Chapter 15
Carnival Sonata: The Nostalgia

~Jewel~

Memories probably one of the significant things that exist within our life, acted like a beacon or anchor to something that already happened in the past – which is pretty obvious – and involuntary shaped the person (or bird in some particular cases) into someone they are now. The memories can also be used as the source of an epiphany that happened in one's life and reconsidered their mere existences for a greater cause.

I never expected myself to ever find love in my life, let alone become a mate and a mother figure for my offspring; the epiphany that conjured the moment I retraced back the kind of reminiscences that happened in my life ever since I met him, and the fact that I stood right now on the centre of where all of this started gradually succumbing me back into the realm of what they called as nostalgia.

Funny really- it seemed only yesterday was the time when we created the kind of mayhem to break the tangible chain that let us dwell into the quite of adventure for me and him in this marvelous city during the exact time and occasion; ironically, we bound to be chained together in the end anyway, but instead of the kind physical chain, the intangible chain called love was the one responsible for our unification.

Rafael was dragging us into the center of the crowds while his beak continued to blabber about the memories we shared- even he should already knew that his voice was barely audible being drowned with the excitement and triumphed cheers from the crowd.

I barely paid any attention to his words when the realization from the absence of my progenies registered into my brain and quickly brought our movement to a halt. "Wait! Where are Bia and Tiago?"

Blu then rotated his head, his warm chocolate-brown directing at me. "I think I spotted them there just a few minutes ago… Wonder where they are going?" He then scanned his eyes to massive crowd of the birds, assuming that he attempted to find a glimpse of our offspring, before Rafael quickly brought his act to desist. "Ay aya ayay." Rafael remarked his trademark accent. "Caras se preocupam demais! Eles vão a ficar bem!" [You guys worry too much! They're going to be fine!]

"Não Rafael, não estou segura. Blu, vamos a buscar a as crianças!" I shot back, grabbing Blu's wing and rapidly immersed into the crowd. [No Rafael, I'm not sure. Blu, let's go find the kids!]

Rafael however have a different thought and quickly brought our movement to a halt the moment I saw him blocking out way with a smug look donned his face. "Oh come on! They will be, trust me. They aren't that small anymore." Rafael stated. "You two have always taken this parenthood too serious."

"Well I don't." I retorted. "You can't blame me for caring so much for my children."

"And that's the reason they love you so much." Rafael beamed. "Now come on, trust me on this one. They will be fine, besides, you really two lacking your time together."

I started to see the correctness in his words, while we still praised our love in high regards; it was a truth that we didn't get enough time together. Insecurity, however, still dominating a quite large portion in my soul, and I couldn't convinced myself to trust their words.

"I don't think I…" Blu interrupted me. "I think Rafael is right this time Jewel. Maybe we should just enjoy our time together this time."

I shot a glare on Blu, but he was quick enough to decipher the irked mood by simply walked closer to me and staring me with his soft gaze. "Hey, it's okay Jewel. The kids are bigger now than before, I'm pretty sure they can take care of themselves."

Those words- yeah, those words probably one the most terrifying things I had to register inside my brain. The fact that Carla, Bia and Tiago would pretty soon reached the time when they need to live on their own, the prospect so terrifying to me.

I tried to make the feelings seemed insignificant, but no matter what, my motherly instincts still told me that they weren't ready- or perhaps… I wasn't ready yet to release them to this harsh-cold-world.

How can I be ready when I know the kind of hardship they need to endure in the future? How can I ever bring myself to believe when I can recall every single despair and lament I have to bear in my youth? Truthfully, I really love them to the core until I couldn't help myself to part with them, and the verity succumb me into a deeper state when I started to become overprotective.

Hindsight didn't last 24/7 though, and sometimes they just too small to be noticeable. I was thankful that I had someone like Blu by my side, he always been my furnace of love, never vanished the warmth of love he had for me, and it drove me wild in love with him, being so loved and treasured within the golden chest inside his heart.

