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"Soon."

Gently sips his drink in anticipation.

He's quietly humming a christmas carol as he returns to his rocket and soars up to the moon, having dropped off a... rather specific thing. In a place. You know how it is.

... He'd miss it, sure. And he probably wouldn't ever get it back. Or get another like it, knowing him. But this penguin was okay with that.

The recipient would appreciate it more at this point anyways. He could do without.

Oh well...

Time to go back to his own celebrations.

#legallybirds #poppin back online for one thing and one thing only #heeheehoohoohoo

Hey dj grooves have you heard of mettaton from undertale?

#no text for you #Anonymous

(random question for the Mun-do you have any favourite A Hat In Time ships?)

ay yo this is ya boi lance here and you can bet somebody else’s ass i doBig Gay Bird Time (grooves x conductor) as if it wasn’t obviousand i’m slowly coming around to whatever you call Hat Kid x Mustache Girl (post-game, of course) thanks to the AHIT fan discordnot much else though gotta say

#Anonymous

Are you and the Conductor big gay birds, 'cause that's what its lookin' like to me, Grooves.

“Well, I can’t speak for Conductor, but I freely admit that I am the biggest gay bird in this entire solar system and I will style on anybody who says otherwise.”

#Anonymous

also, i shall treasure it always

#context? well um technically nah

y'all please, just let him be g a y

you say that as if there’s people who don’t encourage thati mean, sure, are there people who don’t? probablyare those people who want grooves to be straight going to be very satisfied with this blog? not likely

#Anonymous

dj gayrooves

“And whatcha’ gonna make of it then, Nonnie?”“Y’all got a problem with it, darlings, you can take it up with my disco ball.”

#dj grooves confirmed BIG GAY BIRD #Anonymous

legallybirds:

Conductor can practically feel himself shrinking as Grooves gets serious. The smile that had been forced on his face has fallen by now, sweat dripping down his face. It was… Intimidating. Which was surprising; Grooves usually doesn’t intimidate him like this! But for some reason it felt… Different. Conductor stammers as he tries to come up with a response, his words barely cohesive. He looks down and takes a big breath, backing up slightly before looking back up at Grooves. Oh boy.

“ I-I… Well, ah, y’see, Grooves, I… Uh, I sorta… I, erm… ” He pauses. Goddammit, why was this so hard? “ I. I, Eeuuuuh… ” He has another long pause, taking some deep breaths before quickly spitting out, “ So… I may ‘ave been offered a new train after the whole… Camp incident, turned evil an’ maaaaybe attempted to kill a good about of our friends…? ” His shoulders raise in his nervousness, and he sweats more. He’s just going to slowly back up more, now. “ But!! It be alright now!!! I-I got me senses beat inta me again an’ it be a-a-a-alll peachy!!! ” He forces out a chuckle, along with a smile. He looks very guilty!!

He’s not letting up in the slightest. He’s going to keep looking at him disapprovingly- He’s almost not even aware that it’s him who’s causing the conductor to act intimidated, but he DOES know that it’s likely him, which makes the whole situation that much stranger- and upon hearing the Conductor stammering, of all things... He was puzzled, for sure. But after his moviemaking rival spills the metaphorical beans, he does his best to understand the blur of words that just went by him- And he doesn’t like it one bit! He’s done some reckless things in the past, sure, but this just took the cake by a long shot. He starts relaxed, taking a deep sigh, putting a flipper on his forehead, and gently shaking his head, sending his afro swaying from side to side...

“Conductor, you’ve done some fairly dumb things in the past and we both know it- ‘in the interest of cinematography’ and all. We both know that, and I’m not entirely innocent when it comes to that sorta thing either...”

And the flipper quickly drops, his tone getting a good deal more aggressive- Or is it concerned?- in nature, as he starts slowly walking towards conductor while making expressive gestures with his entire body. He was NOT pleased.

“But for peck’s sake, Conductor! Didn’t I tell you that I was having you a NEW train built by somebody who has the schematics for the old one down pat? A perfect replica that’s almost finished NOW? That I paid for out of my own pocket, just so you’d stop being down in the dumps about not having one anymore? Why would you take a new one from somebody who you barely even know- And somebody EVIL, to boot! Not to mention you tried to KILL people- What in the name of cinematography could POSSIBLY compel you to purposefully kill somebody you yourself called a FRIEND?... Conductor, I am VERY disappointed in you!”

And he promptly goes RIGHT up to the other, backing him up against a wall, and proceeding to once again wrap both of his flippers around the Conductor- Only he can see the tears coming out from underneath his star-shaped sunglasses right now.

“Don’t you EVER make me worry like that again, you big idiot, y’hear?...”

#WHAT? WERE YOU EXPECTING HIM TO STAY ANGRY?#TOO BAD! IT'S BIG GAY BIRD TIME LADIES AND GENTS

legallybirds:

The Conductor attempts to get to his feet immediately, failing a few times, before he’s finally able to get up, a bit slowly, however. When he looks up, he immediately sees Grooves, just… Standing there now, right in front of him. He jumps out of shock. He’s quick to grab onto something nearby, though, to keep him from falling again. Don’t want that!!

Now that he’s actually standing up, it’s noticeable that he’s no longer wearing his uniform. Actually, it seems he’s wearing the outfit he wore in one of his last movies; Once upon a time on the Science Express. He doesn’t look that bad, though it may be a little strange to see him in something other than his black jacket! Wonder why he’s wearing that.

