Chapter 9 'Bolivian With a French Name'

Hi, welcome to the epic 9th chapter of this story.

Sorry for the wait, but I have been focused on other projects. Anyways, this chapter will be where some more differences between the film and this story will show.

Anyways, without further ado, lets get on with it! Enjoy or suffer.

29/10/2020


While Bluey was being attacked by Jewel, Luana had taken Martin on a tour of the aviary. She showed him the rooms, and their roles. But the last place she wanted to show him was the garden. The door to the garden was a glass sliding door,

''And last, but certainly not least, the garden.'', Luana introduced, opening the door and letting Martin through.

''Hey, aren't I supposed to do that?'', Martin remarked jokingly, and Luana chuckled briefly. Martin looked around, ''Wow…'', the place was beautiful. Stone pathways guided them through the garden, which had many water features, flowers, shrubbery and some trees which cast nice, cool shade. The garden was walled on all sides, but the wall was decorated with moss and other things that made it a lot more beautiful.

''Yeah, a lot of time and effort goes into this place.'', Luana told him. Martin nodded, still looking around the garden in wonder.

''I can tell.'', Martin commented. He spotted a pond with a waterfall like feature entering it. It was likely a pump that circulated water, but it still looked good. Martin gazed into it, seeing goldfish swim around happily. It was decorated with pebbles and lily pads.

''This is incredible!'', Martin exclaimed. Luana nodded,

''Yeah, and quite expensive.'', she added.

''Can't say I'm not surprised.'', Martin remarked with a smile, and Luana rolled her eyes, but she still smiled. It was the charmed kind of eye rolling, ''It's like those amazing gardens you see in those magazines.'', he added.

''You read those?'', Luana asked, with a bit of surprise and disbelief in her voice. Martin turned and looked at her.

''No, but my customers do.'', Martin answered. The garden was quite expansive for a place like this, and Martin thought to himself about how it would be a nice and romantic place for him and Luana to have a date. Martin became confused by that thought, because up to this point most of his feelings towards Luana were more sexual.

But after talking with her, he was actually starting to like her as a person, rather than just her body. Of course, he still definitely was attracted to her body. For one, her skin was smooth and soft, and she was overall very beautiful. However, he'd be dishonest if he ignored how her breasts were quite large, and so was her ass. It was stereotypical in that way, but Martin wasn't complaining.

Martin decided to brush aside his perverted horny man thoughts before he got an erection. That would be embarrassing. However, Martin couldn't help but wonder if he'd get lucky with Luana some time, just like how Bluey is doing with his newfound mate.


Bluey laid down, resting against a rock. He let out a long, drawn out groan. He slowly got up, still in pain from the attacks from Jewel. Surprisingly, he didn't cry, as the whole ordeal was almost funny for him, and he had no idea why. He limped,

''Ow, ow, ow…'', he groaned. Bluey sighed, he wanted to go to Jewel and apologise for trying to kiss her without her consent. He wanted to explain why he did that, but he knew that telling Jewel that he came here to mate with her would certainly lead to another round of pain.

So, Bluey began to think about things. He could easily go up to Jewel, with a repenting expression and apologise to Jewel for trying to kiss her. But he knew that he'd be screwed if Jewel questions why he thought it was okay to try and kiss her. That could lead to her getting angry again and her attacking him again. Bluey certainly didn't want that.

But maybe if he'd been more suave? Bluey wandered over to the stream near his entrance, and he stood by the water. It was relatively calm, and he could see his reflection, though it was quite refracted. He stared down at his reflection, and he began to feel insecure.

Maybe he just wasn't attractive enough? Bluey looked at his oddly shaped head, and how it was weirdly thin at the top. His beak was abnormally large, and he certainly wasn't groomed that well. He was before Luana messed his feathers up. Bluey had no clue why, he looked so handsome and then she made him look like a buffoon kicked out of the 1970's.

