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Abernathy stared up at the pet store with wide, uncertain eyes, her pale fingers knotting and unknotting into the fabric of her light, summer dress. She could feel the florid designs and textures, embroidered onto the dress and the light fabric between her fingers. It had been hot lately, everyone walking around in shorts and shirts with no sleeves. But that wasn't the probably Abe was facing. ' It's a pet store, ' she thought angrily to herself. ' They sell pets, not dead bodies. Stop being stupid, go in, and find yourself a pet. ' That sounded great in context, but she continued to stand there a second longer, eyeing the adorable puppies rolling around in the window.
Abe had just moved in to the town not even two years ago, as a out of state college student. Her major was fashion, minor in fabrics, and her first year had been fine. Minus the absolutely crazy roommate she had had. Now, maybe the girl hadn't been crazy, but Abe had been raised by a quiet family. She herself has offended been sick and didn't go to school much or talk to people. So you could imagine going from a family that never fought to living with a loud, party type female who was always bringing home different guys and doing the dirty. Abernathy had almost stabbed herself in the ears with a knife, just to block out the sounds. ( How could she work with so much noise? ) That was why she knew she was going to live off campus next year, and so she had.
Which brought us to the present. Abe had found that, after a year of things aways being loud, that her silent apartment upset her. The lack of noise made it almost impossible to sleep at night, and unless she wanted to cut her finger off when she was cutting fabric, she needed to be wake. So, she thought why not get a pet? They cost less then a human slave and had to listen to Abe's rambling.
Sucking in a breath of air, Abe pushed all stupid thoughts out of her head and quickly glided through the already open door. The smell of animals and bird feed slammed into and she almost doubled over from the suddenness of the smell. She quickly righted herself, however, then the clerk at the desk looked her way.
" Need any help looking for something? " How was it that clerks always managed to sound bored out of their bloody minds when they asked that question? It amazed Abe.
" No, thank you, I'm just looking, " The girl's voice couldn't have been any softer then the gentle summer breeze outside, light and feminine, but the clerk seemed to hear her and just bob his head in a ' do whatever the ******** you want to do ' way. Abe quickly disappeared into an aisle.
Another reason why Abe wanted a pet and not a human: pets don't talk back.
As it turned out, picking an animal was a lot harder then the girl thought. She didn't want a frog, because she had never cared for the creatures; she liked cats, but one would surely get into the ribbons and fabrics and she could have that; no way in hell was she going to have a spider or a snake; fish were just to boring. She pasted by the rats and mice and other little fuzzy things without even a glance and instead moved towards the back of the store, which was far darker and louder with the sounds of gentle chirping. A bird would be nice. Birds were beautiful and could sing. And if she got a parrot, she could teach it to talk. And s**t.
It was somewhere between making kiddy faces at the birds and turning around that Abernathy noticed a gleam out of the corner of her eye. Moving closer to the very farthest corner of the store, the girl could hardly make anything out it was so covered by darkness. But, just barely ,she could she make out the faint outline of a cage. She moved carefully, not wanting upset whatever was in there and scare her shitless, and soon enough she was face to face with the most beautiful bird she had ever seen.
It had the feathers of a raven, black with a lovely blue sheen, and dark eyes that held intelligences in the depths, not like all the other birds she had passed and clearly had no clue what was going on. Without a thought, the blonde stuck her finger into the cage and, with the same care as holding glass, petted the animal on the head. The shock of how different her skin color was next to the black feathers was almost greater then how soft the feathers were, but then a gentle smile appeared on the humans face. " You're a pretty boy, aren't you? " She whispered softly, pulling her hand back. " I wonder why you're all the way back here by yourself, " Unsurprisingly, her question went unanswered. Without a cation to the wind, she then stood on her tippy toes to unhook the cage from stand it had been on, her wimping hards almost shaking at the weight. The cage was heavy as hell and she wobbled a minute, terrified that she was going to tip over. But she managed to find some balance and trotted towards the front, almost proud of her find.
Abe hardly remembered buying the bird, the confusion on the clerks facet where she had found the bird. It wasn't until she was outside in the sunlight, a cover over the birdcage as to not freak the bird inside out, that she paused. " I just bought a bird, " she whispered to herself, glancing down at the cage. Sure, she liked birds, loved them actually, but she hardly ever acted on a whim like that! Well, nothing she could do about it. She wasn't going to take the poor thing back and let it rot away in a cage, for the love of God!
The journey back to her apartment wasn't fun, with a giant golden bird cage at least half her own height and heat that could melt the ice off a popsicle. Not to add the odd stares that she was getting, but who cared about that? And stairs? Pssst, nothing wrong with living on the third floor. Sweat was good for you anyway.
Dispute her urge to kick her apartment door in like people do in movies, Abe was a simple girl. Instead, the brunette gently placed the bird down and unlocked the door with a key, like a normal person. Far more boring, but then she didn't have to buy a new lock, so guess it was a pretty decent trade. She slipped her sandals off in the front hallway, then turned to grab ahold of the cage.
Abe's apartment was pretty small, since she was the only one living there, however it was still rather nice. The living room took up most of the space, but had a wall of windows that made it look even larger. Then there was a tiny kitchen, her bedroom, and a single bathroom. Nice enough for a girl who almost never left the place besides for school. It also met she could find room for a bird. She had had one before, don't ask what happened to the finch, but because of it she still had a cage hanger. The only thing was to find it. A terribly habit of Abe's; she never seemed to throw anything away.
Well, she's worry about that later. Instead, she lugged the cage inside and set it onto the kitchen, uncovering the bird and smiling. " Welcome to your new home, " she mused, not giving a ******** that she was talking to a bird. People talked to their dogs, and those things slobbered. So what was wrong with talking to a bird that at least looked like he knew what was going on? " That cage looks a little small for you, though, " So it did. Mind you, pretty cage, gold and all, but it didn't look the right size for him. And that was like having a nice pair of shoes that were to small for you. Okay, it was nothing like that, but it was the only metaphor the writer could think of.
Well, her ceiling wasn't high and her fan wasn't on, so she didn't see anything wrong with letting him out for a bit. God knows how long it's been since he had been out of there! Not to add that clerk hadn't seem like the smartest of fellows. So, gingerly as to not alarm the bird, she opened the delicate cage with the utmost care, cooing softly into the cage, " Come here, come on, "
ooc;; who's post sucked?
mind did! I promise my next one will be better. Dx
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