Summary: Crew: WHERE IS HE!?! OH PLEASE LET HIM BE OKAY!
Mumza: Hello little one, I shall hold you
Tommy: *Is Held*
Notes: Bro why is Mumza actually so hard to write?! She's so hard to try and mold, idk if I regret having her or not tbh XD
Warning! I am inconsistent with her height I am SO SORRY XD
Cyber: I try and fix it but I make no promises.
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"Tommy!"
"Choo-mi!"
"Where are you!?"
Phill glides up above them, having taken the high ground to try and find their wayward human. He circled above the thick foliage and trees desperately searching for the now familiar glint of golden hair against a scarlet shirt. He desperately wanted to go and find Kristin but right now Tommy was the priority. Tommy who could be injured, poisoned, or worst of all kidnapped. As inhospitable as this planet was to most species it was probably most dangerous because of the nomads who roamed its green surface. Nomads who enjoyed dragging outsiders into their fighting pits. Kristin and Phil had a deal with them, and the tribes for the most part left them alone, but most species considered humans little more than vicious beasts. Magnificent and valuable beasts, but beasts nonetheless.
Thankfully though not many people other than the nomads lived here. It was a reserve of sorts, protected against terraforming, and large cities. Unless you bought a spot of land and lived according to the regulations you could live a very private life out here. A safe life.
Phil draws out his communicator from his Kilva's, he'd been using it to keep in contact with Kristin and update her of their arrival. But now he uses it for a far more urgent message, one of desperate concern. One of his crewmates, his flock, is missing. He's desperately hoping that Tommy is near the ship, that his legendary human endurance is still weakened from yesterday as hard as that was to watch. Somehow for some ominous reason Phil doubts it, the perks of being young and human he supposed.
Twirling in the air, he watches Techno steadily making progress below him catching glimpses of him beneath the trees, and foliage. Techno's strength and light build are carrying him well ahead of Phil as he periodically crouchs to scan the ground for tracks or some other sign of their wayward human. He quickly loses sight of Techno despite the vibrant color of his fur, he lets out a heaving sigh. If only he were a few decatons younger he'd have already found Tommy.
And now that he's thinking about it on top of their missing human, they have missing Enderian don't they. Dangit all, in the panic of Tommy's terrifyingly quick dash into the dangers of Te'ho he'd forgotten about Ranboo. Well hopefully he didn't teleport too much and mess up his injured arm further, and remembered enough of their previous visits to Te'ho to be able to make his way back to his and Kristen's Dooe'. Heck now that he thinks about it he hopes that bite didn't mess with Ranboo's teleportation, no bite should be able to, but Tommy and his various body functions had been a downright contradiction and mystery at every turn so far, so who knew honestly!
A flash of blue and yellow catches the corner of his eye and he flicks his gaze toward the flash of stumbling movement. He flies down to check on the blur, and discovers that it's WIlbur who has fallen far behind both Philza and Techno.
Curving his top set of wings inward and lowering his bottom set to glide he swoops down before beating his top set right before landing to cushion the impact. Landing, he kicks up a bunch of grass, petals, and dirt. Much of which ends up striking Wilbur in a wall of debris, and a lot of it ends up in the gaping mouth of the Orcam who had opened his mouth in shock.
Wilbur spits out a bunch of dirt and gravel before phasing himself through the rest of the dirt. He's cursing and grumbling under his breath but Phil manages to catch something vaguely on the lines of:
"I'm not a running species, blegh, or a dirt eating one" That last one makes Phil snort, the irony of a tunneler who hated dirt, it never failed to amuse him even if he loved his son for it. Wilbur bitterly spat out a blade of grass he'd somehow missed.
"Do you think Techno will find Tommy? Or Ranboo for that matter?"
Phil immediately sobered at that, his lips turning down into a frown, letting a whistling moaning chip slide out of his side Fle's in distress.
