#chiiiirp chirp chirp chirp

[gyarari-inu-udon]

where da birdz at? kenny want cloaca!

[cainluvr69]

Let Me Tell You The Story Of A Rainbow - Chapter 18

Previous Chapter

Cain: Nah, I was just taking a trip down memory lane. The first time I patted you on the head like this, you tried to bite me, remember?

Riquet: Huh?! I did not do that.

Cain: Well, you sure acted like you wanted to. But you hated it when I touched you back then, right?

Riquet: I--I mean, well…

Cain: So why didn't you try to bite me this time?

Riquet: …Because I know you're not the kind of person who'd do anything bad?

Cain: Yep. And don't you fret, I won't do anything that'd make you uncomfortable. C'mon, now you try petting it.

Riquet: … Wahh…! It's so fluffy and soft.

Cain: Haha, these guys look like they're happy, too.

Riquet: Hehe… I'm flattered. Oz, would you like to pet them, too?

Oz: I shall refrain. Regardless, we have gotten much closer to the light.

Oz's gaze was turned towards the sky. The ray of light meant to guide them to the piece of Luca's memory was swaying restlessly in the air.

Riquet: It's rather high up, isn't it? How can we get to it without using our magic?

Cain: …I know. Chiiiirp! Chiiiirp!

Oz: What are you doing.

Cain: Hey, if we're really looking for a weird bird thing, I figure maybe it'll come out if we mimic its call. Hey, Oz, you're pretty good at using leaves like flutes, so why don't you give it a…

At that moment, a perfectly spherical little bird tumbled out of the trees, chirping loudly.

Riquet: Wahh… It's a bird! It really showed up! You're amazing, Cain.

The orbular bird reached for the nearest branch and then perched on it. Cain spoke gently to it.

Cain: Way to stick the landing. Hey, I think you might have something we're looking for…whoops, hey!

Cain had reached his hand out, but the moment he did, the bird nimbly leapt away. It threaded between the trees with practiced skill, practically dancing around them.

Cain: It's so fast?!

Riquet: I think I saw a yellow pearl! We need to go after it…

As soon as Riquet said that, he was answered by a bark. Riquet and Cain looked back and saw the two big dogs wagging their fluffy tails, kneeling down and presenting their backs.

Cain: Hey, d'ya think they're telling us we can ride on them?

Riquet: If you're willing to guide us through this forest, it'd be much appreciated! It's like a maze in here…

Cain: You can say that again! Hey Oz, looks like we're gonna be taking off for a while. We'll be back soon, so just sit tight!

Oz: Wai…

But before Oz could object, Cain pulled himself up onto one of the doglike creature's back with practiced movements. Riquet managed to drag himself up onto the other dogs' large body, too. And without missing a second, the pair of wizards and their dogs had dashed deep, deep into the forest.

Oz: …

✦✧☾✧✦

Cain and Riquet sat astride their dogs, fists tightly knotted in their fur as they kicked off against the forest floor, cutting through the wind in a graceful dance. Riquet gasped, clinging tightly to his dog's back.

Riquet: Eep, they're so fast…! If I don't focus on holding on, I'll slip off…

Cain: Riquet, lower your body! Lean in as close as you can and try to relax a little. That'll help reduce drag and you'll feel more secure. If you focus on your grip and the animal underneath you, any sudden shocks shouldn't knock you off!

Riquet: O--okay. I need to lean in, and relax a little…

Cain: Yeah, just like that! You got this!

Cain was riding in front--he looked over his shoulder and grinned, praising Riquet's form. Riquet glowed with pride, his tension melting away into focus, his gaze determined. They sat astride their dogs, one rider skilled and the other a complete greenhorn--but they still became one with the wind as they dashed towards the heart of the forest. Despite their speed, it took a while for their winding, twisting path to open up into a clearing.

Cain: Alright, where'd it go…?

The dogs howled, and then they saw it--the bird's round silhouette at the top of a tall tree. It clung to a branch, but was otherwise motionless.

Riquet: I'll go! With these dogs' legs, we should be able to run all the way to the top!

It did certainly seem like the dogs could make it up pretty high by leaping from tree to tree and clinging to them with their sharp, knifelike claws.

Cain: It's true that you're lighter than I am, but that's pretty high up. Will you be okay?

Riquet: …I will be brave.

Cain: Riquet.

As Cain said that, he gently clapped a hand on Riquet's back. It was a subdued expression of encouragement, coming from Cain.

