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Pirate and His Parrot 1 - Scarian AU

I wanna try and branch out a little bit from Scott, Jimmy, and Tango, and also I love these two <3

I saw this concept art of Scar being a pirate and Grian being his shapeshifting parrot pal, and I just couldn't pass it up, it's just too perfect X3

Art is by 🌟Nox🌙❤️💛💚 on X ( previously known as Twitter)

Tw: hurt birdie :(

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"Whoof, it's really storming! Glad I found this cave!" Scar gasped, a little out of breath from running. While he caught his breath, he turned, wincing at the painful shrieks that his boots made on the stone floor. "Man, that rain is really comin' down out there..." Scar panted, twisting his dripping locks of hair to rid them of rainwater. There was a crack of thunder, and in the silence following, Scar heard little sounds of shuffling coming from behind him. The pirate whirled, standing and smoothly drawing his blade defensively. 

A quick scan of the cave showed two black eyes, only barely visible by the wet glint they gave off. Scar raised his sword and scowled, baring his teeth to look intimidating. "Show yourself." He growled, ready to fight or flee. A flash of lightning revealed a little red bird huddled in the corner, one wing tucked into its side neatly and the other hanging limply, twisted in a way that looked painful. Scar lowered his blade, slightly embarrassed that he'd been scowling so heavily at something so clearly harmless, then frowned, tilting his head in concern. "Well hello there, little birdie. What happened to your wing?" He asked. 

The bird (a parrot, maybe) hopped back, eyeing Scar distrustfully. The pirate sheathed his sword and raised his hands unthreateningly, slowly kneeling low to pacify the bird. "I'm not gonna hurt you. In fact, I think I might be able to help you fix that hurt wing of yours." Scar said, his voice level and calm, hoping to soothe the wounded animal. The parrot seemed to narrow its eyes, then hopped forward warily. It squawked, tilting its head questioningly, and Scar nodded. "Yep. Only if you want me to though." The parrot squawked again, hopped closer, and held out its wing. 

Scar smiled and touched it gently, feeling for any broken bones. The parrot screeched loudly, jerking its wing away. Scar winced, pulling back from the wounded creature and raising his hands apologetically. "Sorry, sorry. Your wing's broken pretty bad, little guy." Scar paused in thought. "Are you a guy? Or am I being stereotypical?" He wondered aloud. The parrot screeched in irritation, hopping from side to side to regain Scar's attention. You said you could help me?? Scar imagined it demanding. 

"Yes, yes, I'm getting there, be patient." He muttered playfully. "Let's think about this." Scar sat down on the ground, steeped his fingers, and frowned at the grumpy little bird. "I've never made a splint for a bird before." After a moment spent processing that sentence, the pirate snorted and covered his mouth. "Come to think of it, I've never actually talked to a parrot before." 

The parrot made an irritated huff that sounded eerily human and flapped its uninjured wing impatiently. Scar made a face at it. "Okay, fine, I'll do it, but we'll have to go back to my ship for the medkit, and please don't get too mad at me if it's terrible, okay? Also, you won't be able to move that wing, or else the splint will break. Also also, it's going to hurt. Like, a lot. You sure you're up for it?" Scar questioned, watching it carefully. The parrot puffed out its feathers nervously but still squawked in agreement. 

Scar smiled sympathetically, then carefully picked up the little bird and placed it on his shoulder. "As soon as the rain slows down a little bit, we'll make a run for it." The parrot shifted a bit, settled into a comfortable position, then chirped questioningly, shifting slightly. its sharp little claws easily poking through the thin fabric of Scar's shirt and pricking his skin. The pirate winced, making a mental note to buy leather pads so his shoulders wouldn't get torn to shreds. 

"Well, if I go out there now, we could get struck by lightning. Have you seen how much metal I have on me?" Scar told the parrot, wiggling the hilt of his sword, flicking the golden hoops he wore in his ears, and tapping the multiple metal talismans in various places on his clothing. The parrot looked unimpressed, nipping Scar's ear condescendingly. "Ay! Careful, that ear's been through a lot already." Scar scolded, gently tapping the little red bird's beak. It reared back, looking highly offended causing the pirate to snort, which only made the parrot even more insulted. "Oh hush, birdie. You're stuck with me unless you would rather get struck by lightning."

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Once the rain stopped, Grian impatiently nudged the human's face. The human looked up from whatever he was doing and made a pleased noise, scrambling to his feet and causing Grian to overbalance and topple off the human's shoulder. The Avain squawked in surprise and alarm, flapping his uninjured wing. With surprisingly quick reflexes, the human caught him, and was even careful to not touch his injured wing. "Sorry about that, birdie." The human apologized, settling the Avian back on his shoulder. 

Grian, in a display of caution and extreme pettiness, dug his claws into the human's shoulder. The human winced, but he chuckled. "Yeah, I deserve that, don't I?" Grian chirped self-righteously, but loosened his grip just a smidge. The human smiled and walked out of the cave. Along the long trek to his ship made of dead trees, Grian deliberated with himself. Just before they arrived, he came to a decision. I'll stay with him until my wing heals. Just until then.

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As you can probably tell from the title, I plan on continuing this. 

(As soon as I get an idea on how... _:)

Hope you liked it <3

- Vee

Word Count: 1007 words