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Having arrived home, Godzilla feels the sun drying the water droplets from him as he makes his way to his nest. Once the nest was visible, he found patches of silk here and there wasn’t a surprise to the Gojira. He would have to clean up the silk soon, but at the moment he wanted to see his queen and the egg.
Once on top of the nest, Godzilla finds Mothra, and they stare at each other. The old Gojira blinks a few times before huffing and slipping into the nest. Watching Mothra move her wings so he can curl up, Godzilla lays down as his tail thumps against the ground.
The silence could be cut through with a knife and there are several minutes before one of them speaks.
“I’m not mad about the silk,” Godzilla says.
“I know,” Mothra huffs, still upset about the situation.
She shifts her wings, and Godzilla has gotten a glimpse of the egg underneath her. The middle sister has been quiet for a while, and he wonders if the little one has fallen back to sleep. However, she may be being quiet because Mothra is upset. He didn’t know what the moth had said while he was gone and sending off the humans.
While everyone believes that Mothra is polite even when angered, Godzilla knows otherwise. He’s heard the moth curse with the ferocity of a sailor. When he first heard her swear, he couldn’t believe his ears and wondered if he had hit his head. He had been injured at the time, but Mothra had confirmed that she had indeed cursed, and he had heard her correctly.
“Why don't you take a flight?” Godzilla suggests, “I can look after the egg for a little while.”
Mothra seemed to mull over his works for a moment before she lifted herself. Giving herself a shake, she looks at Godzilla.
“I suppose that wouldn't hurt.”
Godzilla hums as he curls himself around the egg and Mothra climbs onto him and uses him to take off.
With the sound of her wings fading, Godzilla sighed with the knowledge that he and the little ones would be on their own while Mothra cooled off.
“You won't believe the storm she had flying out her mouth.”
“Oh, I have a feeling of how bad it was.” Godzilla snorted a laugh when he heard the middle sister speak, “I’ve heard words that would make a sailor blush.”
“And I believe you.” The middle sister says, “That Fire Chicken was losing his mind. Apparently, he heard her curse, but not like how she did earlier.”
Godzilla was trying to not laugh, but he wasn’t the best at hiding something he found funny.
“What are you laughing about?” The middle sister snorts.
“His name isn’t “Fire Chicken”, okay?” Godzilla says between snorted chuckles.
“I know,” The middle sister chirps, “What was his name again? Ro-damn? Ro-dumb? Stupid?”
“No,” Godzilla snorts, no longer finding the situation funny, “His name is Rodan.”
“I’ve told her that many times, G.” Rodan speaks up, sounding nonchalant, “She’s just being a little punk at best.”
“Saying the literal flying chicken.” The middle sister claps back, “What? Do you land like one too?”
“You haven’t even hatched yet,” Rodan cheekily says, “How do you know what a chicken is?”
“Did you forget the whole conversation that we all had yesterday?” The middle sister snorts, “Wow, you are stupid.”
“Did you forget who was asking a lot of questions yesterday?” Rodan hums.
Godzilla would have intervened between the two, but both were being cheeky and annoying each other on purpose. From what he heard, nothing said has been truly hurtful to one another. For now, he’ll let the two tire each other out. However, a gut feeling told the ancient Gojira that the middle sister and Rodan would become two peas in a pod once the little ones hatched.
After some time, Rodan and the middle sister had tired themselves out enough to have fallen asleep. Godzilla had found that amusing, but with two Kaijus sleeping, he wasn’t going to complain.
“Well, I didn’t expect him to tire her out.” The eldest yawns.
“You sure it’s not the other way around?” Queen MUTO responds.
Godzilla thought about giving up on what was keeping everyone awake. At this moment, everyone being awake wasn’t causing issues with nature or humans. If finding the little ones and them being active is the reason for everyone else to be up, then Godzilla doesn’t care. If he kept up trying to figure out what was keeping everyone awake, Godzilla believes he’d lose his mind.
He noticed that once in a while they would sleep and that was enough for him. He isn’t going to bother with this situation any longer. If the humans get too nosy, then the others can handle themselves.
He’s the King, but he’s a lazy one. If he’s not needed, do not call.
With the egg nestled against his stomach and tail, Godzilla was about to let himself have a nap when he heard footsteps. Once the steps are close enough, he lifts his head and turns to find a small group of humans heading his way.
Oh… right…
Mothra did say that Jia was bringing some of the other humans that he had met earlier in the week over. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to give Mothra the idea to take a fly to cool her temper.