Bluey insecurely placed his right talon around his left leg, as he glumly looked at himself. He had no muscles… Well, he did technically otherwise he would be immobile, but he didn't have any well-built muscles. There were none that made him look tough or attractive. He was flexible, but he lacked any real muscle that may make him more attractive to women.

His appearance wasn't all. He was so socially awkward, and so nervous. Sure, some women desired that. But he doubted someone as "spirited" as Jewel wouldn't desire someone like that. Coupled with his nerdy personality, and unattractive appearance and Bluey felt hopeless.

''I'm a failure…'', Bluey mumbled glumly, softly kicking a bit of water with his talon. He had come here for one reason, and that was to mate with Jewel. The whole fate of his species was in his talons, and he screwed that up.

Now, the whole programme would be a failure, and he'd return home without doing what he was meant to. He'd forever have the burden of knowing that once he died, his species was doomed and there could be no saving it.

They could possibly take a seminal sample from him, and artificially inseminate Jewel, but Bluey didn't want that at all. The idea of being forced down and having someone you hate's seed being put in you, and having to raise their children was a horrible thought. He'd rather his species go extinct than forcing someone to bear children that'll never meet their father.

But with his detest of artificial insemination, his only option would be him mating with Jewel, and he knew she probably wouldn't be up to that. Maybe if he just calmly and sympathetically explained to Jewel that their species would go extinct, and they had to mate to save their species, but she may still object to it. Which is understandable.

Bluey let out a long and drawn out sigh, as he decided to just apologise to Jewel. Bluey wandered through the plaza and over to the jungle area. His nerves were high, and he swallowed a lump in his throat to ease his nerves.

''J-Jewel? I just want to talk to you…'', Bluey nervously called out, to no response. He tried again, ''Jewel, please…'', the worry in his voice was even more heavy than before. He timidly peered around, checking out for Jewel. Suddenly, he heard her,

''What do you want?'', the acidic voice of Jewel made Bluey jump. His eyes darted over to the direction the noise came from, and he saw Jewel, flying down from a branch. Bluey timidly backed away as Jewel landed, ''Well?'', she said impatiently, as Bluey had timidly sat in silence. Bluey took a breath,

''I-I just wanted to say sorry… I-I was wrong for trying to kiss you…'', Bluey apologised in a sincere and somewhat fearful tone. Jewel softened a bit but was still not too pleased.

''Ugh, okay…'', she begrudgingly accepted his apology and Bluey let out a quiet sigh of relief. Her expression suddenly tensed up and she grabbed Bluey with her talon, which frightened him, ''But you listen to me and you listen well – If you EVER try and kiss me – or more – I WILL hurt you, and I will hurt you REAL bad. Understood?'', Jewel had her face right up in Bluey's and her voice was very threatening and intimidating. Bluey fearfully nodded,

''Good.'', she responded as she let go of Bluey. Bluey slid down a bit into a sitting position,

''I really did deserve that beating I got.'', Bluey commented just as Jewel was about to walk off. She stopped in her tracks, and turned back to face Bluey, which he felt a brief wave of nerves until he saw the wry smile on her beak.

''Well, I'm glad you at least have the sense to know that.'', she remarked, earning a nervous laugh from Bluey in response, ''Yeah…'', Bluey sheepishly responded.

Jewel had some other questions on her mind, so after a moment of silence, her expression became more serious,

''By the way, why the hell did you try and kiss me?'', she asked, and Bluey's heart skipped a beat. His eyes widened in terror, and his heartrate increased by a fair amount. That was the question he had been dreading her asking, and a part of him wanted to be honest and just come clean about their situation. But he knew that would likely earn a beating, or at least a yelling, by Jewel.

She sure looked like an angel, but she had an attitude and was very tough. Or maybe Bluey was such a pipsqueak that anyone moderately tough looked 80's action hero level tough in comparison.

