you safe from being discovered in daytime.”

“Well…..” He paused for a few moments before answering and sitting down next to the other when Chip motioned him too. “…its more like plain sight sight since no one can tell we are real gargoyles during the daytime. Then again we are really high up in the sky so no one can see us much anyway.”

Chip mulled these facts over in his mind. Up high, turn to stone in the daytime, away from view. Chip was starting to put the pieces together. “Ah, I see now. You guys must hide out on a tall building somewhere. That’s a good place to stay hidden.”

He nodded then leaned back more into the couch, signing. “Yup. A tall building that has a castle up top. In fact, it’s higher to the point where clouds are covering most of it. I think you can even see it from here.”

“A castle? Wait, you don’t mean-” Chip paused for a moment while speaking as the realisation hit him. He’d heard of some eccentric billionaire guy bringing a castle from overseas for whatever reason. “Huh, I think I heard of that before actually. So that’s how you guys got all the way to the Big Apple.”

He nodded. “Since we can only wake up when the castle is above the clouds due to the curse put on us to sleep forever, he found out how to wake us up and here we are. That guy is not too cool, by the way. Right now he is in jail for some illegal thing he wanted us to do. When would he come out? I have no idea. Gotta talk to our human friend about that sometime…”

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It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

The gargoyle gave the other a smirk back, rubbing his butt just a little bit more. “At least I am not devoid of walking so that’s good. Thanks, Chip. I appreciate it. You know, you could come by to where we live sometime if you’d like. It’s really huge.” He grinned.

At the mention of Brooklyn’s home Chip couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow inquisitively. “Y’know you haven’t told me much about where you and your bros live, Brook.” Chip began and shuffled to the side of the couch, urging the other to sit next to him. “Must be someplace hard-to-find to keep you safe from being discovered in daytime.”

“Well…..” He paused for a few moments before answering and sitting down next to the other when Chip motioned him too. “…its more like plain sight sight since no one can tell we are real gargoyles during the daytime. Then again we are really high up in the sky so no one can see us much anyway.”

Chip mulled these facts over in his mind. Up high, turn to stone in the daytime, away from view. Chip was starting to put the pieces together. “Ah, I see now. You guys must hide out on a tall building somewhere. That’s a good place to stay hidden.”

He nodded then leaned back more into the couch, signing. “Yup. A tall building that has a castle up top. In fact, it’s higher to the point where clouds are covering most of it. I think you can even see it from here.”

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It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

The gargoyle gave the other a smirk back, rubbing his butt just a little bit more. “At least I am not devoid of walking so that’s good. Thanks, Chip. I appreciate it. You know, you could come by to where we live sometime if you’d like. It’s really huge.” He grinned.

At the mention of Brooklyn’s home Chip couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow inquisitively. “Y’know you haven’t told me much about where you and your bros live, Brook.” Chip began and shuffled to the side of the couch, urging the other to sit next to him. “Must be someplace hard-to-find to keep you safe from being discovered in daytime.”

“Well…..” He paused for a few moments before answering and sitting down next to the other when Chip motioned him too. “…its more like plain sight sight since no one can tell we are real gargoyles during the daytime. Then again we are really high up in the sky so no one can see us much anyway.”