Hopefully, there wasn’t someone new that sneaked in.
With a huff, Godzilla lays his head down as the group comes close enough for him to smell them. While each scent is muddled by another, he can still tell each apart. From the scents alone, Godzilla can tell seven humans are coming his way.
From the humans that he sees, Godzilla recognizes five of the seven humans. He wasn’t in the mood to deal with someone new. And now he has to deal with two! When was Mothra going to return? He’s silently kicking himself for letting Mothra take a cool-off fly.
And yet, one of the scents was… familiar. Has he met this human before and just forgotten? Humans live such short lives, that he’s surprised that he’ll meet a human or two that he’d come across again before they’ve passed to the beyond. But now, he’s seeing humans that he’s met years before and they’re still alive and well. He’ll have to admit, that humans are more resilient than he remembered them centuries ago.
He wonders if this is one of the reasons why Mothra finds the tiny beings fascinating.
He still finds them as a pain in his ass.
With a few blinks, the group was right up on him, and he spotted Jia running towards him. She had another female behind her, and he could hear the voices of the others telling them to not run ahead.
Letting out a small rumble, Godzilla tilts his head seeing the female behind Jia and she is one that he does remember… slightly. The memories of Ghidorah and the metal creature that he and Kong defeated come flashing back. During Ghidorah, the female was small and was barely visible to him, but she was the one who roared at him. She had challenged him and was about to be vaporized if he had not come in time.
With the metal lookalike of him, he had sensed her there. Her scent was faint, but still noticeable to him. While he had not seen her, he knew she was there.
“Maddie!”
A voice calls out and the two females turn around. Godzilla notes it’s the human, Mark, who’s holding a metal square. The same kind that those human researchers had been holding back when he was on that… ship. He can tell the human male appears a bit annoyed— tired even. From the scent, Godzilla can conclude that Mark is a relative of the female that is with Jia.
“What did I say?” Marks says.
Godzilla silently laughed to himself. From the tone used, he has a feeling that Mark is a father. He remembers his father used the same when he had done something he wasn’t supposed to when he was a pup. As Mark and the human female— Maddie— are talking, Godzilla notices Jia’s attention is on him.
“Something tells me a conversion was done before coming here?” Godzilla asks.
“I assume so.” Jia answers, “Met up with everyone about an hour ago.”
If he had eyebrows, Godzilla would raise them. Turning his attention back to the two humans, he tunes in to what the two are saying.
“Don’t do that again.” Mark says, “What if he hasn't seen you running up?”
“Dad, you worry too much.” Maddie responds, “He saw Jia and I before she even started running up.”
“Maddie it’s just—” Mark sighed as he shook his head, seeming to be defeated, “Don’t do it again. Am I clear?”
The female—Maddie nodded her head and promised the other to not do something dangerous. However, from what Godzilla had witnessed of the human female, he believed that she was only saying this to calm her father’s nerves.
Mark titled his head and while Godzilla could only make out some of the expression, he had a feeling that Mark wasn’t fully believing his daughter. Mark’s posture was one of a parent that didn’t fully believe their child and Godzilla wonders if Mark had been in this situation before.
He wouldn’t be surprised if that was true.
The rest of the humans come up to the three and the one he knows as Trapper walks up to him. He titles his head and appears to be looking him over. The last time they had met, the human had told him that he wasn’t doing well and needed to be fed. Now that he has fed, Godzilla did feel much better than he had days ago.
“You look better since I last saw you,” Trapper says after some time.
“I thought that was a given after looking at the scans.” Mark deadpans.
Trapper looks over to the other and smiles, “Scans work just fine, but seeing it is way better.”
Godzilla looks at Mark, who shakes his head and gives a full-body sigh. There are a few others that do the same and Godzilla wonders what Trapper is like. It seems he’s very… different from the others. He doesn’t have the serious tone that he’s seen from most of the group. Trapper just seemed to be… out there. Godzilla couldn’t find a way to describe what Trapper was, but the human was fascinating.
If only a little.
Giving the group a once over, Godzilla notes all the humans are ones he’s indeed met before. There’s Mark and his daughter. The human from the MUTO battle, who is next to Trapper. Jia and her adopted mother.
That leaves only one left.
Turning his head to the other human that he hasn’t met, he sees another female. Her hair is black and short. He can tell by her scent that she’s of Asian heritage, but something about her scent is… strange? Familiar?
