Four Calling Birds

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On fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me, four calling birds.

Nico pulled his scarf tighter around his neck to block the cold breeze. Percy did the same with his jacket. It seemed extra cold with Christmas 7 days away, they were freezing their cheery red noses off. "Why did we need to walk to the store Percy? It's 15F out here."

"Would you like to try to get a taxi or a bus right now? Everything is most likely filled." Percy shoved his gloved hands into his pockets.

"Yeah," Nico said, "because we are the only ones stupid enough to walk in this weather!"

Percy sighed, "it's only a ten-minute walk, it won't kill you."

Nico muttered something about death under his breath. They heard some chirping above them, and they looked up to see four small blue and red birds perched on the side of the roof of a building.

"I thought all birds flew south for the winter," Nico said. Percy was thinking the same thing, he raised his eyebrows at the calling birds. They chirped happily as if the cold wind made them feel alive.

Nico shook his head and kept walking, with Percy in tow.

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