GilbirdXBirdReader: A Bird's Love ONESHOT

“Okay Gilbird, you’re free to fly around while I go look for some chicks to woo!” Gilbert said.

‘Yeah! I can finally fly around freely! I have been waiting for today all week!’ Gilbird thought as he flew through the sky.

After doing a few flips the blood started to rush to his head.

‘Whoa, I better sit down for a while.’ He thought as he tried to keep himself from falling off of the tree.

Then, a surprisingly speedy bird flew by.

WHOOSH! BAM!

The wind that the little birdie made was so strong that it made Gilbird slip and fall off the tree on the leaves, which worked as a cushion so he wouldn’t break his little birdie bottom.

“Whoops, sorry Gilbird! I thought that you could handle my perfection, I guess you’re just not as ‘awesome’ as your owner claims!” The beige French bird remarked.

“Shut up Pierre, you know just as well as I do that the only reason your owner got you is because he saw how great I am!” The little bird yelled as he flew away from the French jerk.

He tried to shake him off but Pierre kept on following him! He flew as his top speed yet the Frenchman (or would it be frenchbird) was still right behind him.

‘Faster, I need to go faster to get away from him!’ he thought flying left then right trying to lose Pierre.

WHAM!

Gilbird hit one of the other birds and they both fell to the ground!

“Ouch! That hurt!”, He looked up to see that the bird he hit was the cutest canary he has ever laid eyes on. She was perfect. Everything about her, her small yellow feathers, her bright (eye color) eyes that shined in the sun and the bright (f/c) bow around her neck.

“Oh, sorry miss! That was my fault! Are you ok?” He panicked while helping her up.

“Chill, I think I just sprained my wing. Ouch, dang I don’t think that I can fly home now!”

It turns out that Gilbert saw the whole thing and was run to both of the little birds.

“Gilbird! What happened? Oh, there’s a canary here too! Kese~ so cute! Wait, is her wing broken?” He asked as he picked the birds up.

She obviously has never been touched by a human because as soon as he picked her up she panicked.

“Whoa, calm down. I will take you home and fix your wing. Once it’s healed you are free to go!” Gilbert reassured the bird.

He then put Gilbird and the other bird in the back of the car and drove off.

“Are you ok?” Gilbird finally asked, breaking the awkward silence.

“Yeah, like I said before my wing just hurts. Oh, where are my manners? I’m ____, you are?”

“I’m Gilbird! Nice to meet you ____! So, you live in the wild, it must be cool!”

“Well, yeah it sort of is. I have to hide from the predators and pray they don’t find me every night be it beats being stuck in a cage. You’re a humans pet, don’t you have a cage?”

“What? No! Gilbert almost never puts me in a cage! He’s really awesome! He isn’t a bad human; just sometimes he’s a little strange.”

“What kind of things do you two do together?”

“Well, we do everything together! We are the best of buds!”

Then, Gilbert drove into the parking lot and went inside with the two birds.

“Ok, well because we haven’t named you yet, I’m just going to call you B, for birdie. So B, you are going to live here for the next few weeks while your wing heals. Then, when it’s all fixed you can go back to the wild!” The albino reassured the little canary.

He then put the bird down and walked into the kitchen. He got a small bag of bird seeds and a little silver dish. He poured the seeds into the dish and placed the dish down.

“Come on, ___. Let’s eat!”

“From food given to us by a human? Well, I guess I could give it a try.”

Pretty soon, the dish was empty.

“Ok, ___! Let’s go explore!”

“But, I can’t fly!”

“That’s ok! We can walk around and see different stuff!”

“Well, ok!”

~Time Skip~

Well, the two little birds played together every day. After a few weeks, ____’s wing was healed.

As Gilbert took the bandages off the canary, the two birds said there sad goodbyes.

“Well, I guess this is it. Thanks so much Gilbird, I had a lot of fun the past few weeks.!”

“But, why do you have to go? Why can’t you stay?” He pleated.

“Because, my family is probably worried sick! I haven’t been home for weeks! But, this doesn’t have to be a goodbye forever; I can still see you at the park!” She replied.

“Ok! See ya there!” He replied as he came close and gave her a peck on the beak.

‘Thank goodness for feathers! If they weren’t there, she would have been able to see how red my face is!’ He thought to himself as she flew off.

For the next week, only one though was in Gilbird’s head. ‘When are we going to go to the park?’

~THE END~