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If love took the form of a door, Senku would never leave. If love took the form of spring, you would be kissing dandelions into the breeze.
Maybe if you did it enough times, Senku would grow curious from watch...
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Trots was an annoying bird, that's what Senku thinks whenever he watches the bird fly everywhere inside the house.
Who is Trots? It's the swallow that Senku broke before you fixed it which ended up being the first living creature to have the complete revival fluid be used on.
As for the name, it was you who chose it.
Senku remembers you say it's a poem or something by a poet or someone, he's starting to lose track of your naming comprehension.
Okay, in short; swallows are not meant to be kept as pets.
They survive in the wild, nurtured by themselves to catch insects while on flight in order to have something to eat.
But of course you had to baby it.
Birds don't hibernate, they migrate. If Trots were to fly out to look for a warm place, it probably wouldn't make it in time.
Senku assured you that you can just unpetrify another swallow whenever considering they aren't extinct anymore with the revival fluid, but of course you just had to grow attached to this particular one.
"Really?" Senku tusks, watching as you fix up a nest for the bird inside the house. It wouldn't have been a problem at first, but swallows use mud for their nest. And you're building it in a corner inside the laboratory.
"I swear I'll clean it all up when spring comes and we can let Trots fly away—or should I say, let Trots trot away, huh?" You snicker which does not impress Senku.
"When spring comes? Sure, only if you don't get too attached to it to let it go."
"Come on, you know I let go of things when needed."
"Right, you're about to make this sound way emotional that it should be. You only knew the bird for a day."
"Two days; the other was when I was patching it back up after a certain someone broke it."
"Your statement won't work, I didn't feel guilty when I broke it."
You gasp almost offendedly, "Senku, Trots can hear you." It's almost funny how you whispered it as if the bird could understand.
The two of you then went to look at Trots, who found its way inside the nest of dried mud, its head peeking through the singular hole.
"Isn't it so cute?"
"It's a bird." Senku snickers at the way you threateningly eyed him. "How do you plan to feed it?"
"Insects."
"Yeah but how—" You brought up a pot with a lid on it. Senku doesn't want to take off the cover once he hears the buzzing and tittering inside. "Ew."
"It's Trots' food."
"Yeah no shit." Senku moves away when you settle the pot of insects aside, near the nest as the bird watches it.
"Don't worry, I already fed it for today." You say, "As long as we don't alert Trots, all will be fine."
