[Busy little bluebird]

[fierybluebird]

[Thanks to having been 9 years old for the past two weeks, Marco's would-be Christmas preparations are very far behind. So there he is, frantically trying to fold origami blue roses in order to fill Grell's room and get Espio, Toby, Ace, Rinoa, Luki, Damien, and the Great Birds gift exchange all wrapped and done with. Only then he finds out Toby's in a coma. So there he is, slumped in a chair, looking almost as exhausted as he feels and refusing to leave the kid's side come hell or high water.]

Hang in there, eh. I won't lose another one. Not now. Not over that.

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[fierybluebird]

Yes it is.

Night Espio. [Sleeps in bird form.]