The Office

How did you find your way here?

[dark-wing-harpy]

The name's M. I run this shit show have been for years after Cas's.... unfortunate demise...

So i finally decided to expand to Dahlia from Wisconsin.

If you stay in your lane, i'll stay in mine.

-🪶🐆

[dark-wing-harpy]

Fun fact, Parker absorbed his twin

That is so funny.

That's my child alright

[on-the-swings]

[M has scooped up her crying kid and brought him to nest. Sje wraps him in blankets and fusses over him]

Who did this who hurt you?

N-no one hurt me, I just- I don't knoww, I got scared of him and really sad for no reason and I couldn't stop myself from crying... (he pouts and tries to wipe his face, though he can't quite stop sniffling)

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She wipes away tears]

It will be ok I promise. Deep breaths for me please

[dark-wing-harpy]

your baby boy's just been scared and is crying...

What?!

Who scared him?!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Gonna vomit. Haven't been this sick since I was pregnant with parks.

[dark-wing-harpy]

Mom!! Mom!!!! Emerrrgency!! - @on-the-swings

What. What is it?

[Panic floods]

[on-the-swings]

My one friend in the whole wide world is going to get kicked out so his foster family can have a baby! And he's going to move away forever and I'll never see him again!! Pleeeaaase you have to do something!

[dark-wing-harpy]

... I can have him live here. We have a spare room

[on-the-swings]

Really?! Thank you thank you thank you!!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Of course.

[She picks him up]

[on-the-swings]

(He hugs her tightly)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I love you

[on-the-swings]

I love you too, mom!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Grandpa would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

You didn't just hatch out of an egg??

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She laughs]

Huh?

No I had a mama and a dad

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with big eyes)

Woah!!

So is gramps and granma... dead?

[dark-wing-harpy]

... yea... they would have loved you...

Gramps taught me the lullaby I sing.

Granma taught me to cook

[on-the-swings]

Aw. I wish I coulda met them too.

(He sniffles a little)

[dark-wing-harpy]

Oh please don't cry...

[She smiles]

They would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

(He sniffles more)

But now they can't 'cause they're dead!

[dark-wing-harpy]

And that is ok...

[She dries his eyes]

Wanna see the scrapbooks granma made?

[on-the-swings]

..Okay...

[dark-wing-harpy]

[There are quite a few. She hands them over. He sees pictures of his grandparents. Pictures of his mother and his aunts as kids.]

[on-the-swings]

Woah! You were so little! I didn't know you could be that little.

[dark-wing-harpy]

I was! A little chick!

[She giggles]

[on-the-swings]

Fluffy wings.. an' they're white instead? I forgot yours aren't always black...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I dye them....

[on-the-swings]

Uh-huh. I just forgot you do that.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[Pats]

Yea and there should be a picture of little me in here when I first got my wings.

[on-the-swings]

Cool! I wish I could get wings.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She holds him]

No matter what though you will always be my little bird....

[on-the-swings]

(He chirps happily at her)

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She chirps back and drapes a wing around him]

[on-the-swings]

(He snuggles up to her)

Caaan we nest for a bit? And ummm, how're you gonna get Emerson from his foster people?

[dark-wing-harpy]

When they abandon Emerson we scoop him up before they can take him to another bad family

[And parker gets scooped]

And we bring him here.

[And parker gets lightly tossed into thr nest]

Or you can talk to him to bring him here.

It is your choice

[on-the-swings]

I'll talk to him! And then we'll see how we can do it! 'cause um, I think he'll just be brought right to another family the second they decide to do it...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I've got my ways to stop that from happening

[She boops him and sits in the nest with him]

Your aunt Ella works there too remember.

[on-the-swings]

Ohhh, right!

[dark-wing-harpy]

How do you think all the bad foster parents go missing?

[She holds her son like she did when he was little. Warming him with her wings.]

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with wide eyes)

You kill them?

[dark-wing-harpy]

They hurt their kids.

[And they both settle into the nest]

[on-the-swings]

(He stares into space worriedly.)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I'm not killing emmie's foster parents

[She trills to soothe him]

[on-the-swings]

But you killed a lot of other people...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I killed the people that physically hurt their kids.

That did it to be mean and bad.