And he never tire himself to reassure me that the kids will be fine- not with verbal jab, but with the language of love he always chanted for me like a chick asking his Mom to sing a lullaby that drifted him to slumber.

I sighed, I hated myself for being too emotional; then again, I didn't do anything wrong, right? I didn't act sans the obvious reason, right?

Blu opened his wing and asking me to get closer which I obliged to do so. He then wrapped it around me, while his head rested on mine, acted as a cushion for him. "Jewel, trust me on this one that they will be okay." He soothed. "They aren't chicks anymore, and you know that we need to let them go one day."

He lowered his gaze until it met mine; my eyes already formed the hot moistures, and gently he wiped away with his wing. "I promise you no matter what, they will be okay, they will be there when you are old, they will be there to spend sunset every day you want."

I sheepishly answered. "But- I don't know, Blu… I mean…"

He lifted one of his primaries and silenced me. "I promise."

"But-"

"I promise." He said patiently; compensated me with a dose of affectionate hug.

I let out a sigh, his words started to sink in inside my storm-coated-heart and quickly dissipated the doubt I had, replacing it with the sun of love from the bird that standing next to me.

I embraced his hug, enjoying his plumages touched mine within the hug, a radiance of warm love throughout his body ceaselessly. "Thanks a lot, Blu." I sniffed. "I don't know what I'm going to do without you."

He donned me with a heartfelt smile that almost melted me. "That's okay, Jewel."

I then noticed blotches of damp feathers in his chest, the spot where I recently pour my salty tears and frowned. "Look what I've done to you." I wiped his plumage with futility result.

He giggled softly and drew my wing away, holding it tightly with his. "That tickles… stop."

Acting like a teenager birds all over again- I blamed my old age for this. I smiled the moment he glanced over me with the glimmer on his eyes that affirmed the burning passion only for me, testimonial of his love for me, a promise that his love will aid me with adamancy, negating any possible doubt that I will starve and or cold at night, because I know within his heart he placed me as a jewel – if you don't mind the pun.

I recalled the odds that brought us together- the same thing Rafael was doing after we broke the affectionate act – which in Rafael opinion was the form of true love, something that delighted your senses when you saw them. Blu and I snickered the moment he enunciated how he managed to rescue Blu and me; ironic when in the end, it was left to us to save them from that plane.

Rafael's topic dwelled me into the nostalgic state after a fair amount of story, and the celebration that sprang to life around me was boosting my assimilation into the realm. The premiere of our nostalgia started with the time when I saw Blu back in the counterfeit foliage room. The premise on finding someone else closer to be relatable, more likely a species of mine wasn't something I already regarded in my soul anymore, all I wanted was liberty.

But the moment I saw him, a tingling sensation in my heart was noticeable- not yet I know what they were (mind you that I never got any dates before) and so, the escalated feelings was chided in an instant.

The revelation of his inability to fly was irked me even more, eclipsed any kind of sectors where the platonic love supposedly to grow. So instead, I retreated back to my main objectives, be free as a bird – metaphor… please understand.

The erratic mayhem that dawned upon us was indeed random and unpredictable, and being chained with him wasn't nice – I mean, you won't believe the number of his complaints during our crusade to break the chain, and with the firm impression already laced my sight, I didn't wager to trust him anymore, or so, until the emotion itself started to incept with greater intensity.

The moment we danced together, I started to feel a fuzzy feeling inside my heart- inexplicable emotion that kept resurfaced every time his presence existed next to me, and I began to ponder my insides on how I started to feel different for him. Is it what they called love? Or just a mirage from another fantasy?

Love was something new to me; I did wish one day that I will be there on my hollow with my mate's wing cradled me as our chicks jumping up and down asking us to wake, fulfilling the nature's call to ingest some of the nutrients they required to grow strong. Such heaven-tier scenery was always brought me a smile, although as the time passed by, I started to get impatient and losing the meaning of love itself.

