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2. But Is He Avian?

Scar Pov.

I shoot up into the atmosphere with my rockets, leaving Grian down on the ground level. Gosh, that little get together was kind of hard to get through. First, it's hard to concentrate when the person that you are meeting with is subconsciously making small tweets and chirps (not to say that it isn't cute- it was the highlight of my morning.) Second, the larger meeting that had gone on right before.

Just about an hour and thirty minutes ago I had a rather small meeting with Cub, Skizz, Gem, and Ren. We were just hanging out, not doing all that much. It hadn't even been planned, we all just so happened to be in the same area and ran into each other. However, somehow, the topic of Grian had come up...

An hour and thirty minutes ago...

I chuckled as Gem talked about her and Grian's mischievous snails. Quite like their owner's those snails are...

Ren cleared his throat from his conversation with Cub and Skizz and turned to us all. "So, what is up dudes?" I tried to jump for it as quick as I could, but Cub beat me too it.

"The sky-" Cub said loudly, shooting me a look, well aware that he had just stolen my moment and won the momentary race. I grumbled a little bit and stifled my smile at the stupid joke. Gem rolled her eyes and muttered something under her breath. Skizz laughed a little bit, and Ren just gave a facepalm.

"Well," Gem began. "Other than the sky, I do believe that things are going quite well in life!" She smiled and flashed us a few diamonds from her pockets. Skizz let out a quick "nice" and all seemed to be going well and, quite frankly, the day seemed to be rather uneventful.

Until Gem said something.

It was so abrupt that it took all three of us boys off guard. And what Gem had said so cautiously was "Hey, guys? I think that Grian may not have been born Avian."

Grian- not Avian? Impossible. The way that he glides through the air- yeah, there's no way...

Skizz broke the strange silence by saying, "Why do you think that, Gem?" She looked around subconsciously, probably feeling a bit awkward. She glanced over to the direction of his base from our position in hers, and she shook her head just slightly.

"Well, he just doesn't have the other qualities that I think most Avians do," she began cautiously. "I was talking to him the other day, and he muttered something about 'missing the lack of weight on his back,' not to mention his utter confusion when I accidentally touched his wings and he got... feelings, to say the least. He just couldn't understand why!" I could feel my face heat up a bit at the mention of "feelings," and to be honest, I felt like a Middle Schooler again, laughing at stupid words.

Cub let out a soft grunt. "Well, there's really no way to be sure-" He started, only to be cut off by Ren.

"-Unless we ask him?" Ren suggested, stating the obvious. The five of us just glanced around awkwardly, not quite sure what to do.

I sighed and ran my hands through my brown hair. "But if he hasn't told us yet, then he doesn't want to tell us," I reasoned. The others nodded in agreement, and then we all began to say their goodbyes.

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Therefore, when I met up with Grian previously today, things were awkward on my end, to say the least. When looking at his wings, I couldn't help but wonder...

Grian had always been secretive about his past. He never seemed to want to be in the spotlight, and never wanted people to be worried or fussing over him. If he had at some point not been an avian, then what had happened to give him the wings, plus the instincts? Surely, he had the instincts- right? Yeah, considering the way that he chirps when he's happy, or when he gets sick, he ends up making a nest in his house. Dear lord that man was cute...

But that is beside the point!

Either way, I just want Grian to be happy. And if Grian is happy, then I am happy!

"Scar!" I hear a voice shout, and it rips me out of my daydreaming, and I look around. It looks like I had just been aimlessly walking around for quite a bit. Whoops.

I look around and find Skizz descending towards me. "Hey Skizz!" I say, flashing him my toothy grin. "What's up man?" Skizz lands down from flying on his elytra and proceeds to shrug a bit, letting out a breathy laugh.

The shorter man quickly says, "Do you mean from the last time we saw each other like two hours ago?" I roll my emerald eyes as we laugh a little bit. You can tell that there is some underlying tension, and to be honest, I'm not entirely sure why. Maybe I'm just tense today.

Looking around, I can tell that we are outside the PoePoe Headquarters. "So, Skizzleman," I start, turning my head to look him in the eye. "What are we up to today?" Skizz pulls out some sort of paper and begins to read from it. He mentions something about stolen diamonds and Doc and Redstone, but to be honest, I'm not entirely paying attention. Instead, my focus is on the birds flying around.

Up in a tree towards the left of where we are just now is a singular bird's nest. Inside it looks like a bird is preening. I wonder if Grian preens, I think. Gosh, now that I've been thinking about him it's all that my mind is going to be on for the entire day. To be fair though, I don't mind having that peskybird on repeat in my mind. I don't mind Grian at all.

You could say that I actually enjoy having him occupy space in my head.

Sometimes the simplest things that he could do would make my heart melt. Like when he was sick and would subconsciously create the largest nests out of every piece of cloth in his base. Or maybe when he got excited and his little ear wings would start twitching. Of course, nothing could beat when he gets embarrassed and tries so desperately to cover his reddening face.

Grian was just perfect.

And with that, I begin to daydream of that beautiful parrot and his multicolored wings as Skizz talks about work. Today really was a great day, and I can only hope that it continues to shine brighter than the sun.

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Word count: 1091

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-Emmy <3

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