It looks like our feathered friends have had quite a bit of excitement recently; Smuggling, snakes, movies. But what's life without the unexpected? If anything it helped make our favorite lovebird's bond stronger. Don't believe me? Well, how about we take a look at what they're up to then?
Copacabana Beach
A level jumbo sized Frisbee was positioned on top of the sand. The beach was dark and quiet. Hundreds of birds were surrounding the circular piece of plastic, eagerly waiting for something to happen. A few moments of pure excitement and anticipation spent in complete silence passed. Then out of nowhere a small yellow canary with a bottle cap for a hat hopped onto the Frisbee. Apparently it was being used as some sort of stage. A spotlight shone on the miniature bird. He cleared his voice and started to whistle his one of his favorite tunes, "Fly Love".
However, he didn't get too far into his little song as a tubby cardinal jumped onto the stage and landed next to the canary.
"Hey! Where's the drums?" Pedro the cardinal shouted, and after doing so a spotlight illuminated a small band comprised of different bird species on the back end of the stage.
The yellow canary named Nico took this as his cue and started singing.
"Oh whoa-oh-oh-oh"
Pedro quickly jumped in the air and shouted.
"Let's go!"
[Nico:]
Ooh girl you're shining
Like a 5th avenue diamond
And they don't make you like they used to
You're never going out of style
Ooh pretty baby
This world might've gone crazy
The way you save me
Who can blame me
When I just wanna make you smile?
Just then a dozen of multi-colored spotlights started shining and moving around over the audience.
[Nico:]
I wanna thrill you like Michael
[Pedro:]
I wanna kiss you like Prince
[Nico:]
Let's get it on like Marvin Gaye
[Pedro:]
Like Hathaway
[Both:]
Write a song for you like this
About a foot away from the stage were the last two blue spix macaws. The two were dancing facing each other, enjoying every second with their respective "one and only".
[Nico:]
You're over my head
I'm out of my mind
Thinking I was born in the wrong time
One of a kind, living in a world gone plastic
Baby you're so classic
Baby you're so classic
Baby you,
Baby you're so classic
Blu grabbed Jewel and started spinning her around. Jewel giggled in delight. She then started spinning away from Blu. The blue macaw then slowed down and regained her footing. Jewel looked towards center stage and watched in amazement as the duo continued singing their song. She was always impressed by their singing abilities. Jewel looked back at Blu and couldn't help but smile when she saw the way he was dancing.
"Blu, what are you doing?" She chuckled.
Blu was dancing around like a rusty tin soldier toy. He looked up at Jewel.
"I'm doing the robot."
Back on stage Pedro slid in front of Nico and started rapping.
[Pedro:]
Baby you're class and baby you're sick
I never met a girl like you ever til we met
A star in the 40s, centrefold in the 50s
Got me tripping out like the sixties
Hippies Queen of the discotheque
A 70s dream and an 80s best
Hepburn, Beyoncé, Marilyn, Massive
Girl you're timeless, just so classic
Nico looked into the croud and recognized his favorite blue macaws.
"Hey Bluey! Baby bird! Get up here!" He shouted while signaling with his wing. Blu and Jewel looked at each other rand then flew up onto the Frisbee.
[Nico:]
You're over my head I'm out of my mind
Thinking I was born in the wrong time
It's love on rewind,
Everything is so throwback-ish ( [Pedro:] I kinda like it, like it)
Out of my league
Old school chic
Like a movie star
From the silver screen
[Both:]
You're one of a kind living in a world gone plastic
Baby you're so classic
Baby you're so classic
Baby you're so classic
As the music stopped, Blu threw Jewel into the air and confetti shot up out of the ground.
The four birds met in the middle of the disk.
"That was so much fun!" Jewel ecstatically squealed.
"Yo that was poppin'!" Pedro added.
"You two got it! Like fire and ice!" Nico chirped as he bounced up, almost losing his bottle cap.
"And cheese and sprinkles!" Blu said with a smile on his beak.
"Just like cheese and sprinkles." Jewel cooed, and then pecked Blu on the beak.
Meanwhile, a few feet away the lonely Paris was watching the four birds.
"Yuck." Paris grumbled. He opened his beak and pointed into it with his wingtip. The Cuban red macaw looked around and noticed that the crowd was thinning out.
"I need a drink. Better get to the club before everyone else does." He mumbled to himself as he took off towards the samba club.
Upon entering the club, the sudden burst of sound coming from various birds struck his earholes. Everyone was circled around the center of the club. Normally all the birds in the club would be dancing or sitting at the bar, not really focused in one area. Paris decided he had to get to the bottom of this. As the macaw made his way to where all of commotion was coming from, he managed to overhear parts of other birds' conversations.
"I heard he drank a whole bottle of vodka in under thirty seconds!"
"Rumor has it, his liver is made of steel."
"I heard someone say he's an escaped experiment."
Paris was baffled. What bird could possibly live up to these standards? A loud cheer started as the many birds in the club began pumping their first in the air.
"RICO, RICO, RICO!"