And came the time to reaffirm and reshape my understatement about it- The moment Blu jumped out of the plane despite his inability to fly, and when he uttered how he was chained to me, I trusted my heart to him. I denied everything and let my heart spoke its language- we are going to die anyway, and it didn't matter anymore.

I still remembered the feeling of the jetting wind brushed my plumage as our beaks touching each other, sending a pulse of jolting rhythm to my heart. Pure passion was probably more accurate to describe what I was feeling rather than love- but it was the seedling of the next level of our relationship, the pungent flower called love.

I love him, I love him so much, and I love him from the bottom of my heart. Even sometimes his quirky attitude get the best of him, it didn't falter the fortress of love we built together, the intangible chain now bonded us, and giving the title as mates- for life.

The image of my not-so-silly fantasy started to rekindled, and the epiphany that struck me akin a thunder when I realized that I'd pretty much reached one of the checkpoints on my life list of quests- but then again, something still felt empty, something was missing.

Crianças

Having a family on my own is always been my greatest obsession next to finding a mate- and with Blu already provided me with the title as mates; the topic about chicks was something inevitably paramount.

Blu was reluctant at first, claiming that he didn't think himself ready to become a father just yet- the lack of skills and experience on fatherhood sector plus quoted by him as "my neurotic mind" would place our offspring in the wake of danger.

I do understand that having children isn't something as easy as flying, it's arduous, and that's the reason why I conceived his decision to delay our union and having a family.

It didn't last long enough until I managed to persuade him, and before we knew it, we already blessed with three white oval orbs on our nest. Happiness flew into my vein like adrenaline pumped in- no longer I able to distract myself for not looking to the eggs and having the biggest smile in my beak. I knew that we would face the hurdles from this new parenthood thingy- yet, I was sure I would be okay.

Blu was also probably having the best time on his life- the way he acted the moment I managed to lay the eggs surprised me on just how strong his love is. Tears stained his cheek as he rushed towards me and giving me a bear-hug while his beak mumbled. "I love you, Jewel. You give me a family- I love you, I love you…"

Just how much he loves me? I may never know. But I do know one thing, that he sincerely loves me, with all his heart and soul. It is enough evidence that he is worth to have his feeling reciprocated.

Love is a fantastic thing. I may never understand how it works, but to feel and having that feelings inside my heart is enough to tell me even the lack of explanation will never waver my astonishment for it.

And I hope the same cases happen with my chicks, especially Bia.

I would never guess that Bia will be the first among his sibling to taste the sweet and fragrance fruit of love- I mean, my daughter attachment to books maybe the reason why I didn't foresee the relationship she was going into with Frost.

I mean- that boy is nice and all, but when it comes into relationship, commitment must be placed as number one priority, the roots of a healthy relationship. I have any right to doubt that boy, because the consequence of love is like two-edged blade, and certainly I didn't want my chick to experience the bitterness of love. While I did started to develop some understatement about Frost himself the moment he broke into tears this morning- that love did exist inside his heart, perhaps if I was Bia, I could see right through that blue eyes that he did love my daughter.

And I consent my judgment to shape itself into believing that Frost can be Bia's true lover, while their age still young, I have a feeling that their love will bring them into "mates" status in the future.

Love is amusing right?

A playful shove from my mate was drawing me away from my realm of nostalgia. The noise and color from the celebration around me started to reregistered back into my consciousness. I shot him a look that asking an explanation over his action, but before I could muster any words, someone else interjected. "Blu, Jewel! I thought I will never see you guys here!"

Her familiar alto voice instantly recognized from my sampling memory and returned her warm greeting. "Selena! Wow, you're here!"

"Sim, Jewel. Não vou a perder esse incrível carnaval." She stated with eyes full of excitement. [Yes, Jewel. I'm not going to miss this incredible Carnival.]

I nodded my head, agreeing her statement while my eyes wandered the sea of color that puddled up into a suffocating situation if I ever get myself in the midst. "So, I heard you performing tonight with César?" Blu inquired.