"I sure hope so mate"
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Techno pounded through the forest the underbrush doing little to stop or slow him, he flew over roots and stones, snapping through branches and vines alike as he sceneted the air, and twisted his ears from side to side, desperately searching for any sign of Tommy. Nothing slowed or stopped him, though he desperately wanted to increase his speed, he kept up the quick but steady pace if Tommy had gotten far, or gotten into trouble he'd need some energy left. Besides, unlike the frankly unnatural amount of tenacity and endurance that the human displayed, Techno knew his limits and it wasn't anywhere near Tommys seemingly endless reserves. So despite the frantic screaming in the back of his head for him to find his sounder, to find the runt, Techno kept a steady pace reserving his energy in case he had to fight for the darned runt. He swears they didn't get into half as much trouble before Tommy came alone (that was a lie they got into all sorts of trouble just fine, but he was worried so eh! Such minor details didn't matter at the moment).
Suddenly as he twitches one of his ears once more he faintly hears a trilling chirp up ahead. He freezes and swivels his ears, he can hear familiar voice speaking in an ancient language older even than Phils. One that he only knows one person to speak, and she is talking to something that makes another sound back. A sound that though unfamiliar and unnatural to him a few weeks ago, now sounds so clearly of sounder that his heart skips a beat.
He starts moving again, much faster this time, charging in the direction of the sounds. He hops atop a boulder and leaps off the edge of a small cliff into a low gully before with a powerful flexing of his legs he leaps upward once more and out again on the other side. He pounds through the foliage, toward his SOUNDER his instincts and the voices screaming in his head. Then he suddenly comes to a break in the foliage and bursts through only to be greeted by Krisitins massive ebony wings, glittering and void like with patches of silver light shining across them like stars caught in the abyss. She glances at him with a gentle smile across her face, her white eyes glowing merrily under the shade of her hat and veil. The veil that is made specifically to protect others from the power of her direct gaze, the power he feels even now in his bones.
She turns away once more and even across the clearing he can hear her laughter as she coos and laughs at whatever she has in her grasp, her back is to him and her wings are mantled around whatever is in her arms, her back and the waves of floating glowing hair all he can see.
He clears his throat to get her attention, once more. And he jumps back in terrified shock when he was rewarded with a protective screech as she whirls around tucking whatever had previously held her full attention against her side with her arms, spreading her wings wide and threatening, a glare that could shrivel any man's confidence into nothing upon her face, and those white eyes were edged with gold and purple now. A shiver slid down Techno's spine as he met that terrifying gaze.
Just as quickly the wings and stance dropped when she saw who had called her attention.
"Oh! Techno! I'm sosososo sorry I didn't mean to screech, you just caught me by surprise!"
He blinks in surprise, he'd thought....she must not have been actually looking at him earlier just in his direction. Confused but also embarrassed he quickly rearranges his expression back to one of cold indifference, also shifting his tense stance to a more relaxed one. But he knew he wasn't fooling Kristin when she could clearly see his tail twitching in a strained attempt to calm his nerves from that scare. She's really scary when angry, or protective even.
He waves a hand in the air
"It's fine, I just wasn't expecting you to be here, speaking of which. Have you seen a feral gold haired hu- I mean... alien? His name is Tommy"
"Tommy?"
She perks up and moves her wings to reveal a head of golden hair and a very happy human, who is paying more attention to her wings instead of the reather panicked Dura who has been searching for him along with the whole crew.
"This little one?"
Tommy looks him dead in the eyes and sticks his little pink tongue out, smiling all the while, full teeth and everything. Techno hears the leaves behind him being crushed and the rustling of the bushes being moved before he hears a tired yell from none other than Wilbur himself.
He's releasing a goo from his skin, an attempt to cool himself down, similar to Tommy's water leaking (sweating) but more... gooey.
He honestly still can't decide if it's worse or better than Tommy's method of body cooling. There's also the fact that Tommy's method is irritatingly sticky and itchy while Wilburs goo is surprisingly not sticky, it is an uncomfortable slick substance though, one that slides and slips. Eughhyuck!
"Did... *huff* did you find-" air gulp "-find him?"