Like how i hurt the bad people? They are bad people too.

[on-the-swings]

...What about if they treat some kids bad but other kids nicely? Emerson says sometimes foster families treat their bio kids differently... Where's the line for being a bad person?

[dark-wing-harpy]

If they treat their bio good they are simply removed from the registry to foster

[on-the-swings]

Oh. Okay. (he sighs in relief)

[dark-wing-harpy]

Don't worry

[dark-wing-harpy]

Mom!! Mom!!!! Emerrrgency!! - @on-the-swings

What. What is it?

[Panic floods]

[on-the-swings]

My one friend in the whole wide world is going to get kicked out so his foster family can have a baby! And he's going to move away forever and I'll never see him again!! Pleeeaaase you have to do something!

[dark-wing-harpy]

... I can have him live here. We have a spare room

[on-the-swings]

Really?! Thank you thank you thank you!!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Of course.

[She picks him up]

[on-the-swings]

(He hugs her tightly)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I love you

[on-the-swings]

I love you too, mom!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Grandpa would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

You didn't just hatch out of an egg??

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She laughs]

Huh?

No I had a mama and a dad

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with big eyes)

Woah!!

So is gramps and granma... dead?

[dark-wing-harpy]

... yea... they would have loved you...

Gramps taught me the lullaby I sing.

Granma taught me to cook

[on-the-swings]

Aw. I wish I coulda met them too.

(He sniffles a little)

[dark-wing-harpy]

Oh please don't cry...

[She smiles]

They would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

(He sniffles more)

But now they can't 'cause they're dead!

[dark-wing-harpy]

And that is ok...

[She dries his eyes]

Wanna see the scrapbooks granma made?

[on-the-swings]

..Okay...

[dark-wing-harpy]

[There are quite a few. She hands them over. He sees pictures of his grandparents. Pictures of his mother and his aunts as kids.]

[on-the-swings]

Woah! You were so little! I didn't know you could be that little.

[dark-wing-harpy]

I was! A little chick!

[She giggles]

[on-the-swings]

Fluffy wings.. an' they're white instead? I forgot yours aren't always black...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I dye them....

[on-the-swings]

Uh-huh. I just forgot you do that.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[Pats]

Yea and there should be a picture of little me in here when I first got my wings.

[on-the-swings]

Cool! I wish I could get wings.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She holds him]

No matter what though you will always be my little bird....

[on-the-swings]

(He chirps happily at her)

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She chirps back and drapes a wing around him]

[on-the-swings]

(He snuggles up to her)

Caaan we nest for a bit? And ummm, how're you gonna get Emerson from his foster people?

[dark-wing-harpy]

When they abandon Emerson we scoop him up before they can take him to another bad family

[And parker gets scooped]

And we bring him here.

[And parker gets lightly tossed into thr nest]

Or you can talk to him to bring him here.

It is your choice

[on-the-swings]

I'll talk to him! And then we'll see how we can do it! 'cause um, I think he'll just be brought right to another family the second they decide to do it...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I've got my ways to stop that from happening

[She boops him and sits in the nest with him]

Your aunt Ella works there too remember.

[on-the-swings]

Ohhh, right!

[dark-wing-harpy]

How do you think all the bad foster parents go missing?

[She holds her son like she did when he was little. Warming him with her wings.]

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with wide eyes)

You kill them?

[dark-wing-harpy]

They hurt their kids.

[And they both settle into the nest]

[on-the-swings]

(He stares into space worriedly.)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I'm not killing emmie's foster parents

[She trills to soothe him]

[on-the-swings]

But you killed a lot of other people...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I killed the people that physically hurt their kids.

That did it to be mean and bad.

Like how i hurt the bad people? They are bad people too.

[on-the-swings]

...What about if they treat some kids bad but other kids nicely? Emerson says sometimes foster families treat their bio kids differently... Where's the line for being a bad person?

[dark-wing-harpy]

If they treat their bio good they are simply removed from the registry to foster

[dark-wing-harpy]

Mom!! Mom!!!! Emerrrgency!! - @on-the-swings

What. What is it?

[Panic floods]

[on-the-swings]

My one friend in the whole wide world is going to get kicked out so his foster family can have a baby! And he's going to move away forever and I'll never see him again!! Pleeeaaase you have to do something!

