A/N Hey guys! Thanks so much for reading! I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I'm getting a lot of inspiration from Peter Westbrook's Harnessing Anger. You guys should read it, its super interesting!
Literally what the fuck.
"Um yea… listen here you fuckin… parrot. I just woke up I'm gonna need like 5 minutes hit me up until then. I mean like in the past twelve hours I stole fuckin… bejeweled feathers and 1,000 euros. Actually give me like 15." I yawned and stretched.
The little peacock parrot thing gasped. "Such vulgarities coming from a young lady! You are hardly the essence of what the illustrious Miss Peacock should be! If only you were more like Miss Peacock Agreste! Oh my she was perfect! Wait…. YOU STOLE THE MIRACULOUS?" Pavone seemed furious.
"God chill the fuck out yes I did. As soon as I find that bald dude who wanted these 'miraculouses' or whatever old baldy gets to be miss peacock because you're getting to be a real pain in the ass buddy. Plus isn't a higher heart rate bad for birds?" Checkmate Pavone.
"Nononono. That man wants to take over Paris! Maybe the world! Much to my dismay I am stuck with you, but know this. You are a zero. You are nothing but a turd and you should flush yourself down the toilet. You will never live up to the legacy of Miss Peacock. You are nothing but a filthy street rat." Pavone spat.
I stopped. This feathered motherFUCKER is about to get an ass beating. I just told him I went through a lot and he has the nerve to start fucking with me like that. I grabbed Pavone by his scrawny bird neck and shoved him against the wall.
"You know what? Considering you're stuck with me you should show some fuckin manners! Plus how the hell do you even know all of this? You said you're those bejeweled feathers right? You've been sitting in a dusty ass safe. The fuck outta here! You say you know me but if you did you'd understand what I've been through the past half day. You would have known how much I struggled in the projects, what my mom last screams were, picking out glass shards from your arms. You're nothing but a prissy little bird-brain! I beating the fuck outta you will be easy.." I tightened my grip on his throat.
"Ack Gah! A-woman… should SQUAWK… never say such…. SQUAWK… vulgarities" Pavone gasped and struggled. I have had it up to here with Pavone's bullshit. I threw him on the ground.
"These feathers look like shit I bet they're costume!" I screamed. I lifted my foot over the feathers.
"Wait! NO-" Pavone yelled
Slam! My door opened with the old lady from last night looking very upset in the doorway.
"Why the hell are the two of you so loud?" She barked.
I looked from her to Pavone several times. How the hell did she know that there were two of here?
"We need to talk. Meet me on the first floor in five minutes. Don't be late." And with that she slammed the door. I glared at Pavone and began to get myself ready for this… talk.
