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🆆🅰🆁🅽🅸🅽🅶: OOC, Male!Reader, Avian|Bird!Reader, Fluff, A little bit of backstory (Kind Of), Octavia's Embarrassing Dad, CanonDivergence, Alternate Universe|AU, Short Story 🆃🅷🅴🅼🅴: Loo Loo Land 🅵🅰🅽🅳🅾🅼: Helluva Boss
[1]Loo Loo Land, a horrid knock off of the original thing! A place of disgust! But yet imps and other families insisted of visiting here.
It makes Octavia sick!
"Hello! Cotton Candy!" Came a voice, it startled the bird from her thoughts. Looking towards the source, another avian stood at a cart. Making cotton candy,
Why?
Octavia was pretty sure that all bird types were that of royalty class, maybe he was disown. That could be the only explanation.
"Cotton Candy! Come and get some Cotton Candy!" He called out, a few imps approaching his cart. Curiosity got the better of her, with a shrug, Octavia approached. "Here you go! Have a great day." You said, handing the sugary snack to the child below who quickly started to devoure as it and the thing's mom begun to walk away. You hated people but you hated infants and children more. "Revolting little creature." You muttered to yourself in disgust, your [EYE COLOR] eyes darted to a new person approaching. "Oh, hello! Would you care for some fluffy cotton clouds!" You went right back to that costumer service voice, the one you hated using.
"Uh, no. But I do have a question for you." Oh? That surprised you, no one ever wanted to ask you something.
Perhaps it's a trick?
"Ask away!" You laid your forearm onto the cart's surface, putting all your weight into leaning on that arm. You watched as she got closer,
"Why did you decide to work here?" You tapped the tip of your curved beak, you thought of many answers, but not many were usable. You decided to be honest, your mama always told you to be an honest kind of person.
"Well," you started off, "The way Ma and Pa's job has been going, they're not making enough to pay rent. So I took the only available job willing to pay me every two weeks." You couldn't help but notice the look of confusion plastered on her white face, you guess that wasn't the right answer she wanted. "Speaking about parents, there they are now." Octavia turned just enough to spot those imps who were to act as her father's body gaurds. "Hi Ma! Hi Pa!" You waved at your parents from where you are, Molly stopping in her tracks to spot you. She smiled and waved back,
"Hi baby! Mama will see ya after work!" That called back in her southern drawl,
"That's your mom?!" You smiled at the shorter bird,
"Surprised?" You asked, amusement lacing your voice. "Yeeeah... I hope Ma and Pa don't embarrass me while they're here. I would kill myself if they did!" You chuckled to yourself, making your joke obvious.
You don't think she liked that.
"But yeah, I know a lot about embarrassing parents. Insufferable they are." You nodded, partly understanding, you don't understand why she would use that word. Maybe she hated her family?
"So does that mean, that's your dad right over there?" You asked as you pointed to a familiar old man with a large apple on his head. The girl raised a non-existent brow, with a turn of her head, her eyes widen a fraction. Stolas made his way over, Octavia quickly whipped around.
"Please don't come over here!" She whispered to herself, your suspicion was right. Tall king approached your cotton candy cart,
"Oh? Whose your little friend, Octavia?" Stolas gestured towards you, a smile on his pointed beak. You felt a immediate, this guy is Royalty! And this is his daughter! You better watch what you say.
"No one, dad. Just getting some..." The girl made a disgusted face, "Cotton Candy."
'Wow, what a cover up.' You thought sarcastically,
"That sounds wonderful! I remember when you loved gorging on the stuff when you were younger!" This guy was way to up beat for you, red orbs turned towards your direction. You stiffen at his gaze, "Make that two."
"Yes, sir. Be right with you." You nodded at the tall owl as you kicked the machine on.
