You flew around in the sky, not a care in all the world. Eventually, that flying made you a little tired, so you decided to perch on a bird feeder.
Little did you know, at the bottom of the bird feeder was a large, black and white cat with a red nose. He clambered up the pole which held the bird feeder upright, licking his lips viciously.
"Order up..." he spoke in a lisp-y voice. "One ro-tith-ery chicken—"
(*BLAM!*)
"...thalad, thandwich..." the cat fell to the ground.
You turned to notice that your savior was a small, yellow canary holding an enormous mallet.
"Hewwo dere fellow birdie bwethwen!" He spoke in the cutest little voice you'd ever heard. "You awwight?"
"Uh, yeah.." you reply. "Thanks so much."
"Ooh goody—gwad you're not hurt!" Tweety smiled. "You'd betta watch where you fwy or else dat' puddy tat'll get'cha!"
"I noticed.." you chuckle. "I'm (Y/N), who are you?"
"I'm Tweety!" The little bird happily chirped. "Say, you wanna perch on dat bird baff over dere?"
"Sure thing—" you replied. "I've been migrating and I could use a nice shower."
End.
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Author Note to some people:
Yeah, I know Tweety kinda sounds like "OWO WATS DIS?" But he's a sweet little bird! And his cartoons were made YEARS before that furry weirdness! Don't take the way I spelled out his speech patterns the wrong way.
