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Monday, July 6, 2026

Chocobo

 a wild dark green feathered chocobo appears, walking to a apple that was placed onto a table. Stopping and stared at the object, before a rumble ruffled his feathers from their stomach. Smashing its head into the apple stabbing its beak into the apple. Peaking large beak holes into the wood of the table, before squawking out getting apple juices in its face. Throwing up it's wings in a panic and began running around a loud squawk coming from it's beak. Pieces of apple stuck to its top beak, another piece of the apple had falling against its forehead during the panic. passing by a watercooler, stopping and stretched out before standing upright. Using its wing feathers to hold onto a small white tubed cup, woddling a bit as it leaned against the cooler. Making it tilt to the side under their weigh, Smacking its beak taking a sip from the cup, their other wing lifted up adjusting the apple on their beak a bit to the side. Taking a deep breath expanding their feathers in a stretch, looking down at the water in the cup. Wiggled the cup and watched the waves swaying in the cup. Taking another sip and throwing away the cup in a trashcan clearing their throat, taking off down a hallway squawking back into a panic.

in the distance it sounds. Like a whisper the sound was coming from the hallway. "Aa!" The sound echoed down the halls, the figure charging down the hallway at full speed. A green feathered chocobo was letting out a panicked squawk, pieces of apple all over its beak and a few wooden chips coated its chest. Its panic turned to large grin coming across their beak. Squawking grew louder as it raced around in between the halls. Charging up and down hallways sqwaucking before bouncing around flapping its wings flying for a few feet before it ran faster crashing into a wall denting the wall from the impacted. Stumbling around as its vision began blurring some, "Sqwaaaaa.." licking the apple in its beak laying down as its head swayed side to side some. Lowering its head down flicking the apple from its beak. Ruffling its feathers slightly peaking gently against the apple licking the juices with each bite. Shifting itself against the wall after the last piece was gone. Its feathered stretch a bit before leaning its head against the wall. Giving a soft smile as its eyes closed resting.


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