Oneshots and shit

Geese?

I wrote this whilst drunk, shut up

"Mav! For god sake where are you!" Remmy called out. Theyd gone on a walk together, but now they couldn't find their boyfriend.

It'd been an hour, and they'd begun to get worried. They'd even gone to get others and given them a description to help find him. Now strangers were searching Maverick, and they felt like a neglectful parent.

"Mav, c'mon where are you!"

The stones crunched beneath their feet as they approached the body of water before them. There were ducks around them and if they weren't so stressed, they'd probably sit here and relax. The breeze was calming and the sunset was beautiful. But they'd rather be here with the one they love.

"Honk."

They turned their head, as a goose waddled up and sat next to them.

"I don't have any food dude, sorry."

"Honk." the goose was sat right next to them now, and they began to shuffle away.

"Dude, please, leave me alone, I need a moment." they looked scared of the bird, but in a way its company was comforting.

"Honk." They looked at the goose again, "Honk honk."

Remington was going insane. Because they felt cared for by a damn goose. They sat there and spoke to it. They vented about their lost boyfriend. To. A. Goose.

And they could have sworn it listened.

"Im worried man, it's been over an hour and he hasn't come back. He just turned a corner."

At this point, the goose turned to them, and bumped its head against his arm, staring at them with familiar eyes.

Yeah, Remmy was insane.

"I can't believe I'm asking this, Mav?"

"Honk." The goose, Mav, replied, giving a slight nod at the sound of his name.

"You're fucking kidding me." Remmy stared with wide eyes, not being able to wrap their head around this situation.

"Honk." he replied, this time trying to shake his head, but instead having to shake himself side to side little.

"Okay that was hilarious but Mav, how the fuck are you a goose?"

"Honk. Honk honk honk honk, quack honk honk." Goose-Mav replied.

"I realise now how stupid it was to ask a goose a question."

"Honk."

"Okay, I'm just not going to ask. And I'm tired, I wanna go home, let's go." Remmy spoke, holding their hand out to the goose, and letting it flop into it before attempting to pick it up under their arm, turning around and walking back the way they came.

"Rem!"

The goose-carrying human swiveled around immediately.

"Mav!" They ran closer to their boyfriend, smile taking over their face. "You're alive!"

"Yeah, sorry, I couldnt find my way back." Mav replied, smile faltering as they took note of the picture Infront of them. "Why do you have a goose?"

Remington looked down at the oddly happy looking animal.

"It's a long story."