He couldn’t figure out why the other female felt familiar, but he felt the sense of safety coming from the women. Something he doesn’t feel from humans that often. It’s another thing from the past that he’s missed.
Moving his head closer to the female, he sniffs. His head is close enough that the female could reach her hand out and touch him. He had expected the female to back up when he had moved, but she had done the opposite.
Reaching her hand out, Godzilla feels the smooth skin against his rough scales. Giving a soft rumble, Godzilla blinks a few times at the female.
“D-dr. Chan?” Mark says, nervous in his voice. “Is—”
“It’s ok.” The female— Chan says. There’s excitement in her voice and she turns her head to Mark and nods. Godzilla notes the massive smile on her face. “It’s ok.”
“Right,” Mark nods, though he appears to not be fully convinced.
Now that he can get more of Chan’s scent, Godzilla releases why the female feels familiar. She was one of the humans that was on that metal thing that Mark had been on that day. There was something else about the female and now that she was closer— touching him— he could finally understand what was familiar about her.
Bloodline.
She was part of the humans that had worshipped and protected Mothra for generations. He didn’t know if she was part of the Iwi tribe in Hollow Earth, but some of them may have stayed on the surface.
“Dude, relax.” Trapper says, walking up and placing his hand on Godzilla’s snort, “I don’t see him doing anything that’ll hurt us unless we do something first.”
“Will I do not agree with… Trapper with everything he does,” The human from the MUTO battle says, looking pointedly at said human, “I do believe he is correct in this instant.”
“Fine,” Mark sighs, “Just don’t be Trapper and be the reason something stupid happens.”
“Hey!” The human called, sounding offended.
“If he does anything that can be seen as stupid, you can drag him out, Brody,” Mark says.
“Understood.”
Ah, Brody. That’s the human’s name. At least he didn’t have to come up with one.
“I can keep an eye on him.” Ilene says, “He isn’t that much of a troublemaker.”
Godzilla didn’t bother to keep his attention on the humans' conversations. He doesn’t mind the humans mangling about, but he wonders when Mothra will return.
As if hearing his wish, Godzilla hears the cry of his Queen, and the humans around him back up and look to the sky. Lifting his head, he finds Mothra flying by. Bellowing response, he warns her to be careful of the humans in the nest.
Hearing the flapping of her wings, Godzilla knows she’s circling back and will most likely land near the nest if she isn’t able to land inside. Looking back at the humans he sees expressions of awe, wonder, and… relief.
“She’s back,” Maddie says in awe.
“I knew she’d return.” Chan says relieved, “It does take some time.”
“You said she’d always come back.” Mark says, now standing next to Chan, “Basically immortal.”
“If she lays an egg and it’s safe.” The female responds.
Hearing another cry, Godzilla looks up and finds Mothra above the nest and looking down at everyone. With a tilt of his head, he gives a rumble and watches as she flies to the part of the Colosseum that his back is against. Following her movements, Godzilla had a feeling he knew what she was planning to do.
Godzilla watches as her back legs land on the stone structure and with care she lowers herself so that she can use him as a steppingstone. He gives a few grunts from feeling her sharp tips poking at his skin, but there wasn’t much he could do.
Once fully on him, Mothra positions herself just above the egg and settles down. Godzilla would have protested to her about laying on him, but with the humans in the nest, he could understand why she chose to lay on him.
Mothra looks at the humans for a few moments before turning her attention to Godzilla, “I‘m sure they haven’t caused any trouble.”
“They haven’t,” Godzilla says through the link, “These… are not as stupid as the rest.”
“I had hoped so,” Mothra says, stretching her limbs so her two longest ones were draped over the egg. Her hind legs and smaller limbs were tucked under her body in a way that didn’t dig into Godzilla’s skin.
Laying his head down, Godzilla finds the human group looking at him and Mothra. Letting out a huff, Godzilla turns his attention to Jia and says, “What are they thinking?”
“Take a guess.” The Iwi child says.
“They want to climb up, don’t they?”
“That and they want to get some scans.” Jia says, “They want to compare from the ones that they got when you were on the air carrier.”
Godzilla gives a full-body sigh. He didn’t understand why the humans wanted more scans, but if it kept them from being annoying while they visited.
Seeing Mothra turning her head to him, she speaks, “Let them. They’re just a little curious.”
Godzilla looks to Jia and gives a half nod, “Fine, they can scan… and climb. Just… made sure everyone stays away from the egg.”
