PLEASE READ THIS WARNING: I do not own, Rio, Blu, Jewel, or any other related character. I own the plot and OCs in this story, but they haven't appeared yet, but all other characters and related themes are owned by Blue Sky Films and 20th Century Fox.
Ah fish paste; after I posted mine, 23 came up [as of 2/5], so now it's like way at the bottom of the category… LOL. xP Anyways, you guys are the bestest. This is the biggest success of a story that I ever wrote, because in a week I have gotten like, more than 400 hits. So if you're reading this, please check out Signal of the Mate or Reciprocation if you're into Sonic stuff as well. Yeah; I know it's lame that I'm advertising my stories here…
Anyways I shall respond to my wonderful reviewers:
storylover789: Thank you so much. :D It's nice to see that I'm remembered… somehow. And I don't take Biology so hear me when I say- Whut. O_O
dynamiteboom12345: I know right? It was so cute… And now I have gathered scribbles when I had the free time to do it so… yeah. LOL. xP
GodOfFlash: Yeah, I know. It's always nice to look at one specific character's point of view so we get a better idea of it… So thanks. :)
jackw428: Thanks. :P I know it's kinda disappointing, but now I'm BACK~ so here's the next one. Haha.
RiP-Cynder: Heh-heh, thanks so much. ^^Hopefully I'll do my studies well… LOL
cntwolf- Well here you go, then... =)
Battleshiplid- Thanks. =] Well here's more for ya.
The Sole Survivor- Aw… thanks so much. Anyways I have continued; I really appreciate that, though. I thought I couldn't keep in character for Blu and Jewel, but hopefully I can. xD
I'd also like to thank LawrenceRAMoneybag for his art based on my story… you rock. \m/ ^o^ \m/
So here I go again:
I awoke to sound of an unfamiliar electronic beep that pierced my eardrums, dragging me out of my slumber and into reality. The noise seeped into my nerves, and I scanned the area for the source of annoyance. I found it immediately centimetres away from me- it was my lovebird, his eyes wide and his beak opening robotically to emit the buzz frequently. It was funny- in a comical and a queer sense.
I was sure that he meant to jolt me from my peaceful sleep… and in accusation I squinted into his eyes. "What in the-"
"Wakey, wakey, mi amor." His voice was coloured with joke. Irritated, I said in a relatively loud volume, "What was that for Blu? I want to sleep."
The radiation from Blu's expression faded away into confusion. "But it's almost noon. And I thought it would be both creative and amusing to imitate an alarm clock."
"That's Spanish, Blu, not Portugeuse. But what in the world is an a…a… what is that?"
His confusion tuned into… an indescribable emotion. It was the type of face that shouted, "Are you really that dumb?" but what really came out of his mouth were stutters: "…w-…well, Jewel, the alarm clock… i-… it's a device designed to automatically wake a human up from his sleep at a specific time. I… I was only joking, Jewel, y-…you didn't have to put it so harshly…" His face deflated into guilt.
Blu looked away in discomfort, and suddenly I realised what happened. It was a mini version of what happened in Luiz's Garage- a total misunderstanding that escalated to an emotional meltdown. This time Blu was more… submissive into my volatile temperament, and he avoided me… which struck me with electrifying guilt. Here I was hankering over a trivial matter, and for a selfish cause too- it was to be eradicated.
So I relaxed myself, submitting to what Blu's jesting intentions. On seeing this, Blu himself relaxed too. "Well, Blu, I hate to say this, but we awake when Nature tells us to, so we don't need any alarm cocks like humans do so-"
My voice trailed off as I registered Blu's horrific expression, as if I made an inappropriate innuendo or something… his mouth was wide enough for my wing to fit in, and his pupils shrank into his eye whites… and I didn't know what happened.
With a face that could pass off as a Red Macaw's, he stammered out, "J-…Jewel… i-…it's an alarm c...clock, not a… an a…alarm c…c…cock… oh, cheese and sprinkles…"
His face was priceless- whatever laughter I repressed from initial confusion over his reaction burst forth into raucous hysterics. Judging by his utter embarrassment, I'm pretty sure the word 'cock' meant more than the short form of 'cockerel'… at least in human terms. I played along to further discomfort him. "~giggling~ Okay… gotcha big boy…" I stroked my wing over his chest, and he stared at me in terror, trembling all over and his cerulean feathers veiled with moisture…
"You're hungry," Blu muttered, relieved by the salvation that my unprecedented stomach-rumble provided to change the subject. "Come on; we should go to Linda now."
