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[apuckalypse]

Ahhh... [He fluffs up again, a full body shiver, before his feathers settle once more.] Fine, fine! No faerie vow, I trust you. I'll give it a try.

[ruevealing]

[That big fluff! Look, it is so impossibly careful this time, but Rue can not stop themself from pecking a quick kiss against him. Carefully! Slowly!]

Excellent! Then it is a promise. I shall have you singing like a songbird in no time.

[apuckalypse]

[The contract is sealed-

And this time he manages not to flinch, though as Rue draws back his eyes are very wide.]

That's a high ask. Are you sure I can't just stay like this and sing?

[He can definitely sing like a songbird this way.]

[ruevealing]

[shh put your faith in mom]

Hmmm, tempting, but if you stay in this form, how am I to cuddle you!

[apuckalypse]

That's fair. [He stands up straight, as tall as his little bird form can get. (It's like 3 inches at best.)] Should I change back, then?

[He asks like the answer would ever be no, Rue does not want cuddles.]

[ruevealing]

[The power lies in their paws!]

I would love for you to change back only if you would like to. If not, you may perch on my head all day long while I go about chores. As long as I get to spend time with you, I could not be happier.

[apuckalypse]

[His head jerks in that quick bird way between his current position, Rue's head, and around the room. Maybe it's the animal instincts, but the idea of a high perch is really appealing, sort of like how he'd enjoyed hanging out on Hunter's antler.

....]

You really wouldn't mind?

[ruevealing]

[Their darling little boy - bird.]

I mean it with all of my heart, my love. Come, perch on me for awhile. We can surprise Knickolas when he returns home.

[apuckalypse]

[He gives a happy peep and flutters upwards, landing between their tufts and wiggling a bit into their feathers, almost like a nest. Ohhh yes actually this feels very cozy. He likes it right here.]

Okay, I'm ready!

[Let us do some chores, Mom! And by us he means you do them and he'll supervise, because he doesn't have hands.]

[ruevealing]

[Anything that makes Casey this happy is well worth the effort.]

Hold on, little one!

[time to come up with fun chores so it all feels a little less dull!]