The First (Flamingo x G0z)

Abused and abandoned, Goz as a child was mentally scarred to where he couldn't process normal human emotions besides the only one he knew, happiness.

Until a private investigator, Albert and the flamingo chick that stuck with him everywhere he ventured, goes out to investigate the circus in which many are said to have been lost there, and when Albert explores the place furthermore he discovers some unpleasant sights.

Meanwhile in our protagonist's research, Goz had taken a pleasant interest in Albert without realizing the investigator's true intention and had been suddenly blinded by another emotion, one so simple and natural.

Love.

(A/N So why write about this ship? Honestly, romantic love isn't really... there to me. I'm more of a stranger to the feeling so I represent it through characters and how I kind of interpret it. And the two have a nice correlation from their reactions to where I felt it fun to write about, interpret that however you like. Why work so hard on it? Adding pictures and such? It's fun, and I love making stuff with a story. Even if nobody likes what I do, I'll still absolutely adore what I do! Even if it's crappy fanfiction, all that matters to me is that someone out there, silent or commenting on every line (and I love comments so comment as much as you like <3!!), enjoys it. Back then fanfiction kept me from the deepest and darkest parts of my mind, and so I'll write and draw even if it kills me because I love doing it! I felt what it's like to be deep down, and hopefully to someone this'll pull them right out or at least raise their spirits! :P)