Chapter 4 Omake

(Warning: Gilbird X Pierre. Don't worry, no Yaoi...or bird Yaoi...)

"Gilbird! Buddy, wake up! We're going to tour the city!"

"Piyo~"

The little bird heard his owner's wake up call, but he decided to stay still and pretend to be asleep.

"Pierre! Are you coming with us?"

"Cheep~"

The clump of white feathers tilted its head upwards and turned away from François. Like Gilbird, Pierre pretended to be asleep.

"Gilbert!" François accused, "I told you not to give les oiseaux the alcohol!"

"Unsinn! It's not like birds can get a hangover!" Gilbert argued.

"Fine, we are going to have to leave them in l'hôtel. Don't blame moi if they starve," François crossed his arms.

"It's okay. Gilbird knows how to feed himself. Right, mein Vogel-freund?" Gilbert poked the canary, who still pretended to be asleep.

"Fine, be that way! But I'll come back, okay, Gilbird!" he kissed Gilbird on the head and proceeded to walk out the building. "François! Antonio! Hurry up!"

Antonio was the last one to exit and as he locked the door behind him, Gilbird and Pierre's eyes opened in unison, on cue.

When the humans are away, the birds will play.

"What should we do now?" Gilbird chirped.

"Well, we are in Rome, after all," Pierre reminded him.

"Gilbert forgot to close the window," they both thought.

"You know, Pierre..." Gilbird said shyly as he hopped backwards with his tiny bird feet, "I've been wanting to ask you if..."

"What is it, Gilbird?"

"Would you go on a date with me?" little Gilbird was shivering.

Pierre tilted his head sideways and put his wing over the nervous figure.

"So where do want to go?" Pierre asked.

Gilbird replied "Who cares? We're in Rome! Is there a better place to go on a date?"

"In Paris," Pierre said.

"We'll visit France some other time. Now, we fly over Italia,"

And so, the story goes like this:

Once upon a time in a beautiful city in Italy, there were two birds sitting on a stone wall. The local birds all stared at them, not because they were tourists, but because they weren't the same species. One was yellow, the other was white. They were different, but they were both birds, and that was enough. Gilbird and Pierre were very lucky birds. Unlike their owners who toured the city on foot, going one destination at a time, they flew together on a sunny morning to watch the view from above. They landed next to a fountain made of stone with many carvings, where a tiny wild flower with yellow petals grew out of a crack in the ground. Gilbird used his beak to pick the flower, and gave it to Pierre, who rubbed his head against Gilbird to show affection. They flew and they flew, across the city, stalking their owners until sundown. The two of them watched the sunset from the hotel balcony as they had their dinner of bird feed that Gilbert left them.

It was the best day of their lives.

The Next Morning, 3:30 am

"Seriously, you two just had to get drunk? We could have returned to the hotel yesterday if you two didn't drink so much wine!" Antonio complained with his two friends clinging to his back for support.

"I wonder if Gilbird ate his food," Gilbert said like a mother leaving her child alone for the first time.

"I'm going to bed," François yawned and dragged his feet to one of the beds, but halted once he saw something strange on the windowsill.

"Sacrebleu! Pierre!" he cried.

"What happened? Don't tell me they starved!" Gilbert came running after.

"Eggs?" they gasped.

"Pierre is une femme?"

"Gilbird, why are you acting so protective? Don't tell me that you-"

All of a sudden, Antonio barged in, out of curiosity.

"¿Qué pasa?"

Antonio was speechless for a while until he said "Awww~ ¡Qué adorable!" and started petting the birds.

"Gilbird! How could you make me a grandpa at this young age?" Gilbert exclaimed.

"They're not even the same species of birds!" François cried.

And the two birds lived happily ever after.

Translations:

German:

Unsinn!- nonsense!

Mein Vogel-freund- my bird friend

French:

Les oiseaux- the birds

L'hôtel- the hotel

Sacrebleu!- (an expression)

Une femme- a woman

Spanish:

¿Qué pasa?- what's going on?

¡Qué adorable!- how adorable!