I know, right?? I mean, even a ficlet that went, like:
It was springtime. For some reason or another Brendon had tricked a tiny baby bird into straying into his fist. To give it more breathing room he cupped it into his palms, and wondered what to do with it.
But apparently it wasn't as young a baby bird as he'd thought initially -- it was a tiny bird, size-wise, but it had feathers of a brilliant blue and fully-fledged wings and everything, and it chirped impatiently and pecked at Brendon's hands, so Brendon opened his palms and let it go.
As he watched the blue bird fly away he rubbed the tattoo on his forearm and felt unexpectedly happy.
... um, okay, it seems I unexpectedly wrote it! :D?
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It was springtime. For some reason or another Brendon had tricked a tiny baby bird into straying into his fist. To give it more breathing room he cupped it into his palms, and wondered what to do with it.
But apparently it wasn't as young a baby bird as he'd thought initially -- it was a tiny bird, size-wise, but it had feathers of a brilliant blue and fully-fledged wings and everything, and it chirped impatiently and pecked at Brendon's hands, so Brendon opened his palms and let it go.
As he watched the blue bird fly away he rubbed the tattoo on his forearm and felt unexpectedly happy.
... um, okay, it seems I unexpectedly wrote it! :D?