[dark-wing-harpy]

... I can have him live here. We have a spare room

[on-the-swings]

Really?! Thank you thank you thank you!!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Of course.

[She picks him up]

[on-the-swings]

(He hugs her tightly)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I love you

[on-the-swings]

I love you too, mom!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Grandpa would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

You didn't just hatch out of an egg??

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She laughs]

Huh?

No I had a mama and a dad

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with big eyes)

Woah!!

So is gramps and granma... dead?

[dark-wing-harpy]

... yea... they would have loved you...

Gramps taught me the lullaby I sing.

Granma taught me to cook

[on-the-swings]

Aw. I wish I coulda met them too.

(He sniffles a little)

[dark-wing-harpy]

Oh please don't cry...

[She smiles]

They would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

(He sniffles more)

But now they can't 'cause they're dead!

[dark-wing-harpy]

And that is ok...

[She dries his eyes]

Wanna see the scrapbooks granma made?

[on-the-swings]

..Okay...

[dark-wing-harpy]

[There are quite a few. She hands them over. He sees pictures of his grandparents. Pictures of his mother and his aunts as kids.]

[on-the-swings]

Woah! You were so little! I didn't know you could be that little.

[dark-wing-harpy]

I was! A little chick!

[She giggles]

[on-the-swings]

Fluffy wings.. an' they're white instead? I forgot yours aren't always black...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I dye them....

[on-the-swings]

Uh-huh. I just forgot you do that.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[Pats]

Yea and there should be a picture of little me in here when I first got my wings.

[on-the-swings]

Cool! I wish I could get wings.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She holds him]

No matter what though you will always be my little bird....

[on-the-swings]

(He chirps happily at her)

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She chirps back and drapes a wing around him]

[on-the-swings]

(He snuggles up to her)

Caaan we nest for a bit? And ummm, how're you gonna get Emerson from his foster people?

[dark-wing-harpy]

When they abandon Emerson we scoop him up before they can take him to another bad family

[And parker gets scooped]

And we bring him here.

[And parker gets lightly tossed into thr nest]

Or you can talk to him to bring him here.

It is your choice

[on-the-swings]

I'll talk to him! And then we'll see how we can do it! 'cause um, I think he'll just be brought right to another family the second they decide to do it...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I've got my ways to stop that from happening

[She boops him and sits in the nest with him]

Your aunt Ella works there too remember.

[on-the-swings]

Ohhh, right!

[dark-wing-harpy]

How do you think all the bad foster parents go missing?

[She holds her son like she did when he was little. Warming him with her wings.]

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with wide eyes)

You kill them?

[dark-wing-harpy]

They hurt their kids.

[And they both settle into the nest]

[on-the-swings]

(He stares into space worriedly.)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I'm not killing emmie's foster parents

[She trills to soothe him]

[on-the-swings]

But you killed a lot of other people...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I killed the people that physically hurt their kids.

That did it to be mean and bad.

Like how i hurt the bad people? They are bad people too.

[dark-wing-harpy]

Mom!! Mom!!!! Emerrrgency!! - @on-the-swings

What. What is it?

[Panic floods]

[on-the-swings]

My one friend in the whole wide world is going to get kicked out so his foster family can have a baby! And he's going to move away forever and I'll never see him again!! Pleeeaaase you have to do something!

[dark-wing-harpy]

... I can have him live here. We have a spare room

[on-the-swings]

Really?! Thank you thank you thank you!!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Of course.

[She picks him up]

[on-the-swings]

(He hugs her tightly)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I love you

[on-the-swings]

I love you too, mom!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Grandpa would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

You didn't just hatch out of an egg??

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She laughs]

Huh?

No I had a mama and a dad

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with big eyes)

Woah!!

So is gramps and granma... dead?

[dark-wing-harpy]

... yea... they would have loved you...

Gramps taught me the lullaby I sing.

Granma taught me to cook

[on-the-swings]

Aw. I wish I coulda met them too.

(He sniffles a little)

[dark-wing-harpy]

Oh please don't cry...

[She smiles]

They would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

(He sniffles more)

But now they can't 'cause they're dead!

