(Edited: December 19, 2023)
Flying across the new-york skyline atop of Bjorg's back, I hear my stomach grumble loudly. Shit, I forgot to eat breakfast.. Sighing loudly to myself, I lean forwards to reach Bjorg's ear. "Bjorg, fly me down to the pizza place I like. I'll call in my order."
"Yes Ma'am." Bjorg tilts his wings, allowing us to swerve around a large building with ease. Flying us towards our destination. Reaching back into my pocket, I grab my phone. Squinting due to the wind I push the number for the restaurant. Bjorg slows down his speed to a glide, allowing me to hear the other end.
"Hello? Poblano's Pizza, Mike Poblano speaking. How can I help you today?" A gruff male voice comes from the other end.
"Hi, I'd like to place an order to go please." Rubbing small circles into Bjorg's fur idly as we glide through the sky. Cupping my hand around the phone so I don't get any wind noise through his end.
"Alright, what do ya want?" Tapping my chin in thought I humm. I outta get Bjorg and Proc a reward for working so hard...
"Three large pepperoni pizza's please. That will be all." Flapping his wings harder to gain more altitudes we glide over central park, the dogs on the ground barking at us. Various people look up to the sky in confusion, spotting me in the air some wave with enthusiasm.
"Alright, will be done in about 30 mins. Name?" The sound of paper crinkling comes from his end.
"Summoner." Smiling to myself. This dude's gonna get a spook of a lifetime..
"Uh.. Okay kid." The guy hangs up abruptly.
After flying around aimlessly for 15 mins, Bjorg lands on the ground in front of the shop, folding his wings close to his body allowing me to dismount. Everyone on the street stares in awe, giving a hesitant wave I walk into the shop with my hands in my pockets. Heading straight to the counter I take out my pokemon wallet.
A husky man covered in thick black hair leans over the counter looking me up and down. "Whatcha orderin?"
"I called ahead? The order's under 'Summoner'." Rolling back and fourth on the balls of my feet.
"Oh.. That will be... 60 bucks even." Nodding to the man, I grab my Stark platinum card handing it to him. Bjorg enters the shop, sitting beside the door. Holding it open with his rear.
"WOAH! WHAT IS THAT?!" The man bellows out, pointing at Bjorg in fear. Ready to grab a kitchen knife to defend himself.
Bjorg's ears rise in alarm, turning them around quickly looking for a threat. "Oh sorry... I'm the Avenger the Summoner. That's Bjorg m-my ride, don't mind him." Smiling to the man he nods his head slowly, handing me the pizza's.
"T-thank you for your business. Come back any time.." Grabbing the boxes from the man I walk towards the door, Bjorg pushes the door open with his paw allowing me to pass. Giving the man a curt nod we re-mount and head to the compound. Bjorg opens his wings his ears facing forward he begins to run down the sidewalk. Holding onto him and the pizza's he launches himself in the air, taking off down the street.
Leaning myself down closer to Bjorg's ear. "How long is it gonna take for us to get back to the compound?"
"Approximately 10 mins full speed. It is rather far away, it's in upstate new York ma'am." Bjorg's legs are tucked up close to his body as he focuses on flying us to the compound.
"Hmm..." Holding my palm in front of me I close my eyes and concentrate. Smoke swirls and a small ember of a flame is placed in the middle of my palm.
"Hmm..? M'so sleepy.." Bjorg swoops down grabbing a branch off a tree as we fly over central park again. Turning his head he allows me to grab it from his mouth, feeding the branch to small ember. "Mmmm! Yummy!" The flames roar to life as the small flame with a face eats the wood. Daw, just as cute as he is in Howls moving castle.
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