Cain: No matter what happens, I'll be here to back you up. You've got this!

Riquet could feel the pure sincerity of Cain's faith in him, radiating out from the large palm on his shoulder, and he stood up a little straighter. And he responded, his face elegant and dignified.

Riquet: Yes. Just leave it to me!

The dog he sat astride knelt down, its muscles primed, and kicked off the dirt, leaping high into the air. It landed on one branch, taking barely a moment to pause before kicking off to the next, climbing the great tree with both grace and fearlessness.

Cain: Hey, don't look down! Believe in your mount and believe in me, and keep your eyes on where you're headed!

Riquet: Okay!

Cain kept his eyes on Riquet as he called out to him, keeping the littler wizard's condition in check. He'd already located every spot where they might slip and fall, and he was ready to race to catch Riquet at any moment. The farther up they went, the less footing they had, and the thinner the branches became. But despite being faced with a challenge that made his hands slick with sweat, Riquet still bravely kept his eyes on the goal. He was finally close to the top--and more importantly, close to the round bird, which had stayed in the same place all the way through Riquet's climb up the tree. He spoke to it kindly.

Riquet: It's okay. I won't hurt you. Don't worry, I'll take care of you. I'll save you now…!

Riquet lifted himself up, away from the large back that had carried him all this way, and then put his hand against the trunk of the tree. He took a deep breath and then…made a leap of faith. His delicate body all but floated through the air. The round bird nestled into his outstretched palms. Riquet's smile was like a ray of light as he brought the bird to his chest and held it there.

Riquet: I did it!

Cain: Nice…!

But Riquet hadn't made sure there was a place for him to land at the end of his jump. They only got to enjoy a single moment of relief before he began to fall.

Riquet: Waahh…!

But Cain was right there to catch him. He and his dog began to run, and then he stood on its back and kicked off into the air, stretching his arms out to catch Riquet.

Cain: Great work, Riquet! Just leave everything else to me…

But just then, their bodies began to float--to truly float, not the moment of weightlessness that comes at the peak of a jump.

Cain & Riquet: …!

Oz: You little fools…

The two of them were left hanging in the air like two kittens scruffed by their mother--and next to them was Oz, sitting atop his broom.

Oz: It is only strong magic that is prohibited. You have brooms. Use them.

Cain: …Right!

Riquet: Oh, is that so?

Cain retrieved the little yellow pearl from the round little bird's beak. It began to glow faintly in his palm, and then blazed blindingly bright.

✦✧☾✧✦

Luca heard a strange animal cry while she was working in the garden at the monastery. It came from the forest, and sounded like a light and happy song. Her eyes drifted towards the direction it was coming from…and then a dirty cloth hit her and a voice barked at her, telling her not to look away and to keep her hands moving. But still, she was happy. That song was the sound of her friends, singing happily away. She snuck out in the dead of night and ran into the forest, searching for the owner of the voice she'd heard during the day. There it was--chirp chirp! When she heard its odd little cry, she looked up to the trees above. And there she saw it: a perfectly spherical bird clinging onto a branch. Then there was some rustling from the underbrush--and two big, doglike animals appeared from within a thicket. These two were the ones who'd had the light and happy song from that afternoon.

Luca: Hey, is that birdie your friend?

The two dogs bumped their heads against Luca and licked her hand, whining quietly like they were trying to ask her something.

Luca: I… I mean, I do want to help save it, but… …I know. Hey, can you carry me all the way to the top of that tree?

No one had taught this girl how to fly on a broom. No one had taught her any magic at all. And so instead, she mustered up all the courage she had in her little body and climbed to the top of the tree, sitting astride a dog's back. Luca's heart pounded and her breath was short as fear and excitement danced together on the ballroom floor that was her heart. She reached out to the bird. The bird tucked itself happily into her palms, safe and sound. She cradled it in her hands, hugging it to her chest, and then sighed a long, long sigh.

Luca: This is the first time I've had my heart beat that fast… Hey, if you get stuck again, just hold onto a branch again just like that. If you do, then I'll come and save you again, okay? Because I want to feel that same thrill again…

✦✧☾✧✦

Faust, Heathcliff, and Nero followed their ray of light to a truly picturesque lakeside.

Heathcliff: This lake is beautiful. It's so peaceful here.

Nero: The water's so clear. There's all sorts of weird beasties I've never seen before swimmin' around in there.

