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

[Magic Birdie]

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Finished it

 

[Magic Birdie]

Chapter Forty Four

The second chick turned out to be a greywing light green dominant pied. She was a pretty girl that we named Spring.
The third chick, a boy, was a cinnamon sky blue with a VERY nice shade of sky blue, blue as the sky on a spring day. I named him Sky after, well, Sky.
The rest were still too young to really tell, but the fourth was a dark blue, and the fifth seemed mostly white.
"Ok," I said to Polly, the oldest, "You're going to have to fledge soon. This box is too small to hold all of you, and I want you to see the rest of the cage."
"But mommy,"
"No buts. Every bird has to leave the nest."
I'm finding myself becoming stricter.
"But I'm still a chick," He complained.
"You're an old chick," I joked.
Polly peered out of the box.
"What if I hurt myself?"
"You won't you're a bird, and this cage isn't that big anyways."
"You go first."
"Ok," I fluttered out, and onto a perch.
"Now, come on." I told him.
He carefully put one foot, then the next on the perch.
"This feels weird!"
"Hey, Clouds!" I called to him, "Polly's fledgling!"
"That's nice," He came over to look, "You're not a chick anymore."
"What do you mean?" Polly asked.
"It means that you're a fledgling now."
"Oh."
I hopped over to the swing.
"You guys play," I chirped, "I'm tired."

 

[luvinmybirds]

Wow, this story is so goood. I love it that Apples chicks all lived and she seems to be a wonderful mother. Keep up the great work.

 

[Magic Birdie]

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You could be speaking too soon

 

[Magic Birdie]

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You could be speaking too soon

Ooh, spoiler.

 

[Magic Birdie]

Chapter Forty Five

Our fifth chick was getting pretty skinny. I had no idea what was wrong.
One day, he stopped moving. I tried brooding him, but that didn't do anything.
"Clouds, I think one of the chicks might be dying," I told him.
"Let me see it."
I showed it to him, "Is there anything we can do?"
"I'm not sure," Clouds examined it.
"How long ago did he start acting like that?" Clouds asked.
"A few hours ago. I tried brooding it, but that didn't work."
"Hmm..." Clouds stared at the chick, "I don't think there's anything I can do. I don't know what's going on with it."
I remembered when the "vet" healed me when I was sick.
I crawled out of the box, and screeched as loudly as I could, trying to get the human to take a look at the chick. Humans and birds don't always mix, but this one is our chick's last hope.
The human didn't hear me.
I screeched louder.
"What are you doing?"
"You'll see." I replied smugly, it was my turn to say that, at last.
The human lazily walked in through the door.
"What is it with you birds?" He muttered.
I screeched again.
He walked towards our cage, and lifted the top of the box. He saw the chick.
"Oh, I get it," He said, and lifted the chick out of the box.
I watched as he carried the chick away.
"You brought him here to take our chick?" Clouds demanded angrily.
"No, but humans sometimes heal us budgies," I chirped, "They did it to me once,"
"Not this human. Here, a budgie's sick, it's sick. There is no healing involved with that guy."
"Oh. I didn't know. At least he'll try, right? Like feed it for us?"
"Yes, he'll try. But no one will know if he succeeds."

 

[equinehugger3]

More, please?

 

[mrpekinduck]

Yeah I want more!

 

[Magic Birdie]

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I'll try

 

[Poultrybonkers]

Someone need to teach cloud some manners he's lazy too!!!