''I… Um…'', Bluey began, his voice wobbly and full of dread. Jewel signed for him to go on, and Bluey was terrified, ''I know you'll get really mad…'', Bluey timidly admitted, and Jewel rolled her eyes.

''Oh, just tell me!'', she snapped, and Bluey flinched, before gaining composure, and taking a deep breath.

''You see… The reason why we are here is because of the humans…'', Bluey began, and Jewel cut him off.

''Oh, I know that… Those monsters think they can just take me from the wild, where I belong, and plop me down in this cage? Who do they think they are?'', she ranted, and Bluey was wincing a bit as he realised things were getting worse for him. She hates humans, and if she found out Bluey was a companion, she'd probably not take it too lightly, ''But please do continue.'', she finished in a comedically collected tone in comparison to the tone she had before.

''Yeah, they put us here for a reason, and I know you won't like it… Um… We're here to, as they put it, "Save the species".'', Bluey timidly told her, wincing in dread, and the second he saw her face sour up, he had to save his skin to an extent, ''Which I won't force you to do, by the way!'', Bluey quickly added.

''Oh, so that's why you kissed me… You were going to MATE WITH ME?!'', Jewel boomed, and even though he anticipated this, he was still caught off guard.

''Jewel, please! I thought you knew about it and I thought you were hinting at it!'', Bluey quickly defended himself, fearfully waving his wings in front, trying to signal for mercy.

''So that excuses you just kissing me?'', Jewel argued, and Bluey was in checkmate. At this moment, Bluey didn't care about the programme, he just wanted to go home and be safe, ''Well, I guess this is a great revelation! Non-consensual kissing is now okay if you think they were in on it!'', Jewel sarcastically beamed. Bluey cowered in fear, wishing that Martin would come in and save him.

Well, someone would save him, but it wasn't Martin.

(I apologise for any mistranslations)

''Jewel, ¿qué diablos está pasando? ¿A qué pobre bastardo estás castigando ahora?'', an unknown voice called out, and Jewel rolled her eyes, as she left Bluey and faced the direction the voice came from. (Jewel, what the hell is going on? What poor bastard are you chastising now?)

''Jacques, a última coisa de que preciso agora é sua reclamação!'', Jewel called back at the voice. Bluey was confused, and he stood up. Part of him wanted to take advantage of the situation and bail, and bang on the door like crazy and hope like hell that he'd be taken out. But morbid curiosity got the better of him, and he stood by to witness what was happening. (Jacques, the last thing I need right now is your ranting!)

''¡Oh, cállate con tu lengua de araña portuguesa! ¡Empieza a hablar un idioma coherente, como el español!'', the other voice responded, and Bluey walked closer and saw who it was. It was a green cheek conure who reminded Bluey of Scrappy Doo in the sense he was a small guy with a big attitude, at least basing off this first encounter. (Oh, shut up with your Portuguese spider tongue! Start speaking a language that is coherent, like Spanish!)

''E ainda assim você responde à minha suposta língua de aranha!'', Jewel countered, and Jacques rolled his eyes. (And yet you still respond to my supposed spider tongue!)

''Oh, lo siento, ¿qué es eso? ¡No puedo entender tu parloteo jibber!'', Jacques responded, ''Ei, eu sou um idiota português que fala uma língua incoerente!'', Jacques said mockingly. Bluey looked on in bewilderment, wondering what on Earth was happening. (Oh sorry, what's that? Can't understand your jibber jabber!) (Hey, I'm a Portuguese idiot who speaks an incoherent language!)

''What is going on?!'', Bluey exclaimed, earning the attention of both Jewel and Jacques.

''Jewel, who is this oxygen deprived beak breather that the bird nuts threw in? Your boyfriend?'', Jacques remarked, and Jewel flinched in offense.