Paris pushed two yellow macaws out of his way, and after doing so could finally see this apparently infamous bird.
Rico has his back to Paris, and was just finishing a small bottle of beer. His head was leaned back the bottom of the bottle was in the air. After the last drop entered his beak, Rico swallowed and sighed with content.
"Ahhhh, beer."
"Hey, what do think you're doing? I think some other birds may want something to drink!" Paris antagonistically protested, the feathers on the back of his neck ruffled up.
Rico slowly turned around to see who was yelling at him. He arched a curious brow.
Paris stormed up to Rico.
"You know, there are other birds around. And you can't drink up everything!" He groused.
Rico lightly, almost undetectably, smirked.
"Well you are more than welcome to join me." The black hawk offered.
"Join you!? I'll do better than that! I'll beat you! I bet I can drink more than you!" Paris snarled.
"Beat me? Oh, I'm so scared." Rico sarcastically replied.
10 minutes later
There was a buzz around the club. Someone actually challenged Rico to a drinking contest. Could the black hawk actually be beat? A table was crudely fashioned and on it were two rows of cups. One row was for Rico, while the other was for Paris. A military macaw walked out from the crowd and to the two birds.
"Ok, the rules are simple. The first bird to finish drinking their row of drinks wins. There is a safe combination of fruit juice and alcoholic beverages so no one gets hurt. Any questions?"
Rico raised his wing.
"Yes Rico?"
"Is there whiskey?" The hawk inquired.
"Um no. We already had enough drinks." The macaw replied.
"Any other questions?" The macaw asked again.
"Yeah, is there a prize?" Rico queried.
"No, not yet. What did you have in mind?" The macaw replied.
"Can it be whiskey?"
"Oh come on, are you gonna drink or talk about drinking!?" Paris interjected, impatiently tapping his talon.
Rico stared at Paris and narrowed his eyes. "Bring it hot head."
The military macaw cleared his voice.
"Ok, ready...set…drink!"
Rico went straight for the first cup. He grabbed it in his talon and started drinking. After a second his eyes widened and he started coughing.
"Ach! Eww, light beer."
Rico glanced up and saw that Paris was already half way through his apple juice.
"Oh Biscuits."
Back at the beach
Blu and Jewel were still dancing together on the beach. The two moved in perfect rhythm while the music played.
At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana (Copacabana)
The hottest spot north of Havana (here)
At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana
Music and passion were always the fashion
At the Copa...don't fall in love
As the song came to an end, Blu twirled Jewel around before pulling her into a hug.
"Dancing with my Lovehawk never gets old." Jewel happily cooed while nuzzling her head into Blu's chest.
Blu warmly smiled.
"Yeah, I love you Je-"
Blu was cut off by the sound of singing.
"eVerYbodY…loVes *hiccup* somBadY sUmtiMes."
The two lovebirds looked up to see a black hawk dragging a drunk Paris, who was singing horribly, by the scruff. Blu and Jewel just stared at the two birds as they slowly made their way towards them. Rico stopped in front of Blu.
"This guy is yours, right?" He asked with a smirk.
"Uh, yeah. W-what happened to him?" Blu inquired, shocked as to what would cause Paris to end up like this.
Rico shrugged, put Paris down, and stepped away.
"Let's just say he messed with a hawk, and his beer." The hawk explained as he crossed with wings.
Blu and Jewel glanced at each other and then back at Rico.
"Now if you'll excuse me, there's a whiskey with my name on it." Rico happily stated while bowing. He promptly took off into the night sky. Jewel looked down at Paris, who now had passed out. Blu watched the hawk flying away.
"I wonder who that was." Blu thought, but was soon interrupted by Nico.
"Awww, not again!" The canary whined.
"Dang! We gotta drag him home again?" Pedro commiserated.
Blu chuckled, viewing the whole scenario as kind of funny.
"Hey Blu, you wanna go home? I think it's about time we got some sleep." Jewel groggily stated.
Blu turned his head towards his mate and smiled.
"Yeah, let's go home." He replied and prepared to take off alongside his precious Jewel.
"Mama, just five more minutes." A voice called out.
The two blue macaws looked back to see Nico and Pedro desperately fluttering with Paris' beak and tail being held in their respective talons.
After a few minutes of flying, Blu and Jewel arrived back at their tree hollow. They collapsed into their nest, tired from a long night of dancing. Jewel was lying on Blu's right, snuggled in with her mate's wings around her. She looked up at Blu.
"That's was fun. We should do that again sometime." Jewel yawned as her head sunk into Blu's side.
"Yeah" Blu replied.
He leaned his head to the side and watched the night stars twinkle through the aperture in his tree.
"I love my new live. I can't believe I was scared to come here." Blu thought to himself.
"I love you Jewel, goodnight."
"Goodnight lovehawk"
A special thanks to Rico the Black Hawk for giving me permission to use his OC. Song credit goes to "Classic MKTO" and "Copacabana" Hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of "Rhythm of the jungle." Thanks for reading, and I'll see you in the next update!