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Soft low chips ring through the quiet town, a small Chickadee calling out into the open air, before going back to build his large nest. The Chickadee's LED whirred, and while it was deviant, it was still, obviously, a bird. Building a nest wasn't required, but to house the other deviant birds Simon knew he had to build fast. His old home, his old owners, they all brought back memories of the names. Simon, the name their daughter Emily gave to him. Jericho was the name her mother, Maya, came up with for Simon's bird cage. It was peaceful back then, but now the bird wouldn't want to go back. Being free, being able to fly and be normal, was all that Simon wanted.
Steady chips came from behind Simon, alerting the Chickadee to the Finch's arrival. No names were truly needed, Simon being able to distinguish Markus from other birds of his kind easily, but it did give Markus something to call his own. That's all the two wanted, really. Something to call home.
Markus flew down beside Simon in their nest, low and sad chirps coming from him. Their Jericho was gone. Their red Robin friend North and their brown Cardinal friend Josh were gone. So many more were gone as well, destroyed by the humans for no reason. It saddened them, something that birds, deviant or alive, shouldn't feel. Simon tilted his head, hopping around their flag for peace and nuzzling Markus' neck.
Life was.. strange, but Simon and Markus held hope that one day they can fly together forever. Free.