This City Never Sleeps At Night

13 - Birds of Prey(Or, Tommy And A Woman Bully Wilbur)

The Mindspace(That's what he calls it) is dark and cold.

But he has his Blue.

His warm Blue.

His forever Blue.

Tommy sat on a park bench with a huff. Wilbur had told him to wait here; he said he'd wanted Tommy to 'meet someone'. Tommy was not interested in meeting someone. Wilbur was plenty someone for Tommy.

It had been, like, thirty minutes, and Wilbur and the Someone still weren't here. Tommy stood up and walked a lap around the park bench, flexing his wings. Wilbur and the Someone were very slow.

A scream came from the general direction of the sky. A very high-pitched scream.

Tommy's head jerked upwards and he flew upwards without another thought, looking around wildly. Too bad he had no fucking powers to help with shit. He didn't even have his dart gun on him!

Tommy saw a very large and oddly shaped thing flying at him. The thing was kicking its legs and was held up by a human with wings and- Oh, the thing was Wilbur. 

And he was flying.

Fucking dumbass.

...But who had screamed?

Whatever. Wilbur was flying. And someone was carrying him. Another avian...

Tommy hadn't met any avians other than Phil in a while(Gods, Philza Minecraft was so fucking cool). Other than Corvid and Hollywood, but they hadn't really met. It was more like... Seen in passing for Hollywood and 'almost been captured by several million times' for Corvid.

Wilbur and (presumably)the Someone were drawing nearer to where Tommy was hovering in the sky. Flying with painted wings was a pain, especially when you didn't want the paint fucking scraping off.

As Wilbur and the avian got closer, Tommy could see that the Someone was a girl. Strong enough to hold Wilbur, somehow(Was this bitch on 'roids?).

As they got close enough, Wilbur waved to the best of his ability. "Hey, Toms."

Tommy crossed his arms. "Took you long enough." He glanced at the girl, and surprisingly enough, she was the one from the café. She was studying him very seriously like he was a disease or something.

They landed, Wilbur's knees buckling as his feet hit the ground. The girl landed too, standing in a way that made Tommy question just how suspicious of everything she was.

She turned to Wilbur. "Next time, give me more of a warning. I ditched my plans with Miko and Willow for this, you bastard." 

Tommy scrunched his nose. He felt like an outsider. "Who're they?"

The girl with green wings glanced at him. "A couple of friends of mine. Siblings. Avians, like us." She grimaced slightly. "Primes, I'm bad at this. Th' name's Persephone."

At least she was self-aware...?

"Tommy." He said, silently grateful that she didn't initiate a handshake. Handshakes always ended up bad for him. "Who screamed up there? Was that you?" He asked Persephone.

Wilbur frowned. "Are you implying my scream sounds like a girl's?"

Tommy couldn't help but laugh and Persephone smirked. At least there was one thing they both enjoyed; tormenting Wilbur.

Persephone sighed. "Okay, I can only stay for a bit, because I'm still going to see Miko and Willow. You can't convince me otherwise, Wil."

Wilbur shrugged. "Whatever. I just wanted you guys to meet, I guess."