For the clarity, Bia and Frost's age in Winter's summer are (five) and (five to six) respectively.
Chapter 10
The Honey and the Bees
"And if I reach for your wing, for the rest of my life"
The storm outside was already dismissed, but not yet a single drop of the sun's ray succeeded in penetrating the cloud shield in the sky. Frost was wiggling his body to escape the warm cocoon that encased him. "Uhm… Bia, how long I need to stay like this?"
"You need that, Frost." I said. "Your body temperature was critically low."
"But I'm feeling fine already." He stated. "And I'm starting to get really stiff.."
I sighed. "Just wait until Tulio come back, okay?"
He nodded his head. "Okay."
"By the way, where am I? I've never seen this place before."
"This is the aviary in Rio." I replied, "Precisely the treatment room."
He nodded his head. "Uhm… what time is it?"
I peeked at the clock that mounted on the wall, and read the current time. "It's two fifteen."
"Two fifteen?" He asked, surprised. "How long I was out?"
"Almost five hours." I told him. "That's why I'm so scared…"
"You body was still and cold as ice, Tulio even told me that it's going to be a miracle if you survive." I scratched the table.
"Hey, at least I'm here right?" He comforted me.
"You keep risking yourself to me; I don't know how I can ever repay you."
"Now now, Bia." He stated. "I risk my life because I love you; it wasn't something you need to pay. Your love was enough to tell me that you are worth, and I'm ready to do anything for you."
His words never failed to pluck my heartstrings, sending those melodies of love to all of my senses. There was no doubt that his love was pure, and I certainly won't ever hold a hesitation against it anymore.
"Bia." He said.
"Yes, what is it?"
"Could you fetch me some water? My beak is seriously dry."
I smiled at him, "Of course."
I grabbed the mug, lifting it into the air. "Open your beak." He opened his beak, and I slowly poured the transparent liquid into his beak, before placing the mug back into the counter.
He closed his beak and swallowing the colorless-flavorless liquid, sighing blissfully. "That was the best water I've ever drink."
Noises of wing flaps were heard in the distance, signifying the presence of my family. Dad was the first one to arrive, and his tense demeanor quickly faded as he saw Frost on the cocoon talking to me.
"Oh thank stars you okay!" Dad landed next to him, hugging him.
Frost momentarily surprised at Dad's sudden hug, but later became more comfortable with the hug. Carla, Tiago and Mom were following Dad; their face also bore the same relief he experienced.
"You really scaring us!" Blu said. "I don't know how I'm going to tell Luna if you were really gone."
Frost was smiling, but his face also bore something else, a pained expression that he tried to suppress. "I'm sorry… I didn't mean to do that."
"Why on earth did you fly in the rain anyway? More likely a storm like that." Mom asked.
Frost was silent for a few seconds, the ill-look in his face increased, but still small enough to be detectable. "I…uh. Bia was sick, I need to bring her quickly." He closed his eyes; his breathing became ragged a little.
I wasn't the only one noticing something wrong with him. "Frost, are you okay?"
He kept silent, his response delayed. "I'm…"
Dad quickly put his wing over his forehead, his face turned into a frown. "He's burning up."
"I'll get Tulio, you guys stay here." Dad raced out, flying hastily to find Tulio.
His departure was filled the room with deafening silence, save for Frost's occasional noise from his pain. I prayed to the stars, hoping that he would endure the pain; I really wish I could bear his pain, sparing him some of the misery he already got for a day.
His state ached my heart, I was the sole reason he got into this condition, and yet I couldn't do anything to lighten even a slightest of his pain. I walked closer to him, his breath was alarmingly hot, and I know he wouldn't get any comfortable slumber if this kept persisting.
My family shared the concern I possessed. Mom was looking at me with worried looks, which also went for Carla and Tiago. Frost maybe my boyfriend, but he already became a part of our family.
Dad and Tulio's arrival felt like an eternity, although it was really just three minutes. The tall Brazilian ornithologist hastily rushed towards Frost, lifting his cocoon and brought him into the examination room.
