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Blathers

Imagine having a nice picnic with your boyfriend, Blathers🦋

"...And I think the most interesting thing about the Tylocephale," Blathers says as he holds up a fossil you had made the grave mistake of giving him the other day, "Is the fact that it has a partial skull. I suppose the fact that they originate from Mongolia may have much to play in this, for the area is known for--"

You nod halfheartedly as the owl continues to give you a science lesson. Though you were bored as hell, the way his eyes shine with excitement keeps you from interrupting him.

After all, you are his lover; you have to support him, no matter what.

As he starts to speak about time periods or whatever, you begin to unpack the picnic basket you had packed for the two of you to share that afternoon.

It was a beautiful summer day. Despite it being the middle of the rainy season, the sky above was a vivid curaçao blue and wispy clouds passed by overhead.

It would have been peaceful, as well, had it not been for Blathers' incessant blabbing.

You watch as he begins to trace the indentations in the fossil with his wing tip, his speech becoming even more enthusiastic. He really did love his fossils.

Over his jabbering, you could still make out the joyous songs of the birds and the soft buzzing of the nearby honey bees.

It would have been a perfect day, but you just had to give him yet another fossil.

The owl really had you under his spell; you could have sold that Tyloce-whatever's fossil to pay off your crippling debt.

But no. Instead, you just had to let your boyfriend convince you to hand it over.

It isn't fair, you think bitterly as you take out a pile of sandwiches you had prepared for the day, how he pays more attention to his job than to you.

He doesn't even get paid.

"Blathers?" You ask, interrupting his speech. He stops at once and peers at you questioningly.

You hesitate. Maybe this wasn't the discussion for a picnic?

Whatever, you had already started.

You take a steadying breath before asking, "Can you shut the fuck up for a second? I invited you here for a date, not for you to speak yourself to death over some carcass."

Your stomach churns as Blathers appears shocked. His eyes widen and his feathers begin to ruffle.

"W-What?" He asks, clearly bewildered. You had never spoken to him like this before.

"I told you to shut the fuck up." You repeat before lifting up two different sandwiches."Anyway, do you want peanut butter or ham?"

He clicks his beak indignantly.

"No!" Blathers snaps. "You don't get to change the subject after saying something like that, Y/N. Do I bore you?"

You shrug as you set the two sandwiches back on their respective plates.

"Well, yes." You admit as you take out a bowl of mixed fruit; it was a mighty fine heterogeneous mixture. "I also packed some fruit, so do you want-"

"I can't believe this!" Blathers hisses, shaking his head in disgust. His glare does little to mask the hurt in his eyes. "I thought I could be myself around you; all everyone else does is ignore me and belittle me for my interests! Even Celeste acts like I'm a burden. I can handle anyone else telling me to shut up, but coming from my partner?"

You watch boredly as he gets up, his eyes shimmering with tears.

"I'm leaving." He spits, gathering his fossils to his chest. "You can shove your picnic up your fucking ass; after everyone you've been with, I'm sure it'll fit nicely."

This takes you aback.

"Did you just call me a whore?!" You exclaim, shocked by his accusation.

"No, but if the shoe fits..." Blathers trails off before furiously wiping at his face. He takes a deep breath before meeting your gaze again. "I'm leaving. Don't come to the museum anymore; I don't want to see you."

As he turns to leave, you quickly get to your feet.

"No, wait!" You cry out. Sure, he could be a pain, but you still loved him. "I didn't mean to imply that you're an annoying piece of shit that speaks for hours on end but only says a few words of value throughout that entire stretch of time! I just meant that...Blathers?"

You stop as Blathers freezes, his eyes glued to the floor below you.

Cautiously, you follow his gaze.

You hastily spring away from the plates of sandwiches you had set down on the blanket a few minutes ago; they were infested with ants.

The pair of you watch as the swarm of ants begins to make its way over to the terrified owl, where they walk over his claws in order to head back home.

It takes a full minute of watching the ants crawl over his feet for the terror to truly settle in.

With a deafening shriek, Blathers desperately shakes the bugs off of him before flying away, forgetting his beloved fossils as they drop to the ground heavily.

You watch him take off, his screams still audible from where you stand despite the fact that he's already well above the ground.

You shield your eyes from the sun in order to get a better look, only to see Blathers flying straight towards an airplane.

You recognize the Dodo Airlines logo just as the plane barrels straight into the bird, causing him to plummet to the ground like a falling star.