''He is absolutely NOT MY BOYFRIEND!'', Jewel snapped, and Jacques smiled,

''Sure…'', he responded, and Jewel rolled her eyes. Jacques walked up to Bluey, ''So, I'm Jacques, the most annoying prick you'll ever know.'', Jacques introduced himself, holding out his small talon to shake with Bluey's far larger talon, ''Oh, and by the way I insult everyone, its nothing personal.'', Jacques clarified. The two shook talons,

''Are you French?'', Bluey asked as they finished shaking talons, and Jacques screwed up his face in confusion, ''Because your name is French.'', Bluey added, and Jacques clicked what he meant.

''Oh, no I'm not French. I don't know why my name is Jacques, it just is. Blame my parents.'', Jacques answered, ''I'm actually a proud Bolivian: The best country in South America, beating bitch Brazil any day.'', Jacques told him patriotically, loud enough for Jewel to hear him,

''Shut up!'', she called out in the distance, and Jacques snickered.

''Its really easy to annoy her, I do it all the time and now that I have fresh meat to torment to no end, I should have a field day.'', Jacques spoke, and Bluey nervously chuckled.

''Wow, for such a small bird you sure do have an attitude.'', Bluey remarked, and Jacques screwed his face up in offense.

''Small?'', he lightly snapped in offense, ''I'll have you know I'm a medium sized parrot.'', Jacques told him, with a slight bit of smugness.

''Yeah, whatever you say little one.'', Bluey snickered, and Jacques rolled his eyes.

''Touché.'', he simply responded, ''So, I take it you decided to poke the great big angry woman there?'', Jacques asked, pointing his talon towards Jewel.

''I heard that!'', Jewel cried out, angrily.

''Yeah, you have ears! We do too!'', Jacques responded. Bluey sheepishly smiled,

''Yeah, I kind of tried to kiss her…'', Bluey told him, sheepishly touching the side of his head with his wing.

''Wow, I'm surprised you aren't dead and splattered across the walls.'', Jacques remarked, and Bluey nervously chuckled.

''How didn't you hear us fight?'', Bluey asked, ''Well, it was more her attacking me and me just running like hell and hoping she stops.'', Bluey added.

''I was asleep and I frankly would rather continue having my weird Jacques dreams than witnessing Jewel murder some poor, dumb bastard who was stupid enough to try and kiss her.'', Jacques answered, ''I mean, don't get me wrong, that would be entertaining. But I'd rather continue dreaming about Sun Conures…'', Jacques added, dreamily staring off into nothingness, ''Oh how I love them…'', Jacques crooned as Bluey decided to leave him there to fantasise about Sun Conures in peace.

Bluey had no idea how long he'd be here, but he did know it would be horrible, but he can't say it won't be interesting. So, he continued off and found a quiet corner for him to lay down. After the events of today, he was exhausted.

Surprisingly, it was probably 3pm or so, but he was drained. He laid down and tried to get as comfortable as possible. He put a fake leaf over him to act as both a blanket and a small, shaded spot for him to rest in peace. Bluey slowly closed his eyes and hoped that the time he'd spend here wouldn't be too long.


Well, that wraps up this chapter, I hope you enjoyed it!

So, the character of Jacques is finally put in the story. I hope the comedy works, but I do plan on giving him non-sarcastic comic relief traits. As in, things that make him a proper character other than being a comic relief character. He'll still function as one, but he'll also hopefully be funny and will have other traits. Regardless, I do hope the chapter name wasn't a spoiler, but then again, it's quite vague.

Why a green cheek conure? Well, I have a yellow sided green cheek conure as a companion, and her name is Sunny. Why does he have a Sun Conure fetish? He just does. Why the name Jacques? Well, he's named after JonTron's bird, also a green cheek conure. I initially thought Jacques was a Spanish name, but it's a French name. But the character had been called that for so long that I didn't want to change his name, so he will always be a Bolivian with a French Name.

Anyways, next chapter should be out sometime, but I don't know when. It may be soon, or it may not be. I don't know.

Until next time, goodbye.