Chuck rolled his eyes. "Of course when they find something new they experiment on it. Can't they just leave a mystery alone? They don't need to solve it."

"It's okay. All they did was take blood and did a scan of my brain. They didn't find anything unusual though. They couldn't figure out why my feathers melted or how I grew these." Red held up his hands showing C's eyes. "After awhile they gave up. When I turned fifteen they kicked me out and told me to build a house on the beach."

Chuck frowned. "Did they give you supplies and money?"

"They gave me some money but it wasn't going to help build a house. I searched endlessly for a job but most wouldn't hire me because of my looks." Red looked down at himself. "It took me awhile to find a job and I found one. It wasn't great but it helped."

"What job was it?"

"I had to clean the beach every few weeks. It wasn't much but it got me by." Red sighed. "It took me five years to build my house. It was worth it." Why in the world are you telling him all this? I can trust him. Are you sure? Yes.

"It took you five years to build your house? Nobody tried to help you?"

"No. Like I said before it was because of my looks." They made sure he knew it too.

Chuck gently lays his hand on Red's. "There is nothing wrong with the way you look."

Red smiles. "Thank you Chuck. I really needed this."

Red had a great day at his new class. Everyone was real friendly. They treated him like he was a part of their family. We have a family now. Yeah. I wonder how long that will last. Hopefully a long time.

Chuck and Bomb walked behind him talking about their favorite Yoga poses. "I really like 'downward duck'. It just feels natural you know?"

"The one Terrence was doing is my favorite. A good way to relax."

"Hey Red where are we going?" Chuck asked out of nowhere.

Red turned to face him. "We? I was just going home."

Chuck smiled. "There is a new display at the Happiness Museum. Wanna go see it?"

He is asking us to hang out. I could get in trouble. Worse, I could get them in trouble. Just stop worrying for once and have fun. Have fun? I guess I could give it a try. "Sure. I've never been to the museum before."

"You've been missing out." Chuck said shaking his head. "The museum is full of joyful artifacts and love."

Red smiled. "Sounds like my kind of place. Let's go."

The three of them headed off to the museum. "Um guys." Red whispered. "I don't want you two getting in trouble for bringing me here."

Chuck rolled his eyes. "If they don't let us in because of you I will make a scene."

Red blushed. "You don't have to do that for me." This guy really cares about us. Strange. What is so strange about that? We just met him. Oh. What was Chuck playing at? Or did he just befriend people quickly. He acts like a hyper happy-go-lucky guy with an urge to befriend random birds. I guess so.

Chuck looks back at Red. "Red you're my friend. If someone messes with you. They mess with me."

Man this guy is super gay. C! Don't say that! He just cares a lot. Whatever you say. Just don't come freaking out to me when he starts hitting on you. Red rolled his eyes. "C, you can be a real pain in the hand."

Chuck turned around and smiled. "Here we are Red. The Happiness Museum. Where you and your friends can go through the past of this village and… see other cool stuff I guess. Man, usually I have a speech prepared for this."

Red laughs. "At least you tried." He's not doing so well. C don't be rude. What? I'm just stating the obvious.

"Hey Chuck is this the new display?" Bomb asked pointing to a sign with 'new' written on it.

Chuck leaned down and studied the sign. "Hmmm. The new display is about… Contamination." He looked up at Red.

Red's eyes widened so did C's. Why would they make a display on that?

Chuck glared at the sign. "We need to see this display."

Red gulped. Did they have to? We need to see it. "Let's go Chuck."

Bomb frowned. "Guys I will just stay here."

Red and Chuck entered the museum and followed the signs to the new display. What they found was shocking. I was like a timeline of Red's life. Starting from his mis-colored egg and ending with him getting kicked out of the orphanage. "Why would they make this?" He walked to the end and saw the worst painting possible. "Um… Chuck."

Chuck runs over to him. "What's up… oh."

The painting was of the village on fire with the sky dark gray and half melted bodies everywhere. But that wasn't the creepiest part. In the middle of the chaos stood Red with the eyes on his hands glowing brightly.

Chuck looked at Red scared. "Red?"

"I… I'm not a monster." Red whispered. "I would never hurt anybody." He looked below the painting and saw the title and description. "'Contamination' - A perfect illustration of what will happen if we don't purify our village from mutants."

"Mutants my ass!" Chuck yelled. "They want to make every bird the same!"

Red covered his face. "It is all my fault. If I wasn't hatched-"

Chuck grabbed Red's hands and pulled them away. "This is not your fault. This was never your fault."

Red smiled. He is right we need to stand up to that Judge before everything we've ever known gets taken from us. "What can we do Chuck?"

"We have to fight."

AN: This had some feels especially at the painting scene. Poor Red.