The Child of Ravens

Chapter Eighteen: Mimic

Warning: Cursing, Violence, death (IDK), being sick, medication

Did you know, that Raven's can mimic human voices? In fact, they are often even better at it than parrots! These intelligent birds can also mimic animal and bird calls as well as various "manmade" sounds like a toilet flushing or a car starting.

"Augh! Why did my dumb ass decide to put painting, as one of my commission items?!" Groaning and slamming xier head down on the covered wooden table at Pigsy's shop, Mei, Tang and Pigsy all winced sympathetically towards the young adult, who was having a tough time working on a pottery piece for a client. "Curse my bleeding heart."

"Look at it this way kid, at least you're making a nice urn for that girl's dog, right?" Motioning to the pottery piece that was halfway completed, the pig man tried comforting his third floor tennant. 

"Yeah..."

"I have had it up to here, with those Speedy Panda, brickheads!!" MK's angry shout echoed through the shop, as a beat up looking teen caming storming through the entrance, nearly taking out the urn, if it weren't for Cai's quick reaction time, who glared at the youth now sulking on one of the indoor barstools. "They've been sabotaging me all week!"

"That's...odd, usually when you guys have 'food feuds', delivery sabotage is banned," Humming absentmindedly as he dipped his brush in the brown, the Bird Beast went over the dog's head, smiling at how nice the painted animal looked.

"That's the problem with these guys," Pigsy grumbled, shaking his head grumpily, as he took out a brochure for the other restaurant. "They aren't like any of the restaurants here, who put love and care into their food, they're all a bunch of flash frozen food."

"Does anyone here even like flash frozen food?" Mei asked, tilting her head in thought, as she and Tang helped to patch up MK.

"Not me, that's for sure," The scholar hummed, motioning to his bowl of half-empty noodles.

"We know," Everyone said in deadpanned unison.

"I can always take over MK's delivery runs," Came the sinister grin from a certain corvid, making everyone shivers run down the other's spines. "They'll stop real fast afterwards."

"And have a lawsuit on my hands? No thanks," The chef huffed, rolling his eyes at the sight of the young woman sulking, as their idea was shot down. "Your idea of 'getting them to stop' is hitting them with a metal bat, until they have a concussion or worse."

"Yeah, they'll stop, once they have a brain damage," Shooting the others a smug look, the raven wasn't surprised at the disbelieving looks they received in return. "Simple!~"

"Yeah, no, next idea?" Tang said, shoveling another mouthful of noodles into his face.

"Besides, it's not like those flash frozen bozos know a thing, about real cooking! Convince, can never replace a real, home cooked family recipe!" Crossing his arms with a huff, Pigsy started his tangent about the traditional beauty behind cooking, Cai only half-listening, as he went back to finishing up the urn she had to mail. "Every noodle from my shop, is hand crafted from scratch, with love, care! It's what our customers have come to expect!"

"Don't you worry about me Pigsy, I'm, a loyal customer!~" Tang gave a smug--and slightly flirty--look towards the pigman.

"More like a loyal freeloader," Came the routine scoff and scathing reply. The trio of siblings snickered at the horrified gasp that the scholar responded with, comical tears appearing as the lecture of food and cuisine continued. "Those fast-food guys don't get it! Myself, and all these other shop owners poured our hearts into our shops, everything from the utensils, to the very foundation!"