As the three of them peered into the lake, an animal that looked something like a small dolphin looked back at them.

Heathcliff: Wah…

As they approached it, it made high-pitched clicking noises at them.

Heathcliff: How cute!

Faust: …It's cute.

Nero: …Yep, it's cute.

Heathcliff: I could stare at those adorable round eyes forever. And that sound it makes is so soothing… Yaaaawn. Oh, how odd. I feel so sleepy…

Faust: Are you okay? If you're feeling tired, we can rest for a while…

Heathcliff: No…I'm fine. But my eyelids just feel so heavy all of a sudden.

Nero: My eyes're feelin' tired too all of a sudden. How about you, Teach?

Faust: I'm doing just fine. But…I feel like I've seen this animal before, in an old book. I recall there being a small aquatic beast that lives in clean and clear lakes with a cry that has a special sleep-inducing effect.

Heathcliff: A small aquatic beast that lives in clean lakes… I mean, that's a perfect description of this little guy.

Faust: I can't make a definite identification, but if this is that animal, I'm not certain exactly how effective that sleep-inducing cry is. We should take some precautions, just in case.

Nero: Y'never know what it wants outta makin' ya fall asleep. Maybe Heath got hit extra hard since he's kinda sensitive to things like this?

Heathcliff: Yaaawn…you might be onto something…

Nero: Ahaha, there's confirmation from the guy himself. Heeey, you okay…? Yaaawn. Damn, now I'm getting sleepy, too.

Faust: Pull yourselves together. This world and the creatures that live in it were all given form by that girl. I doubt that any of them are particularly dangerous, but we should still…mmf.

Nero: Huh…? Hey, Teach, did you just hold back a yawn?

Faust: That was just a coincidence. Anyways, isn't the light pointing into the water? We should get our hands on the piece of that girl's memories before anyone gets any sleepier than we already are.

Nero: So you are feelin' sleepy.

Next Chapter

[ghost-cherry-blossom]

Chirp chirp

*pick pick pick*

Chiiiirp chirp chirp chirp

Chirrrrrppp chirrrrrp

[zombie-the-derg]

my favorite thing to do on a walk i pretend im a part of the birds conversations like bro will hit the "chiiiirp chirp chirp chirp" and im like "really now? that can affect the socioeconomic status of peru?" and they respond with the "owah,, chirp chirp chirp,, owah" and im like "what a fascinating point."

[birby-quickly]

chirpchiiiirpchiiiirpchiiiirp chirp !  chirpchiiiirpchiiiirpchirp chirpchiiiirp chirpchiiiirpchirp chirpchiiiirpchirpchirp chirp !  chirpchiiiirp !  chirpchiiiirpchiiiirpchirp chirp chirpchiiiirpchirp chirpchirpchirp chiiiirpchiiiirpchiiiirp chiiiirpchirp chiiiirpchirp chirp !   chirpchirpchirp chirpchiiiirp chirpchirpchiiiirp chirpchirpchiiiirpchirp !  chirpchirpchirp chirpchirp !  chiiiirpchiiiirpchiiiirp chiiiirpchirp !  chiiiirpchiiiirp !  chirp chiiiirpchirp chirpchirpchirpchiiiirp chiiiirpchiiiirpchiiiirp chirpchirp chirp !  chirpchirpchiiiirp chiiiirpchirp chirp !  chirpchiiiirpchiiiirpchirp chirpchirpchirpchirp chiiiirpchiiiirpchiiiirp chiiiirp chiiiirpchiiiirpchiiiirp !  chiiiirpchirpchirp chirp !  chirpchirpchirpchiiiirp chirp chirpchiiiirpchirp !  chiiiirpchirpchirp chirp !  chiiiirp chirp chirpchiiiirpchirp chirpchiiiirpchirp chirp !

[sergeant-uno]

Chiiiirp chirp?! [wtf is going on?!]

CHEEP CHEEP!!!! CHIRRRPPP!!!

*tiny growl*

[Ronin got un-mutated thanks 2 an anon]

*chirps, staring to Ronin*

[shima-draws]

There’s a cricket in my garage and all I can hear when I go out there is ominous, echo-ey chirping

[insinirate]

Chirrrrrp! Chiiiirp! Chirp!

deku wrote this ask

[thechessboardspookslibrary]

Chirp! Chirp! Chiiiirp!

