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By, Sonsasu

Chapter One

No Freaking Way

Thoughts

Human’s POV

“Okay…there is no freaking way…they’re sitting across from me… It’s just not possible.

Heck, I’ve seen them in movies, read stories about them on fanfiction, drawn pictures, and looked at pictures of them on Deviantart. Aww hell, I even met a few normal people dressed up in costumes to look like them…but I never thought I would ever see the real thing… Let alone, two of them! Oh, and did I forget to mention that I am feeding the pair? Yeah, the one on the right is eating two honeyed hams, cold, and the one on the left has five prime rib steaks raw!

God…I was going to use those for the cookout tomorrow but…oh well.

Okay, blink a few times…good… Okay, now put the spoon in the yogurt…good… Take a bite…good… Now stop staring!

Nope…can’t stop staring… My god their heads are huge! Oh dude, the hair…err scratch that last part, the dreadlocks are cool with the…tiny skulls. But…what’s with the…mandibles? They have freaking crab legs for lips! Look at those inner teeth! Oh my god…the one on the left just bit through the stake bone…

This isn’t happening…I know I wished to meet one on my birthday…but damnit God this is a sick ass joke to be pulling!”

Thoughts

The Young Yautja’s POV

“By the Black Warrior… I see this female has finally succumbed to my handsome appearance, but she could at least be discrete about her fascination with me...

Ha, look at that, she is so enamored with my face she cannot blink right! Even more amusing, she eats her slime food very slowly. Now she cannot take her eyes away from my stunning mandibles. I almost feel sorry for this female; the pathetic Ooman males must not give her the attention she craves.

There are rumors that some Yautja males have taken Oomans as mates…and adopted some as clan…but they can only be rumors.

This meat is delicious… I wonder what beast it comes from… Perhaps my Elder will let me hunt a few to take back with us…

Ack! What in the Three Hells was that for?!”

Thoughts

The Elder Yautja’s POV

“Of course it would take an elbow in the ribs to get this pup’s attention away from his food. I doubt an entire pack of hard meats would be able to part him from a meal.

Though the meat provided tastes of high quality, Grinning-Fangs should act his rank, and not like an unblooded-warrior. Arrogance will be his downfall should he try to behave like this towards our females…

This Ooman shows potential in bravery by offering her home and giving medical aid to our injuries. She has also shown honor in not taking advantage of our weakened states.

However, it is becoming irritating the way she stares without blinking…”

Human’s POV

Looking from one to the other, Sonsasu felt torn between two nearly overwhelming urges. The first was a desire to scream bloody murder, run out the door, and then lock her self up in a nice safe nutty asylum. The second desire, the stronger of the two, was to squeal like a little girl, hop up and down, then tackle the two Predators, and start poking them…in various places.

(No not there! Get your heads out’a the gutter you sick puppies!)

However, she did neither, Sonsasu just sat there, eating her strawberry yogurt while reclining on her dark blue couch and continued to stare… She had to force herself to blink slowly, as the two Yautja males devoured their…snacks.

Looking over to the smaller Predator, Sonsasu twirled her spoon in the yogurt with a very nonchalant motion. Ever since he had awakened this morning, for whatever reason, he had practically made it a game to try and further rattle her nerves.

The occasional glances she could deal with, the strange body movements she could deal with too, but whenever he lifted his upper right mandible, that would bother her... After reading so many fanfics about them, Sonsasu had a mild idea that he was smirking…Yautja version.

Because of this, he had to be the younger warrior.

Reason number one, his height was only six feet some odd inches, where the older looking warrior had to be eight feet tall…maybe more. Reason number two, he has much, much longer…dreadlocks, they fall a little past his waist, where the older one has shoulder length dreads.

Reason number three, his head and…mandibles are by no means, as large as the eight foot tall Predator’s. Reason number four, where the younger Yautja probably weighs six-hundred some pounds, his Elder had to be about eight-hundred…and it’s all muscle to Sonsasu.

Reason number five, the Elder moves with grace, acts calm…and is polite…to a point, where the younger one, from what Sonsasu had seen so far, is to eager and arrogant…

Sonsasu hid her small smile by clamping down on the yogurt-covered spoon, while she began to observe the two in detail.

