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FUCK IT WE'LL FIGURE OUT SPECIFICS LATER

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FILL: Fantastic Humans and How to Keep them Safe (Part 4/6)

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"Easy girl..." The human, Newt, was standing with both his hands raised in front of the biggest animal Pickett had ever seen. It pawed at the ground in front of it, lowering its horn, and Pickett blinked as Newt made some funny noises.

That was the strange thing about his human. Newt made lots of funny noises at creatures. He didn't speak bowtruckle, or any other creature's language, but he learned by repetition, and he could tell most creatures to calm down quite easily. The beast in front of him shuffled a little from side to side and Newt seemed to smile and then repeated the noise.

"Who's a good erumpent?" Newt asked, and the big thing bobbed its head happily, trilling at Newt. Newt placed the case down on the floor, trilling in response, and the creature climbed into it. Pickett was always amazed by how easily Newt did this, how he managed to treat each creature in turn as though they were special. Pickett had got jealous, the first few times. But then he had found out that he was the only creature Newt trusted enough to carry with him all the time. Well, Pickett and Lilac the swooping evil, but that was mainly because Lilac was good for a fight and was easily misplaced. Pickett was the one that Newt talked to late at night when all the other creatures were in their nests and home trees. He'd put a small plant beside his bed, so Pickett could sleep there and know he was safe.

Newt ushered the big thing into the savannah habitat which had been waiting for her, and used aguamenti to fill a depression in the ground with water. Then he spent some time feeding the other creatures. Pickett was amazed by how different the case was looking from when he had first seen it. There were a lot of creatures in there, some flying free and others restrained to their own habitats. It was a good home, and Newt was looking happier as well. Pickett knew that he had made a difference. His human was safer now, healthier than he had been when they had first met.

"It's okay girl." Newt murmured, rubbing his hand over the creature's back. "You're so good..." Satisfied that she was comfortable, he climbed out of his case again.

"Hopefully, no hunters are going to be around here..." Newt mumbled, and Pickett was instantly on the alert, looking around for any sign of danger. None was forthcoming, and he gradually began to relax.

That night, Newt placed his case under a rocky outcrop, and curled up within it. He woke in the morning at a very early time, grabbing Pickett from his shoulder.
"We're moving." He muttered, and Pickett tried not to panic. He grabbed onto Newt's coat, and watched as Newt looked out from the case, only to duck back in.
"Um, slight issue Pickett." Newt began, then shrugged a little. "Nothing really serious, just a slight problem, you know how these things are..." He paused and sighed. "I am afraid that it appears we might have been grabbed by a dragon."

"A dragon?!" Pickett squeaked in horror. "Dragons are bad! Newt, why is there a dragon? Why do you do this to us Newt?"
Newt patted him absentmindedly.
"You're perfectly safe Pickett. I won't let them hurt you..." Newt clambered out of the case, leaving Pickett sat on the top step of the ladder.

Pickett climbed up to find himself seeing Newt with his back to the case, reaching out towards a rather large dragon. It was much bigger than the earlier creature, it looked like it could use Newt as a toothpick. Pickett whimpered, but Newt was gazing ahead, entirely oblivious of potential danger.

"Hello... oh, your paw, can I take a look at that-" He reached towards the dragon, and the dragon drew its lips back, snarling out a warning. Newt tensed, and Pickett saw how the dragon seemed to pause for a moment before its nostril's flared.

Newt was in danger. Pickett raced out from the case without a thought for himself, staring at the dragon and jumping around in front of it. This close, Pickett could see that it had one paw that had a trap fastened around it, the teeth of the trap digging into its skin and drawing blood.
"He wants to help!" Pickett tried to tell the creature, which regarded him curiously. "He'll help..." He tried to explain with a series of gestures what he meant, before reluctantly the dragon held out its paw.

Newt carefully removed the trap, and was knocked over by the dragon trying to nuzzle against his chest.
"I know. I know... It's alright." Newt comforted him, and then it flew away and Pickett turned to Newt.
"It nearly cooked you! You need to be careful Newt, that was a dragon. A dragon. Why aren't you more careful? Are you trying to get killed?!"

"Thanks for your help there Pickett." Newt smiled, and picked a woodlouse from his pocket, holding it to Pickett. Pickett blew a raspberry but took it from him.
"Don't sulk Pickett." Newt said softly, reasoning with him.
"I wouldn't sulk if you weren't so damn stupid." Pickett muttered, crunching on his woodlouse and hoping Newt wouldn't get into any more trouble.