Wilbur is practically collapsed against him, so much smaller against Techno's shoulder and Techno has to bend awkwardly to keep him from falling over. Techno winces as he feels the aforementioned slick goo begin to slide down his arm through his fur and around his shoulder and neck, in between his shoulders blades before stopping right at the halfway point of one of his vertebrae. He shudders at the sensation half desperate to just launch himself into the earth and peel his skin off to stop the horrid sensation. It's official he hates Wilburs slime sooooo much more than Tommy's odd itchy liquid water. The only reason he hasn't punted Wilbur away from him is he knows that the goo will be easily removed from his fur, and maybe just maybe he feels a little concerned at the Orcams unhealthy wheezes. Just maybe. Shut up, he is not soft!
"Yep, He's currently latching onto Kristen, if you would look up from the ground and stop begging for the petals to turn carnivorous to eat you you'd have seen him already"
He worries for a second about Wilburs head popping right off his body with how fast he jerks it up.
"FINALLY! THANK VOID!"
Wilbur pulls out his communicator to message everyone else, hopefully it will bring the other two lost teens right to them as well.
"So his name is Tommy?"
Kristin giggled when she felt her wings being tickled by gentle and curious hands, petting and brushing downwards so as not to disturb the direction of her feathers. She gently nudged him, despite the fact that he was a fair bit taller than her. Heck with the exception of Ranboo Techno doesn't think he's met another person of any species that's taller than Tommy. Which is a scary thought because Kristin's not exactly short, she's taller than everyone except for Techno and Ranboo and her massive wingspan made her look soooo much bigger, even compared to Tommy and Ranboo.
Wilbur goes to reply to Kristen's question, still heaving breaths ominously when Ranboo abruptly teleports right next to him, startling a scream from him. Ranboo ignores him entirely and immediately starts yelling at the apparently unconcerned human.
"TOMMY! DON'T RUN OFF LIKE THAT!"
Ranboo starts to stalk closer before he slows and swishes his tail awkwardly back and forth and gives a shy smile to Kristin. He waits till she nods and smiles back at him before rounding back on Tommy, who is now looking only slightly sheepish. Then Tubbo abruptly drops from the sky with a loud buzzing of his wings heading straight for Tommy a murderous glare on his face. Tommy, the little brat, immediately grabs the tip of Kristins right wing and quickly (but still with that aching gentleness he'd been displaying toward her wings) puts it between himself and Tubbo by wrapping it and himself closer to her side. Trying desperately to hide from the dangerous wrath of the small Anthocapradae.
"CHOO-MI GET YOUR ASS OUT OF THOSE WINGS! I DON'T CARE IF YOU GOT THE ZOOMIES TO RUN YOU DON'T JUST SHOOT OUT OF A SHIP ON YOUR OWN! GET OUT SO I CAN-"
Kristin intervenes, holding Tubbo in her arms, gently smoothing his wings down and rubbing his back to ease his frantic wings and his death glare on Tommy, who is still snuggled and hidden by her side.
"Now Tubbo, I don't think you even said hello to me"
She laughs at the growing embarrassed glow of his horns, as he quickly slumps in her hold and awkwardly rubs the back of his head with one hand, before he mutters out a quiet
'Hello'.
She gently shoves Tommy out from under her top set of wings, who is immediately grabbed onto by Ranboo who is quickly joined by a slightly frantic Tubbo. She watches on curiously a gentle look on her face as they check him over desperately. Patting down every inch of him for any new injuries. Tommy pretends to reluctantly accept the worry, but Techno watches as he subtly leans into their hands and gentle head rubs, and as his own eyes dart over both of their frames searching them over for injuries as well...just in case.
Kristin coo's before one of her Fle's flick as they pick up the sound of wing beats, her eyes burn a brilliant almost blinding white and her head snaps in the direction of the sound, a brilliant unearthly smile spreading across her face as she desperately search the sky for the source of the familiar sound. The moment she sees her wings spread and she launches into the air just as he dives down toward her. They meet in midair for a moment before crashing back to the ground, their feet landing with an ominous thud as they wrap all eight of their wings together and around each other. His wings wrap across her upper back and waist and she uses her massive wings to utterly surround his much smaller form hiding the two of them from view as she leans in to kiss him.
