Birbs

The Beauty of the Moon

The moon spilled over the field, illuminating each blade of grass and throwing their shadows out behind them. If you think about it, that could be an allegory for the world. When faced with what is truly right, people will show what they think, what they believe is truly right, what they -

"Hey, did you eat all my Doritos?" Raven 2 asked Raven 3, rudely interrupting Raven 1's thoughts.

"No," Raven 3 responded, head stuck inside Raven 2's now-empty bag of Doritos.

"Give it back!" Raven 2 cawed, snapping at Raven 3's head.

Raven 1 groaned. "Guys. I'm trying to think. Stop moving so much."

Raven 2 yanked the bag away from Raven 3, and found nothing but cheese dust. "Hey! You liar! Do you know how hard it was to get these?"

Raven 3 shook the Dorito dust off of his face. "Yes. I was right there. We were all there. We're literally attached by the butt."

Raven 1 covered his eyes with his wing. The other two were always getting on his nerves. And yanking everyone around to do the stupidest things. They were all, literally, attached by the butt. None of them had tails. They were attached just above where their tails would normally start. They were attached in a three pin pinwheel-like shape, all facing different directions

"Move!" Raven 2 dropped the Dorito bag and spread his wings, whacking Raven 1 in the face. "I wanna see the moon!"

Raven 3 snapped at both of them. "I wanna see too!"

Raven 1 sighed. "I want to think in peace." he muttered. Naturally, he was ignored.

There was a lot of shoving and squawking until Raven 2 and 3 were facing the moon, while Raven 1 had his chest and face smashed into the trunk of the tree they were standing on. They stayed there for a few seconds.

"I'm bored."

Raven 1 sighed. He knew that the relative peace could only last for a second.

"Well, can I look at the moon now?"

"No! I wanna see the moon!" Raven 3 complained..

They sat there for a few seconds. "Alright. You can see now."

"But I wanna see now!" Raven 2 cried.

"Okay, why don't we just... find some snacks?" Raven 1 said, fed up with all the shoving and yelling. He was trying his best to be patient, but he couldn't keep it up forever.

"Snacks?!" Ravens 2 and 3 suddenly started flapping their wings wildly, trying to take off. Raven 1 realized he had made a mistake. Snacks made them go crazy. Raven 1 gave up and let himself go limp as Raven 2 and 3 took off, yanking him into the air, on the lookout for snacks. Since one of the three ravens in the pinwheel was limp, the wheel started to spin wildly, and they crashed to the ground..

Raven 2 tried to hop back to his feet. "Who stopped flapping? Who was it?"

Raven 3 shook himself off. "Wasn't me! I was flapping so hard!"

Raven 1 didn't even try to get up, the side of his face smushed into the grass.

Raven 2 cawed. "Were you flapping?" he demanded, nipping at Raven 1's head.

Raven 1 didn't answer. He knew that he would get distracted very soon.

"He always flaps! It must have been you!" Raven 2 twisted around to snap at Raven 3.

"Hey! I was flapping! I was flapping so hard! I was probably flapping harder than you! Maybe you stopped flapping, mi amor!"

Raven 1 smirked. He may or may not have told the others that "mi amor" was Spanish for "idiot" instead of "my love".

"Don't call me an idiot! You're the mi amor!"

"No, you!"

Thankfully, Raven 1 had a lot of practice not laughing at this particular exchange, or he would have been pecked in the face.

"Help me slap this idiot. I can't reach him without breaking my spine." Raven 2 screeched at Raven 1 who was still on the ground.

Raven 1 sighed. This was getting ridiculous. "Here, how about we just go to sleep. We can find food tomorrow."

Raven 2 squawked. "I'm hungry."

"I'm tired. I wanna go back to the tree." Raven 3 tried to hit Raven 2 but couldn't reach him. Of course, this sparked another argument. Raven 1 eventually convinced them both to fly back to the tree.

They all got up and tried their best to fly in a straight line towards the hole in the tree where they lived. Raven 2 and 3 immediately dove into the pile of dry leaves and twigs. Raven 1 was pulled rather aggressively into the hole. He managed to get comfortable even though the other 2 were taking up most of the space.

They all fell asleep, dreaming peacefully. Raven 1 was dreaming about a moon over a lake, Raven 2 was dreaming about hitting Raven 3 in the head while eating all of his food, and Raven 3 was dreaming about vacuum cleaners for some reason.

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