So, hello guys! 16 days ago, on August 10, I got back from visiting Alberta and British Columbia. It was fun to see Banff and Jasper National Parks for the first time. Quite beautiful, to be honest. Even got to feel the transit systems of Vancouver (which I finally got to experience again after so long), and Calgary (which is interesting, as the Harry Potter community day was the time I rode on the LRT, and saw Sunnyside Station become Platform 9 ¾ on the Sunday I was there. It was interesting!) This is Chapter 3, in which it continues in the story! So, enjoy The Modernization, guys!

The next day at the class, Justin and Matilda had every bird write a poem and read it out. Bomb was first, and he started to read as follows:

If my name were Bobby,

would you ask about my hobbies?

Or if my name were Judas,

Would you ask me what my mood is?

I laugh, I cry, I love, I hate.

I do so much more than detonate.

Think about it.

"That was beautiful…" Matilda commented, almost tearing up. "You're gonna make my cry…"

"Yeah, that was some real clever symbolism." Red deadpanned.

"Come on. You know it when you only took notice of it." Justin then asked Red. "Say, Red. You got your poem ready?"

"I don't have a poem." Red replied.

"Why not?" Justin asked.

"Because I didn't write one." He answered.

"And is there a reason?"

"Well. You know, I was gonna do it, but then I thought about it, and I realized, 'Oh, this is a huge waste of my time.' So, I didn't do it."

Justin started to get angered about Red not doing the poem, and was almost ready to use Red's Anger Instincts against him with his Sparks power, but Matilda calmed him down, "Deep breath. Deep breath. DEEP BREATH!" Justin then finally managed to calm down. "And, we're back in the now." Justin notices Chuck's hand up. "Chuck! You seemed to have your hand up the entire time."

Chuck ran out, and came back in with a thing under a cover, "My poem, is about a hate crime." He then pulled off the sheet, revealing the dummy, all mangled up, which was the exact same dummy that Justin saw yesterday.

"How did it…?" Matilda gasped…

Red looked at it, and figured the dummy belonged to Chuck. "Uh oh."

Bomb looked in horror. "Oh no…"

While everyone else was in terror, Justin was also surprised over how it just happened, thinking in his head. "Alright. Surely someone had a right mind on capitalism before. But one to destroy it? Man, what crap is THAT all about? I mean, honestly. You try so hard, it's one person to look over the one that started it all. You can't take down capitalism, it'll come back. It WILL come back to bite ya…"

"A lot of sickos out there." Red said, knowing he could be in trouble. "A lot of sickos."

Then Chuck began to recite his poem.

What? Oh, what

did I make you of?
But, wait. Too late.

Now I see your fate.

Some very troubled somebody

destroyed you out of hate.

What could have made him so despise

your happy smile, your laughing eyes.

Your soul was pure.

Your heart was true.

And someone hated that.

But, who?

Chuck took out the red feather stuck inside it, and glared at Red. Red knew he was in trouble as everyone glared at him. Worst one to be glared at was Justin, who was mad, and had activated his Anger Instincts. Red nervously cleared his throat and silently blamed Terence.

But Justin knew that it was Red's feather, because Terence's is darker. And, Justin's anger went so high, it enabled Justin to control Terence, in a way of saying, "You know what to do, bro." Justin used Terence to punch Red hard, hitting against the wall. "Yeah, I deserve that…" He said.

"Billy has passed to a high plane of existence?!" Matilda cried. "Everyone join wings. Let us all say our goodbyes…"

Justin stood up and gathered hands with the others, forming a bond circle around the now-destroyed Billy dummy.

"Yeah. Let me just get in here, I got to say goodbye- "Red was frozen without being in ice, stuck like he's frozen in time. "Okay, okay. You know, I'll just mourn from back here, that's fine."

"You know, if there is one thing Billy always hated, it was goodbyes."

"Hey, what's going on there?" Bomb interrupted as he noticed a commotion going on outside Matilda's hut. Birds were running past, down to the beach. "Hey, where's everybody going?"

"Hurry, something's coming!" Stella shouted.

"Last one to the beach is a rotten egg!" Chuck shouted as he ran off at super speed.

"Let's go!" Bomb chimed in, following the others.

"I guess it's class dismissed!" Justin gets up, also following to where it's all coming from.

When they all finally arrive, Justin spots a steampunk ship coming down to the coast. Then, it hits a rock, changing course, picking up speed, and Red realizes it is aimed towards his house.

"My house! MY HOUSE!" Red ran towards the house, but it was too late as the ship reached shore, and stops just barely even touching the house. Red sighed a breath of relief, until the anchor smashes down on his house. Red was shocked. "WHAT THE?! THAT HOUSE TOOK ME FIVE YEARS TO BUILD!"