[dark-wing-harpy]

And that is ok...

[She dries his eyes]

Wanna see the scrapbooks granma made?

[on-the-swings]

..Okay...

[dark-wing-harpy]

[There are quite a few. She hands them over. He sees pictures of his grandparents. Pictures of his mother and his aunts as kids.]

[on-the-swings]

Woah! You were so little! I didn't know you could be that little.

[dark-wing-harpy]

I was! A little chick!

[She giggles]

[on-the-swings]

Fluffy wings.. an' they're white instead? I forgot yours aren't always black...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I dye them....

[on-the-swings]

Uh-huh. I just forgot you do that.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[Pats]

Yea and there should be a picture of little me in here when I first got my wings.

[on-the-swings]

Cool! I wish I could get wings.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She holds him]

No matter what though you will always be my little bird....

[on-the-swings]

(He chirps happily at her)

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She chirps back and drapes a wing around him]

[on-the-swings]

(He snuggles up to her)

Caaan we nest for a bit? And ummm, how're you gonna get Emerson from his foster people?

[dark-wing-harpy]

When they abandon Emerson we scoop him up before they can take him to another bad family

[And parker gets scooped]

And we bring him here.

[And parker gets lightly tossed into thr nest]

Or you can talk to him to bring him here.

It is your choice

[on-the-swings]

I'll talk to him! And then we'll see how we can do it! 'cause um, I think he'll just be brought right to another family the second they decide to do it...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I've got my ways to stop that from happening

[She boops him and sits in the nest with him]

Your aunt Ella works there too remember.

[on-the-swings]

Ohhh, right!

[dark-wing-harpy]

How do you think all the bad foster parents go missing?

[She holds her son like she did when he was little. Warming him with her wings.]

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with wide eyes)

You kill them?

[dark-wing-harpy]

They hurt their kids.

[And they both settle into the nest]

[on-the-swings]

(He stares into space worriedly.)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I'm not killing emmie's foster parents

[She trills to soothe him]

[dark-wing-harpy]

Mom!! Mom!!!! Emerrrgency!! - @on-the-swings

What. What is it?

[Panic floods]

[on-the-swings]

My one friend in the whole wide world is going to get kicked out so his foster family can have a baby! And he's going to move away forever and I'll never see him again!! Pleeeaaase you have to do something!

[dark-wing-harpy]

... I can have him live here. We have a spare room

[on-the-swings]

Really?! Thank you thank you thank you!!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Of course.

[She picks him up]

[on-the-swings]

(He hugs her tightly)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I love you

[on-the-swings]

I love you too, mom!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Grandpa would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

You didn't just hatch out of an egg??

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She laughs]

Huh?

No I had a mama and a dad

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with big eyes)

Woah!!

So is gramps and granma... dead?

[dark-wing-harpy]

... yea... they would have loved you...

Gramps taught me the lullaby I sing.

Granma taught me to cook

[on-the-swings]

Aw. I wish I coulda met them too.

(He sniffles a little)

[dark-wing-harpy]

Oh please don't cry...

[She smiles]

They would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

(He sniffles more)

But now they can't 'cause they're dead!

[dark-wing-harpy]

And that is ok...

[She dries his eyes]

Wanna see the scrapbooks granma made?

[on-the-swings]

..Okay...

[dark-wing-harpy]

[There are quite a few. She hands them over. He sees pictures of his grandparents. Pictures of his mother and his aunts as kids.]

[on-the-swings]

Woah! You were so little! I didn't know you could be that little.

[dark-wing-harpy]

I was! A little chick!

[She giggles]

[on-the-swings]

Fluffy wings.. an' they're white instead? I forgot yours aren't always black...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I dye them....

[on-the-swings]

Uh-huh. I just forgot you do that.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[Pats]

Yea and there should be a picture of little me in here when I first got my wings.

[on-the-swings]

Cool! I wish I could get wings.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She holds him]

No matter what though you will always be my little bird....

[on-the-swings]

(He chirps happily at her)

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She chirps back and drapes a wing around him]

[on-the-swings]

(He snuggles up to her)

Caaan we nest for a bit? And ummm, how're you gonna get Emerson from his foster people?