Our flight to the said room was filled with concern and dread, but I kept praying for the best and bracing for the worst. Hypothermia was something you shouldn't take lightly. It was indeed a miracle that somehow Frost was alive and kicking after that near-mortality experience. But still, there were a lot of things in post-hypothermia that you should consider.
This fever could be his chance to regain back his full health, or just another attack of those dreading symptoms. I was quite thankful yet hate myself for knowing this. It spared my family the frightening outcome, but gave me a very very terrifying thought.
We finally arrived at the examination room. Tulio turned off every cooling device available there, before putting him on the table. Tiago and Carla was flying next to me, giving me a supportive-family-comfort which I was greatly thankful.
Tulio gently removed him from the encased cocoon; his body was shivering slightly, a trait that hypothermia still existed within his body, not to mention the room's coldness still present. He covered Frost in a blanket, and this time wasn't entirely encasing him, which allowing Tulio to observe his respiratory and heartbeat with his stethoscope.
His face wasn't gave me a slightest comfort about his condition, not to mention Frost's occasional moan from the pain. Tulio then grabbed something from his medicine box, measured it in a spoon before give it to Frost.
His shivers and moans were receding each time passed, before he finally settled into his slumber.
A relief was washed over me when I saw his calmed state, the same applied to my family.
"He is going to be fine." Tulio declared. "I've checked any signs of abnormalities inside his body, and so far, my observation told me there's nothing wrong with them."
Mom and Dad nodded in confirmation. "I gave him a mild dose of pain-reliever so his body could rest; the fever was a restorative one, so there was nothing to worry about." His face then became serious. "However, I'm afraid that he need to stay in the aviary for a while, at least until he recovered."
I fluttered next to him, watching him sleeping soundly. Carla and Tiago followed me. "It's okay sis, he would be fine." Carla reassured me.
"Did you remember how fast he recovered from the fall a few days before?" Tiago told me. "He will be fine, he is a strong macaw."
I looked at them, smiling. "Thanks a lot."
"Anything for my beloved sister." Carla said.
They gave me a hug, this kind of occasion always made thankful that I was born in this family.
Mom and Dad fluttered next to us, showering me with another reassured words. "Don't worry, Bia."
"Now let's go get some lunch." Mom said. "You haven't eaten anything since breakfast."
I looked at Frost sleeping form. "No, Mom."
"I think I'll stay behind, I'm not that hungry."
Dad shot me a worried looks, "No, sweetie. You still need to eat, I don't care the reason."
I kept silent; my eyes were glued completely on Frost. Mom quickly understood my behavior. "I know you worried about him, that you want to take care of him." She continued. "But how you're going to tend him if you get sick too?"
Her words struck deep into my head, true that I need to stay healthy to take care of him. Besides, my belly was actually quite hungry.
I nodded my head. "Okay."
We soared into the sky from the aviary, the distance of our home and the aviary wasn't actually that long, merely eight minutes as the macaws fly. We decided to take Açaí berries as our lunch, the said purple orb was within sight after roughly two minutes flight, and we descended them.
I spotted some of the blue-gold and scarlet macaws in the vicinity, busy with their own activities. Tiago was racing to one of them, a scarlet macaw around his age.
"Hey Rico!" He exclaimed.
The scarlet macaw perked his head, a smile formed in his beak. "Oi amigo!" [Hi there!]
I lost track of their conversation as my mind still focusing on Frost. Dad interrupted my thought by offering me an Açaí berry which I took it; the usual sweet fruit was flavorless.
The concern for my loved one's well-being took my entire concentration and resources. Sure, I already know that this fever wasn't something to worry about, but still my heart was restless as he could suddenly be gone.
The panic sensation I felt when he was still unconscious was still lingering within my soul. The experience of nearly losing him was something I greatly dreaded, and therefore it left me a scar within my heart, and most importantly I was the reason.
