After breakfast, Tulio had taken Jewel back to the lab to check her wing. This, of course, left Blu bird-less. However, he wasn't alone. He was with Linda in the kitchen. He watched as Linda was in front of the stove, frying some ground beef for homemade burgers. Linda smiled at Blu as he flipped one of the burgers.

"Burgers seem ready. Hopefully Tulio is done."

Blu walked along the kitchen marbled counter. He walked to where the counter was where Fernado, Tulio, and Linda would eat over on stools and saw a pencil cup. Tulio had put a pencil cup and some sticky notes there just in case someone called. Blu pulled a pencil out of the cup and wrote on one of the yellow sticky notes. He wrote something down and peeled it of the pad of sticky notes. He wrote another note down on a different sticky note and peeled it off. He carried the two notes back to Linda. Linda noticed the two small yellow papers on Blu's beak. She read the first one, which was a question.

"Can I fly around Rio?"

Before she answered, she read the second one, which was the reasoning.

"Because I'll be in the jungle real soon and want to get the feel of the place."

Blu brushed off the yellow papers from his beak and looked up at Linda, waiting for a response. Linda lowered the flame on the stove.

"Well, you have a point Blu. You just have to promise to be careful."

Blu nodded and squawked happily. Linda extended her right arm out slightly to signal Blu to get on. They left the kitchen and walked down the hallway. They cut through the bird nursing room, which connected to the outside world. Blu looked at the injured birds, either sleeping, eating, drinking, or just being birds. A whistle was soon heard ahead of them.

"Hey, blue birdie."

He recognized that voice. He remembered one of the first days back in the blue aviary nursing room. Jewel and Blu were in the room with Tulio. Then came a voice that whistled to Jewel. The Blu birds saw a Chaco Chachalaca sitting in a cage. He leaned against the wall of the cage like if he were a Greaser. He then lightly pushed his foot from the cage and started calling Jewel over. Using words like baby and hot stuff annoyed Jewel to death. Blu finally turned around and yelled at the bird for being so rude. The bird just laughed and warned Blu to not to mess with him. He returned trying to call Jewel. Annoyed, Jewel turned around and glared at the bird, telling him to shut up. Yep, that was the first time they met the Jewel-fanatic, from Blu's perspective, Xavier.

Blu spotted Xavier in his cage as he still rode on Linda's shoulder.

"Where are you going?"

"For a fly," reluctantly replied Blu.

"Oh, a fly. Are you finally man enough to fly around Rio?"

"Shut it Xavier."

Linda passed Xavier's cage.

"And don't worry about Jewel. She's safe in my hands."

Blu hadn't been facing the bird when he said that. He just ignored him on that comment. He knew that Xavier was just trying to break him down. He wasn't going to buy it. Linda finally reached the door and opened it. She looked at Blu.

"Watch it, Mister. If you don't come back, I would never hear the end of Jewel's squawks."

Blu flapped his wings and flew up into the sky. Linda closed the door and returned to the kitchen.

Jewel was back in the jungle-like aviary. She groaned.

"Another week of being grounded."

She looked down at her left wing and sighed. Tulio has tied a new bandage wrap around it. At first, she thought he was taking it off and letting it breathe. He did, for only fifteen minutes. He wrapped the bandage around and told her that she would be ready in about a week. Oh well. At least she had Blu.

"Blu, I'm back," she called.

She waited for a few moments for a response. When nothing came, she started walking.

"Probably he's sleeping."

Jewel walked across the artificial ground. After a few minutes, she reached a tree which had a ladder that extended to a branch. The colored ladder rested against the fake tree, stapled to the bark. Jewel called for Blu again.

"Blu!"

She was waiting for Blu's head to peek out of the manmade tree den, but no such thing happened.

"Wow. He must be really sleeping."

She started to climb up the tree. She really hoped Blu was okay. If it turned out he was awake, she would make sure he went to sleep. After a tiresome climb, she entered the den, only to find it deserted. A leaf was in the center of the den. Jewel walked to it and picked it up. It was Blu's handwriting, alright. Well, who else did she know of who wrote in English on leaves? She read it as best as she could.

"Went out for fly. Be back s-oon."

Jewel then remembered about the conversation they had last night. She dropped the leaf and sat down.

"I guess I'll wait."

Blu was now soaking the rays of the sun from the top of the Christ the Redeemer Statue. He just stood on his feet, marveling at what he saw below and above. It was close to April now. Below, he saw the busy streets of Rio and the moving tourists. Above were the quiet clouds and the soaring birds. He inhaled deeply.

