| abstract | - I named the bird Talon. I don't know how Lapis is going to react to me coming back with a bird. She might kill it, I really don't know. So I take it back. It's settled on my head, between my ears. I'm afraid that it's going to peck my ears. But so far, it's sitting there, enjoying my head. ~ I was feeling the night grow old And you were looking so cold Like an introvert, I drew my over shirt Talon's bleeding. I quickly decide on a pronoun for the little thing. She's bleeding on her wing, I think. I feel her beak gently brush my head. Mostly, her sounds are incoherent tweets, chirps, and chatters, but then I pick up a word. "You...?" It's a nice cooing. "Amazon," I say slowly, but I'm not sure that she heard me. ~ ... you happened to look and see The tunnels all around me Running into the dark underground Talon has a nice ring to her name and voice. She stays nestled on my head as I walk back towards Lapis. I have to walk slowly as to not disturb her. She's obviously tired, and she lets out a long, quiet coo. I feel her shift and she doesn't really move much - but she does tuck her head under her wing. How exactly am I to take care of an eaglet? I ponder the question for a moment. It's like a puddle - silent, smooth, glistening. Then suddenly, that puddle is splashed. ~ To my motion fatigue farewell, With your ear to a seashell You can hear the waves In underwater caves Something catches my attention. I try not to think about it. I keep walking, but Talon is now restless. She flicks her brown-and-white head back and forth, cooing softly as we approach the small area where we slept. Although something isn't right, and I can feel it as we get closer. ~ Time together is just never quite enough When you and I are alone, I've never felt so at home What will it take to make or break this hint of love? There's the smell of blood and herbs that catch my attention first. "Lapis?" I call for her, and I hear a soft moan. I quickly walk over to her, careful not to disturb Talon. She opens her eyes and stares at me. "Two toms came. One tried to kill me, the other healed me...or at least treated my wounds." ~ When we're apart whatever are you thinking of? If this is what I call home, Why does it feel so alone? So tell me, darling, do you wish we'd fall in love? Immediately my feelings for her take hold. "I-I should've been there to keep you safe." She turns her head to one side. "No? I'm not a kit, Amazon." "I still should've been there. You were sleeping." My heart tears as her blue gaze eyes Talon. "Nevermind that. Who's your little bird friend?" I sit next to her, and Talon's claws dig into my head as she spots my roommate. She coos quietly, and Lapis' ears twitch. "Her name's Talon," I sigh, and she nods. ~ Can you believe that the crew has gone And wouldn't let me sign on? All my islands have sunk in the deep, I'm worried about Lapis' interest in Talon. She's silent as she stares at the bird. "You okay?" I ask her, and she nods. She moves close to me, and Talon coos. Lapis purrs, but I can't tell whether it's pride or something else. I feel as if I were home some nights, When we count all the ship lights. I guess I'll never know Why sparrows love the snow We'll turn off all of the lights We sleep silently. Talon remains nestled on my head, and Lapis' head rests on my fur. I wake before both of them, but I can't move my head because Talon will freak. I hear a snarling noise, and I suddenly realize that she's hungry. "Talon?" I murmur quietly, and the bird wakes. "Talon, what kind of prey do you need?" She coos and I make out another word. "Mouse." "Mouse, huh?" I smirk at her, despite me not being able to see her. "Off my head for a moment, I'll get you some." She manages to understand, and she stands near the entrance of the small den. I tell her to stay, and she watches me from a distance as I hunt. (So tell me darling, do you wish we'd fall in love? She watches me as I crouch, my tailtip flicking, my eyes focused. She squaks her pride as I bite into the mouse, throwing it back to her. "There." I see gray fur behind her. Lapis. "Hey," she calls. "Catch me some too?" She flicks her tail and blue eyes meet my green ones. I stare. It's only a few seconds, but it feels like several moments. The prettiest blue eyes. Her somewhat small and curved ears. Silver whiskers and short fur. "Yeah," I say, still staring into her eyes. I turn and flick my tail. Gotta focus. Time together is just never quite enough When you and I are alone, I've never felt so at home What will it take to make or break this hint of love? Lapis complements me as I catch her some prey, and she nods her thanks. "So...are you ready?" "For what?" I don't remember what she's asking immediately, but I realize it a moment later. "Oh, yeah! You wanted to see the ocean. Yeah, I'm ready." "Let's get going, then," she murmurs, flicking her tail at the entrance. I glance at Talon, and I wonder what we're going to do with her. "What about Talon?" "She can come," Lapis murmurs sweetly, and her eyes are bright. "You wanted to save her. Maybe we can bring her home." Home. Yeah. She needs a home, I remember. She can't stay with us forever. It's a dreaded thought, but I know it's true. When we're apart whatever are you thinking of? If this is what I call home, Why does it feel so alone? So tell me, darling, do you wish we'd fall in love? Lapis stares at me for a moment. She always stares, but this feels longer. "You're funny when you get nervous," she purrs, and I flatten my ears in embarrassment. She laughs and flicks her tail. "Don't think I haven't seen a few signs." She stands and nods her head in the direction of the entrance. I follow her, and she stops me from calling Talon. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" She looks concerned for a moment, and I recognize the innocence in her blue gaze. "Yeah. I am." ~ Time together is just never quite enough When we're apart whatever are you thinking of?
- Ferb Fletcher's eyes popped open in the middle of the night. He rolled over and looked at the clock across the room. 3:04, the red letters blared, as Ferb sighed and rolled onto his other side. He had been having a dream about his friend he left back in Britain, Emily. He missed her like crazy, wrote to her every day, but letters took a long time in snail mail and he had forgotten Emily's email address. He desperately tried to remember his dream. It was a very vivid one. He closed his eyes and tried to recall it, but the thoughts were dripping from his head like water in cupped hands... He had still photos of his dream, falling from his brain, and the little him inside his mind scrambled around, trying to grab them all. He had seen Emily, sitting on the beach with her arms wrapped around her. Why the blanket was blue, Ferb didn't know. She was looking up at the sky with a faraway look on her face. Ferb strained his mind, trying to think... The dream was starting to come back... Ferb remembered the dream Ferb taking off the blanket he had around him and wrapping it around the dream Emily, and then shivering like mad. Ferb had a vague picture of him and Emily, hopping onto a noisy, crowded, and generally unlikable subway. He remembered his stomach starting to hurt, but a few deep breaths rid him of his troubles. He remembered Emily... and a conch shell... and putting it to his ear... then Emily spoke, and somehow he remembered every exact word she said. And he remembered responding... A thought crossed the dream Ferb's mind... and it appeared to have crossed Emily's too. They had hopped off the subway, which disappeared instead of zooming off. And Ferb remembered walking up to a podium holding a clipboard to sign up for sailing. And a sailor came over and took the clipboard from his hands and shaking his head, walking away... Dream Emily patted his back, and they walked to the beach again. The sun rose in his dream and shone brightly over the sand, bits of mica glinting up at them. Ferb watched as the boats sailed away without him, and the real Ferb was confused... he didn't even like boats... Emily said something to him, and he tried laying down on the hot sand, but it was simply too uncomfortable to sleep on... Emily took his hand, and they walked close to the waves, which lapped up over Ferb's sandy feet and ankles. And that was when he woke up. Ferb glanced at the clock. He had spent a good deal of time thinking about his mysterious dream: It was now around five in the morning. All of a sudden, the phone rang and startled Ferb. He ran downstairs to pick it up before it woke anyone, and saw a familiar number... "Hello?" "Ferb!" Emily's voice cried, and his heart leapt. "I had the most bizarre dream about you and me and a conch shell..."
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