I was lost within my thought until I didn't realize how fast I was eating. "Slow down, Bia. You could get another stomachache." Dad told me.
I froze momentarily, reminding myself that my silly stomachache was the reason of everything. I fixed my gaze with Dad, nodding and slowing my eating pace.
But the food tasted stale in my beak as my savory senses somehow disabled at that point, and I lose my appetite. I grabbed three of those berries, before bidding my family a goodbye. "Mom, Dad. I'm going back to the aviary."
"But you barely eat, Bia." Mom concerned.
"I don't have quite the appetite at the moment." I admitted.
"What are those berries for?" Carla asked.
"Oh it's for Frost." I stated. "He hasn't exactly eaten anything since breakfast either. I suppose he would be hungry when he woke up."
"Besides, I don't want him to feel alone." I stared down.
"Wait, you want to stay there?" Mom asked. "But…" Mom's words were cut with a nudge from Dad.
"It's okay Jewel, she is just worried. I don't think there's any danger in the aviary anyway." Dad stated.
"Thanks, Dad." I smiled.
"You're welcome, sweetie." He replied.
I fluttered into the sky and heading straight to the aviary. The building materialized after a while, and my heart was racing to meet him again. I swiftly entered the examination room, but his presence was absent. My eyes scanned the room for him, but to no avail as not a single feather of his spotted. Fortunately, Tulio was there, and I quickly fluttered next to him, squawking loudly.
"Oh hey there, Bia. What's up?"
"Where is Frost?" I asked him, motioning my talon to where Frost recently reside.
The ornithologist was scratching his head for a while, before asking. "You mean your boyfriend?"
I nodded my head. "He is in the treatment room. The air was too chilly for him here so I moved him there."
I let out a gratitude squawk. "Thank you."
"Anytime, Bia."
I exited the room and rushed to the said room where he was residing; my eyes finally spot his sleeping form on the cage.
The cages here weren't something they used to locked-up birds, but rather for ensuring they got a resting place while they were injured. I unbolted the cage lock, setting up the Açaí berries next to me, before scanned his sleeping body.
He was snoozing peacefully, the shivering was already gone and his body wasn't as hot as someone that usually got a fever – while I do admit that his body was still quite warm – at least, that's the sign that he was indeed recovering; the realization sent me a huge wave of relief in my heart, knowing that he wouldn't leave me.
Boredom was soon filled my soul, I was regretting myself to not bring my book over. I was seriously tempted to fly back home, grab a book and returned here. But my heart somehow didn't allow me to do such act, afraid that the moment I flew away, he woke up and finding himself alone.
I inspected the room, hoping to spot something I could use as the distraction from the deafening silence that filled the room. The aviary wasn't as crowded as before, somehow the injured birds were decreasing than the one I recalled in the past.
I spotted some other birds resting or just looking at the window outside. I was coaxed to take a little chat with them, but later decided against it for some reason: it would be rude to interrupt their rest or simply, I didn't know who they were.
Frost was stirring a bit, his beak clasped softly as he returned back into his slumber. My beak formed a smile at his act; he was really cute when he slept. My mind later flashed the memory of our first meeting, the day when he saved me from a jaguar – well, maybe not saving me literally, but still, he was carrying me back all the way into the village while I'm unconscious.
I always wondered what kind of fate that dragged us together, but I cast that aside; It didn't matter anymore right now, what was matter that he was here with me.
Frost awaked some time later; he was requesting me with some water. I told him to eat some of the berries I brought to him which he accepted, although that he couldn't stuff more than one.
He flashed a smile, thanking me for my nursing towards him, before he returned into the restorative sleep he needed. I was disappointed that he didn't take more time with me to chat, but later understood that he needed that to back at his prime.
Carla was appeared soon after, she fluttered to my cage, her talon was – as usual – gripped her iPod and a book. "Hello there, Bia."
"Oh, hello, sis." I replied her. "What are you doing here?"
