Setting Suns

“Hey, do you ever worry about The Angel of Death… You know since like avian instincts can be pretty crazy. I’ve heard once that avian parents sometimes, “Adopt'' with force.” I ask the kid, more out of curiosity than anything else.“I don't, many heroes watch over us twenty four seven, and never really let me or the others go out anywhere. Well except Niki’s but that and concerts tend to be the exceptions. You know what's fucked about it, my fucking bird brain thinks he’d be a good parent. Ha funny right my own brain thinks a villain would raise me better than… better than well that parts none of your fucking business. Break a leg Wilbitch.” He says running past me towards the dressing rooms. Unaware of my inner turmoil caused by his words. Unknowing of the older avian’s plot to take him home to our nest. Phil will be rather pleased when I tell him about what Tommy just told me. And thinking back on those words again the kid and his friends are probably better off with our family anyways.or bench trio are unaware of the forced adoption coming their way.