Notes & Disclaimers:

• Rio is Blue Sky Studios.

• Harry and Annabelle are based on two characters from some of Alexriolover95's stories.

The special thing about this fanfiction is that it goes over a collection of stories made by me, and they are about this special pair of lovebirds: Harry and Annabelle, a couple of macaws, one that is red and the other that is blue, and they go through so much together. It was inspired by (what I think was) the first red/blue pair I've ever seen from Alexriolover95's older stories.

While developing this, I even told Alex about my idea for it, and he said he wanted some of his characters to be in their first story. Originally that gave me the idea to make their tale work as a spin-off series canon to Alex's older stories. But now, as I am working on re-establishing this, I now have this new idea I want to share.

Hey Alex,

If it's okay with you, I'm going to make this first arc canon to something that may work as a soft-reboot universe. Where hints of the events from your older stories exist in this fictional universe, but in a way where everything in this series is still K to K-Plus. I hope I explained that properly and you are still okay with it, as I will make sure it respects your source material.

So, I hope I can make this new pair and their stories look good. I'll even try to make sure the order of the stories will make sense to everyone, and I hope everyone will enjoy THE FIRST STORY of this OC pair.

(Please leave a comment and enjoy!)


First Story Chapter One:

A Strange But Caring Intro


2014, at one point of that good long year, Alex the Scarlet Macaw, his two best friends Blu and Jewel, and their family were up on the night of News Year's Eve. Having an enjoyable time dancing and watching the fireworks. But that wasn't the only special thing that was going on that night.

Deep in the jungle, a couple of miles away from Rio, there was a tree with a large hollow. It was homey and wide open, and inside was a sleeping scarlet macaw who didn't look like he was in good health.

It was a male. He was sleeping on a small vine bed, yet looked seriously unconscious as he had black scorches on his feathers and a broken wing. He even had deep burn marks on his neck. With injuries like those, he would have considered himself lucky to be alive. After a while, it began to rain, and with a loud crack of thunder, the macaw woke up.

"AHHH! OWW!" He yelled, waking up in shock and struggling to get up with pain. "I-I-I-I-?!" He also noticed some things. Not only did he find it scary to be alone inside a hollow that he wasn't familiar with, but he saw that he couldn't speak. He tried getting up and with every new word he tried to talk with, it sounded rough. But that was only because his throat was closely burned, and as he stood up, he had trouble trying to stay up.

"Ha! Uh! Ah!" He continued screaming, trying to keep his balance and maybe call for help but nothing worked, and as he was about to fall, he didn't land on his back. But was instead caught by something. He turned and noticed his catcher. It was a silhouette, but he recognized it as another macaw. The scarlet panicked as he turned the other way. Tried walking back away from the other bird and heard it speak in a foreign language.

"Querido amigo, por favor acalme-se! Eu não vou para machucar você." It tried walking toward him until he fell back on a vine bed.

"OW!" Those were one of the only words he could speak. He tried getting up again and wanted to fly away from the macaw until it stopped him. It pressed its wings on his chest and shoulder before speaking again.

"Querido amigo…por favor, acalme-se. Por favor acalme-se. Por favor, acalme-se."

That macaw kept repeating its words very softly, so the scarlet settled and soon noticed something. The other macaw sat down and kept pressing its wings on his shoulders, which felt somewhat comfortable. Then as the room seemed to lighten up a little, he saw that the other bird…was a female blue macaw. She was tall, light blue, healthy, and to the scarlet's eyes…very beautiful.

After looking at her face more, the scarlet became completely calm and rested his body on the vine bed.

Then the blue macaw smiled and said, "Meu nome é Annabelle. Anna-belle."

The scarlet realized she was telling him her name so he nodded, showing he understood.

The blue macaw smiled again before getting up. At the corner of the hollow, she grabbed a cold and wet leaf before bringing it to the scarlet. It was a little startling for him but she had to place it on his neck to help cool down the burn. So once she did it, the scarlet settled again. Annabelle felt good to be helping him and deep inside she thought that despite his condition, he was pretty charming.

So that was when she thought it was time to test him. She asked him if he spoke these languages. "Uh…espanol? Portugues? Cestina? Francais?" The scarlet became confused but soon understood what she was asking, so he kept shaking his head slowly each time until she finally said, "English?" Then he nodded. Annabelle felt excited about it so she finally spoke fully to him.