"I brought you a book to read on, while I didn't know if you had read this book." She rolled her eyes. "You should have arranged them like the one you have read and the one you haven't."
I stifled a giggle, taking the book within my talon. "Well, maybe next time, I'll do that."
"Anytime, Bia. And oh! I thought you can borrow this if you want to." She gave me her iPod. "I think when you get bored with that book – which I don't think you will – you probably want to listen for some music." She quipped. "But please don't break it."
I was surprised with her offer; her iPod was probably her most valuable possession she had and yet she trusted me with it. My beak formed a smile, hugged her. "Thanks a lot, sis."
She embraced back, "Like I've said before, anything for my beloved sister."
"How is he?" She inquired.
"Oh, he already woke up earlier; I already gave him some food. Hopefully he would recover soon." I stated.
"He will, Bia." She assured me. "Okay, I need to get going. Mom and Dad are having a clean-up today. You are lucky being able to hide here." She chuckled. "See ya!"
"See you later, sis." I replied softly.
I lifted the book Carla was brought to me, and true to her words, it was the one I had read – multiple times. So instead I lifted Carla's iPod, skimming through the list of music available in her playlist.
I remembered the song in Carla's iPod that I really liked, The honey and the Bees. In my opinion, the song was very romantic, and always enchanted me with its lyrics. True that I wasn't as fond with music as Carla, but that didn't mean I didn't enjoy some.
I finally spotted the said song, pulled the earphones into my ears and let those catchy tunes manifested in my ears. The soft acoustic instrument was introduced in the first verse, blended with the singer's voice seamlessly; the singer's voice was very amazing. The chorus was hit soon after, my favorite part of the song. The lyrics were incredibly romantic, allowing my beak to possess a smile for the rest of the song.
The thumping beat of the song was fuses completely with the singer's voices, the acoustic part, the melody; I couldn't hold up any longer and started to singing along.
"Who knew the other side could be so green."
"We are honey and the bees."
I sang along all the lyrics with perfect synchronization, unaware that Frost was already woke up and heard me sing. I continued the rest of the song, smiling as the last lyrics come into action, before the song faded completely; I opened my eyes and saw Frost's grinning face.
I was suddenly felt hot inside my body. "You… um… when you were awake?"
"Not that late to miss your beautiful voice." He smiled. "That was very cute."
I was blushing red, singing had always been my guilty pleasures, something I wasn't quite like it when someone caught me singing, and certainly not Frost.
"You seem very uncomfortable" He asked, his voice rasped a little which he eliminated it with a cough. "What's wrong?"
"Uhm… you know… I'm… uh." I stammered, looking for words.
"Hey, there's nothing to shy about. I was sincere when I said it was cute."
I lifted my head, leveling my gaze towards him, "Really?"
"Really! Got to admit that it wasn't as good as Carla's." He stated. "But still your voice is very good."
I blushed with his compliment. "Thanks..."
"Maybe you should sing some more, it would gave me a power of healing." He joked, but then urged me.
"Oh… I don't…."
He smiled at me. "How about I join in? Maybe you wouldn't feel so bad singing alone."
"With your current voice?" I quipped, pointing at his raspy voice. "It's got to be a rock song to fit that voice of yours." I giggled.
"Thank you for your compliment." He said sarcastically, yet joined my giggle. "Come on!"
I replayed the song I was listening before, placing one of the earphones to Frost, and start the music.
"You sing the first verse…"
The sun was sinking into his resting place, slowly tinting the sky with multi-colored tint of twilight. Frost condition was already improving, although he wasn't yet able to lift himself from his bed. Tulio was generous to left us a few diced pineapples for dinner, before he himself returned home.
I lifted one piece of the pineapple, giving it to Frost beak. His face was filled with delight as the pineapple slide down into his throat, activating his savory senses with its flavorful taste.
"Hmm… that was nice! What is it?" He asked me, I grabbed one for myself before picking another piece and placed it into his beak.
