Flying Freedom (ON HOLD)

Chapter 52

We all turn to stare as smoke slowly starts seeping out of the microwave, which now looks partially dissembled. How does that even happen?!? The door falls off and inside you can see.... a splattered potato? With hot sauce? How would that do so much damage to a MICROWAVE? Then I see a chunk of metal slowly slide out of the box and onto the floor with a light tink. Umm... no comment.

"Peony, what did you do?!?" Twi asks, frowning and walking over. Peony stares and starts profusely apologizing, literally praising Twi on the ground like she was 'Senpai' or something weird like that. Normally I'd say this is creepy, but then again, this is Peony we're talking about. Twi raises an eyebrow and backs away slowly before realizing that this is a RENTAL place. We just destroyed a microwave by exploding it in a freaking RENTAL PLACE?!?

"You're paying for that," Twi shrugs and walks away. We all stare at her, dumbfounded, before shrugging ourselves and following suit.

"By the way, I'd LOVE to hear the phone call, Peony," I smirk. She sighs in defeat and walks over to the phone, leaving bits of squishy potato behind her. Eww... I wrinkle my nose and shake my head. Only Peony could do that. Preston takes my hand and pulls me upstairs where I find Cupcake looking at me dejectedly. Well, you know, not literally. She isn't alive. I gasp. Oh course she is! Wait, why am I having a conversation with myself in my head? I shake my head once again to clear it as Preston sits down on the edge of the bed while Cupcake lounges out (A/N Cupcake can't move since she's a stuffed animal, but just go with it). He gestures me to come over and I do, sitting next to him. He pulls me into his lap so I'm basically sitting sideways on top of him. I nestle my head into his chest and close my eyes. Preston rests his head on top of mine and we both stay there for a few minutes before being interrupted by a loud shriek. Uh oh, what happened THIS time? Whatever. We decide to shrug off the scream and continue sitting comfortably on the bed while Cupcake keeps giving me that stare. Man, you just can't ignore that stare... it's too effective. I sigh and lean away from Preston (who groans in protest) and grab Cupcake. She seems to smirk at me as I return to my original position. I hug her to my chest as Preston hugs me to HIS chest. He even gives Cupcake a kiss on her head! Okay, he's officially perfect. Cupcake grins up at me and I smile myself. Anyone who Cupcake likes I like. Erm, well not literally everyone, but you get the image. Preston plants a kiss behind my ear and I sigh. This is nice, but we'll have to go back downstairs soon. Preston seems to notice my thinking and pulls back a little. I snuggle deeper into his chest and shake my head. I don't want to get up until I have to. His hand slowly reaches over to my left wing and strokes it slightly. I flare it out a little, allowing it to be a little easier for him, as I close my eyes. Preston stops and picks me up, gently placing me down next to him. I sigh in annoyance.

"Look, we need to go back downstairs before everyone decides to come up here and look for us," he grins, noticing my sadness.

"Yeah...." I trail off, trying to come up with come excuse.

"Don't worry, we can continue this later," he winks and walks out of the room, closing the door behind him. I wait until I can't hear his footsteps anymore and then squeal. I jump around and dance with Cupcake.

"He's so amazing! I mean, even you like him Cupcake!" I squeak and drop her on to the bed before I start dancing around the room. Da da daaaa da da dadadada da daaaaa... I act as though I'm dancing on stage or something. This is fun! The door opens and I stop dead as Twi looks at me with a confused expression . "You, uh, didn't see that, right?" I ask, feeling my face turn red. She nods, smirking. Gosh dang it. Twi pulls out Sprinkles from behind her back and walks into the room, slowly closing the door behind her.

"SPRINKLES LIKES MITCH!!!" Twi squeals loudly. I squeal as well and we both jump around the room in excitement.

"REALLY?!? THAT'S GREAT! CUPCAKE LIKES PRESTON TOO!!!" I yell as we both start flapping our wings and zooming back and forth across the room. You know, if we were outside there would be a bunch more room, but it's cold. I'm not gonna freeze my wings off for that. Twi streaks past me and giggles as we spend the next few minutes flying laps around the room. Literally. We are in a circle near the ceiling and go as fast as the small space allows us. I laugh and reach out to touch Twi's foot. She shrieks and flies faster in order to escape my hand but ends up slamming into a wall. A gigantic THUD echoes throughout the house as she looks up at me from the ground and giggles before racing back up next to me.