3 feathers of a pigeon

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Once there was a girl who loved a little pigeon who shared the same name. Cookie. They shared memories together, they were the bestest of friends. It was a normal day when Cookie saw a boy. Cookie cooed her sofa coo and the boy walked up and patted Cookies feathery head. He asked in an instant her name, 'Cookie' she replied. He smiled at her. He said so softly like whispers. Cookie gazed up at Nate. She remembered that fun time she met that man and they had a mud bath. She missed those days so she flew into his arms and whispered in his ear, 'cover me in mud, please!' He was stunned at first... But realised who she was. She was the pigeon his girlfriend was named after. He noded to the offer, slowly. He carried her home gently and placed her on a sofa. He went into the kitchen and baked a cookie, no chocolate chips... He forgot them. Cookie was fuming so she's flew into his face and slapped her wings at him. He fell on the floor. Cookie felt horrid, how could she hurt her friends boyfriend. Cookie nested in his arms gently. She cooed at him, trying to get his attention, he opened his eyes slowly and stroked cookie. He winked. She didn't want a mud bath, she wanted way more. 'What are you-' he said. He didn't think this far. He tried to reach for the phone but he couldn't. She pulled him back. He could not resist her touch. He stopped fighting against it. Cookie reached in. He pulled back,'too much for today' and she noded too this. She remembered this was Nate. She wanted more though, clearly. So she needed to murder someone... But who!? Him or her? She had too plot who, before everyone knew about it. Cookie cooed and pointed to a kitchen knife within reach.. Nate realised what she wanted and he wanted it too. They picked it up together and went to the girls... They hid the knife behind Nates back, they were ready. They opened the door and it creaked open slowly. Nate threw the knife at the girl, cookie. They both stood there shocked. Cookie flew up and pushed Nate into another room. Cookie kissed Nate. She couldn't take it. She loved him and he loved her too. He took her outside and lauded her on the grass. There was no mud available, but that didn't matter at the moment. Nate rubbed cookies belly softly. Cookie payed under Nate, she didn't feel uncomfortable. But this was Nate. His warmth filled cookies heart. 'Kids these days!' An old man yelled into the woods. They continued despite the neighbours. But she was a pigeon. She was too small. Nate stroked cookie. Cookie was hungry so she went for food, Nate crawled with her. He wasn't finished yet. He pulled cookie back. She yelped, a mix of fear and pain.

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