Flicking her eyes over the smaller Yautja, she nearly snorted with laughter.

He was making hilarious faces after having picked up and bitten down on one of the very tart pineapple rings. His mandibles kept closing then flaring out in distaste, but it had to be his…eyebrows that shot up and wiggled with surprise, to make it so difficult to choke down her giggles.

After a few moments of a very difficult struggle, Sonsasu managed to regain enough control over her face to watch the Elder Yautja, who sat cross-legged with an over sized serving platter upon his lap.

Very regal looking, he sat straight as an arrow and ate slowly with a wicked long knife. Moreover, if you were to compare him to an animal, the first impression would be of an old powerful white tiger, he even had the stripes to go with it! While Sonsasu gazed at him, her dark gray eyes met with two very oddly colored orbs of pale blue ice.

For a reason beyond willing comprehension, this created a slight blush to bloom along her cheeks. Forcing her eyes away from the intense gaze and over to the younger warrior, she arched an eyebrow at what she saw.

Both upper mandibles pulled up to their fullest height in a smile, the young Predator was no longer sitting cross-legged, but instead was leaning back on one arm with his other a hand patting his puffed out stomach.

Sonsasu bit down on the inside of her cheek to fight her growing smile. Unfortunately, she lost the battle when the he began to purr loudly…

He certainly reminded her of a tiger cub…one that was not fully grown, but hanging in the middle like a teenager… With skin almost the color of burnt orange and black stripes, along with a vanilla colored tummy, he had to have by far the most charming duel eye color of green and gold…

“You surprise me Ooman…”

Sonsasu jumped, when the deep grating voice broke the silence, causing her head to swing towards the Elder Predator. “Come again?”

“You have shown bravery and some sense of honor by offering assistance to us… Our warrior’s law calls for me to show thanks…” The Predator’s face was too serious looking when he said that.

“Oh… that’s okay…no need,” blinking, Sonsasu sat up on the couch with a cautious smile. “Since you two are done eating…I’ll just take your plates now…”

Rising from the couch slowly, Sonsasu walked around the long low wooden table that had separated the two Yautja warriors from her. However, she paused once she stood next to the tall Elder.

“Dear God he’s tall! I’m only five feet six inches, and he’s eye level with me…sitting down!”

Glancing down at his plate, Sonsasu was not exactly feeling all that comfortable leaning down and removing the plate from his lap…

Luckily, the Elder took pity on Sonsasu, and handed her his platter.

“Thank you,” she murmured softly.

Walking slowly around the older Yautja, she stood next to the burnt orange Predator, but sadly, like any teenager…he could not help but tease her. Still leaning on one arm with his other hand now resting on his outstretched leg, he made no move to hand over his platter. Instead, he lifted his mandibles even higher and puffed out his chest again. The image it created in Sonsasu’s head was “I’m too sexy”.

This caused a muscle to start twitching in her eyebrow like crazy. Once again, the Elder rescued her, by growling softly and then clicking like a maraca.

Sonsasu had been learning the Yautja language for nearly three months now, so she was able to roughly catch “pup and give” before losing the rest.

The smaller male seemed to deflate before handing over his empty platter, but the smile had not faltered in the least…

Balancing the two manhole sized platters on top of her arms, she slowly backed out of the front room and into the dinning room. She was not going to give them her back for two very good reasons. Number one, it could offend them…or at least the older warrior. Number two, she was not completely sure of those two just yet…

After she was out of the line of sight, she turned on her heel and walked into the small kitchen.

“Eww, sticky floor…need to mop soon...”

Grimacing as the chilled tiled floor encountered her bare feet, Sonsasu placed one of the platters onto the counter. With the other balanced along her arm, she leaned down and opened the washer-machine.

“A few more cups and I’ll have a full load to start…”

A sudden thought accrued to Sonsasu.

She placed the two platters away and closed the washer’s door before getting up. Heading back to the front room, she stopped just before entering and stuck her head around the arch.

“Are you two…thirsty?”

To be continued…

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