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-is a robot
-capable of unrestrained strength
-neither mammal, reptile, or amphibian
-doesn't even NEED to eat, drink, or sleep
"...what if....he goes sagave silly feral? or he was already savage silly feral. Raised by animals even? just a goofy silly animal. Survival of the fittest this one"
Littlest treehorn AU Zane back when he was first made. He’s sitting upright in bed staring at the ceiling while his father is sleep on the far end of the room. He’s just listening to bellowing outside from treehorns nearby. He begins to get scared so he gets up from his bed, inches over to his fathers bed, then just crawls under the bed bumping it a few times as he wriggles under. This wakes his father up.
Dr. Julian: “….oh Zane. It’s ok. It’s alright baby boy”
He leans over the edge of the bed to peer under. Zane is laying on his tummy fear riddling his face.
Dr. Julian: “you want me to come under there with you?”
Zane nods. Dr. Julian rolls out of bed and kneels down to crawl under the bed with his son. He wraps his arms around Zane’s head making sure to cover his ears with his arms. Zane makes this weird squeaking sound and closes his eyes, burying his face into his fathers chest.
Dr. Julian: “oh my quiet quiet son. You are so sweet and so cute”
Cut to 19 years later Zane is huddled and tucked away under his own bed. Cole is standing in the doorway leaning on the frame.
Cole: “….you comin out?….don’t take a offense big guy but why do you do that….”
Zane: “……I-…..Not know”
Cole: “hmmm. Well theres a ton of flower petals out here for you. Id get them before they wilt, last ones of the season”
Cole shuffled over to the bed and kneels down and peer under, lifting the bed skirt up and smiling when he sees Zane’s hand retreat into the dark. All Cole can see is two bright blue eyes glowing from the dark under bed.
Cole: “your therapist called me today. He said there was a bit of a breakthrough? Is that why your hiding under here?”
Zane: “…..am I……crazy? Kai say-“
Cole: “fuck what Kai says. He knows better and thats on him. I wouldn’t say your crazy, your not crazy. Everyone has something thats up with them. Look at me! I have a binge eating disorder! Kai’s an air head, Jay has seizers, Nya is missing a leg, and Lloyd is only a sliver of human. No one is normal here and thats ok! You fit right in. Just look at you! Over coming social anxiety and selective mutism and joining the work force!? Your doing better than most people that are not feral”
Zane: “I have wife!”
Cole: “thats right Tarzan man!! You got a wife”
Cole reaches his hand under the bed and pokes Zane in what he hopes is Zane’s tummy. Zane’s hands gently wrap around Cole’s hand, almost hugging Cole’s arm.
Zane: “is hard to adjust….”
Cole: “I know it is bud. It’s gonna take a little while. Ill bring the petals in here then ill read to ya how about that”
Zane: “….please”
Littlest treehorn AU. Lloyd looks around the room, checking to see if anyone is there. He scoots closer to Zane and ruffles his hair.
Lloyd: “hey buddy. Hey. Can you say fuck? Say fuck”
Zane sort of narrows his eyebrows.
Zane: “…….fuck”
Lloyd starts snickering. Later on Cole grabs Lloyd by the scruff of his neck so he can’t run away.
Cole: “Lloyd Montgomery Garmadon did you teach Zane curse words”
Lloyd: “….i-it was Morro!”
Morro, who’s been living inside of Lloyd’s head, switches control.
Morro: “no it wasn’t. Thats funny as hell but imma be a snitch. Sorry dragon tales”
Treehorn Zane AU. Wu has taken Zane with him to a farmers market to pick up a few things and give Zane more experience handling normal social situations. He got Zane on a child's harness and leash to keep him from taking off.
Stranger: "oh! what a fancy nindroid! never seen one with such detail and design before! He looks like he has tattoos! where did you get him!"
Wu: "oh I found him in the woods, he died, then my boys found him again chained up in some idiots basement"
Stranger: ".....ok then....umm way is he on a harness?"
Wu: "oh he sends people to the hospital with broken bones when he gets stressed out"
Zane picks up a mango and starts looking it over.
Wu: "......he's vegan fed though....so"
Gale: “this is an increable opportunity we have this afternoon! As a white ninja fan myself the rest of the fanbase is going to love this.”
She akwardly shuffles over to a shirtless Zane standing there looking around. He’s got little mango cubes in a cup he’s eating with a tooth pick. And boy is he zooted. He’s high as fuck.
Gale: “it’s Zane!!! And it…looks like he might have been a little drugged up. How you doing today buddy!?”
She holds the mic up to his mouth. He leans in and bumps his nose on the mic before staring into the camera then looking at Gale
Zane: “….very loud….like outfit”
Gale: “awe thank you!! There you have it folks! Zane speaks the truth”
Gale thinks the camera has been turned off but it’s still on. People watching then get to see her turn around to face Zane.
Gale: “you are so cute. So so cute. Where are your friends?”
Littlest treehorn AU. Zane is just doing his thing, working a job for a short period of time. He’s standing guard. The manager is right behind him with her hands violently clawed and trying not to just squeeze Zane to death in a hug.
Manager: “oh god!….oh fuck”
Zane turns around then gets a confused look on his face.
Manager: “run Julian! Run! I can’t hold the cute aggression back any longer!”
The manager is holding his own arm back from grabbing Zane.
Cole’s snoring gently spurted from the dark. Burried under many blankets as well as a weighted blanket to ground him and sooth him. He sleeps on his back one hand always resting on his belly. He gave a hearty snort as his leg twitched in his sleep. His foot bumped something heavy curled up at the foot of his bed. Subconsciously Cole’s mind picked up on this and began to slowly wake him up. After about 3 minutes Cole’s eyes slowly fluttered open. It’s one of those moments where his brain has woken him up becasue something is wrong but he dosent know what.
He began to stretch his legs out when he kicked something solid and heavy again. He jumped and gasped when he heard someones voice in the dark “mmmahhhh!”. Cole fumbled for his phone and quickly turned on the flashlight, pointing it twaords the end of the bed. It’s Zane, he’s curled up at Cole’s feet with his back facing Cole. “Oh! It’s you. Hi bud whats going on?” Cole asked. He gently reached down to gently rub Zane’s back like he always has when Zane gets affectionate. “Did you have a vision?” Cole asked again. He dosent need a response, he damn well knows Zane dosent sneak into beds unless he’s had an upsetting vision.
A soft “mmhmm” made Cole frown. He flicked his phones flashlight off and tucked the phone back up under his pillow. He reached down and wriggled his hands under Zane’s armpits. From there he pulled Zane up like a stuffed animal. He tucked Zane into the covers right next to him and gently cuddled back into the covers himself. Zane only made a small brief squeak sound but found himself comforted by being so close to someone. He scooted over a little so he’s just a little pressed into Cole then closed his eyes. “It’s ok. What ever it is we will crush it like weve done countless times in the past” Coke muttered.
Littlest treehorn AU. Zane is going under cover to sneak in with the SOG. He’s doing great and now he’s about to become a member of the team. He stands before Kilow as Kilow gives his little speech.
Kilow: “what makes you think we’ll take you in! Look at you! You look like-“
Zane just latches his teeth into Kilow’s hand when he gestures to Zane. Kilow lifts his hand so Zane is just dangling by his teeth clamped around Kilow’s massive hand.
Ultra violet: “can we keep him!? Please please Kilow! He’s perfect!!”
Kilow: “mmmmm I do like his aggression. Alright but YOUR in charge of him! I don’t wana see ANY piddle puddles around here. Someone get this little ankle biter off me”