"Oh good. Sir, I understand that you're confused as to what's happening but I can assure you, you're safe. A while ago, I was flying out to look for food until I noticed all these bright colorful things popping so suddenly in the sky, and that's when I noticed some black figure falling. So I guess my curiosity got the best of me and I decided to check it out. Until I saw that that figure was you. You were burned by those colorful things and fell hard on the ground. I couldn't just leave you there so I brought you here. This hollow is one of my homes, and until you get back to your health, I suggest you stay here and let me help you. Okay?"

The scarlet nodded to her, and took a good look at her before signifying her to give him her wing. She did give him her left wing, and he inspected the tip of it a little.

Annabelle understood. "Oh. Have you never seen a bird like me before?"

The scarlet smiled and shook his head. He let go of her wing and tried to speak. "My-my-my-" Still hardly anything right came out.

So Annabelle gently pressed on his neck with her wing. "Shh. Try not to speak. You got hurt pretty badly and I don't want it to get worse. Just take it easy." The scarlet nodded and Annabelle chuckled. "Hmm…first friend I've made in a while and already I can see you're the stubborn and tough kind of guy, huh?" She laughed.

The scarlet rolled her eyes, then Annabelle said, "You know, until you get your voice back, how would you feel if I called you…Red?"

The scarlet shrugged to her question. He seemed okay with it.

"Okay then. Wait right here, Red. I need to make sure I clean you with…well, the cleanest moss. Those scorch marks need to be washed properly." Annabelle stood up and went to the other side of the hollow.

Right as she said clean though, Harry was confused again and saw Annabelle walk over to what looked like a bird bath. It was at the other corner of the hollow. It was a little big, clean, and had a spring falling at one end. Annabelle knelt down to the edge alone and washed off a set of moss to make it sterile. Seeing that bath gave Red the feeling as if he was in a spa, until Annabelle walked back over to him.

She said, "Now if you haven't already noticed, your wing is broken so I'm gonna have to help you clean it." Red agreed to it since he wasn't in the condition to do it himself. Annabelle smiled and started. She carefully scrubbed on the scorch marks, and cleaned Red from the wings. While doing so, Annabelle felt relieved helping her new friend.

Red just stayed sitting where he was, and felt good with the aid he was being given.

After Annabelle stopped, Red smiled, by using the right kind of wing-signals, he gestured, "Thank you."

Annabelle smiled and replied, "You're welcome." Then Red dried himself.

"Right now, you should try to rest and if you get hungry then I'll bring you food in the morning."

Red nodded, and moved his beak, trying to say again, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Those were Annabelle's last words before they stared at each other. Red focused on how beautiful Annabelle looked, and vice versa. Then Annabelle suddenly noticed the moment was feeling too weird. So she looked away and said, "Goodnight. Just take it easy and I'll see you in the morning." Then Red made a small wave to her. So he rested on the bed, and saw Annabelle fly out of the hollow, and into another tree next door.

"Oh. That's what she meant by one of her homes." Red said in his mind. After that, he quickly went to sleep.

Red soon fell into it quickly, but Annabelle didn't. She was deep in her own thoughts. "Oh boy…what was I thinking? I ran away from my home so I could be alone, not be a total stranger's nurse. But despite that…he is awfully nice. I like him. But I know I can't keep him here. Once he's back to normal he'll have to leave. I'm sorry, Red." Then she slept on her own bird-hammock.

They both were deeply asleep through the new stormy night. And the scarlet, whose name was really Harry, was feeling something new towards Annabelle. He hoped it would last.


End of Chapter One of Story One


More Notes & Disclaimers:

• "2014": Assuming I have the timeline of Alexriolover95's stories put in correctly.

• "he wasn't familiar with": That's because it wasn't his hollow.

• "She was tall": She was the same height as any adult macaw, but comparatively an inch shorter than Harry.

• "one of my homes": With how alone she was, she actually owns two trees. One to sleep in, and one to store food. That's her way of surviving.

What do you think of that? Something sweet and new, right? Also, the beginning part you read was supposed to reference chapter 1 to Alexriolover95's "The Scarlet Side" to tell you what part of the story they're at. And just so you all know…if I bring up any familiar characters such as Alex, Liz, Lisa, remember that they belong to Alexriolover95, and if I decide to bring Ivory, she also belongs to Alex and AlphaWolf97100. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this story and everything else I share. Thank you everyone for reading and admiring.