Jia nods and turns to her mom, who does that strange thing with her fingers. Jia does the same and her mom nods.
“He’ll allow some scans.” Ilene says, “We can climb up, too. Just not near the egg.”
“Right,” Mark nods to Ilene as he holds the metal square up, “Let’s make this quick.”
Godzilla watches as the other humans crowd around Mark, but don’t obstruct his movements. Mark starts with his head and slowly moves from his neck, body, and finally to his tail.
“Hmmm…” Trapper titles his head with an unsure expression.
“What?” Mark asks.
“It’s just… the amount of radiation he has—” Trapper starts.
“It still looks a bit low.” Chan says, “It is better than the previous scans from the air carrier, but still not the best.”
“I know,” Mark sighs, “But, we all know why.”
“Another scolding in order?” Brody asks.
“Oh, I’ll let you have a shot after I get another round in.” Mark huffs.
Ah, was that the reason why Mark appeared annoyed or tired? Godzilla wouldn’t be surprised. Some of the humans at Monarch were the most annoying beings that he had ever known to live.
He isn’t surprised that Mark and a few other people with brains would be annoyed.
Maybe letting these humans have some time away from their fools wouldn’t be a bad idea. He’ll have to run this by Mothra sometime later.
“I suppose it’s better than him not getting any and depleting what he had left.” Trapper shrugs, “I bet he’s got a month in him before he has to head out again.”
“Would we give him a Nuke?” Chan asks.
And blow his nest up!
No! Fuck no!
“I don’t think he wants his nest to be blown to kingdom come.” Mark says as he looks at Godzilla, “Rome would be removed from the map if we do that.”
Godzilla lets out a snort, “At least someone gets it.”
“At least they're trying.” Mothra says, “You didn’t feed as long as you needed to.”
“Might be better to point him to a nuclear plant and let him go,” Trapper says.
Out of the humans in the group, Mark and Trapper are the ones he’s starting to like the most.
“Hey, Dad,” Maddie says, looking at the metal thing with an intense look.
“Yes?” Mark replies, “What is it?”
Godzilla lifts his head and lets out a rumble before asking a question to Jia, “What’s going on?”
“I’m not sure,” She says, trying to look at the metal thing.
“Move back to the egg,” Maddie says, “I think… I think I saw something move.”
Godzilla watches as Mark looks at his daughter with a raised brow but does as she say. He didn’t know what about the little ones that the humans had interested, but he unconsciously wanted to wrap himself around the egg.
If it wasn’t for Mothra lying where she was, Godzilla would have wrapped himself around their egg and told Jia to make the humans leave. But he had agreed to have the humans visit and do the scans.
“I don’t see any—” Mark starts.
“Wait! Wait!” Trapper interrupts, pointing to the metal thing. “Did anyone else see that!”
“I did!” Chan says, “It moved!”
Godzilla could have laughed. The humans were expected to see the little ones move. While he has felt the sisters move in their eggs, he had never seen them do so. He can understand the excitement the humans were having over something that one could consider so little in the grand scheme of things.
After the shock of seeing the little ones move, Mark takes a few more scans before putting that metal thing away. It was only a few moments before Mothra told Jia that she’d help the humans climb up and find a spot to sit.
Godzilla settles his head down as he watches as Mothra guides the humans onto climbing him. Once the humans were settled, Godzilla took notes of where each human had settled.
Mark and Maddie had settled themselves onto his head. Jia, her mom, and Trapper had settled somewhere near his shoulders. Chan had been placed on top of Mothra’s head. While the human female wasn’t technically touching the egg, Godzilla wasn’t too pleased with his Queen finding a loophole.
Brody had settled himself on one of Godzilla’s claws. He had said it would be best if he stayed near the ground, in case something was to happen and he needed to take action.
With each human accounted for, Godzilla contemplates letting himself nap while listening to the humans' muddled conversations. The sun was warm, and his little ones were sleeping. At this moment, everything felt safe and calm.
As he begins to close his eyes and he starts to drift, he hears something from Mark and Maddie’s conversation.
“Serizawa would have loved this.” Mark says, “To get this close and well… be himself.”
“He would.” Maddie hums, “His notebook would have pages upon pages of this encounter if he’d still…”
“I know.” Mark says, “I know.”
Serizawa?
Was that the name of the human that had returned life to him?
He’ll ask about that later. For now, sleep calls to him and he decides a nap wouldn’t hurt.