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“Wow,” Gyro sighed, looking out over the city from where he and Fenton stood on the Duckburg side of the bridge. The top higher than the roof of the bin, but he knew he was safe as Fenton adjusted his grip and held him closer in the confines of the Gizmosuit. “It’s beautiful.” he said, looking out over the bright water, the sun sinking below the horizon and the first speckles of stars appearing above them
“Yeah,’ Fenton replied, not looking at the view at all. “It really is.”
The gentle smile that was on Gyro’s face quickly fell as he settled it into a pout. “Fenton, if you’re looking at me while you said that I’m jumping off the bridge.” he said, voice lilting higher near the end as Fenton pulled him tighter, twisting Gyro in his arms as brought their beaks together in a gentle kiss.