Chapter 2 'A Day Like Any Other'

Hi peeps, it's me, incorrectly spelt Professor here, who has ass spiders, back at it with the irony and Bluey chapter 2.

I know I said I won't update it for a while, but I changed that so I can do the chapters before Bluey goes/arrives in Rio. So, if there is a sudden increase in quality after chapter 4 or something, then that's because I returned to continue this. I'll do the first 4 chapters of this, then I'll finish Little Blue Orphan, One-Winged Angel and Wish You Were Here. After that its Bluey time.

Now, due to the fact this was originally thought of as a movie, this scene has remained for most of the time I've had the idea for Bluey. Apart from quips here and there, every song is either mine or from the film. Yes, I can write songs' lyrics, but not the music/instruments. I hope I can learn to though, so that way I could become a musical artist or something.

I apologise for the wait for One-Winged Angel, Little Blue Orphan and Wish You Were Here, I promise the first few chapters of this will go by quickly, and I'll devote 100% of my effort to Little Blue Orphan. Once I finish that it'll be me juggling between One-Winged Angel and Wish You Were Here. Since school is back, I'll have less time to write, so expect more waiting.

Anyways, enough talking, even though I'm not actually talking, and I am instead typing down words that you will read, let's get on with it! Enjoy or suffer.

25/07/2020


It was 15 years since the day Bluey and Martin met, and today was like any other. Moose Lake may be a comically cold place (for reference, its lowest temperature Moose Lake ever recorded (-47.2°C) was 2 degrees colder than the capital of Baffin Island, which is pretty much in the arctic circle.) but it's a nice, quaint little town. Home to 2,750 people and one Spix's macaw.

Martin had grown up into a tall and moderately handsome man, however his personality was still introverted and he preferred to stay indoors with Bluey, and read books, listen to music or any other activity. He sported normal lengthed dark brown hair, with tawny brown eyes and mild freckle coverage. He stood 188cm tall, or 6 foot 2 inches. His voice was of an average male pitch, although he could send his voice down low if he wanted to.

Martin owned and lived in a two-story bookstore, named 'Blue Macaw Books'. Martin's residence was on the second floor, while the bookstore was on the first floor. Its good as it eliminates the need to drive or walk to the business, and it also saves money on rent/mortgage as its all in one convenient lot. The store was closed on weekends, which gave Martin and Bluey a break. But today was a weekday, and like most other days, Martin relied on his alarm clock. Because his normal sleeping patterns could not co operate with his store's operating days. Today was no exception…

The sound of an alarm clock woke up Martin. He groaned and lazily opened his eye. He needn't open his eye, as he had turned off his alarm clock so much it was pretty much reflex at this point. He disabled the irritating routine keeper, and at last had peace. It was 6:00, and he was going to get up in a second. As his bed was so cosy and he was still very groggy, he found himself slowly closing his eyes…

Opening them again, he realised it was now 7:15. The reason why he set his alarm so early was because of this. Yet despite doing this so much he always found himself surprised.

''Ugh… piss…'', he moaned. The sound of Bluey letting out a squawk awoke him more, and he looked at his cage which sat to his left of the foot of his bed. Bluey was peeking under the sheet that covered his cage, he happily looked at Martin and let out another squawk. Martin silently chuckled as he sat up,

''Yeah, I'll let you out…'', he mumbled as he got out of his bed. He uncovered Bluey's cage and opened the door, much to the delight of Bluey.

''Morning Bluey.'', he greeted as he let him perch on his arm. He brought him closer and kissed his neck, before giving it a scratch. Bluey loved it when Martin did that. It was now time to do his normal routine.

Unlike most people, Martin didn't brush his teeth first. Instead, he had his coffee and breakfast first. His logic is that it was pointless to brush first, as they'd get dirty from his coffee and breakfast. So, he'd have them first and then brush his teeth.

But as part of his routine, he enjoyed blasting his music. Martin had a large collection of CD's and vinyl discs from a variety of artists. One of his favourites was Mr. Blue Sky, by Electric Light Orchestra. It was a rather happy and joyous song that cheered him up. In fact, his collection of music, including this song, helped him through his toughest moments. This included the passing of his parents, which still affected him. But that was years ago, and today was not going to be gloomed by that.

He inserted the vinyl disc into his record player, as Bluey peered out a window.

Morning, today's forecast calls for blue skies…

Martin started to prepare his coffee by flicking on the kettle. Meanwhile, Bluey made his way to the window.

Sun is shinin' in the sky,
There ain't a cloud in sight.

Bluey peered out the window and saw the overcast, snowy weather that was Moose Lake's winter weather.

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Martin continued making his coffee and dancing a bit while he was at it. Bluey was also dancing a bit, as he continued gazing out at the snowy streets. The song may not describe the weather, but it was still a nice song.

Runnin' down the avenue,
See how the sun shines brightly in the city,
On the streets where once was pity.
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Bluey looked down on the street, which wasn't an avenue. Nor was Moose Lake a city, but that's part of the reason Martin loved to play this during winter; he found it funny that the weather was the opposite of the song.

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Bluey slowly walked across the counter and made his way to the floor as Martin continued making his coffee.

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Bluey started wandering about the house and made his way to a mirror as the song's short guitar solo transitioned into the second verse.

Hey you with the pretty face,
Welcome to the human race!