"Ah yes! That's correct."

Something else snapped inside me. "Uhm… Blu, where's Rafael?"

He rolled his eyes while his beak stifled a soft laugh. "Lost within thought huh? Jewel oh Jewel." He quipped, cradled me with his wing. "He went to grab Eva, they will be here soon."

"Oh… I guess I didn't notice that he said that."

"So, where's César? I thought you both performed together." Blu asked, averting his gaze to Selena.

"He went to search for Miguel, do you guys see him?"

"Actually no." I said plainly.

She sighed. "Where is that boy, he always make me worried sick."

"How old is Miguel?" Blu asked. "It seems that he isn't that young anymore."

"Seven years old, and do mind that age is still relatively young for harpy eagles."

"That's quite old for me, I mean Carla, Bia and Tiago are five years old right now…" He stopped when he noticed my stern glare. "Uhm… honey, do you hungry? Let me grab something for you." He added awkwardly.

I didn't realize that until Blu asked me to grab some meal, my belly started its series of protest, and I obliged its demand for some daily sustenance. "Yes please."

He pecked me on the cheek, sending a pulse of tingling where his beak recently touched. "I'll be back beautiful, just wait."

I smiled as I watched his departure into the sea of color from the plumages of birds alike, my heart felt so warm.

"He is so caring to you. You are really lucky." Selena stated.

I blushed. "Oh no, I mean yes. I believe César as caring as him."

Selena donned a smile to her face. "Yeah, sometimes I wonder how I deserved someone like him, and I felt like I didn't love him enough."

She then frowned. "I never know how tired it is for him to keep reassuring me that Miguel is just growing up and I need to accept the truth. I guess- well, I'm not ready to part with my chick just yet, even he isn't a chick anymore, he always be to me."

"That's funny." I stated.

"Hm?" She asked.

"I mean- you see, Blu and me just having the exact conversation regarding the kids, with the same reason." I admitted. "It seems that they grow too fast. I loathed myself for being so self-conscious right now because I always worried for my chicks, the future might be bleak or not, I just can't bear myself to let harm get its talon on them."

Selena nodded, affirming the kind of distress we both shared as a Mother. "I do understand that feeling- no matter how much César told me to just calm down." She then inhaled a deep breath. "While I still hold some grudge over the idea, like it or not, I need to accept it sooner or later."

She puffed some of her breath rather rapidly, before continuing. "You see- César always told me that no matter what, family is the utmost. I know we already taught Miguel about the concept of the family, how importance it is to keep in touch- and he like it, I know he loves me and César as a whole."

"But still I have doubt, not just about Miguel, but my love with César as a whole."

"What do you mean?" I baffled. "I mean César loves you and what Miguel has to do with this?"

She turned crimson, but sighing and resuming. "Well, having chicks in my opinion is the one that united me and César closer than before, you know- like the symbol or fruit of our love." She confessed. "And with the absence of Miguel one day, I don't know if I'm going to see him as I see him right now."

Selena's reasons might seem ludicrous; I mean- I didn't get the logic or any sense behind her statement. I didn't need chicks to prove our love, because I know his love is purely only directed to me, and it never vanished until the earth come to an end. But then again, I appreciated how people perceive love differently, for me, I don't need symbol for it, I just need reassurance, I just need sense of security that I won't be abandoned or left shivering in the cold night, and Blu already provided me with more than I ever need.

Selena then chuckled. "That's why César assured me that if chicks really are what I need to feel loved, he stated that we can always have more in the future."

I will take note on that, having more chicks never been crossed inside my head because Carla, Bia and Tiago already enough for me, but if I ever longing for more of them, I guess it isn't a bad idea.

"Ah yes, I think I need to get ready right now. Adeus!" Selena exclaimed a farewell, opening her massive wing and soared into the sky.

Blu then returned with some star-fruit in his talon. "Uh, I'm sorry I took so long. The crowd is more crowded than I remembered."