"Pineapple." I said. "You never ate one?"
"No, but it was very delicious." He said, crushing the sweet-sour-ish fruit in his beak.
"Then I guess you got a bonus today." I said, giving him two more pieces which he accepted it gleefully.
"Thanks a lot, Bia." He said. "Thanks for spending your time with me here."
"For you, it is my duty. Besides, you saved me earlier today, I'm just paying back."
"You sure you want to stay here tonight. There's nothing you can do anyway, you can go home if you want." He told me.
I shook my head. "I'll be here until you wake your lazy butt." I joked. "It can get really cold at night sometimes, and you need some medical attention for that."
"Sure healer Bia, sure." He rolled his eyes playfully.
Twilight finally dispersed and replaced with the usual black skies, adorned with the self-illuminating star and their companion, the moon. We were chatting about the recent event, sometimes telling jokes to one another, before he finally gave up and return to his slumber. I wasn't really that tired just yet, so I took the book Carla gave me and read a while.
My study wasn't last that long as drowsiness finally got me within its grasp. Its spell was something really hard to fight, within minutes, I already closed my eyes and dwelling into my dreamscape.
My fantasy manifested, revealing a scene when Frost and I were sitting together and enjoyed the beauty of the night sky. The serene atmosphere was engulfing us tightly, only each other was the comfort within silence.
The attendance of the heated sunbeam that slowly crept over my body snapped me out of my fantasy realm, returning me into the real world. My eyes were filled with the familiar fuzziness from the sleep, I rub it with my wings until it regain its proper focus, alerting the absence of Frost from his nest.
My eyes scrutinized the room for his presence, but he wasn't nowhere within sight. Panic started to manifest inside my brain, as it started to create the worst case scenario for the reason of its absence.
But that feeling was short-lived the moment Frost entered the room, with two mangos on his talon. "Morning, Bia."
I rushed over him. "Can you stop scaring me like that?"
He tilted his head in confusion."What do you mean?"
"Nothing…" I replied, hugging him. "You didn't wake me up?"
"Who can? You sleep so peacefully." He said.
"Have you felt better?"
"Never been better." He replied, offering me one of the mangos.
"Thank you." I said.
"Try to eat slower this time." He quipped. "You don't want to get another stomachache when we search for that flower garden of yours."
My eyes were widened. "You really want to return there?"
"You make it so beautiful in my mind, probably we should try to find it; besides, no clouds no squall shall hinder us." He then added, "If Tulio allowed me of course."
"Where did you learn to talk that kind of poetic?" I chuckled. "It clashes completely with you."
"At least I'm trying." He grinned.
We finished our breakfast roughly around ten minutes, excluding the time gap for the breakfast to be properly digested. Tulio arrived soon after, walking towards us, "Morning you two!" He greeted.
We squawking cheerfully, returning his greeting.
He smiled. "Now… Frost, I need you for final examination, to ensure that you have recovered completely."
He nodded before hopping to his shoulder, perching there. I grabbed Carla's iPod and my book, following them.
Tulio brought us to the examination room; he placed Frost on the "patient" table, grabbing his stethoscope and thermometer. He pressed the metal surface onto his body, listening to his inner limb condition, before putting the thermometer into his beak.
He scribbled his findings on the clipboard, removing the thermometer from Frost's beak and read the current temperature. The ornithologist was checking all the final details about his condition.
"I think you have returned back into health, Frost. Not fully, but still you can go home right now." He concluded. "However, I'm afraid you should avoid contact with freezing temperature at the moment."
"But that isn't something you should worry a lot, while Rio sure have some fierce storms, mostly, it is as sunny as today." He added. "It's summer anyway."
Frost nodded his head, cawed jovially.
"Okay, you both can return to your home. I suppose Blu and Jewel missed you already."
We nodded our head, squawking or gratitude and farewell for him, before heading into the front door and flew outside.