"Wow. It's such a shame when you create something and someone just destroys it." Chuck said sarcastically.

"Red. My house was easier said than done, only taking a few months to do all. I sometimes had that same pain." Justin commented.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!" A voice boomed from the ship as the huge door began to open… "We have a very special guest for you. He's a green marine sailing machine. And he's king, to let you know, he's not mean." The gangplank begins to extend… "Put your wings together for… LEONARD!"

Leonard appeared at the top and looked over the crowd. "Thank you very much. Please, hold your applause." The smoke fades to reveal himself. "Greetings, from my world! The world, of the pigs!"

"What's a pig?" Chuck whispered to Justin and Red.

"I, am a pig!" Leonard said, as the gangplank was going down. But the gangplank gets stuck as it went halfway down. "Unbelievable…" Leonard groaned as the other pig behind him tried to fix it, ending up making the gangplank start to bring him back up to the top of the gangplank.

"Ugh. We practiced this a hundred times. Give it to me." Leonard snatches the remote from the other pig's hooves, and smiles again at the birds. "We're gonna come in again." He then proceeds to come down the gangplank and steps off at the bottom. "My name is Leonard, but by friends call me Chuckles." He then provides a gift basket to Bomb. "We mean no harm. We saw your island across the sea and we thought, "I wonder what they're up to?""

"But there's no other place besides here…" Stella says.

"Yes, there is." Leonard replies. "We are from there. We call it, Piggy Island. P-I-GG-Y Island."

"Who else is out there?" Shirley asks.

"My First Officer, Ross and I have sailed everywhere. One brave soul against the sea, and Ross." Leonard continues.

"Ah, excuse me." Red interrupts angrily. "Have you come to smash all of our houses, or just mine?"

Justin pulls Red away from the situation. "No, Red. You don't just do it like that and so. Let's just see what this Leonard here wants…"

"Ho ho! Somebody want a gift basket." Leonard just smiles. "Please, please. Don't be afraid. My partner and I request the honor of your friendship." He turns to Ross, who stands ready. "Ross, show them how we do it."

Ross then proceeds to hug many of the birds. When he came over to Terence, his menacing glare at Ross made him seem to understand that hugs aren't usually that of meeting his new pal.

Judge Peckinpah then calls Justin over, who was surprised he'd get called over from an authority, especially that he was the one that was supposed to be forced into Anger Management class, but of course, Matilda had given the authorization of the overturn of the judgement. So, Justin comes over to him.

"Your Honor. What is it that you request of me?"

"Justin. I received word of Matilda that she gave me the authorization of an overturn. An overturn which will revoke that verdict, making you an actual teacher there. Is that true, Matilda?" Matilda nods, giving the judge a look at Justin. "So, since you didn't seem to cause too much trouble (besides that anger incident which we're trying to help you out on), I decided that I will give you a special authorization of you being my assistant as well."

Now, Justin seemed to be quite surprised over that. "Well, Your Honor. I'll gladly do it."

When Red heard that Justin got the special authorization, he was shocked. He didn't know that being a teacher like that could get him out of trouble! Red started to get jealous, envious over Justin's pure luck.

The judge then whispers to Justin's ear. "Now, I want you to introduce the pigs to the island. You know how?" Justin nods, and then clears his throat, getting Leonard's attention at the gryphon.

"So, Leonard. As you heard from what the judge said, I'm Justin. Although I'm that of mainly being of a bird, I'm one of those special people that has helped throughout the years many countless visitors. I'll be glad to help you guys out on the orientation. With that said, I'll say this now."

Justin then addressed both Leonard and the birds. "Welcome to Bird Island! Welcome to our new friends, the pigs!"

"And a hoof to the wing." Leonard said so as he shook the judge's wing. He even shakes Justin's as well.

"Well then! Seems like we're gonna need a celebration of a ceremony! Where would you like to host it, Leonard?"

"Well, we'll have it at the event area tonight, Justin! Lead the way!" Leonard said so as the other birds clapped and cheered at the historic moment. Red did not join in. Justin then starts to lead the others down to the village, with Leonard and Ross following the crowd. As they head down to the village, Red was the only one left standing there, and he couldn't help but feel that there was something off with the pigs.

Well, at least I finally got to finish the third chapter! Sorry it took so long, I was busy and all. Heck, even that today is the day of the Double One (that is, my sister's 11th birthday), in which I had to come over for a picnic. Oh well! At least now I got to post this here! So, this time around, I'd do a shoutout to a few certain Angry Birds fellows out there. Tonight's special shoutout goes to snowdodger1 on Twitter, whose birthday is tomorrow on August 27. So, give him a good wish for a hopeful birthday! And if you see this, Snow, just so that you know, I'm there with you. Happy birthday, bud. You deserve it.