Blu's eyes sprung wide open. Fear had overtaken him. He panted heavily, catching the same air that he exhaled. He looked at his left and right. Jewel was still sleeping comfortably on top of the eggs. There was not enough room, so he slept close by, along the wall. He looked outside the tree den to see the tiny rays of light peeking out of the horizon. He finally calmed down and replied the images he saw in his dream.

There were three baby chicks. They were right here, and Jewel and I were with them. The baby chicks looked at me and then Jewel. I saw hate in their eyes. They went to Jewel, complaining I was a terrible father. A father that should have never been. Then, their eyes glowed red, and Jewel said it was time. They opened their beaks to reveal demonic teeth and walked ghastly towards me. Somehow, I couldn't move and was thus devoured. Wow. Maybe I should see a doctor.

Jewel lazily opened her eyes and saw Blu. She smiled and winked at him. She soon noticed he was displaying fear. Worried, she carefully stood up and walked over to him. Blu was looking out of the entrance of den.

"Blu?"

He looked back.

"Good morning," he simply said.

"Good morning. Uh, Blu. Is something wrong?"

"It's nothing to worry about. Everything's fine."

"Blu, come on. I know when something's wrong, especially with you."

He turned back to look at the rising sun.

"It's nothing. I just had another dream."

"Another one? Blu, this is the fourth day in a row that you've woken up from a nightmare. What about?"

"The nightmare?"

He faced Jewel.

"About my chicks hating me. About being a bad parent. About you feeling disappointed at me."

"Blu, when have I…"

She paused. She didn't want to lie to him about being somewhat disappointed at him. Blu smiled a little.

"Thanks for not lying."

"You know, I have more to look forward in you than disappointments. Blu, you've change me for the better. You take care of me, protect me, and love me. I feel confident that you are ready to be a parent."

"I know, but chicks are different. I mean it might be good for me to get some advice."

"Blu, we are the last of our kind out here. Who are we going to ask? I mean we can ask any bird, but they are not Spix's Macaws. We will get through this. We talked this over already."

"But my dreams are getting worse and worse. I mean the first three just had the chicks, but now it had you, and the chicks tore me to shreds."

Jewel grabbed Blu's wings.

"I know it's scary to not be sure about the future, but we'll get through this. Don't let your confidence slip away."

Blu dropped Jewel's wings and walked over to the eggs. He rubbed each one and sighed. He stood straight up and faced Jewel.

"Probably you're right."

"Of course I am."

"But-"

Jewel closed his beak with her wings. She looked at him with annoyance.

"Blu, stop. Now listen. You will be a good parent. No dream will tell you otherwise."

"It wasn't just one," he mumbled.

Jewel tightened Blu's beak down.

"How many does not matter. The point is that I just know."

Blu looked at the ground as Jewel's wings came down at her sides. He took a deep breath and looked at the rising sun again. To him, the rising sun meant a new beginning. Whether it was a new day or a new leap of life, it always symbolized something new. He looked back at Jewel and smiled. She smiled back. Jewel hadn't restored his confidence completely, but she had given him her uplifting opinions about what he thought. She had always been so positive. This intrigued him.

"Jewel, what makes you so confident in me?"

"I just know. You have nothing to worry about. I think it's motherly instincts."

"Motherly? But Jewel, I'm a guy. When have you heard anyone say fatherly instincts?"

"I haven't," she said and then her voice quieted down to a loud, sad whisper. "I was alone for some of my life."

Blu felt worse. He had made Jewel feel bad. Jewel sadly walked to her eggs and sat down to warm them up. Blu felt like someone had shot through his heart. He walked towards her.

"Jewel, I'm sorry."

"Blu, just forget it."

"But-"

"You know. Why don't you get some food? I'm hungry."

Blu looked into her eyes. It told him to just go. She needed some time alone. Blu nodded neutrally and flew out of the den. Jewel watched him as he flew out. She stood up briefly to check her eggs and sat back down.

He always makes things so difficult. I love him, but Blu needs to find confidence by himself. It would be good for him.

Soon, a thought came up in her mind.

Wait. He said he should ask birds around about taking care of kids. If I hear he does, then he's going to sleep outside for a week.

Back with Blu, he was flying around, looking for Jewel's favorite food. He had been a jerk, no, a dick to her. She had tried to cheer him up, but his brain got the worst of him.

I wish I had a time machine and take back what I said. It would probably fry from overuse.

Blu glided across the jungle. He looked down and saw the grounds of the forest. Big, low leaves shaded some of the dirt ground, and fallen logs and rocks made some parts obstacles for grounded creatures to cross. Jewel was right. Flying was freedom. He just wished he knew sooner.

After five minutes, he spotted a mango tree. He perched himself on one of the branches and looked around. He spotted a mango he could carry and went for it. Unknown to him was another bird on the mango tree.

"Hi ya."

Surprised, Blu fell off the tree and smacked the ground. He grunted as he got up.

"Seriously. When something scares you, fly."

"Oh, did I scare you?" it giggled. "I'm sorry."

Blu looked up and saw a Lear's Macaw, one of the rarest blue macaw in Brazil. At first, he thought it was Jewel, but the macaw had yellow feathers around its eyes and beak. Blu flew back up to the branch and landed next to her.

"It's alright," he chuckled. "It's routine for me."

"So, are you getting breakfast too?"

"Ye…," he cleared his throat. "Yes."

"I haven't seen you around. You are much shorter than the other Lear's Macaws and don't have yellow feathers."

"Oh. I'm not a Lear's Macaw. I'm a Spix's Macaw."

The Lear's Macaw's eyes widened.

"A Spix's Macaw? I heard you guys were extinct."

"Nope. We're still living, though few in numbers."

"Few?"

"I have a mate. She's taking care of our eggs."

"Oh, wow. Congratulations."

"Thanks. By the way, who are you?"

"Oh, silly me. My name's Fides."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Blu."

"So, do you need help with the fruit?"

"I got it."

Blu clipped two off and tried to carry them into the air. He failed. He looked at Fides with a pleading smile.

"Yeah," he simply said.

Fides smiled back and grabbed one mango from Blu. Blu flew off first, and Fides followed. It looks like Blu made a new friend after a rough start.