With my approving nod, he grasped me firmly with my claws and took off in flight, taking to the sky majestically and circling the air to prepare landing. However, Blu's boastful side must have gotten ahead of him- he begun to somersault airborne and fly straight into walls, only to narrowly avoid them by sharply turning off. I rolled my eyes; but nevertheless adrenaline began to pulse through me as the wind rushing by me filled me with the same exhilaration that flying freely gave, only this time… only this time was being guided by my lovebird, and being intoxicated by his sweet aroma, and I could be submissive to the joy of freedom…
A while later I decided to throw him off track- I twisted my head back for my beak to converge with his… and suddenly another exhilaration filled me. It was a more passionate sensation, that didn't pulse through me but rather filled me completely with a tingling feeling… after Blu had recovered from the initial shock he began to delve deeper into the kiss, and his tongue begun to excavate into my cavern. I obliged, and soon our tongues began to their own samba… and I don't know how long we kissed. I just didn't want to stop…
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…until we crashed.
I shall be brutally honest with you- I despise humans. The agonisingly real stereotype I possess for them is that they're no more than destroyers, torturers, and above all thieves of our freedom. Having… a first-hand experience… I hold a mixture of empathy and grudge for all pet birds. It's disgusting that humans take advantage of such innocent creatures. But it's also incredible that birds are naïve enough to trust humans that they neglect any vital survival skills in the outside world. I've found this in Blu, and believe me; I will not suffer the wrath of the flightless anymore, period.
On the other hand Blu and Linda are part of diamond-rare exceptions to my stereotypical impression- which to me is a respectable relationship since they have their own interests at heart. But interestingly enough I made the discovery of the so-called 'blueberry pancake', which is Blu's favourite, apparently. On the surface they were circular pieces of dough polka-dotted with blue spots, and I have to agree with the… o-r-n-i-t-h-o-l-o-g-i-s-t when he comments that it isn't our natural diet. But I admit, I went insanely addicted when I first sampled it- I even managed to take a glimpse of Blu's stunned face.
Eating in the presence of humans was never comfortable for me, and the fact that whatever very unplatonic lust I mustered during our flight refused to subside… it wasn't very helpful. Part of my self-control snapped when at one opportune moment I noticed the absence of both humans, not matter how temporary it was, and I don't want to be descriptive… I knocked him down and practically ate his neck feathers out [and YES I did manage to abstain; sheesh]. I couldn't actually care less when I noticed Blu's initial… very pleased face turn to horror as he muttered, "Err… Jewel… Linda's watching."
Subsequently an awkward conversation about us as 'mates' sparked, and at one point of time I learnt the reason why Blu was 'summoned' next to me… it was a blow to my soul, and I released an animalistic shriek in disbelief. I should have known better than to let my life be decided by human intervention, and a heated debate about this went on for a while… until Blu convinced me-with all his heart juices poured out for me- that he loved me… which I guess was true from the beginning…
To be honest, I'm relieved that Linda has let us get some freedom to the outside world- another clear sign that she and Blu must have some telepathy skills- since we've proven to a certain extent that as long as we were next to each other we could overcome anything, topped with Blu's flight skills… when Blu informed me of this piece of information, I immediately signalled for Blu to take me to the sky again- not only just to be unbound by the restraints of concrete walls but also to pay our gratitude [and possibly part of a daily visit] to Rafael, Nico and Pedro.
"I bet you never had the opportunity to experience this thrill before, huh Blu?" The rush of the wind ruffled my feathers, dragging them to follow the wind. I said these words as I twisted my head up to meet his eyes. However, he looked straight ahead as he grinned in approval, trying not to dispose of his concentration lest he crash-landed with me in his claws… again.
"I must admit I was wrong, though- it really is a vitalizing experience, to race the wind and take high into the sky… I didn't know what I was missing."
"Don't you mean you were missing me?" I added, and he emitted one dry chuckle. "Yeah."
"But…" my voice trailed off momentarily, trying to picture Blu's life before Rio. "…how was your life back in Mi-… in Mita-… in Minisoda?"- Although at this point Blu did not crack a sound, but internally I could imagine him in hysterics of my poor memory of trivial names- "Is every day just blueberry pancakes and nothing interesting at all?"