Frost was right, the sky was crystal blue, and not a single cloud was spotted. The sight was a total opposite of yesterday, the glorious ray of sun basking the land and inhabitant below, a perfect day to be spent outside.
The warm sight of my treetop abode finally materialized after about ten minutes flight. Mom and Carla were the first sight that caught my eyes when we arrived at the platform. Our arrival soon greeted with kisses and hug – excluding Frost, obviously – and some "Good Morning" from them.
I handed Carla her iPod. "Thanks sis."
She grabbed her iPod. "You're welcome."
"Oh right, speaking of. Where are Dad and Tiago?" I asked them.
"They were going to the market; Tiago was planning something for the carnival." Mom replied.
"Oh my, what kind of mayhem he will cause this time?" Carla wiped her face with her wing – facewing, if you don't mind the pun.
We laughed at Carla's statement. "Have you both got breakfast?"
"Oh we have." Frost answered.
The recent conversation was coming through my mind. Uhm… Frost, do you want to go now or later?"
"Go whe…oh right! I guess we can start now if you want to." He replied.
I nodded my head. "Mom, Frost and I want to go to the Sugarloaf Mountain."
"But you just arrived here." Mom replied. "I guess you both can go, but please do return for lunch."
"Okay, Mom." I nodded. "Come on, Frost."
"Whoa there, slow down a bit. I have some business to be taken care of." He disappeared into the bushes and returned soon after. "Okay let's go."
We bid Mom and Carla a goodbye as we soared into the Rio skyline, the warm breeze was ruffling my plumage as we ascended higher into the sky, gliding to the Sugarloaf Mountain.
"Hey Frost, do you remember the owl we met yesterday?" I asked him. "Maybe we could pay him a visit."
"Jameson?" He clarified. "Sure, if you can spot him."
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing."
The rest of the flight was filled with silence, but what lacked in my ears was paid on what in my eyes. The scenery was awfully beautiful today; the sun's ray was golden, unfiltered by the usual patch of clouds. While technically the day almost reached its peak, the heat wasn't as severe as usual; I supposed the condensed air yesterday was the reason of the mild temperature.
The contoured green mat stroked into a detailed texture of leaves and trees as we descended from the sky, the once tiny treed oversized my presence easily.
Frost was perched on one of the branched, eyes critical to spot any danger that lurked such as snakes or predatory birds, before allowing himself to scan the surrounding for the flower garden.
Sugarloaf Mountain was massive, it was almost impossible for two tiny birds to find it, it wasn't like finding a needle within a pile of pebbles, but more likely finding a pebble in a pile of pebbles.
Our search for the last – my estimation – fifteen minutes was fruitless, not a single clue of its existences motivated me or him to continue the search any further. The attendances of humans in the site allowed me to think that the garden probably already long gone. I was around two when I saw them, and three years later, who knew what happened to them.
Disappointment finally present in my soul as the sun already high in the sky, not to mention our grumbling belly reminded us that lunch was nearing. My beak formed a frown with my failure.
"What's wrong with that look?" He asked me, sensing my distressing looks.
"I'm just…" I sighed. "You know, disappointed."
We landed on a branch; he enveloped his right wing towards me. "We will find it one day."
I spoke no other words, enjoying his affectionate act. "Okay, let's get you home, your Mom request was something I hate to break on."
I giggled. "Don't worry; she won't claw your eyes out for it."
"That's… comforting, thank you." He said sarcastically.
We soared into the sky once more, leaving the mountain behind us. My disappointment was dissipating thanks to him, allowing me to forget the gloomy feelings I possessed before.
For the second time, my home materialized from the distance, revealing my entire family on the platform. The existences of star fruits were telling me that our lunch would be a superb one, my favorite fruit among the others.
"Finally! I almost starved to death just waiting for you both." Tiago exclaimed, casting something from his talon aside.
I rolled my eyes, "Never changed a bit, Tiago." I stated, which welcomed with a burst of laugh from the others.