[dark-wing-harpy]

When they abandon Emerson we scoop him up before they can take him to another bad family

[And parker gets scooped]

And we bring him here.

[And parker gets lightly tossed into thr nest]

Or you can talk to him to bring him here.

It is your choice

[on-the-swings]

I'll talk to him! And then we'll see how we can do it! 'cause um, I think he'll just be brought right to another family the second they decide to do it...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I've got my ways to stop that from happening

[She boops him and sits in the nest with him]

Your aunt Ella works there too remember.

[on-the-swings]

Ohhh, right!

[dark-wing-harpy]

How do you think all the bad foster parents go missing?

[She holds her son like she did when he was little. Warming him with her wings.]

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with wide eyes)

You kill them?

[dark-wing-harpy]

They hurt their kids.

[And they both settle into the nest]

[dark-wing-harpy]

Mom!! Mom!!!! Emerrrgency!! - @on-the-swings

What. What is it?

[Panic floods]

[on-the-swings]

My one friend in the whole wide world is going to get kicked out so his foster family can have a baby! And he's going to move away forever and I'll never see him again!! Pleeeaaase you have to do something!

[dark-wing-harpy]

... I can have him live here. We have a spare room

[on-the-swings]

Really?! Thank you thank you thank you!!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Of course.

[She picks him up]

[on-the-swings]

(He hugs her tightly)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I love you

[on-the-swings]

I love you too, mom!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Grandpa would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

You didn't just hatch out of an egg??

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She laughs]

Huh?

No I had a mama and a dad

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with big eyes)

Woah!!

So is gramps and granma... dead?

[dark-wing-harpy]

... yea... they would have loved you...

Gramps taught me the lullaby I sing.

Granma taught me to cook

[on-the-swings]

Aw. I wish I coulda met them too.

(He sniffles a little)

[dark-wing-harpy]

Oh please don't cry...

[She smiles]

They would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

(He sniffles more)

But now they can't 'cause they're dead!

[dark-wing-harpy]

And that is ok...

[She dries his eyes]

Wanna see the scrapbooks granma made?

[on-the-swings]

..Okay...

[dark-wing-harpy]

[There are quite a few. She hands them over. He sees pictures of his grandparents. Pictures of his mother and his aunts as kids.]

[on-the-swings]

Woah! You were so little! I didn't know you could be that little.

[dark-wing-harpy]

I was! A little chick!

[She giggles]

[on-the-swings]

Fluffy wings.. an' they're white instead? I forgot yours aren't always black...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I dye them....

[on-the-swings]

Uh-huh. I just forgot you do that.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[Pats]

Yea and there should be a picture of little me in here when I first got my wings.

[on-the-swings]

Cool! I wish I could get wings.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She holds him]

No matter what though you will always be my little bird....

[on-the-swings]

(He chirps happily at her)

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She chirps back and drapes a wing around him]

[on-the-swings]

(He snuggles up to her)

Caaan we nest for a bit? And ummm, how're you gonna get Emerson from his foster people?

[dark-wing-harpy]

When they abandon Emerson we scoop him up before they can take him to another bad family

[And parker gets scooped]

And we bring him here.

[And parker gets lightly tossed into thr nest]

Or you can talk to him to bring him here.

It is your choice

[on-the-swings]

I'll talk to him! And then we'll see how we can do it! 'cause um, I think he'll just be brought right to another family the second they decide to do it...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I've got my ways to stop that from happening

[She boops him and sits in the nest with him]

Your aunt Ella works there too remember.

[on-the-swings]

Ohhh, right!

[dark-wing-harpy]

How do you think all the bad foster parents go missing?

[She holds her son like she did when he was little. Warming him with her wings.]

[dark-wing-harpy]

Mom!! Mom!!!! Emerrrgency!! - @on-the-swings

What. What is it?

[Panic floods]

[on-the-swings]

My one friend in the whole wide world is going to get kicked out so his foster family can have a baby! And he's going to move away forever and I'll never see him again!! Pleeeaaase you have to do something!

[dark-wing-harpy]

... I can have him live here. We have a spare room

[on-the-swings]

Really?! Thank you thank you thank you!!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Of course.

