Feminine mismatched eyes opened as something small and cold crawled into her bed. Tiny feathers tickled her exposed stomach for a moment, reminding her that she needed a new shirt as her current one had gotten far too old. Sharp eyes picked out the movement of a small lump in her bed, blinking when a silver beak and feathered head poked out of her shirt.
"Wark!" the tiny chocobo blinked violet eyes at her, tilting its head to one side and pecking at the necklace that the girl was wearing. The small beak scratched her skin, leaving a cut that bled slowly, but the girl didn't mind that. She liked animals, especially the chocobos.
The birds couldn't tell her that they hated her, and she knew for certain that they liked her. She was the one that fed them every day, and the one that protected them from those damn Midgar Zoloms. Speaking of those, they were frightened of her. The Zoloms remembered her father, and she'd been told that whenever she got angry that she looked and acted just like him. Like I needed to hear that. I'm not my father, I'm my own person. She made a face as she thought that.
The little chocobo let out another "Wark!" in annoyance at her ignoring it.
The one mako, one molten golden eyed girl yawned a second time, debating whether to get up or go back to sleep. Her dreams were so much better than reality. "So what happened this time? The other chocobos pick on you again?" she asked, smoothing down a few of the feathers atop the chocobo's head.
The little chocobo dipped its head in a nod, ruffling its feathers indignantly. A gentle smile curved the girl's lips, "Well, you know you're always welcome to share my bed." She whispered, quietly so that she didn't wake anyone else. She didn't need to be yelled at again. Chocobo Billy didn't like her as it was.
"Waaaarrrrrk!" The chocobo lay its head down on her chest, snuggling close to her.
"Goodnight little one." The girl patted the chocobo on its head. Raising her eyes to the sky, looking through a hole in the roof of the chocobo barn, the girl whispered. "Hey dad, now I have a teddy bear too."
***
Crimson eyes slowly opened; a female mouth opening in a yawn. "It has been awhile, Nero." She stood, gathering a red satin blanket around herself. "Your arms are free… what happened?"
The man in question shrugged, placing one hand against the wooden wall. "Whatever. You are needed, Rosso. We have a problem."
Behind him, Rosso could see Azul, Weiss, and Genesis checking their weapons. "We still have a lot of work to do." Genesis looked sideways at the others, grinning suddenly and pushing his red sword into the wall.
Azul set his cannon down, looking at Genesis. "Who are we after?"
Genesis scowled, yanking on his stuck sword. "The girl works at the Chocobo Stables now, and she has eyes like her father…"