Hiding In The Blue

Purple's never really had much luck with friends.

Oh, of course his animator was nice enough - everything he could have asked for, really, but he had depended on them too much. So much so that the moment they'd gone on a five-day vacation he'd snapped, instantly crowning himself the king of a computer he hadn't even been in for two years yet. He doubted he could ever live that down.

Then, of course, came the whole ordeal with Mango - he could barely even bare to recall the seven, gruelling months he'd spent with the stick. Well, up until the very end, when he'd been accidentally rescued by a group looking to take Mango down; two of which he'd left to die a while ago. He had let a bit of bravery (or maybe it was cowardice?) shine through then, leading the five out of the Bastion through a secret tunnel he'd been cautiously building.

That wasn't enough for them to forgive him, though. Of course it wasn't. But at least he'd been spared, allowed to trudge in defeat back to his home computer, the only thing more scarred than his neck to a thousand forceholds being his heart to a thousand pitiless demands.

Purple lives in solidarity with his only company being the many birds his elytra leads him to, and his animator who has been coming on less and less lately.

Until one of the sticks he'd saved has a change of heart and offers Purple a second -or perhaps a third- chance, but he has to get it right this time.

As he grows closer with everyone else, he realizes they're not as perfect as he thought... and one in particular is fatally flawed.
Will he, with his newfound allies, finally delve into the alien world of humans and figure out what's bothering his animator?

Or will this, too, crash and burn, like a familiar someone's offline life?