[She picks him up]

[on-the-swings]

(He hugs her tightly)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I love you

[on-the-swings]

I love you too, mom!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Grandpa would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

You didn't just hatch out of an egg??

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She laughs]

Huh?

No I had a mama and a dad

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with big eyes)

Woah!!

So is gramps and granma... dead?

[dark-wing-harpy]

... yea... they would have loved you...

Gramps taught me the lullaby I sing.

Granma taught me to cook

[on-the-swings]

Aw. I wish I coulda met them too.

(He sniffles a little)

[dark-wing-harpy]

Oh please don't cry...

[She smiles]

They would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

(He sniffles more)

But now they can't 'cause they're dead!

[dark-wing-harpy]

And that is ok...

[She dries his eyes]

Wanna see the scrapbooks granma made?

[on-the-swings]

..Okay...

[dark-wing-harpy]

[There are quite a few. She hands them over. He sees pictures of his grandparents. Pictures of his mother and his aunts as kids.]

[on-the-swings]

Woah! You were so little! I didn't know you could be that little.

[dark-wing-harpy]

I was! A little chick!

[She giggles]

[on-the-swings]

Fluffy wings.. an' they're white instead? I forgot yours aren't always black...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I dye them....

[on-the-swings]

Uh-huh. I just forgot you do that.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[Pats]

Yea and there should be a picture of little me in here when I first got my wings.

[on-the-swings]

Cool! I wish I could get wings.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She holds him]

No matter what though you will always be my little bird....

[on-the-swings]

(He chirps happily at her)

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She chirps back and drapes a wing around him]

[on-the-swings]

(He snuggles up to her)

Caaan we nest for a bit? And ummm, how're you gonna get Emerson from his foster people?

[dark-wing-harpy]

When they abandon Emerson we scoop him up before they can take him to another bad family

[And parker gets scooped]

And we bring him here.

[And parker gets lightly tossed into thr nest]

Or you can talk to him to bring him here.

It is your choice

[on-the-swings]

I'll talk to him! And then we'll see how we can do it! 'cause um, I think he'll just be brought right to another family the second they decide to do it...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I've got my ways to stop that from happening

[She boops him and sits in the nest with him]

Your aunt Ella works there too remember.

[dark-wing-harpy]

Mom!! Mom!!!! Emerrrgency!! - @on-the-swings

What. What is it?

[Panic floods]

[on-the-swings]

My one friend in the whole wide world is going to get kicked out so his foster family can have a baby! And he's going to move away forever and I'll never see him again!! Pleeeaaase you have to do something!

[dark-wing-harpy]

... I can have him live here. We have a spare room

[on-the-swings]

Really?! Thank you thank you thank you!!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Of course.

[She picks him up]

[on-the-swings]

(He hugs her tightly)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I love you

[on-the-swings]

I love you too, mom!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Grandpa would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

You didn't just hatch out of an egg??

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She laughs]

Huh?

No I had a mama and a dad

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with big eyes)

Woah!!

So is gramps and granma... dead?

[dark-wing-harpy]

... yea... they would have loved you...

Gramps taught me the lullaby I sing.

Granma taught me to cook

[on-the-swings]

Aw. I wish I coulda met them too.

(He sniffles a little)

[dark-wing-harpy]

Oh please don't cry...

[She smiles]

They would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

(He sniffles more)

But now they can't 'cause they're dead!

[dark-wing-harpy]

And that is ok...

[She dries his eyes]

Wanna see the scrapbooks granma made?

[on-the-swings]

..Okay...

[dark-wing-harpy]

[There are quite a few. She hands them over. He sees pictures of his grandparents. Pictures of his mother and his aunts as kids.]

[on-the-swings]

Woah! You were so little! I didn't know you could be that little.

[dark-wing-harpy]

I was! A little chick!

[She giggles]

[on-the-swings]

Fluffy wings.. an' they're white instead? I forgot yours aren't always black...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I dye them....

[on-the-swings]

Uh-huh. I just forgot you do that.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[Pats]

Yea and there should be a picture of little me in here when I first got my wings.

[on-the-swings]

Cool! I wish I could get wings.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She holds him]

No matter what though you will always be my little bird....