Kristin could feel his happy chirps and trills in her chest as the sound vibrated between them, and she closed her eyes before pulling from their kiss and leaning her forehead against his her eyes closed as she held him tight. She just stayed there for a moment enjoying the feeling of having her partner back with her. Back in her arms, and she let out a low chirrp in response. The sound hummed deep in her belly as she pressed her forehead even harder against his.
She distantly hears Wilbur breathlessly laughing
"Smitten, I swear he shuts down every time"
"It has been awhile since we've visited"
Techno coming in to defend Phil. Though she does let out quiet laughter at his still nonchalant face.
"Look at his feathers! They're so poofed up they look like fur!"
Kristin hummed thoughtfully at that. They didn't just look like it, they felt like it too. It was like being wrapped in a cool blanket, one made of pure love.
Reluctantly she begins to poke at Phil unfurling her wings slightly, and slowly leaning away from his gloriously soft wings. He lets out a yelp at one of the harsher pokes and leans back pouting slightly.
"I want to hug the rest Phil, and I plan to achieve it"
Phil's eyes brighten and he laughs and finally lets go fully. She sees Technos legs slowly bend, ready to bolt. She quickly encases both Dura and Orcam with her massive upper wings simply stretching her dark feathers across the clearing, before either could flee.
"And where do you think you're going?"
Techno halfheartedly squirms, before sighing and moaning out,
"Oh No, my freedom"
He remains rather unbothered as he's pulled into a tight bone crushing hug against her by her wings, Wilbur on the other hand-
"What will we do- OW OW, I KNOW YOU LIKE HUGGING BUT PLEASE! MUMZA! LET GO! MUMZA MY HAIR, MY DELICATE BONES!!!"
She loosens her hold and lets them go. But not before snatching Techno, and lifting- yes, LIFTING HIM into her grasp as she messes with his fur.
He looks constipated. She couldn't help but burst into laughter, as everyone looked over at his messed up fur, and mildly irritated face, there's a smile twitching in the corners of his eyes though, as if he's debating being angry for the impromptu hair styling session, or admitting he liked her hug, and had missed her. The others burst out laughing, Tommy's strange musical barking the loudest, dangerous sounding wheezes interspersed between the sharp bursts of sound, and Kristin glances worriedly at him for a moment before dismissing it entirely..
Kristin looks around at her flock and feels a wave of contentment wash over her as she sees her flock old and new all around her, all of them with warm laughter in their bellies and smiles on their faces.
"Maybe we should head back home, I'm sure it's been an eventful day chasing a human child through the forest, which I will be asking about"
Phil, WIlbur and Techno wince at the mention of that. It wasn't like they had been hiding the fact they had a human with them, not intentionally or maliciously at least. She wouldn't freak out about it with the amount of trust she has for them, but questions will be asked and maybe a slight bit of judging.
Tubbo turns to her, flying up to be on eye level.
"So he IS a child?! I mean I had some theories and I'm sure everyone else did too with how he acted- BUT HOW DO YOU KNOW!? It hasn't been a day!"
He seemed to be in dismay and denial, like the revelation of Tommy being anything other than an adult or older teen is blasphemy.
She gestured with one big wing at Tommy, who immediately took the chance to grab her wing and hold it like a child would to a hand. How could one not guess or see a child within the human?
Then again, who knows how long he's been in space, perhaps this is a way of coping? Making up for lost time. She would never fault him for that, in fact, she might have some fun with it. It's been so long since she's been able to spoil the others, they don't mind her spoiling them exactly but they aren't super keen on being snuggled for over ten seconds, well aside from Phil, but he didn't count.
And it's insanely adorable when Tommy hides in her feathers and wings, poking his head out like a newborn Nekitty.
