Maurice let out a snort. She looked much more like a chicken than an ostrich. Or a big crow or something.
"You're an awful lot better at keepin' secrets than I am." Maurice knew that if he'd woken up with birdfeet half the county would have known before the day was over. If only from his dismayed wailing alone.
But then something struck him. He thought back to the alley, the man being lifted into the air by one arm and slammed against the cold brick. The shape of the birdbeast in sharp relief against the street lights.
"Chunky!" Maurice flattened his hands on the table and leaned up, ignoring his pains. "But you're so-- ribby! Oh, God, why didn't you tell me you had any food! I coulda-- you could have had some of ours! You always had power and a-- a TV, I thought you had money for food!" And she wore that vest and now her hoodie.
Somehow Maurice forgot that was what people (whether they could turn into big avian abominations or not) wore when it was chilly.
"I shoulda noticed and I'm sorry! I-- I forgot about the pizza! I'll order it right now!"
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"You're an awful lot better at keepin' secrets than I am." Maurice knew that if he'd woken up with birdfeet half the county would have known before the day was over. If only from his dismayed wailing alone.
But then something struck him. He thought back to the alley, the man being lifted into the air by one arm and slammed against the cold brick. The shape of the birdbeast in sharp relief against the street lights.
"Chunky!" Maurice flattened his hands on the table and leaned up, ignoring his pains. "But you're so-- ribby! Oh, God, why didn't you tell me you had any food! I coulda-- you could have had some of ours! You always had power and a-- a TV, I thought you had money for food!" And she wore that vest and now her hoodie.
Somehow Maurice forgot that was what people (whether they could turn into big avian abominations or not) wore when it was chilly.
"I shoulda noticed and I'm sorry! I-- I forgot about the pizza! I'll order it right now!"