[on-the-swings]

(He chirps happily at her)

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She chirps back and drapes a wing around him]

[on-the-swings]

(He snuggles up to her)

Caaan we nest for a bit? And ummm, how're you gonna get Emerson from his foster people?

[dark-wing-harpy]

When they abandon Emerson we scoop him up before they can take him to another bad family

[And parker gets scooped]

And we bring him here.

[And parker gets lightly tossed into thr nest]

Or you can talk to him to bring him here.

It is your choice

[dark-wing-harpy]

Mom!! Mom!!!! Emerrrgency!! - @on-the-swings

What. What is it?

[Panic floods]

[on-the-swings]

My one friend in the whole wide world is going to get kicked out so his foster family can have a baby! And he's going to move away forever and I'll never see him again!! Pleeeaaase you have to do something!

[dark-wing-harpy]

... I can have him live here. We have a spare room

[on-the-swings]

Really?! Thank you thank you thank you!!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Of course.

[She picks him up]

[on-the-swings]

(He hugs her tightly)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I love you

[on-the-swings]

I love you too, mom!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Grandpa would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

You didn't just hatch out of an egg??

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She laughs]

Huh?

No I had a mama and a dad

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with big eyes)

Woah!!

So is gramps and granma... dead?

[dark-wing-harpy]

... yea... they would have loved you...

Gramps taught me the lullaby I sing.

Granma taught me to cook

[on-the-swings]

Aw. I wish I coulda met them too.

(He sniffles a little)

[dark-wing-harpy]

Oh please don't cry...

[She smiles]

They would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

(He sniffles more)

But now they can't 'cause they're dead!

[dark-wing-harpy]

And that is ok...

[She dries his eyes]

Wanna see the scrapbooks granma made?

[on-the-swings]

..Okay...

[dark-wing-harpy]

[There are quite a few. She hands them over. He sees pictures of his grandparents. Pictures of his mother and his aunts as kids.]

[on-the-swings]

Woah! You were so little! I didn't know you could be that little.

[dark-wing-harpy]

I was! A little chick!

[She giggles]

[on-the-swings]

Fluffy wings.. an' they're white instead? I forgot yours aren't always black...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I dye them....

[on-the-swings]

Uh-huh. I just forgot you do that.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[Pats]

Yea and there should be a picture of little me in here when I first got my wings.

[on-the-swings]

Cool! I wish I could get wings.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She holds him]

No matter what though you will always be my little bird....

[on-the-swings]

(He chirps happily at her)

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She chirps back and drapes a wing around him]

[dark-wing-harpy]

Mom!! Mom!!!! Emerrrgency!! - @on-the-swings

What. What is it?

[Panic floods]

[on-the-swings]

My one friend in the whole wide world is going to get kicked out so his foster family can have a baby! And he's going to move away forever and I'll never see him again!! Pleeeaaase you have to do something!

[dark-wing-harpy]

... I can have him live here. We have a spare room

[on-the-swings]

Really?! Thank you thank you thank you!!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Of course.

[She picks him up]

[on-the-swings]

(He hugs her tightly)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I love you

[on-the-swings]

I love you too, mom!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Grandpa would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

You didn't just hatch out of an egg??

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She laughs]

Huh?

No I had a mama and a dad

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with big eyes)

Woah!!

So is gramps and granma... dead?

[dark-wing-harpy]

... yea... they would have loved you...

Gramps taught me the lullaby I sing.

Granma taught me to cook

[on-the-swings]

Aw. I wish I coulda met them too.

(He sniffles a little)

[dark-wing-harpy]

Oh please don't cry...

[She smiles]

They would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

(He sniffles more)

But now they can't 'cause they're dead!

[dark-wing-harpy]

And that is ok...

[She dries his eyes]

Wanna see the scrapbooks granma made?

[on-the-swings]

..Okay...

[dark-wing-harpy]

[There are quite a few. She hands them over. He sees pictures of his grandparents. Pictures of his mother and his aunts as kids.]

[on-the-swings]

Woah! You were so little! I didn't know you could be that little.

[dark-wing-harpy]

I was! A little chick!

[She giggles]

[on-the-swings]

Fluffy wings.. an' they're white instead? I forgot yours aren't always black...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I dye them....

[on-the-swings]

Uh-huh. I just forgot you do that.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[Pats]

Yea and there should be a picture of little me in here when I first got my wings.

