Fanfiction guy: Wonder what his story is? Well here you go! Don't worry, Jewel is going to know in the end. Thanks for your continued support man, you are awesome!
Recap:
"Guys, I'm not a scarlet macaw. There was only one other one like me, but now she's gone." Pairis explained, now willing to reveal his story.
"I'm a Cuban red macaw."
Blu's eyes shot wide open with shock. He stuttered as he came to an unexpected realization.
"B-but you're s-supposed to be…extinct."
Paris looked despairingly down at his talons.
"I might as well be extinct." He mumbled.
"Hey Nico, why don't you help the guys with that box of fireworks they're pushing."
Blu flinched. He planned to have a few fireworks go off, as the icing on the cake, but if Jewel found out it would ruin the surprise.
"Fireworks?" Jewel thought to herself.
In an attempt to quickly change the subject, Blu questioned Paris.
"So Paris, why did you lie to me?" Blu asked as the sound of Nico's flapping was heard in the background.
"I-I guess I thought that if I denied the past, maybe I could forget it. Maybe I could feel better. But that's not going to happen now." He sighed while closing his watery eyes, probably to prevent anyone from seeing him like that.
"Paris, listen, if you want to talk about it…" Jewel offered with a genuine expression.
"Maybe I should. I haven't even told Nico the entire story. If anyone can understand what it's like to be alone as the last of your kind, then it's you guys." Paris replied.
He then had a serious face.
"It happened four years ago, right here in Rio…"
4 years ago
A certain Cuban red macaw was flying over the vast jungle of Rio. He felt one with the air he flew though the sky. His spirit soared and his heart was light. Today was a special day for this bird. Today he finally was going to devote himself to the love of his life. He was going to ask her to if she wanted to start a family with him. The macaw named Paris performed aerial acrobatics as he sang his favorite tune.
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man: no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around
Since I was born.
And now it's all right. It's OK.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
The New York Times' effect on man.
Paris built up speed flying vertically, and then stopped and started falling towards the earth. He free-fell for 15 seconds, and then pulled up and shot over the jungle canopies. The macaw continued to sing his song.
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.
Some scarlet macaws flew next to Paris and joined in on the song. They joyously flew around having the time of their lives.
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man: no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm,
I've been kicked around since I was born.
And now it's all right. It's OK.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
The New York Times' effect on man.
Paris and the other macaws following him flew below the jungle canopy and attracted the attention of the ground animals. Various natives such as monkeys, turtles, and other small mammals sang along.
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.
Paris landed on the branch leading to the tree hollow of a female Cuban red macaw. The animals finished the song while Paris entered the tree.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me, yeah.
Stayin' alive.
"Hey gorgeous, how's my beautiful Helen doing today?" Pairs asked while walking behind her and wrapping his around the female macaw.
"O-oh, h-hi Paris." She nervously replied.
Paris was confused about the way she reacted. Normally, she loved it when he hugged her.
"Is that the way you greet your lovehawk?" Paris playfully teased before pecking her on the cheek.
Helen turned her head towards Paris and looked at him with fearful eyes. Paris saw this and grew concerned.
"Hey honey, what's the matter?" He inquired while letting go of Helen to let her turn around and face him.
"Oh, n-nothing. I just wasn't expecting anyone. That's all." Helen said while faking a smile.
Paris took her word for it and decided to drop the conversation. Besides, he had something to tell her that he knew would cheer Helen up.
Paris stood directly in front of Helen and held both of her wings in his.
"Helen." He said calmly, with genuine affection in his voice.
Helen just looked up into his eyes. Something told her this wasn't going to end well.
"We've been together for a while now and, well, what I'm trying to say is whenever I'm with you…I feel happy." Paris stared intently into Helen's eyes.
"I feel..I feel warmth, and pure joy. I've come to love everything about you. The way your feathers ruffle when you laugh, or the way your eyes shine in the moonlight, it, it comforts me. I never felt like this before." He confessed while running his right wing over the side of her face.
"I never felt like this about anyone before. What I'm trying to say is…Helen, I love you. And, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you." Helen was in complete shock. This couldn't be happening. Paris started tearing up.
"I want…I want to start a family and be with you forever Helen."
Helen stood there with her beak open, finding it difficult to comprehend what just happened.
"P-Paris. I-I, I can't…" Helen replied while backing away from Paris, a little ashamed.
"What?" The male macaw said in disbelief.
"But what about everything we've been through? What about us?" Paris asked. His entire body felt like it was made of jelly. He felt weak. He felt betrayed.
"Listen Paris, I don't want this to be any harder than it has to be. Please, just go. I'm sorry." Helen replied while turning away and crying.
Paris was in denial. Helen had not indicated at all that she felt this way. If anything, it was quite to the contrary.
"But what about yesterday? Remember we were watching the ocean? And you said-"
"PARIS! I DON'T CARE WHAT I SAID!" Helen yelled at him with tears flowing out of her eyes.
"Then why! Did you just want to a fool out of me!? We are the last of our kind Helen! Do you just want to let our species die?" Paris retaliated. He had his wings clenched at his side, and the feather on the back of his neck were puffed up.
"Our kind, our kind! I don't care Paris! I am not going to sacrifice MY life just so our stupid species can continue!" Helen yelled. She looked tired, and mentally and emotionally exhausted.
"What? Are you saying that you pretended to love me just so our kind wouldn't die!?" The male macaw, now infuriated, sarcastically retorted.
"Maybe I did." Helen simply said. The tears had started drying, leaving the feathers around her face with a thin film.
Paris took a step back. He lost all of his rage. He simply stood there and stared the female macaw.
Not a word was spoken for an entire minute. Then, Paris turned around and walked out onto the branch outside the tree hollow.
Paris looked back one last time to see Helen.
"Well I didn't."
Paris said. He dropped a piece of paper on the ground before flying away.
After a few moments had past, Helen walked up to where Paris was once standing.
On the border between the hollow and the branch was a photo. Helen picked it up with her wings. The photo was of Paris and Helen when they snuck into a photo booth in Rio. Helen sighed, and walked into the recess of her tree.
Current Time
"I went back to her hollow every day for the next four months, but she was never there." Paris concluded. He sniffed and crossed his wings.
"That's my story." He said with no infliction in his voice.
Blu and Jewel stood there, shocked, amazed at what Paris had gone through.
Blu was about to say something, but was cut off by a nerve-racking voice.
"Oh, how sssad. Does little Parisssss have love issssssuessss?
Uh oh, looks like this isn't going to get any easier. Next chapter hopefully coming within 48 hours. See you then!