So someone asked for the alternate ending for 'Birdsong 2', so here it is, but its not the happy one. It's only different from the ~;~ below though.
Birdsong 2.1
That became their thing, the bird noises. When he saw her smile as she woke up, and reach over to pet his head (well, the eagle's head), his heart softened a little. He liked her, a lot, he had long come to terms with that, and he may even possibly love her, to the smallest smallest extent possible. Maybe. So every morning he morphed, every morning he made some new noise with his new throat, and every morning they'd smile.
...
It was on one of those mornings where he finally kissed her. He had imitated a swallow that day, tweeted at her in short, quick, machine-gun bursts, and she stretched, looked at him, and told him to morph back. He did so, and the customary exchange occurred.
"So it's a swallow this time."
"Yeah it is."
"Thanks."
"Alright."
Then she walked off into the bathroom, to brush her teeth. When she came back though, he was still sitting there, in the same position as before, and he looked slightly nervous.
"Puck?"
He looked up. "Yeah?"
"What are you still doing here?"
"Uh... I have something to tell you."
"Oh. Alright then, shoot."
"Uh... uh..." He looked around helplessly "I don't know how to say it."
"Puck just say it."
"Oh I'll show you!" And he flew off his perch and pressed his lips to her. It was short, chaste, but for the briefest of seconds their eyes fluttered shut. Then he pulled back, and grinned.
"Yeah. That's it. See ya." And then he was off, whizzing away on his pink fairy wings.
...
"A dove today?"
"Yeah."
"Bit of a strange choice."
"Who are you to judge?"
"Thanks."
"Alright."
When she came back, she saw her boyfriend still sitting, and the events from the last she found him there flew to her mind. "You still here?"
"Yeah."
"Something else to ask?"
"Yeah."
"What is it this time, a proposal?" she smiled, to show she was joking, and he chuckled back.
"Well that now you mention it..." He pulled out a ring box from his pocket and threw it to her. "Marry me?"
She caught it, and opened it to reveal a small golden ring, with two blue and green stones set in it. "Seriously?"
"Seriously."
"No joke?"
"None at all."
"Well, sure then."
He grinned. "Great."
She strode up to him and kissed him, her fingers tangling in his hair, and stroked his jaw.
"Should we tell Daphne now?" she whispered.
"We probably should."
"She'll freak out."
"I know."
"It'll be very loud."
"It will be. You do it."
"No way."
...
She woke up to the croak of the black-feathered crow.
"A crow today?"
"Yeah."
"A dark bird to choose."
"Was that a pun?"
"Might have been."
"Marshmallow texted me. Says there's a dragon burning down Old McDonald's farm. I'll be back in an hour or so, two hours at most."
"Ok. Stay safe. Don't be an idiot."
"Yeah yeah."
He opened the window, sword already on his belt, wings out.
"Oh hey Puck." Sabrina said, just before he left.
"Yeah?"
"Thanks."
He grinned. "Alright." And then he was off.
~;~
He never returned.
...
She can no longer walk in the park.
Now the sounds of birdsong, it breaks her.
Be it the cry of the eagle, the twitter of the sparrow, the call of the dove, or the crackle of the crow, she can feel her throat clench, her fingers shake, her world falling apart over and over again, as the whistle of death mingles with the whistle of the bird.
As tears run down her face,
and she cries.
I personally like this ending more than the one in 'Birdsong 2'. It seems more... subtle, and sophisticated to me. I'll have the happy alternate ending posted, once I rewrite it (I deleted it). Thanks for reading, and please review.