I picked one of those yellow fruits and stuffed it into my beak, savoring every bit of those sweet juicy meals, before swallowing them with a satisfying gulp. The fruits were disappeared within minutes, leaving not a sole survivor that marked their existences before – except for me, which I ditched the core into the ground.
We were relaxing a bit, letting our digestive system did its work properly. The air was still nice, not too heated and not too cold, something that quite rare for a city like Rio.
Frost then walked towards Dad, chatting about something. Dad then nodded, his beak possessed a smile; he grabbed his fanny pack and mounted it on his belly, motioning Frost to come with him.
I was quite puzzled with their act, but the thought snapped by Tiago before it was fully manifested. He was wearing a mask that resembled a harpy eagle's face; his beak formed a wicked grin. "Rwarrr."
I fixed my gaze towards him for a few seconds, trying to look unamused, but failed altogether.
"I don't think eagles said 'Rwarrr' Tiago." I chuckled, later evolved into a laugh.
He shared the laugh I was having. "Really? How's an eagle voice then."
I cleared my throat and mimicking the eagle's famous squawk – although it was a pathetic attempt – but still it was better than a 'Rwarrr' Tiago used before.
Tiago was amazed with my performance. "How did you do that?"
"It's easy." I said proudly. "First, you need to…."
I was reading my book when Carla suddenly appeared on my room entrance. "Hey, Bia. We are going to the club today, come on."
I nodded my head, putting the book I was reading earlier aside and follow her. My eyes caught the presence of Tiago, Mom and Carla, but not Frost and Dad.
"Where are Frost and Dad?" I inquired. "Haven't yet return?"
"They already in the club." Carla said. "Come on, let's go."
We flapped our wings and heading straight to the metropolitan city below. The market where the club was located finally within sight, the bustling activities seemed never ceased from this place.
We jogged into the club, opening the curtain of the entrance, revealing birds of multiple species dancing and talking. The rhythm from the beat was intoxicating; something that would certainly drag you into a dance.
In the midst of color from the dancing birds, I spotted Dad and Frost talking to Uncle Nico and Pedro. We hopped towards them, joining the conversation. "Okay, the moment…"
"Hello there guys!" I greeted them, echoing by my siblings.
"Hey look! They're here. Perhaps we can start right away?" Nico asked, his beak formed a smirk.
Frost face was filled with anxiety, the same one I saw when he tried to tell me his feeling in the past.
"These birds are going to be super crazy when they heard we get a duet this time." Pedro remarked. "You guys ready?"
I furrowed my eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
Uncle Nico was already in the air, announcing the next performance. "Okay everyone listen up! We got a very special occasion today! We got new singers! Yes that's right singers! Please welcome Frost and Bia."
What? WHAT?!
My heart was thumping very fast, the vigorous clapping were drowned by the sound of it alone.
I quickly turned my head towards Carla, demanding some explanation.
She sensed my glare, responded. "What? It wasn't my idea." She stated. "It was him." She pointed Frost.
I turned my head towards him, glaring dagger. "What is this?"
"Oh come on, Bia! I like you voice and so they will."
"That's not what I meant, I don't know the song… and I do…"
He silenced me with his wing. "Don't worry; it is your favorite song. The honey and the Bees."
I was still surprised, but with the cheering from my parents and other birds, I sighed. "Okay, just this time."
He smiled and grabbed my wing, walking to the stage. "Okay play it."
The music started, filled the room with its acoustic opening. Frost prepared his voice and entered the first verse.
"Don't remind me, that some days I'm a windshield…."
His voice was no match with the original artist that sang the song, but still his voice was decent; slowly, I let the tense in my body out, losing myself into the song.
The second verse was come into, one that include my lyrics. I prepared my voice as he sang it.
"…are my best friend but boy I need a hug."
"Boy I need a hug" I echoed, just like the song
He looked at me, smiling. "Cause my heart stop without you, there's something about you that makes me feel alive."
The chorus finally came in; Frost released all his voice as he drowned into the enchanted melody and lyrics.