"Really? I mean- I don't remember our first Carnival because of that stupid cockatoo." I stated. "By the way, where's Rafael, thought he will get back here with Eva."

"Maybe they got a little problem with their you-know-what while I adore them for their integrity with chicks." Blu chuckled, "You still thinking about the kids? I mean…"

"Yes, but I think I'll manage this time, Blu." I interjected. "Let's just have some fun tonight."

Blu nodded twice, lifting his talon and offer me the star-fruit. "Here, you must be very hungry."

"No, I'm so full I'm going to throw up." I said, my voice rich with sarcasm.

Blu only tittered softly as he dragged me closer to the edge. "You told me that you missed your first Carnival huh? But I think that's a good thing we miss them."

Dumbfounded, I asked. "What do you mean?"

"I mean if we didn't miss them, I don't think I will ever get the chance to tell you that I love you."

"It's not true Blu." I replied. "I mean you are the most sweetest and caring bird I've ever known, don't you dare questioning that again." I huffed playfully, crossing my wing.

"No... Jewel…" He then burst into laugh. "I mean it is the Carnival that brought us together. I didn't have the courage to tell you my feelings until we fall together, but I accept the compliment."

I turned crimson with his words. "Well, I thought you questioned your liability once more, because you always do that even you know that you are more than enough for me." I cooed.

"That's so… nice, I feel so warm, thanks a lot, Jewel." Blu then took a portion bite of his star-fruit.

The scent drove me mad to attack the yellow star-shaped-fruit – bad description eh? – And quickly reduced it within seconds, the pulp tasted so sour and sweet at the same time, I lifted my talon for more, only to be greeted with empty talon.

Blu was watching me with amusing look. "You really are that hungry huh? Here take this; I'm quite full at the moment." He taloned me his meal.

I shook my head to deny, but my belly betrayed me before I could form word and ejected them into my beak, its loud grumbling made my vocal cord let out a groan.

The tantalizing noise resonated into the crowd, and I was SO thankful that the music was so loud even our voice was muffled into whisper. The sound however felt like a fireworks, and the containment of my shame represented with a shade of peach on my cheek.

"My mate really are that hungry." Blu stated lovingly. "Here I'm really full."

I promptly glanced into his caring chocolate-eyes, formed a smile on my beak and snatched the yellow meal out of his talon. "Thanks a lot, Blu."

He caressed me with his wing. "Anytime, Meu amor."

My heart was filled with delight every time he touched me and gave me his affection, I feel so loved, he knew how to tickle me in the heart, and I couldn't resist to utter the magical three words that never got old no matter how much we already said it. "I love you, Blu."

"I love you too, Jewel."

It wasn't long until I heard an impish laughter filled the air, and to confirm my suspicion, several birds- their plumage stained with red juice already berating in Portuguese. I promptly brought my wing over my head, sensing a migraine built up. "Oh, Tiago."

"Blu, we need to search for Tiago, I don't know what kind of mayhem he will caused this time."

"Are you sure it was him? I mean I know he is as mischievous as a bat, but I don't think everything that happened is his fault." He then added. "Besides, it's Carnival, I think some birds will appreciate the joke if and if only it is indeed Tiago."

"I don't know, perhaps it is best to just be safe."

Blu sighed. "Okay, Jewel, you win. But please keep in mind that he will be okay."

I beckoned and soared into the sky, eyes scanned the multi-colored blobs on the ground looking for a shade of blue within them. The crusade was fruitless, until I heard Blu squawking and motioned me to descend. I beat my wings rapidly, allowing the airlift to cease without getting me smacking onto the ground.

And that's where I saw my only son coated with repulsive red juice. "What?! What happened to you?"

Tiago rotated his head, his face blotched completely with the red juice, but I could see his weak smile. "Oh hi Mom, Dad."

"Tiago Gunderson, explain this." I commanded. "What happened to you?"

"Let's just say that I got inside my own prank." He replied huskily. "Yeah… it didn't work so well."