Bluey looked at himself in the mirror, and smiled, which caused the mirror to crack from his gaze. Startled, he quickly walked away and hoped Martin wouldn't notice. Bluey found it funny to be welcomed to the human race by the song, as well… he is a bird. Although the song was likely referring to a baby or something.

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At last the water had boiled and Martin poured it into the mug, which contained coffee, mocha mix and some sugar, the perfect coffee for Martin. Mixing the taste of hot chocolate with the caffeine of coffee is a match made in heaven for him. Grabbing some milk, he poured it in, stirred and took a sip of his coffee. It was delicious as always. He grabbed a bit of sliced watermelon, which along with apples and grapes was Bluey's favourite fruit. Nothing beats cold, crisp watermelon on a relatively hot summers day… except for cold cola, a glass of cold water, ice cream, ice blocks (the ones you suck on) etc.

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Martin saw Bluey wandering towards him and picked him up. He brought him to the counter and let him have a sip of his coffee before he passed him a watermelon slice. Bluey squawked in delight and quickly began to eat it, but Martin snatched it away which caused him to reflexively nip at him. Martin still did this, despite this leading to several bites, including one that left a scar on his left hand, between his thumb and index finger.

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''Nuh uh, you need to have your vitamins first,'', Martin told him. Bluey didn't barge and squawked at him in protest.

''Bluey Tyler Gunderson!'', Martin snapped. Bluey knew he was in trouble and reluctantly gave into his mild blackmail, and took his vitamins, much to his disgust. He wished they tasted better because they tasted disgusting. Probably marginally better than eating slightly seasoned shit.

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''Good job Bluey, now you can have your fruit.'', Martin treated him as if he were a dog, he patted his head as he passed his breakfast back. Bluey quickly gobbled it to wash the taste of vitamins out with something that tasted good.

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Martin had finished his coffee and so had Bluey finished his breakfast. Now all they had to do was maintain dental hygiene. Bluey perched on his arm as Martin walked to the bathroom.

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They each poured toothpaste on their brush and started brushing their teeth.

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Martin and Bluey had finished brushing, and now they got their cup of mouthwash for maximum cleanliness. Swishing and gurgling, Martin and Bluey spat it out. Bluey had a habit of swallowing the water, so Martin gave him mouthwash. Bluey knew that he'd likely screw up his digestive track if he swallowed it, so he spat it out.

Mr Blue you get it right.
But soon comes Mr Night.

Both always found this part to be a bit weird, and Martin would frequently joke that Mr. Night was a sex offender. Martin did love a bit of dark humour every now and then, even though his humour was mostly dry and sarcastic.

Creeping over, now his hand is on your shoulder.
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By now they had done their daily routine, and it was time to head downstairs… once the song finished.

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Martin decided to have some breakfast, which was a ham and cheese sandwich.

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Martin finished making his sandwich just in time for the song's beautiful outro. (excluding Concerto for A Rainy Day) He sat by the counter and ate his sandwich as the song drew to a close. He took out the disc and put it safely away.

''Well Bluey, I guess its time to open up the store!'', Martin exclaimed as Bluey squawked in agreement. Martin made his way downstairs while eating his sandwich and made the final preparations, with the help of Bluey.

Whilst doing so, Martin sang a tune he made up for his beloved companion. He considered it to be his bird's theme song.

There could never be a bird who could compare to Bluey,
he's great!
Bluey arrived in a box by mistake,
and Bluey saved the day.
Bluey saved the day,
like a superhero, he's great.
A feathered best friend,
nothing will ever end it.
Evidentially, there could never be a bird who is quite like Bluey
(Bluey, Bluey, Bluey)
You're great!
(Bluey, Bluey, Bluey, Bluey)
He's great!

The two danced a bit, while he sang it. Few people would come up with a song for their companion, but Martin did. They opened the curtains and Bluey turned the sign on the front door so passers-by would know the store was open. Bluey had done his share of the work, and as Martin was larger, could speak to the customers, had arms and fully opposable thumbs, he would do the rest.

And so, the day began like any other. Waking up, having breakfast whilst listening to a song, brushing their teeth/beak and opening the store. And just like any other day, customers came in and got their books. Most customers greeted Bluey by name, as the town was small and most people knew each other, especially store owners like Martin. The day was like any other.

Nothing special, it was just another cold, winter day for Martin and Bluey… Just like any other…


Well that wraps up this chapter, I hope you enjoyed it. And you better have listened to Mr. Blue Sky.

Like I said, this was envisioned as a film, so this scene is a bit odd for literature, but I hope it works. Originally, I was going to include the lyrics for Mr. Blue Sky, but apparently, including song lyrics in a fanfic is infringing on copyright… somehow. Even though I can't make money off of it, and it doesn't contain any sheet music, so you can't play it. But I'm not a lawyer, so you'll just have to listen to the song and read the lyrics. However, for some jokes to work, I kept the song lyrics for context. The rest are replaced with: (insert song lyrics) To help you go along with the song, each line was replaced with the message, instead of each paragraph. This is so you can tell which line is which easier, and I can't really word this properly.

I apologise for that, but this is copyright law, and I suppose I have to respect the rights of multi-billion dollar companies who inherited the song and never worked on it, and probably exploit thousands of people because they're money hungry swine, but that's beside the point.

This led me to spend well over half an hour researching copyright and seeing if the song was in the public domain/not copyrighted.

I did write the full theme song, and the part I included was only the chorus. I'll include it at the end of the story. Next chapter should come out soon, and I apologise for the wait. School got in the way.

Until next time, goodbye.