𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚢 | 𝔻𝕒𝕓𝕚 𝕩 ℍ𝕒𝕨𝕜𝕤 |

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 3: Pʀᴇᴛᴛʏ Bɪʀᴅ

DABI POV:

I had noticed the flying hero prepairing to attack me from above. I was already badly wounded from the fight and didn't want to deal with chicken wings..

I immediately reacted by shooting a fireball at him. 'Perfect hit' I smirked and turned around. But curiosity got the better of me. I looked back up at him and see him falling.

You could see he was frantically trying to think up some plan to save his ass. That's when i subconsciously turned around and walked towards his direction.

His crash landing was spectacularly hilarious. He did lie there for a good half an hour or so. I was almost tempted to go poke him with a stick. But then he got up and tried walking away.

'The LoV are all probably captured by now, so I'm not exactly needed anywhere at the moment. Ughh so boring. Maybe walking kfc here might be interesting, till he dies or something.'

I followed him from the shadows for quite a while, but I don't think he knew though. It was priceless to see his face when i accidentally stepped on the stick. His expression crackled me up. 'I like this one, he's got spunk'

It was almost nightfall when i saw him trying to make a fire. He failed miserably.
'How can you suck at making fire that badly?! Jeez don't you even know tonight's going to have freezing temperatures?'

I see him give up on his fire and walk over to a nearby tree. After a while of him suspecting something, he finally fell asleep facing the tree. I waited another half an hour just to be save. Then I came out of my hiding place and walked towards him.

When i came close enough, I noticed his violent shivering and shaking. He looked asif he was freezing to death. 'Ha that's bad, might as well put you out of your misery' I thought as I pulled out a knife from my pocket. In the other hand I lit my blue flames. I came colser and hunched down to his level. I looked between both my hands and couldn't decide which one to use.

"So how do you wanna die, little- " I was cut off by him turning over and facing me. That scared the shit out of me for a moment, but then i realized he was still asleep. Although now i could see his face.. his.. face. That look, why did he look so..

'Ok, so you're a pretty birdie... so what? I could still take your life with-in a second!' I then brought my hand with the flames closer to his face. Just before making contact, I stopped.. 'This damn Pigeon is using my fire against me!?!' He had stretched his neck out a bit towards my fire, enjoying the heat?! He had this absolutely stupid cute smile and he looked so at ease.

'Stupid pretty bird' I then moved my hand away, but his face then changed almost immediately. He frowned and his lips clenched up. He let out a shiver and his teeth chattered for a small bit.

'Seriously.. ughh.' I put away my knife and then reached for his face. My stupid ass wasn't thinking and i kinda sorta.. booped his nose. It was cold as ice. I then moved my flaming hand closer again and watched the reaction.

Just like the first time, his face had relaxed and he had a tiny smile. After a while i took my hand away again and watched the exact same reaction again.
This process of moving my hand back and forth amused me wayy longer than I would like to admit..

I finally snapped out of it and stood up straight, and turned around to also find a place to go take a nap. Just as I was about to walk away, i noticed his failed-fire place near him. I stared at it for a moment, before walking away.

But to my own surprise, without even looking back, i had shot a small flame towards it. That lit it and the Birdie started to make that expression again.

'Hmf!.. have you gone soft... I'll just kill him tomorrow, I'm too tired now, plus i need to do something about this cut on my stomach. Probably have to stop the bleeding eventually..' I said with an eye roll and laid down behind a tree not too far from the chicken.

And closed my eyes.

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