My effort to contain the laughter soon rewarded with a failure to do so, a small laugh escaped my beak, and it started to infect other as well when the whole attendees laughing heartily. "Taste your own medicine eh little bird?" I teased.

He nodded, but his beak quickly donned into a sly smile. "Mom, I need a HUG!"

He launched his body onto mine, sending a fair amount of the sticky juice into my plumage while running away into his father as well, his mischievous laughter reverberated into the noisy atmosphere.

I wasn't prepared when he lunged towards me, the crash plus extra the repulsive juice became inevitable issues. I could hear him laughing triumphantly as he chased his father.

I might get irked with the sticky ooze covered my body, but somehow, seeing him charging to his father while Blu frantically running like he was being pursued with a jaguar was stroking amusing to me, it helped me ignored the sticky sensation for a while.

It was something spectacle to watch someone being chased by his son, and in the end, Blu efforts to be spared from the same sticky ooze was rewarded with a sticky ooze – ironically – slowly dripping from his feathers. Tiago didn't deterred when I flew towards them; instead, a huge victorious smile donned his face.

Before I could scold him, his beak muttered. "I love you Mom, Dad." And the words die away.

This is the reason why I can't let them go, I mean- I love them too, to the core, and suddenly there is a prospect when they won't be there with me? I might be acting like emotional hatchlings, but that's what I felt- I wanted to stay like this if I could.

I smiled heartedly. "Love you too, Tiago." I nuzzled him.

"Mom, can we do this later? I mean…"

"Nope!" I interrupted. "This is what you want right?" I said jovially, hugging him more tightly.

He somehow obliged, sans any effort to restrain the affectionate act that usually he thought as uncool. I could hear his tiny heart beating and vibrating into my body, and so, I could feel the radiance of his love as well.

He nuzzled into my chest during the period of the hug, breaking when I finally let go of him. He kept the smile on his face. "I really need that Mom, thanks a lot, love you."

He might be not as emotional as Frost, but I could feel that he was crying on the inside, only logical masked firmly etched on his face. "I'm going to wash this gunk away from me, see ya later!" with that, he flew into the crowd and his presence dissipated.

I didn't realize I was crying until Blu warped his wing around me. "You getting more emotional lately, Jewel."

"It's not my fault!" I replied harshly, but quickly regretted on how I picked my vocal cord pitch. "Oh… sorry, I… don't know what happened."

Patiently as always, he didn't waver or shock with my attitude, but console with me with his redundant love that never failed to penetrate my heart.

He spoke no words, but his action announced loudly on how much he cared about me, and with it slowly reducing my solemnity until it died away by itself, burned in the wake of intense fire named love.

I crumpled my body deeper into his embrace, sodden his juice stained plumage once more with my salty tears. He didn't mind, keeping his wing around me as long as I required to let the sadness waning.

"You okay now, Jewel?" He asked me gently, nuzzling my head.

"I… think, I'm… fine." I stated between my sob.

"It's not the end, Jewel. We will meet them again tomorrow."

"I know, Blu. I just… you know… I hate it when it isn't clear… I can't bring myself to a faith."

"You make it like they are going to die tonight or something." Blu sighed- I suppose, he has any right to be frustrated, but no, no he didn't.

"I don't want you to cry, Jewel. Every time I see that eye shed a tear, my heart got stabbed, I can't bear the pain, it hurts a lot… it hurts a lot to see you stay inside lament."

"Please help me will you? I love you, Jewel, and I will do anything for you, please don't cry anymore."

You know the feeling of intense love? No? Well because it is very hard to describe. I mean every diluted aspect in your life is being reinforced immediately, flawless creation when you and your partner completed each other. I can't express how the intense platonic love is, but when you finally find it; trust me that it is going to be the last thing you ever wished. Love is a quintessential thing.

"How can I ever enough to say gratitude to you, Blu. You always stand with me undeterred no matter how much obstacles we have to endure?" I asked with my tears-tinted-vision.