She looks over everyone.
"Let's head back, we have much to catch up together"
Then she scoops up the small golden haired child and with a single beat of her massive wings shot off into the sky.
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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! PUT ME DOWN- wait no- DON'T PUT ME DOWN!"
Tommy's never been this high before, he hasn't been in a plane, or a ferris wheel, or a roller coaster, or cliff jumping, or, or- well anything really other than the space kidnapping which he does not count in the slightest. There wasn't really a sense of danger of height in space. So yeah the fact that the only thing currently keeping him in the air was the strong grasp of the pretty winged lady and his own desperate bare handed grasp again the sleeves of her dress was just ever so slightly panic inducing. He could feel feathers on her shoulders unders his fingers and he hoped that his death-like grasp wasn't ripping them out, he didn't really feel like angering the one thing currently keeping him from falling to death.
It is VERY hard to not rip them out from sheer fear and panic.
He's been screaming for a good while, and honestly he's surprised his aching throat hasn't given up the ghost yet, despite the fact he could practically feel the tears forming in his throat. Honestly he was impressed he was pretty sure this is a new all time record for him.
Doesn't make him feel better about being so high up though. Phil is carrying Techno (somehow, he doesn't look like he's struggling but it was still surprising to see what with the size difference and all) but because of his size he wasn't able to carry everyone else nor was he strong enough.
Guess who was?
Bird mom was.
Wilbur, Ranboo and Tubbo were all currently clinging onto her back. Riding in a sort of stacked piggy back pose between her two wings sets. Where was Tommy you ask?
Being held like a baby. She'd taken the liberty of scooping him up in her arms and before taking off, holding him close to her while also giving him an unfortunately very clear view of the ground that is very far down below.
He hears Female Philza but better, chirp at him and he doesn't grace her with a response, he just continues to scream and yell which is 100% warranted. HE'S LIKE 1000 FEET IN THE AIR! HE COULD HAVE GOTTEN A WARNING AT LEAST!
He tightens his hold on her and her feathers, still trying to be careful in not pulling while also trying to reassure himself that he has a hold on something to cling to and it's not just a bunch of feathers.
Doesn't help really.
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"I think you broke him"
They all stare at Tommy, who hasn't moved from his position on the ground. Laid out in what looked like an attempt to hug the ground. Or more accurately the flower.
The house was a massive flower that had been cultivated into a massive hollow eternally closed bloom before it hardened in place allowing them to carve windows, balconies, and doors into its massive petals. The stem below it that held it in the sky was stronger than stone, and the beautiful lilac petals curved up at the top of the bloom in a layered effect that looked like spires against the sky.
Many similar flowers surround the home, all different shapes and sizes, colors splashed in the petals like paint. They stood together as a clear cohesive unit, a family of sorts, but each unique in their own way. The thought made Kristin smile, before she turns to again stare worridily at the still unmoving human.
Kristin watches on debating internally what to do as Tommy continues to lay spread out in her home, her wings twitching with the strongest urge to do something. Luckily before she could decide what that something was, Tommy's whole body heaved with one massive inhale and he pushed himself up on his knees before standing and immediately beginning to walk around and explore the room. It was as if his brief freakout on the floor had never happened. He was steady and determined and obviously very curious if his head tilts and confused sounding mutterings were anything to go by..
She tilts her head. What a curious little creature.
Speaking of which....
She turns to her flock, hands resting at her hips as she gives them an expectant look.
"Is anybody going to tell me what you've been up to as of late and why you are now in possession of what I can only assume is a very traumatized human child?"
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Explaining everything that had happened to them in the past few weeks to Mumza was surprisingly easy, she didn't react in fear, or cut in often. Merely nodding along and giving them looks, specifically fond looks aimed at the youngest boys.
After they explained everything to her, she sends a proud look in Ranboo's and Tubbo's direction, Ranboo averting his gaze shyly and Tubbo using Tommy as a distraction, fiddling with the humans hands and maybe even trying to encourage Tommy to give him some scratches.
