Sneaky Sparrows

"They're back!" Frankenstein shouted, rushing past his Master with a panicked look on his face. "Pardon me sir!" he apologized as he sped down the halls at full speed.

Raizel watched with a raised eyebrow before turning back to gazing out the window. He closed his eyes briefly, aware that Frankenstein was already battle ready for the invaders outside. A small smile graced his lips. If anyone could deal with the bothersome invaders, it was Frankenstein.

Keeping them away was a problem.

Meanwhile, Frankenstein hurriedly ran, his long legs carrying him far. Within moments, he was outside, the warm sun shining down on him.

But he did not notice the beautiful weather, nor the peaceful scenery that was spread out before him. He didn't even notice how the birds were chirping at him, protesting at the sudden disturbance.

His blue eyes narrowed as his gaze locked in on the small, wooden contraption. His own creation, the very reason for making such a small building, was being threatened.

"GET BACK!" he shouted, waving his arms around as he rushed forward.

The small birds that were fluttering around near the bird house flew away, their startled chirps filling the air.

"Out, out!" Frankenstein ordered, marching forward. He opened the small bird house, scowling at the twigs he saw in the house. With a grumble, he reached in and sweeped the twigs out, scattering them on the ground.

He glared up at the trees where the sparrows were no doubt hiding. "There are other birdhouses for you over there," he jerked a thumb in the direction of the nearby houses. "This is for the bluebirds." He shut the birdhouse firmly. "Don't be selfish." With one final glare, he turned on his heel and went back inside.

Of course, that did not stop the persistent sparrows.

"Frankenstein," Raizel stated as he calmly sipped his tea by the window. "The sparrows seem to like your house." He paused. "And your aura is frightening."

Frankenstein grimaced, turning his fierce glare away from the window. "Those houses are for the bluebirds. Forgive me if I say so, but we see so many sparrows, and very little bluebirds. At this rate, they will drive out the bluebirds!" He paused in his rant, considering a sudden idea that had just occurred to him. "Wait," he exclaimed. "Spiders!"

Raizel blinked. "Spiders?" he echoed.

Frankenstein nodded. "Sparrows take great care to avoid spider webbing. If I can figure out how to…" he trailed off thoughtfully before he gasped. "I know just what to do!" He bowed quickly. "Permission to rescue the bluebirds from their pesky neighbors?" he asked.

His Master blinked slowly before nodding. "Granted."

That was how Frankenstein found himself outside in front of the bluebird houses. He gently nailed in the small nails before wrapping them in twine near the entrance. Hopefully the sparrows would mistake it for spider webbing and leave the bluebird houses alone.

With a satisfied nod, he smirked at his new creation. Stepping back, he placed his hands on his hips. Running his hands through his hair, he sighed. If anything would keep those sparrows out, it would be that twine.

His thoughts were dashed when he heard the persistent chirping. With a glare, Frankenstein pinpointed his gaze on the many sparrows gathered on the trees.

"You have no right to be angry with me," he scolded. "The bluebirds bring my Master just as much joy as you all do!"

The sparrows continued to chirp. As the noise increased, the number of sparrows began to grow.

It was then that Frankenstein became increasingly aware of just how many birds there were, and how he was now outnumbered.

His hands twitched before curling into fists as he stared down at the defiant sparrows. But they kept chirping at him, adding to their numbers.

He was being challenged, and he knew it. But he could bring no harm to them, as it would be pointless to fight against a flock of birds.

And he couldn't even use Dark Spear on them. Dang it...

Besides, he reminded himself. The Master enjoyed the sparrows too. He could not harm them, no matter what.

But, he best get out before the birds decided to attack him...would they even try to attack him? He'd rather not risk it.

But Frankenstein left the battlefield...err...the garden...with satisfaction knowing that he had bested the sparrows with his twine.

However, the sparrows proved to be resilient in their invasion.

Frankenstein flinched as he gazed out the window, watching as the bluebirds were driven off once more by the sparrows. He glanced away, only to see his Master staring at him, waiting.

Frankenstein's eyes widened when he realized that he was still holding the teapot. He bowed hastily. "I apologize, Master," he said swiftly, pouring the tea.

"You are lost in thought," Raizel commented as he picked up his teapot, taking a small sip.

Frankenstein grimaced. "Yes, Master. A lot has been on my mind lately."

Raizel hummed. "The sparrows?" he questioned.

Frankenstein sighed. "Yes, the sparrows."

Raizel sighed, sipping his tea calmly.

"The twine did not seem to stop the sparrows at all," Frankenstein continued. "And I am running out of options at the moment. The sparrows are the same size as the bluebirds, so making the entrance to the house smaller would not work." He straightened up. "But don't worry Master! I shall protect those bluebirds."

Raizel hummed thoughtfully. However, the Noblesse eyed his servant, his eyes widening slightly at the sight of Frankenstein at this very moment.

There, the blonde human stood, carrying a bunch of twine in his hands. A hammer and a bag of nails were in his hands. A determined glint shone in his eyes that caused even Raizel to remain warry.

"Frankenstein…" Raizel started. He trailed off, eyeing everything that the human held.

"As I said, Master," Frankenstein said, grinning. "I will protect the bluebirds. If it is a war these sparrows want, it is a war they shall get!"

Raizel did not respond as he watched his servant determinedly exit the room. Once Frankenstein put his mind to something, there was no stopping him. Those sparrows did not know who they were up against.

A/N: Thank you for Krysten Lee Wheeler for giving me a small idea to include a cat in this story ;) Any further suggestions would be much appreciated.