As Blu launched into reminiscing his past, I was proven that my impression of his life was accurate- it was a mess of trivial things that humans whiled away, with nothing that I would classify as entertaining besides his massive obsession for reading books. When I questioned this, he shot me a quick sharp look and told me that books are the 'window to the world', with enough information to last a lifetime… of which I agree to a certain extent but from all the different types of books that he scours through… it made me wonder why he never wanted something more.
However his last sentence caught my attention. "So how about you? Don't you have a story to tell?" Blu's voice marked desperation to steer off from his personal life, but also with good intentions. However no words came out of my beak as Memory Lane sucked me into its despairs again, taunting me with the memories of the past, with no option to be released and take to the mind's freedom again… my eyes fell and whatever spark this conversation lit was stomped to the dust, and after a minute's silence sans the gentle flapping of Blu's wings, I could picture the guilt streak into his mind.
"I…I'm sorry, I…I shouldn't have hit you where it hurts most, I…I shouldn't have pestered you, I…I…" his voice trailed off as he tried to imagine the sorrow my face displayed. With hot tears welled in my pools, I sniffed and looked at him again. "It's fine, Blu. You didn't mean it; I…I probably shouldn't have over-reacted. I held my past to my heart again…"
Suddenly he closed his wings and dived landwards, accelerating in speed until we safely landed. He then looked me straight into his eyes. "Look at me now, Jewel- I love you. I love you so much that it hurts me when you hurt- I want to assure you that I'll be there whenever you feel down, right next to you, right by your side… and I hope you can remember me instead of… whatever horrendous past you had… because I love you."
As I took in this statement Memory teleported me to a new realm filled with the lesser moments that recently occurred… a vivid recollection of the samba with Blu struck me, of which I recalled feeling this strange sensation that I could now define as love… to be free and yet to be with your partner, to take to the sky but to be guided, to escape the haunting memories with the aid of your mate…
"I will."I whispered huskily, and without hesitation I dove for Blu's beak, to experience the luscious taste of him again and also effectively knocking him over again. I lost track of time as our tongues played with each other and just lay there right next to each other, savouring the delicacy right before their eyes…
Hot shame seared through me as my auditory senses detected a rough clearing of a throat, as we jolted up in unison to stare sheepishly at the Toucan who disrupted what a human would call 'making out'.
"I was going to greet you," Rafael said with a calm expression. "But then I realised I should apologise for having interrupted a… a mating ritual." His statement only served to put fuel to the fire of embarrassment that was displayed in our reddened faces.
"N-…Nothing of the sort, Rafael." Blu stuttered. I rolled my eyes. My hero, I thought. Blu continued: "But wha-… what are you doing here?"
"You're standing on my virtual property," he replied as he signalled to the sky above him. I followed his direction, and above me was a wooden cubic structure with idiotically obvious words: 'RAFAEL'S PLACE'. I struck my face with my wing at my utter stupidity, one of which Blu would have called 'face-palm'.
"Oh," was all that Blu could mutter, still frozen in the initial shock of having his moment blown, I figured. Rafael's face suddenly brightened up. "But hey, at least you solved your problems." This served to choke out a sheepish chuckle from the both of us as I looked to the ground to pick at an invisible spot. Rafael burst into uproarious laughter at our response; and even though I admit it was priceless, I internally glared at him.
"What're you waiting for, lovebirds? Let's take." Rafael invited- and this shocked me, since how in the name of the Rio Statue could I ever get up there. Luckily Blu informed him of my injury and my 'clear lack of capability to reach such a great height without the aid of someone else' and that we 'needed time', Rafael left us off for a while, in 'respect of our privacy'.
Blu looked into my eyes again, and he smiled gently. "Don't worry, Jewel. I'll help you. I'll be right next to you, mi amor. Always."
I smiled back into his glistening eyes. " You promise?"
"I promise." He whispered as he leaned forward to kiss me again, as I tried not to let the sheer sweetness of his taste overwhelm me and take me to the sky again…
I pulled away after some seconds. "Thank you, Blu." I muttered in response and pulling him into a warm embrace…
"And that's Spanish Blu. Again." And in a most anti-climatic fashion, he grunted and smacked his wing into his face in a hard 'face-palm'.
…I know it's a short update but HEY at least I did SOMETHING… Anyways I'd get back to it someday in late-May after my exams… sigh…
And you see those words? That r-… rev-… r-e-v-i-e-w button? Yeah. Press it.
P.S. NOOOO! Two point five days after updating [4/5] my story is getting knocked back down... what are you people DOING to me? :(
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