We sang the lyrics with perfect synchronization, let out our heart do the feelings that planted into the song. My body was filled with fuzzy feelings, something that really warm inside me.
The third verse was my part; I sang them with my eyes closed, afraid of the crowd. The crowd were cheering vigorously as my voice entered the air, sending a wave of thundering applause into my ears. I opened my eyes as I continued to sing, seeing my family smiling at me.
Frost was also smiling to me, his looks encourage me to sing more and more, letting the melodies of this romantic song touched my heart, the words merely something I was recalled, but more likely what I wanted to tell him from the deepest place of my heart.
"…I didn't look I didn't even try. Still my heart stop without you, there's something about you that makes me feel alive."
The chorus roaring once more, the duet of both of us was something really surreal. I didn't mind the crowd anymore; my eyes were only for him.
"Backyard of butterflies…surrounded me."
"I fell in love with you… like bees to honey." I sang.
"So let's up and leave the weeping to the willow tree."
"And pour our tears to the sea…"
He hit the interlude part with his might, the hardest part in the song, and he kinda nailed it – sorta.
"That I knew… I'd always love you." He touched his beak with mine.
"Oh, I'll always love you too…" I replied, smiling.
The crowd cheered loudly with our affectionate act, some were 'awwed'.
The final part of the song was nearing, the last thirds chorus. I sang along my remaining part, happy that this was turned out good; maybe because I wasn't singing along, but with him.
"And if I reached for your hand for the rest of my life." he sang, holding my wing.
I closed my eyes and sang the last part. "Who knew the other side could be so green."
The crowd cheered loudly, the applauding was thundering like a raging volcano. I bowed humbly, but my wing still held tightly by Frost.
I turned my head and my eyes grow wide. He was kneeling, holding my wing; his beak possessed a nervous smile.
"Bia, I know for the last few days we've been through so much." He started, my heart were beating faster. "And I love you and I want to be with you."
"I want to reach your wing for the rest of my life." He stated. "Will you reach my wing for the rest of your life?"
I was seriously shocked, my heart filled with mash-up of feelings, and my eyes started to release its liquid.
I stammered, confused. He was looking at me with nervously.
"I… I… Yes! yes! I do!" I finally got my words, crying of happiness.
He lifted his talon, revealing a simple bracelet. "May I?"
I lifted my talon; he placed that bracelet in my left ankle. Before standing back and smiled the broadest.
Mom and Dad were nuzzling closely, their face radiated happiness for me, even Carla and Tiago was grinning.
The crowds were cheered once again, but my eyes were only set for him.
I quickly wrapped my wings around his neck and kissing him passionately, concluding only when our lungs craving for oxygen.
He embraced my kiss, letting our entire love manifest outside, and bonded the two hearts together, forever.
I was happy, never been so happy. It is true that I want to spend my life with him.
Because we are honey and the bees, inseparable.
A/N: ...
this is how I'm going to propose to my girlfriend one day (even though I'm still single... gah!)
Song by Owl City - the honey and the bees.
Clarification regarding this chapter: okay, I want to avoid miss-understatement. Frost and Bia aren't going to get "married" soon; They are currently at fiancé status. I have done some research before posting this chapter and the fact is: Spix's macaws reach maturity at the age of 7. So I don't think that Bia and Frost were that young. I also believe Eduardo was around 10 - 12 when he got Jewel. Come to think of it, Eduardo would be so OLD for a bird if he got Jewel around 15 (which by my calculation was around 34 years old, that's very old for a Bird, then how old the substitute in the pit of doom? Remember that they are birds not human - in this age's case)
My opinion about Blu and Jewel's age is because they were presumed as the last species in the first movie (last male and female) this strengthen the point that Jewel or Blu can't mate as they didn't have any counterpart until they met each other.
a little spoiler that Frost and Bia aren't mates until the age of 9 and having chicks at the age of 12 (The next sequel will explain this a lot. Please Stand By.)
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