[on-the-swings]

Cool! I wish I could get wings.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She holds him]

No matter what though you will always be my little bird....

[dark-wing-harpy]

Mom!! Mom!!!! Emerrrgency!! - @on-the-swings

What. What is it?

[Panic floods]

[on-the-swings]

My one friend in the whole wide world is going to get kicked out so his foster family can have a baby! And he's going to move away forever and I'll never see him again!! Pleeeaaase you have to do something!

[dark-wing-harpy]

... I can have him live here. We have a spare room

[on-the-swings]

Really?! Thank you thank you thank you!!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Of course.

[She picks him up]

[on-the-swings]

(He hugs her tightly)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I love you

[on-the-swings]

I love you too, mom!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Grandpa would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

You didn't just hatch out of an egg??

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She laughs]

Huh?

No I had a mama and a dad

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with big eyes)

Woah!!

So is gramps and granma... dead?

[dark-wing-harpy]

... yea... they would have loved you...

Gramps taught me the lullaby I sing.

Granma taught me to cook

[on-the-swings]

Aw. I wish I coulda met them too.

(He sniffles a little)

[dark-wing-harpy]

Oh please don't cry...

[She smiles]

They would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

(He sniffles more)

But now they can't 'cause they're dead!

[dark-wing-harpy]

And that is ok...

[She dries his eyes]

Wanna see the scrapbooks granma made?

[on-the-swings]

..Okay...

[dark-wing-harpy]

[There are quite a few. She hands them over. He sees pictures of his grandparents. Pictures of his mother and his aunts as kids.]

[on-the-swings]

Woah! You were so little! I didn't know you could be that little.

[dark-wing-harpy]

I was! A little chick!

[She giggles]

[on-the-swings]

Fluffy wings.. an' they're white instead? I forgot yours aren't always black...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I dye them....

[on-the-swings]

Uh-huh. I just forgot you do that.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[Pats]

Yea and there should be a picture of little me in here when I first got my wings.

[on-the-swings]

Cool! I wish I could get wings.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She holds him]

No matter what though you will always be my little bird....

[dark-wing-harpy]

Mom!! Mom!!!! Emerrrgency!! - @on-the-swings

What. What is it?

[Panic floods]

[on-the-swings]

My one friend in the whole wide world is going to get kicked out so his foster family can have a baby! And he's going to move away forever and I'll never see him again!! Pleeeaaase you have to do something!

[dark-wing-harpy]

... I can have him live here. We have a spare room

[on-the-swings]

Really?! Thank you thank you thank you!!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Of course.

[She picks him up]

[on-the-swings]

(He hugs her tightly)

[dark-wing-harpy]

I love you

[on-the-swings]

I love you too, mom!!

[dark-wing-harpy]

Grandpa would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

You didn't just hatch out of an egg??

[dark-wing-harpy]

[She laughs]

Huh?

No I had a mama and a dad

[on-the-swings]

(He looks at her with big eyes)

Woah!!

So is gramps and granma... dead?

[dark-wing-harpy]

... yea... they would have loved you...

Gramps taught me the lullaby I sing.

Granma taught me to cook

[on-the-swings]

Aw. I wish I coulda met them too.

(He sniffles a little)

[dark-wing-harpy]

Oh please don't cry...

[She smiles]

They would have loved you

[on-the-swings]

(He sniffles more)

But now they can't 'cause they're dead!

[dark-wing-harpy]

And that is ok...

[She dries his eyes]

Wanna see the scrapbooks granma made?

[on-the-swings]

..Okay...

[dark-wing-harpy]

[There are quite a few. She hands them over. He sees pictures of his grandparents. Pictures of his mother and his aunts as kids.]

[on-the-swings]

Woah! You were so little! I didn't know you could be that little.

[dark-wing-harpy]

I was! A little chick!

[She giggles]

[on-the-swings]

Fluffy wings.. an' they're white instead? I forgot yours aren't always black...

[dark-wing-harpy]

I dye them....

[on-the-swings]

Uh-huh. I just forgot you do that.

[dark-wing-harpy]

[Pats]

Yea and there should be a picture of little me in here when I first got my wings.