"That wasn't so bad..." He said.
"See? There's no way they could hate you" I smiled.
He looked around. "You wanna feed the pigeons?"
Pigeons?
I looked at him. "Sure."
We walked to an area where there wasn't any animal exhibits, it looked like a park. A resting area maybe. It was empty but there were a lot of pigeons gathered around by a bench. He grabbed my hand and we walked toward them.
"W-wait..." I stopped walking.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"I umm...I'm afraid of pigeons..." I said.
He laughed light heartedly.
"I'm serious...they freak me out." I said.
"They aren't going to hurt you Karen. Come on." He gave me a reassuring smile and began walking again.
"Ah...w-w-wait...V...I can't do it." I stopped again.
"What are you afraid of?" He asked.
"They're weird. They way they walk and coo...what if they peck me?" I asked.
He chuckled. "They're not going to peck you Karen. I promise."
"But..."
"I'll protect you. Come on." He smiled and walked again.
We got closer and the pigeons seemed to notice us, they began dispersing and flying.
"Ahh!" I held on to V without thinking and closed my eyes.
I felt his arm around me.
"Karen...open your eyes."
"No way! They're probably surrounding us!" I said with my eyes shut.
He chuckled. "Trust me. Open your eyes."
I opened one eye and looked around then opened the other.
I realized how hard I held on to him.
"Oh....sorry. I just freaked out for a second." I pulled away from him.
He simply smiled.
"Where did they go?" I asked.
"They're more afraid of you than you are of them." He said as he sat on the bench.
I took a seat beside him.
As soon as we did that they came back, I felt the chills go down my spine.
"I wonder if pigeons judge people" V said.
"If they do they probably think I'm some kind of special brand of human" I said.
"Haha. Nah I doubt they're saying that" he said.
"Oh? You speak pigeon now?" I smiled.
"Coo coo coo." He bobbed his head.
"Hahaha. So what are they saying?" I asked.
"They're saying they want you to feed them." He smiled and handed me a shrimp cracker.
I held the cracker in my shaking hand.
"A-Are you sure?" I looked at him.
"Coo coo." He nodded. "I'm sure"
I tossed it and cringed.
They began gathering around the cracker and eating it.
Hmm, I guess it seemed silly now to think they were out to get me.
Part 4: A Day With V
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