This choice: Talk, and grow slightly! • Go Back... Original author: Growasaur
"Ooh, girls, he's here!" Honey caws suddenly, mid-shudder.
The other two cluck a bit, as does Honey, and you pause to let the moment of strangeness pass. Nah. You just woke up. It's probably even happened before. You know you're up, you just aren't out of the groggy phase.
"Where's breakfast?" Honey demands, flapping her goldish wings impatiently, bouncing in a feathery dance around you.
"I could use some seed," Tikka yawned, calmly sauntering behind Honey.
"P-please..." is all Bluebell can muster, a heavy blush all over her soft tone of voice. If she could hide behind oxygen, she would.
Again, you pause, your jaw doing some weapons-grade slackening, your handful of chickenfeed hovering just out of the rim of the feed bucket in your other arm. Honey whines and leaps up at the few falling flecks of feed falling from your hand.
"Gah, I want iiiiit!" she clucks, bouncing more and more. "Don't tease me, come onnnn..."
She lands at your feet and closes her eyes, concentrating. You finally take notice enough to lower your head, in time to see Honey's feathers fluffing and puffing in and out, as she shudders again, and begins to balloon out in size, just a little bit. Two inches later, she tries leaping again, her beak getting that much closer to your hand.
"Ooh, lemme try..." Tikka says, fluffing up and waddling in place, before blowing up a little bigger than honey, her feathers resting again once she stops at two feet in size. Bluebell cocks her head at the two of them, her beak agape.
"C-can I try?" she murmurs quietly.
"Just do it, Bluebell!" Honey sighs impatiently, still not tall enough to reach the food.
"Go on, sweetie, try it," Tikka clucks soothingly.
Bluebell sheepishly steps around a bit, as if needing to be on the exact right spot; she puffs up and puffs up, though for a minute nothing really happens...all the while, you just gawk and watch, not sure which impossibility to wrap your head around and address first. Before you can pick, Bluebell chirps loudly in shock, feeling herself swell up bigger, and bigger, her talons digging in the dirt happily as she surges up cutely to over 2 feet in size, then 3! She stops at 3.5, shivering in approval, fluttering her feathers all over.
"Look at me, girls!" she cries, overjoyed. "I...I think I got the biggest!"
"Oh, what now?" Honey sputters, momentarily stopping her mad quest for breakfast to see. "Why's bluebell the biggest? Why not me?"
"Girls," you finally speak, as the three all begin to shake more and more...
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