Pyrot Pondering.

"Now what do I do?" you squark.

"Anything but tickle me, PLEASE!!" pleads Rex

You lean against the sole of his foot, sending him into giggles.

"I could just fly off,but then I'd be a parrot for life!" you mutter, absent-mindedly strumming you feathers against poor Rex's foot, making him laugh even more.

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For the first time in your life, you feel sorry for Rex

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