"Because you are my mate, the only lovely one, your happiness is my happiness. Happy wife, happy life." He replied.

"Isn't it quite a bad phrase? I mean you put me so high, until you forget your own happiness?" I inquired.

He inhaled a deep breath. "That's when you don't see the rightness inside a phrase, I mean when you just thinking on what meets the eye."

"It is true, Jewel; that in a relationship, both parties must acquire happiness in order to call them as a healthy relationship, so their love blossomed, trusting and finally, marriage."

He then looking at me. "For males- I mean at least to me, I pretty much thinking about your happiness, you are a mother of my chicks, a lovely wife I could never ask any more. Why? It's not about buying a flower and rubbing it on your face, or simply I have to oblige with everything you wish. No, but there is a deeper meaning inside it."

"Now, if we talk a blatantly, the phrase feel so overweight, and it seems that wife is the most important in here, but the truth is, both parties are important."

He smiled at me. "And here is come the deeper meaning of it." He then added. "What makes someone happy is unique, I mean one bird can be happy just because he ate a tasty mango, while some can only be pleased with big things, call it for example, having a mate or chicks."

"Now, to make your partner happy, in this case, a true love, it didn't need so many things to do. Happy wife means I want not need to make you happy, and so, how do I do that?"

He enveloped me with his wing and snuggled closely with me. "Are you happy now?"

I nodded my head, embracing his warm body.

"That's how I need do it, and how everyone should do it."

"I'm still confused." I stated.

He inhaled a deep breath once more. "Happiness is love, and when I love you, you'll be happy. It is my task to make you feel completely loved, as well as maintaining your steady happiness. Because when I do my job to love you, I also get the joy myself."

"Now, love is about trust and integrity, when we take a vow as a mate, you trusted your heart with me that I will always treasured it, just like I trusted my heart to you. Love isn't a proposal, and you should remember that."

"Love is about to ensure each other happiness, because… well this one kinda tough, well because it is love… that's just it. And so, my happiness is your happiness, your sorrow is also my sorrow, as our heart already molded into one."

"That's why I can proudly say, Esposa feliz, vida feliz. Because I want to show my love to you, I want you to be happy, and every time I saw your smile, I'm happy already." [Happy wife, happy life]

I felt my heart skipped a few beats as he finished his speech. "Where did you learn all of that?"

He pecked me on the cheek. "I learn that from you, gorgeous."

I blushed. "Oh, that's so sweet, but seriously, where did you learn that?"

He patiently repeated his response. "It is from you. Our marriage makes me introspect myself, to make me into a better bird both as a father figure for our chicks as well as a loving mate for you."

I deadpanned with the wisdom he carried, stuck in awe that I didn't just get the right bird, but the perfect one to spend my time with. "Blu."

"Hmm…?"

I touched my beak with his, giving a sugary kiss, a form of my contentment love that surged and ruptured with a passion, and I never wanted this moment came to an end.

A catchy samba music resonated through my eardrums. "Come on, let's dance."

I didn't care even if our plumage was coated with red stain. I didn't care if the crowd look at us funny, what I care was he was here, with me, never left my heart, because we caged each other hearts, and molding them into a singularity.

Blu averted his gaze and speak. "Looks like we aren't the only one induced by love tonight." He smiled, pointing at my back.

I turned my head and saw Bia and Frost kissing together, passion filled their soul until they ignored the world that revolved around them. "I'll say."

"So, do you like Samba now?"

"Nope, I still haven't grown fond of them." Blu chuckled. "But I guess, tonight is an exception."

Like I said before, Love is amusing, right?

A/N: hello there! sorry for the delays as I'm *snort* currently sick right now, but still able to write thankfully.

and pretty much it... XD I didn't have anything to say.

oh yes, perhaps I want to thank people for keep reading this story, your faithful viewership didn't come unnoticed, so as always, Thanks for reading, and don't forget to leave a review!