(Your honour, I’d like to cross examine the human!)

lawyer walks into the court room with their briefcase but it's this

[officialmarvul]

*Happy child who has No idea what Just happend somewhere els* ~feather

{ Chirp chirp chiiiirp! }

{ Basically, chirping along with Let it go- }

[quietplaceforloudthoughts]

Entry #11?

A blue-tinted forest clearing. An one-way road cuts through the otherwise purely natural setting. Minuscule beams of light pierce through the trees' leaves, illuminating the bits and pieces of grass and dirt underneath—a spotlight over an empty stage. Where am I? Why am I here? How did I get here? —my mind is blank. A single memory springs forth in my empty mind. I got out of a bus. No one else but me and the driver were inside. I was near the driver's seat chatting with him with a carefree smile on my face. We seemed to be enjoying ourselves. ...where is he? The driver is gone. The bus is gone. I do not recall getting out of the bus but that's the only possibility, so it must be true. I stand alone in the middle of the road, surrounded by nothing but the rustling sound of the leaves. —that's a lie. I can hear them—cicadas—their nonstop sound is the only thing preventing the crushing atmosphere of this empty clearing to overwhelm me.    Chiiiirp. Chirp chirp.    Chiiiirp. Chirp chirp.    Chiiiirp. Chirp chirp. —that's a lie. Although they do not make a sound, the remaining of the fauna is very much there. I can feel their presence. The animals stay just out of sight, while their eyes pry into my being like scalpels performing a vivisection on one their own. They shun me like people would do to a leper. But that's okay, it's only natural that wild animals would avoid a completely alien figure. —that's a lie. I do not remember, but I've been here many times. The chirping of the cicadas the the speckles of light filling the air tell me as such. Although I feel as being judged by the atmosphere of the blue forest clearing, it does not give the air of a threatening place. Rather...the fact that it feels like such a calming place is why it feels uneasy to me. It feels warm, and comforting. Like the embrace of a dear mother, or the nostalgia of a childhood memory. I do not know why I am here. Much less why I am aware of it. I had this dream many, many times.    Chiiiirp. Chirp chirp.    Chiiiirp. Chirp chirp.    Chiiiirp. Chirp chirp. The road ahead seems to go on forever. Stretching further and further into infinity the more I try to see past the blurred lines and forms of a faraway scenery. Behind me... —behind me. What is behind me? I don't know. If I had to think about it, the only thing that makes sense is that it is the way the bus—I came from. But that's not it. I can't look behind me. —there's no "behind". And since there is no behind, I can't look at it. Yes. That would only make sense. I can't look at somewhere that does not exit. But... If my front is the road ahead, and behind me doesn't exist, how did I get here? The bus dropped me here, is that not true? But, behind me doesn't exist, is that not true? My mind wanders. My chest tightens, why do I not feel welcome here? This—this serene, dazzling forest clearing—is special to me? If so, why do I feel like an intruder?    Chiiiirp. Chirp chirp.    Chiiiirp. Chirp chirp.    Chiiiirp. Chirp chirp.

[teruthecreator]

chirp chiiiirp chirp chiiirp woke up in the burbs burbs with the birds birds 

[perfe5t]

Chirp chiiiirp

[davidhatter]

Karen Hours || Hatfish

baenxietydad​:

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“Yah, tell your squirrel fan that work counts as something to do.” Marlin huffed.

Karen looked up at Hatter from his spot on his lap, blinking at him expectantly.

“And if you could appreciate John Darnielle’s songwriting, you’d listen to The Mountain Goats too, don’t pretend you wouldn’t Karen.”

Chirp, chirp, chirp, chiiiirp.

“Damn. He just said you’re his favorite now. Without me to translate you’d be screwed, na chingu.” Marlin pointed out, shaking his head. “I’m so sorry you have a squirrel that’s imprinted on you, Mr. Hatter.”

--

Hatter still had no idea what was going on. That was fine, though. He had a feeling he wouldn’t want to anyway given the tone Mr. Bae had. As the squirrel looked up at him Hatter met their eye, brows raising a bit, as if trying to ask Karen what was going on despite knowing he wouldn’t be able to understand even if he tried to tell.

“I think it’s the other way around, isn’t it?” he asked, glancing to Mr. Bae with a slight tilt to his head. After all, it wasn’t Hatter who Karen came chirping at for coffee. It wasn’t Hatter who he threw acorns at. “I think I’m to him as I am to everyone in this town, just the caffeine supplier.”