“You’ll never take me alive, coppers!”
Fizz was running on the rooftops as fast as he could, a bag of money on his shoulder with a wand in his left hand. Things were going great at first when he managed to sneak in undetected, until his getaway driver was a no-show when the police barged in. Running quickly and trying not to lose the money he gained, Fizz pumped his legs faster than he ever had before.
“Where are you, Tido!?”
Fizz yelled into the sky, narrowly dodging a small fireball from some sort of magical source. Deciding that figuring out if they were a wizard or a sorcerer was stupid, Fizz continued running. He jumped and dashed from rooftop to rooftop, hearing the cries of pegasuses behind him, before he jumped and there wasn’t exactly a roof.
“Oh, come on-”
All of a sudden, a massive crow swooped in, catching him at the last second before flying away. With how crows were sleeker, cooler, and generally lighter than a typical winged horse, Fizz knew that everything would be okay. Seeing his best pal in the whole world on the saddle in front of him, Fizz grinned.
“Tido, you crazy son’ov’a’gun! And here I thought I was done for. Where were you?”
Tido smirked, responding with ease.
“Fraid’ I had to get the fuzz off my feathers ‘fore I could come and get them off yours. Broke into a bird food store since their prices were too high and my crows were hungry.”
Fizz noticed that both of them were on the same crow.
“Speaking of your crows, where’s the other one?”
Just then, a majestic crow glammed out in stolen gold jewelry flew close, a loud ‘CAW’ coming from the seasoned thief. Fizz grinned, while Tido started maniacally laughing.
“I TAUGHT CWOH TO STEAL FOR US! THE MORE MONEY WE HAVE, THE BETTER, MWAHAHA! Nobody will stop us, they won’t even try. If my plans go well, I’ll have even more crows on my side! They can’t get enough fireballs to take out an entire swarm of crows, the magic cost wouldn’t be worth it anymore…!”
The four flew over the ocean together. Tido, yelling about how his crows would take over the world, and Fizz, clutching onto the money bag so that it doesn’t drop off. Fizz interrupted Tido’s monologue, politely asking.
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“Say, have you seen John lately? I haven’t seen him at the hideout in forever.”
Tido paused in the middle of evil laughter, a concerned look on his face.
“No, no I haven’t. Last I heard the madlad is trying to steal a dragon egg from the king. Serves ‘em right, since the king has done jack and shit in the last few years. I hope he comes back alright… I’d hate for him to lose another arm.”
Fizz nodded in agreement; He’d hate for his other best bud in the whole world to be hurt. They all flew back to their awesome clubhouse: A skull shaped cave on an island, isolated from the rest of the world. While FIzz himself was wearing a pink tuxedo, Tido was wearing a plague doctor outfit, although part of the robe was carefully cut so that it wouldn’t interfere in properly riding his crows.
They landed carefully, Tido helping Fizz off of Kraa. Cwoh landed a moment after, settling down near Kraa. Tido - naturally - took about 10 minutes to shower both of them in praise and love, while Fizz collected their riches and put them in the Secret™ vault of Secrets™. Celebrating by cracking open a cold one with the boys - and a barrel of fruits for the crows - they cheered over their (mostly) flawless victory.
Suddenly, a loud crash sounded; It sounded like it came from the Secret™ vault of Secrets™! Wanting to protect all the money and riches they’d all acquired, Tido, Fizz, and Kraa all dashed over; although two of the three were a little buzzed. There was a shiny, emerald dragon making itself at home, a very sudden renovation to the cave as it made an entrance. John - the insane but logical man he was - carefully hung on until the dragon curled up on the gold, tediously getting off the dragon. Fizz snapped out of his stunned awe when he noticed that John was having some trouble getting off the dragon, large as it was.
Rushing over, Fizz helped John down. John noticed that the two were a bit buzzed when he got near, but the fact that he managed to steal a dragon - This wasn’t even an egg, it was a DRAGON, - was pretty much the only thing that went into Fizz and Tido’s head. The two crows on the other hand recognized glory when they saw it, politely lowering themselves a little in submission.
John just smiled. It took Fizz a moment to realize that John’s left arm - which was previously chopped off by a guard - had been replaced with a rune-covered prosthetic of steel that worked better than his remaining actual arm. Fizz grinned, before bursting out in relieved laughter and drunkenly nestling against John. John didn’t mind; He saw Fizz as a little brother of sorts.
“I’ll take a guess and say he was worried about me?”
John asked Tido, who could only muster a dumb nod. John gestured to the dragon, who preened at all the eyes on her.
“This is Pavaldri, and she’s agreed to guard all our gold as long as we give her free range over the rest of the island. Since we hardly use the rest of it, I’ve agreed. At worst, she toasts us alive, and at best, our gold will never be taken by anyone outside of our squad!”
Tido gave a thumbs up, the sheer coolness of having a dragon on their side snapping him out of his daze. Fizz, meanwhile, started cheering for how perfectly the day was going and how all his friends were home at last. Oh, and dragons. Dragons were awesome to Fizz too, as rare and picky as they were.
The things that Fizz, Tido, and John fully agreed on was that life was good, dragons were cool, and gold can make things possible. The three and their animal companions celebrated together, although Pavaldri opted to take a nap instead.