So I'll try something new. This is a format I wrote back in the earlier years of school. Well, college to be exact. This is a guaranteed fact. Okay, so I gave you an intro on what the story format will be. It takes place before "The New Kid" so you can use this setting as a reference key.

Today was a special day for a blue male bird. It was his birthday as his family had heard. Blu was the name for this special bird. He was an adult male macaw that could be described as a nerd. His evening was greeted by a large feast of fruits he favored. By looking at a delightful feast, he couldn't wait to savor. He looked over at his mate who brought him the fruitful spread. Her name was Jewel, a female blue-eyed Spix's Macaw who she was grateful for Blu, because otherwise, she would be dead. It was not only the reason why she became his, for she had wanted to be with him before her life was in danger, but she affirmed her love with one powerful kiss. Then soon, they bore three chicks, who all sat on the opposite side of the feast, for once starting the day without hearing their mother's tics.

"Happy birthday, Dear," Jewel said with a kiss on his cheek. "A dinner to feast upon for my manly geek."

Blu blushed, knowing that she was teasing. Hopefully later tonight, there'll be some pleasing.

Blu smiled and said with a delight, "Thank you, my precious Jewel. This meal is just a wonderful sight."

"I knew you would like it, but before we eat, the kids like to give you a treat."

Jewel looked over at the chicks and firmly nodded her head. Jalin and Elena got up all content, but Leoncio stood up with a bored dread. Jalin, the eldest son with dark blue feathers and amber eyes, went to one end of the den, to get his father the gift he had made and signed his name on with a ball point pen. He hurried ran back to Blu with a wrapped present. Blu looked at the gift and saw that the box was made for a pendant. Jalin gave the box to his father, and they exchanged gratefulness by a smile to each other.

"I wonder what it could be," he said with a glee. "I guess I'll just open it to see."

Blu unwrapped the gift by opening the cardboard box, and to his surprise, it was an image of the Death Star that was made by non-glittering glue on a precious rock. It was a sight to behold, a craftsmanship's work, but it seems using it as a decoration was its only perk.

"This is nice, Jalin."

"Yeah. I made it myself. Turn it around. It's a mirror to look at yourself."

Blu turned it around to see and grinned at the sight of his reflection.

"This is great. Now, I don't need to fly miles away from home. I can just stay home, before I go out, to better see my already winning complexion."

"Um…let's go with that," Jalin said swiftly. "That way, you can finish getting ready when you go out with Mama more quickly."

Blu looked at his son and shook his head.

"But I don't take forever. Your mother does take a long time."

Jewel narrowed her eyes in annoyance.

"I know, but sometimes when you wake up, your looks can be defined as a crime."

Jewel, Elena, and Leonci laughed as Blu grumbled. Blu faced her daughter.

"Elena, what do you have for Papa, before your brother accidentally tumbles?"

Elna had the gift in wings. It was an unwrapped picture of all things. Elena presented the picture to his papa, and he took it with cheer.

"What is it, my little dear?"

What Blu looked at to his sight was a picture made of macaroni, glitter glue, and marker used as decorations on a paper of white. He tried to look at the picture and tried to figure it out. He finally did, concluding the big macaroni macaw in the middle was him without a doubt. He wore a cape and a red Zorro mask, but for the other images, he had to ask.

"Elena," he said, showing her the sketch, "what is that thing on my head? What is this etch?"

Elena looked at the picture and answered with smiling eyes, "Oh, it's the antenna that you are controlled by."

"Controlled?" wondered Blu in dismay. "Elena, do you think of me that way?"

"No, Papa, you're my star of hope, but Mams tells you mostly what to do, so she's the one pulling your rope."

Blu wing-palmed his forehead and looked at his wife.

"Jewel, please don't control my life."

Jewel half-closed her eyes and rebuked. Just a simple cold stare gave Blu quite a spook. He smiled with fear in his eyes and looked over at Elena who, in this family, was the smallest in size.

"Thank you Elena," Blu said to be polite. "This picture will be hug in the den by tonight."

Curious, Elena asked, "Why don't you hang it now?"

Blu quickly answered, "Uh...so we can quickly finish so we can finally chow."

Elena smiled and content and went back to sit down. There was a pause soon, and no one uttered a small noun. Leoncio soon felt uncomfortable and looked up from the wooden floor. He instantly saw the stares from the other four. Blu opened his beak, and his words began.

"Well, son, do you have something to give to your old man?"

Leoncio scratched his head and stood to his feet. He walked around to Blu and to Blu's surprise, it was something sweet. A blackberry was presented to Blu, to which Blu only had the privilege in his lifetime to eat a few. He smiled and accepted the gift, but then Jalin spoke up with a stern voice.

"You just got that from the pile and don't try to parry."

Confused, Leoncio faced his brother and answered with confusion, "What does that even mean?"

"Well-"

"Stop," demanded Blu and then faced Leoncio. "I do not what a fight to be seen."

"And what's with all the talking? It sounds like a Dr. Seuss's knockoff that is somewhat mocking… Crap, I'm doing it."

"Leoncio!" snapped Jewel. "What did I tell you about cussing? I don't want to spend my time discussing. It's your father's birthday today, so please don't act so gray."

Leoncio was about to boot but he figured not. He didn't want to cause another losing dispute. He looked at his father, who was looking at the berry. Blu then gave a look that wasn't very cherry. Blu set the fruit down and looked at his son.

"It seems your hunger had begun."

Blu turned the fruit to show the youngest chick that he had eaten some of the fruit, on which his action would classify him as a dick. He corked a nervous grin and looked back at with puppy eyes, hoping that Blu would quickly dismiss his present's demise. Blu shook his head and just sighed.

"Oh, Leoncio, Why do you have to be filled with pride?"

"Pride?" wondered Leoncio. "I don't have any sign of pride. Why do you say that?"

"Leoncio, you didn't have a gift to give. That's okay, I guess, but you don't have to try to present a gift that hopefully sieves."

Leoncio half-closed his eyes.

"I really hope someone has a dictionary so they could look up their meanings to not get confused on the context and wording."

Blu looked away from Leoncio and looked at the rest. He smiled and thanked his family for the best.

"Thank you everyone for your love and presents. Now, we can eat our nutritional contents."

"Really?" wondered Leoncio. "You have to describe food as nutritional contents?"

Leoncio went back to his brother and sister and sat in-between them. He soon reached for a small watermelon-like fruit which had its stem. He soon felt the stares from side-to-side. He felt very nervous and ashamed inside. He knew what it was, and Jalin soon spoke.

"Leonico, your so-called present kind of croaked."

"It wasn't a frog," said Leoncio in defense.

"No," started Elena. "he's saying it suck."

Leoncio turned to face Elena.

"At least you're not rhyming," Leoncio said in relief, "but Papa likes blackberries, so it couldn't have sucked."

"But it was from a tree that any old bird could have easily plucked."

Leoncio groaned in annoyance as his sister joined in. But then he thought, rubbing his chin. He came up with an idea as stars were in his eyes and said with a grin.

"That was only part one of Papa's gift from him."

Elena and Jalin faced each other and shook their heads. How could he bring a gift when it was soon time for bed?