Tommy does not, instead he turns from his exploration of the house and for the first time today gives Kristin his full attention, his eyes much less confused and panicked than when they'd met earlier. He's idly letting Tubbo play with his hands while he smiles up at her. She coos and startles when he replies back with a coo of his own, her mind now full of the constant blaring alarm of chick! Baby! She barrels past the boys and barely avoids trampling Tubbo. The Capra luckily flies away in time as she scoops the human in her arms and wings, unable to resist smothering him.
Tommy squirms around a bit, startled and talks at her, barking out what she could only assume were orders to be put down before giving up.
She turns over to the rest.
"You didn't even mention how adorable he is in the messages you sent me Phil, I'm almost offended!"
Wilbur leans over to Techno.
"She's found a new favorite and it hasn't even been a day on this planet"
Wilbur has already accepted that Tommy is the new favorite, it's not that hard to tell, especially with how equally touchy and clingy Tommy can be.
She trills as she presses the little human closer, before letting out a startled and pleased
"He's so warm!"
Tommy barks something at her before making what sounded like a choking sound. Which startles her and the other occupants in the house.
Tommy has feathers in his mouth.
Shit.
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Tommy Is between Tubbo and Ranboo, who are peacefully sleeping curled around him. He can see this planet's moon through the slightly open window. It has a faint blue tint to it and has a much stronger light than his own moon back on earth.
Everyone was sleeping in what he assumed to be a big ass nest. Bird lady- or rather,
'Kristin'
as she had him repeat until he saw happy tears in her eyes- 's nest had everybody in it with her covering everybody up in her giant ass wings.
He doesn't mind, it's cozy...
Okay he does mind actually, it's crowded, it's small for his tall ass legs- HOW IS RANBOO COMFORTABLE LIKE THIS!? He can already feel his spine aching in the morning!
And he's not comfortable sleeping with this many people. Yes he's slept with Tubbo and Ranboo (NOT in that way, BEGONE HEATHENS!) but to sleep in a room with everybody else? It's not a trust issue, it just- it's so sudden. He managed to adjust to the alien boys but everyone else is more...unknown? Threatening? An adult? He doesn't understand his unease completely, just the fact that it's just too many people and that this is far too sudden.
He just can't fall asleep.
Slowly, like, painfully slowly, he crawls out from the pile, taking extra care to make sure Tubbo doesn't latch onto him or that he wakes anybody up. It might have been 5 or 20 minutes, he was so focused. When he finally escaped the nest he had to slowly breathe out a sigh of relief. That was fucking stressful let's never do that again!
He quietly walks away from the nest, making his way away from the corner of the... bedroom? Or would it be nestroom? He leaves the room and walks to a balcony, wide and open, perfect for someone with a pair of wings to take a late night flight.
Unlike him, who can only look up at the night sky. The moon tinted blue with a soft light emitting from it, illuminating the flowers with a very pale blue light, petals acting as leaves in the nightly cold breeze.
A tired and empty sigh leaves him as he looks up at the stars, scanning them, looking for any sign of any possible familiar stars.
There's nothing.
All the patterns are wrong. The sky is stunning, beautiful even. He's seeing a whole new galaxy painting the sky in faint blue, white, pink, purple, hell he even sees a bunch of stardust floating about in the sky.
But he just aches. There's nothing up there that screams home, the milky way doesn't look like this, the constellations are wrong, the moon is wrong, the planet is wrong.
He feels so alone, lost. The wind blows past him, startling him when he feels tears spilling out of his eyes. He stifles a sniffle and quickly rubs his eyes, wiping away his tears before he hears someone behind him. He whips around, tense and ready to flee before relaxing when it's just Kristin.
She looks at him, tilting her head and she lets out a quick coo, concern in her eyes, her wings low and droopy. Tommy turns back to face the outside world, glancing back at her, he's unsure but he still eventually decides to scoot over to give her some room if she wishes to join him.
He looks back to the sky when she approaches and leans her arms against the rails, she crosses her arms just like him and quietly joins him stargazing.
