~*~The Life Story of Apple the Budgie~*~

[polishchickens111]

Yesterday, you said more tomorrow....?...... pleeeeease? (hint hint that's today)

(Unless, you can't, of course, but NO faking!)

 

[Magic Birdie]

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I'll try ASAP, but first, I'll have to do stuff for my drawing thread. I've put it off a bit

 

[polishchickens111]

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I'll try ASAP, but first, I'll have to do stuff for my drawing thread. I've put it off a bit

OK, that's fine.

 

[Magic Birdie]

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I'll try ASAP, but first, I'll have to do stuff for my drawing thread. I've put it off a bit

OK, that's fine.

 

[chickenlover237]

ok we need some story! yesterday you said tomorrow and it is tomorrow! and we still dont have story!

can we PLEASE have more story?

here are some bowing smileys for you and I wont go overboard this time

 

[Magic Birdie]

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When I get time... I will REALLY try to get it up today

 

[polishchickens111]

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Hmmm... was I too nice?

ETA nah.... unless she doesn't get it up today.

 

[Magic Birdie]

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Hmmm... was I too nice?

ETA nah.... unless she doesn't get it up today.

My mom's not giving me any time

 

[Magic Birdie]

Chapter Seventy Eight

My aviary... my home wasn't my home anymore. How can it be without all my friends?
The aviary was abandoned.
I crept up closer. It had holes and dents everywhere.
What happened? Predator? The human did something? They decided to go look for me? But wouldn't just a few of them go?
My head crowded with confusion.
I crawled in one of the holes near the bottom. The hard shiny stuff dug into my bleeding wings.
When I was finally in there, all the familiar surroundings made it feel like home.
Only it wasn't. There were no playing budgies squabbling on the high perches.
It was... deserted.
My gaze slowly drifted under Aqua's nest box. The flower was still there! I thought I took it away, but it was there.
I went closer. The flower, in it's beautifully bright shade of blue was now in full bloom in a spotlight of light peeking through the thick clouds.
Besides it was a small, blue feather.
It was exactly that shade of blue.
It wasn't here before... was it?
It felt like Aqua, the ghost of Aqua...? Was trying to tell me something, and I knew it.
Aqua was in full bloom, enjoying her life in budgie heaven.
But what would that tell me?
A chill fluffed my feathers as I realized.
It stung where the hawk clawed at me as I did.
Aqua, I thought, really? Do I have to?
The bitter wind softened to a light breeze.
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad.
But I have a little time left...

 

[Theeggboxtoo]

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Please more!