Attack of the Gomorradons and Belloc! (Duncans Bath Time!!)

Chapter 2: Who said Belloc couldn't have all the fun?

Margaret frowned and lowered the phone, displeased with her lack of progress. She started pacing again, struggling to calm her increasingly jangled nerves.

Duncan had not yet returned home from the battle- a battle which had ended maybe an hour beforehand. She'd tried calling Dr. Pytel but the quirky scientist had no news for her. Same with Blitz- neither knew where her son was, making the poor woman more and more worried for her child's welfare.

She had only a few more places left to call. Isabel's, Kenny's, Jenna's, or...

She paused, then dialed another number, wondering if her hunch was correct.

"This is outpost Epsilon3. State your business." An unfamiliar voice ordered, sounding weirdly strained.

Odd..."This is Margaret Rosenblatt, clearance code 8431J6. I'm calling about Duncan, my son. Is he there? Have you seen him?" She asked, trying to keep the worry out of her voice.

"Yes, he's actually here right now, ma'am.." The soldier answered, pausing a moment as there was the distant sound of a shout. When he spoke again, it was obvious he was repressing laughter. "He's alright but...maybe you should come down here."

"What? Why?" She tensed, her grip on the phone tightening despite the assurance of his well being.

There was a definite sound of amusement in the soldier's voice. "I think you should see for yourself, ma'am." And then the phone disconnected.

Confused and still worried, the brunette quickly grabbed her keys, (and a blaster she kept somewhere around the house for emergencies) and rushed to her car, locking the door behind her. She pressed a few buttons on the dashboard and waited while the touch screen unfolded from its hidden compartment. (come on, why wouldn't she have a suped up car?)

Typing in the password and entering a code, the coordinates for her destination appeared onscreen and a route was calculated. She had to restrain herself from activating the boosters and drove the car like it couldn't achieve speeds higher than 200 mph.

It was hard, but she did it. At least the trip only took about twenty minutes since she sped a little bit on the desert roads (this does not encourage speeding).

She parked the car beside the military jeeps, just before the floodlights positioned on the cavern-turned-cage. The lights weren't on considering it was still relatively light out, they would be turned on at dusk.

Slamming the door, Margaret hurried to the guards positioned in front of the bars, strapping on her blaster to her hip. She flashed an ID card she kept in her pocket, and the guards offered a customary salute. She nodded politely and asked, "Is my son inside?"

Almost immediately she heard a shout and a sonorous rumble of amusement, echoing from the cage's confines. The guards smiled, holding back laughter, and one pointed behind himself.

"He's just inside, ma'am." The guard- who had spoken over the phone with her- grinned and stepped aside so she could climb through the thick bars.

Still confused, the woman swiftly maneuvered herself inside and trotted towards the massive kaiju laying before her, unaware of her presence since he was facing the cavern's back wall.

He was a bit taller than she remembered, but maybe that was just an illusion caused by the relatively narrow space. Other than that, he was just as she remembered, strong, muscular, and regal. Not even being caged could hide the majestic way he held himself.

She felt a dormant emotion stirring within her, tugging her heart towards the powerful dragon kaiju. She quickly tamped that down, though the longing remained.