Neither talk, it's comfortable. Tommy shuts his eyes, enjoying the cold air blowing his hair as he reminisces being back on earth, pretending the petals in the air are leaves falling from trees, pretending the sky has the same stars and moon he's been familiar with his whole life back on earth.
He opens them again and instead of what he pictured and hoped, he is instead met with a blue moon, stars in the wrong places, petals, and a giant alien bird who leans over the rails to look at him in concern.
He looks straight ahead, at the planet, There's no man made- err... alien made lights.
"Have you ever felt... lonely?"
Kristin tilts her head at him. Not saying a word.
He continues.
"I know everyone gets lonely sometimes, it's normal. But..."
He sighs, suddenly feeling tired in his bones as he looks down at the ground below them.
"Like you're still around people you know... but you still feel lonely? Like... you know them, they are your friends and people you cherish... but they don't or can't understand you in the way you desperately wish they could?"
"You could try talking to them, even if they could understand you and yet they just... don't... numb that ache in you? They love you and make you happy and you know they mean well and they love you in turn but there's still this... hollow part of inside you that yearns or cries out for something you don't even know for? And in some cases you do know but you know you can't ever reach it?"
Tears begin to fall from his eyes, and his hands shake as he stares at them, willing them to stay still.
"That you could be surrounded by love but it doesn't reach that part inside you, and your left there unable to ask them for more, scared of the answer you already know"
He lets out a small whine.
"Scared because you can't ask them to become something they aren't, in an attempt to fill a hole that was carved into you"
He lets a quiet cry as a giant wing gently covers him, shielding him from the cold. Kristin doesn't pull him close, instead she moves herself close to him, not wanting to forcefully move him in case he's on his last string.
He leans against her and enjoys her embrace. She quietly chirps and coos and suddenly he's grateful that she's not talking. He may not have been around her long but he's come to learn that chirps and coos aren't really words but more or less sound indicators and noises of comfort, sadness, happiness etc.
The others also have their own sounds for tones that overall are easy to tell, but they hardly use them, using their language instead to emote. A language he can't tell the tone of.
So to hear these sounds and know she's not trying to talk to him but instead just indicate to him? Using tones he's familiar with instead of words he can't understand?
Means the fucking galaxy to him.
He grips her feathers tightly, burying his face into her body as she carefully lowers them to the ground, pulling him carefully into her lap and blanketing him in her wings. Her arms wrapping around him loosely yet comforting, a reminder she's here and she won't let him go for as long as he wished.
He doesn't know how long they sat there on the balcony, but he nuzzles closer to her as he falls asleep. The stars twinkled and shone down at him. Somewhere, invisible to the naked human eye, one of those stars is shining down on the human boy that once belonged to its solar system. A star wishing it's lost human a farewell and the best of luck. That even from afar it still watches him, light years away and it's light still managing to reach him, his last connection to home.
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Notes: Me: *Is writing, trying to figure out how to continue with Mumza in the chapter*
Also Me: *Proceeds to make Tommy and Mumza have a moment together alone at night and making it kinda fucking sad*
Me: *Teary* Why am I sad?
I made myself teary this isn't fucking FAIR. Cyber laughed at me.
Cyber: oh I laughed so hard y'all she messaged me later then she usually does and goes "I made myself cry help" "I don't know what to do" bruh I laughed so hard!!!!
Decaton's millenia in our AU yes he is oldza
Kilva's: loose pantlike clothing with many pockets and armor like properties invented by an ancient flying race called Kalgora's that was the predecessor to Phil's species
Te'ho: Kristin's and Phil's current home planet
Dooe': Home or nest
Fle's: the side flaps covered by the feathers on Phils head and cheeks, they cover a few vibration plates and vocal tubes that make many of his sounds for communication. His mouth is mostly for keening calls, while the Fle's are for the higher whistles and chirps They also hide the small holes that allow Phil and Kristin to hear much like how birds have feathers covering their ear canals.
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