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chonkylad:

Without even needing to lift his head, the dragon knew whose footsteps were approaching. The way the earth trembled, shook as the weight of the mightly man grew closer and closer to where Lockheed laid. He didn’t bother to get up, for Piotr was always as friendly as he was heavy, and with the man knowing the dragon, maybe he wouldn’t get in trouble for stealing from the garden?

It wasn’t until the man started picking the tomatoes did he open an eye. Even without the pupil, it was quite clear that he was staring and idly watching as Piotr picked the food. More so with how he closed the eye and went ahead to open his mouth and await to be fed some of the food. Gotta make sure it was ripe!

“I know I do look strange in this form, I wish I could help it as well.I look like a bad actor in some greek film,” Piotr muses to the dragon as he filled his basket, inspecting the plants he so lovingly tended to. He could understand why the dragon was in here, it was much warmer than it was outside the tent and that was thanks to Scott Lang and all the work he had helped do to make sure that Haven could have a place to grow food. “Oh? Do you want to test? Shall we split?” Piotr came over to scratch the dragon under the chin gently, sitting down in the soft dirt beside him and cutting a tomato in half, setting half in front of Lockheed as he bit into the other half. “I am glad to see you have been unaffected by everything going on here, my little friend.”

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chonkylad:

Snnzzz

While Ororo always had such a green thumb and grew such beautiful smelling plants, it wasn’t until the sun was no more did Lockheed develop a newfound appreciation for gardens. Not only did they grow snacks food, they also had their own heat lamps set up to give the plants the sunlight they need! It was such a nice and cozy spot, that as soon as Lockheed snuck away from Kitty to get seconds, he curled right on up and flopped on the soil. The plant that used to be there was all in his stomach, so none was being wasted or squished.

Colossus had a routine. He would get up and workout, go for a run and hit the small gym room before he would shower and set about making breakfast. Then, of course, he had to clean up. But then started the prep for lunch which requires going to visit his favorite place in the dome: the gardens. Colossus grabbed his little basket by the door before he stepped into the warmth and artificial sunlight, letting out a content sigh. He was, however, surprised to find a little mischievous dragon he recognized there. “Hello my friend,” He cooed gently. “It is very good to see you here. You may continue to nap,” Colossus encouraged, but he was picking the tomatoes around him.

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kochou-gakure:

“That’s alright if you don’t think I look like one.” Betsy wasn’t going to go through the lesson of looks being deceiving, especially given how close friends he was with Kurt. She was supposed to be “playing nice,” not tearing people apart. And that meant swallowing her ego for just a little bit. “Obviously. Just a man dressed in just a loin cloth,” she teased. “You’re not even the slightest bit intrigued as to what that crack of thunder may have done to you?”

“No,” Colossus says easily, lifting a shoulder in a shrug. He wasn’t curious and he was sure that seemed dumb, so he endeavored to explain. “It has not hurt me or anyone I care about -- I can still perform my duties as I always have and I have lived with power a long time,” He nods with a bit of a wry smile. “So I am not entirely concerned. I think it is something small and of little consequence. I am not here to flex powers. I am here to help people who need it.”

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