"So relaxing?"

"I know."

Blu flinched when he heard the voice. He looked to his right and saw a female bird standing a quarter of a foot from him. She was a Hyacinth Macaw, a type of species related to the Spix's Macaw species. Her feathers were a lighter blue than a male Hyacinth Macaw's deep sea blue feathers, but they were still pretty dark. A small circle of yellow feathers surrounded each of her hazel eyes. She had a tad bit of yellow feathers near her bottom beak. She stood about the same height as Blu. She giggled.

"Oh. I didn't mean to startle you."

Blu relaxed.

"I-I was not startled."

The Hyacinth Macaw just stared at him. Blu broke.

"Okay. Not that startled."

The Hyacinth Macaw smiled.

"You're funny… You know, I haven't seen your species around lately."

"Well, it's because I'm the last male."

The Hyacinth Macaw's eyes widened.

"Really? I'm sorry to hear that."

"Well, it's not all bad. There are two of us, me and Jewel. She's a female."

"Oh, I see. Um, where is she?"

"At the bird sanctuary."

The Hyacinth Macaw tapped her bottom beak with her right wingtip, pondering.

"The bird sanctuary, the bird sanctuary… Oh, I remember. It's that place where they have the sick birds. I sometimes fly over it. So, why is she there?"

"She broke her wing."

"Oh, dear. A broken wing. I would hate all the walking."

"Trust me. She does."

"But hopefully, she'll recover. Then you two will be free in the jungle. Ah, the jungle. Such a magical place."

There was a pause for a couple of seconds.

"Yeah," Blu said, thinking about it.

The Hyacinth Macaw raised an eye in curiosity.

"You do like the jungle, don't you?"

Blu sighed.

"Well, I've never lived there."

"Never lived in the jungle?"

"To make a long story short, I'm from the United States. I was captured by poachers and brought over there when I was a chick that didn't know how to fly. By some miracle, I got in the care of this girl named Linda. She and I grew together and ran a bookstore over there. One day, the person in charge of the bird sanctuary comes looking for me and tells me that I need to breed with this bird to save the species. We come here, and that's when I met Jewel. Our first…encounter didn't go quite as I expected it through, but now, we live together."

"A little bit more than what I was expecting, but okay. So, that's explains your lingual. Is Jewel from the United States too?"

"No. She's from here."

"I see. So, excuse me for being rude, but have you two started to save the species."

Blu quickly shook his head, slightly blushing.

"No."

"Oh, okay. So, how's the relationship going? Well?"

Blu took a few seconds to think.

"It depends. What kind of relationship are we talking about here?"

"W-what? You two haven't…"

"Well, we did kiss…but I'm not that sure. Besides, she's the complete opposite of me. She wants to live in the jungle; I would rather live in a bird cage. It would probably never work out."

For that response alone, the Hyacinth Macaw knew that Blu had deep feelings for Jewel.

"How come? Have you tried to make a move?"

"Well, kind of… But even if she said yes, it would never work."

"Why not?"

Blu slightly looked down.

"Well, we're supposed to live in jungle after her wing gets better, but…me."

"What about you?"

"Well, because it's me."

The Hyacinth Macaw stared blankly at Blu. He noticed this and explained.

"In the jungle, only the strongest survive. Me, being a city bird, can't really survive out there. I'll be lucky if I make it by the end of the week."

The Hyacinth Macaw faintly smiled.

"Is that all? Look, all you need to do is to let your instincts guide you. That's how you make it through each day in the jungle."

"But I think I don't have any. I've been living with humans for the last fifteen years that I never learned them. I'm still trying to get use to flying. I never flew before until nine days ago."

The blue macaw just saw the saddened Blu, stricken down by hope of ever surviving here. She thought what she could do and slightly smiled.

"I know. I can teach you."

Blu perked up a bit and faced the macaw.

"You can?"

"Sure. I'll help you out, and then you won't be scared living in the jungle…well, not that scared."

Blu smiled.

"Thank you."

"Well, why don't we start tomorrow and meet here? I need to grab some lunch."

"Sounds like a plan."

"Oh."

The Hyacinth Macaw extended her right wing out towards Blu.

"My name is Flor."

Blu shook her wing with his own.

"Blu."

They dropped their solid wing-shake.

"Well, I'll see you around here at nine thirty then."

"Nine thirty," repeated Blu. "See you then."

Flor turned around and took to the skies. Blu watched her as she flew away with such divine. He smiled. There was still a chance that he could live in the jungle with Jewel afterall.