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Rocky felt himself crumple backwards, his feathers covered in a thin line of sweat. He felt like he had run a marathon, he clutched his bare-neck where his bandana used to be.
Ginger was right next to him, placing her beret back on her head, her breathing was rigged, and her feathers were slightly ruffled.
She reached over and grabbed her scarf, tying it back around her neck. She looked at Rocky with a rather pleased expression.
“Well, you’re not as bad as I thought you’d be.” She spoke softly, her tone lacking its usual bite that it had.
“That’s a pleasing thought…” Rocky retorted with, reaching over and grabbing his own bandana, “You can be honest if-“
“Rocky, relax. Quite frankly you must’ve had some experience.”
Rocky blinked slightly before slowly turning his head away.
“I uh…. I’ve never done it before…”
Ginger's beak opened slightly, almost in a silent gasp, she then placed a small hand on Rocky’s shoulder, shifting close to him.
“Well, Mr. Rhodes,” she clears her throat slightly, “I never have done it either…”
Rocky turned back to face her.
“Really?”
“Yes, quite frankly I never bothered too…” She then took Rocky’s hand in hers, “Until you came mindlessly flapping into my life.”
Rocky chuckled slightly, “FREEEDOOOMM!” He quietly yells mockingly, resulting in a hearty laugh from Ginger, the hen scooted even closer, now being in front of his back, she wrapped her legs around his waist, before then wrapping her arms around him.
“You were the best thing that ever happened to me Rocky….” Ginger then placed a soft, small tender smooch on his neck, “I don’t know how else we would’ve escaped…”
Rocky blushed slightly at the contact, and stiffened at the kiss, his tail feathers shooting straight up.
“F-feelings mutual D-dollface” he stammered out with a hot breath.
“Are you getting flustered Mr. Rhodes?”
“N-no-“
“So much for a lone-free-ranger,” she spoke rather teasingly.