He stares at Grooves as he talks, barely saying a word the whole time. He mostly just looks confused, in all honesty. Barely even mad, like usual! He gently sets a hand on his hip, though it’s barely noticeable under the LARGE PONCHO HE’S WEARING FOR SOME REASON. He lets out a quiet sigh in-between his teeth. “ …Erm. Thas… Cool, I guess? ” He starts, though he pauses for a minute afterward to think of how to form a proper response toward the last bit. He reaches a hand up and scratches the back of his head. Speaking of which, there’s a large bruise just on the front of his beak, there, and he’s missing quite a few feathers.. It looks very spotty. Don’t mind that, Grooves! “ …I. Uh. Did… Did nobody say somethin’ ta yer? After like… Wot, two whole weeks of that shit? Uhh… ” He lets out another sigh again, looking away from Grooves for a moment, though after a few seconds he just stops scratching the back of his head, and that hand falls to his side. He puts on a smile, and shrugs. “ …I did stupid shit again? ” He lets out an awkward chuckle. Fantastic answer, Conductor.

“And just when I was startin’ to get used to your uniform, too. What’s goin’ on; Reusing props for a new movie, like every other time?... I mean, I can’t exactly blame ya; Not like I haven’t done the same now and again, after all. Still, I haven’t exactly seen you filmin’ anything anytime recently, and I haven’t seen much activity from your owls, either. Did y’all go and do some exploration or somethin’? Some practice shots and all?...”

Grooves suspected SOMETHING, but in all honesty, he was far too distracted to actively pursue said suspicion- Right up until he sees the bruise, and the fact that he just implied something major had happened that he hadn’t been made aware of. Now, he wasn’t SURPRISED that Conductor had been involved in something major- He usually was, being the kind of loud legal bird that the DJ had grown used to- but the fact that he was injured after it, and seemed ASHAMED of all things, sent Grooves into instant concern mode. His gaze got several tones less casual, his eyebrows furrowing, and he put his flippers on his hips, too- to emphasize the seriousness he was trying to convey.

“Conductor. Darling. Where have you been.”

#[ the same old train-related western : conductor ]#legallybirds #SERIOUS GROOVES TIME

*extra quiet screaming* you're back?! although do take your time and stuff!!

( i never really left tbh there was just nothing to do here )

#Anonymous

legallyabird-a

@theoneandonlydjgrooves

The Conductor has been sitting down for quite awhile, now, still curled up in a ball, and taking a few bites of the food lying beside him every so often. He’s been sitting there for a little bit, now, legs against his chest until, for some reason, his gaze shifts to doors on the opposite side of the reception. Grooves’ part of the studio. He stares for a little while, his brows furrowed, before he lets out a quiet sigh and makes an attempt at crawling down from on top of his trophy display cases, making his way to the floor, before approaching the room– although he’s mostly stumbling over there, unstable.

He pushes open the doors, and the Receptionist looks over to him, quirking a brow. He takes in a breath to say something, but the Conductor waves a dismissive hand before the doors close behind him, grumbling something under his breath. He runs a hand through his feathers, opening another set of doors and peering inside, before–

Why are there Mafia members in here.

He lets out a quiet confused noise, before glancing over to Grooves’ set, and looking… Is that the Mafia boss? Hold on a second here, what? He raises a brow, before attempting to quietly walk in.

…Emphasis on attempt, as he stumbles inside and immediately trips on a wire, falling downward with a loud thud and a quiet squawk. Whoops.

theoneandonlydjgrooves

Grooves’s part of the studio has been bustling with activity- Grooves is currently on the phone with somebody, trying to talk so that the person on the other side can actually HEAR him over Mafia Boss, who sounds like he has a megaphone, but in reality needs no such device to make himself as loud as can be, and is currently yelling at his musclebound minions to set up the lights CORRECTLY for once- The door opening doesn’t attract much attention, as everybody’s much too preoccupied with not screwing anything up to look at anybody coming in.

Conductor tripping on a wire and making a loud noise, on the other hand, attracts the DJ’s attention immediately, and he looks to be trying to wrap up the call as soon as possible- Mafia Boss, on the other hand, just hears the noise, assumes somebody dropped something, and starts yelling again. But a mafia member does point in Conductor’s direction to remark that he might’ve been the cause of it- And the large man turns around, his expression going from angry to neutral as he turns back around and continues to direct, albeit more quiet this time. In the time it took for this to take place, Grooves has hung up and walks right over with his flippers wide open. Man, he hasn’t seen Conductor in FOREVER now!

“Conductor, DARLIN’! Glad to see you finally decided to show up- I bet you’re wonderin’ what’s up with all the extra people here, aren’t ya? Well, guess what? Antonio over here rang me up with an offer I couldn’t refuse- Help with my movie in exchange for getting to help write the script. You’d be surprised how much he’s got to offer! All sorts of island shooting locations, props galore, and a bunch of really strong people to help move everything around easier! Damn near perfect, I’d say- By the way, where the peck have you been? I’ve been wantin’ to talk to you for AGES!”

#legallybirds

To be fair, she coulda just taken your soul juice and not even have given anyone a chance to revive you.

“I... I suppose you DO have a point there, darlin’...”“Still, surely there could’ve been a better way of doin’ all that, right?”“Without all the really, really strange and alien and uncomfortable thoughts everywhere?”“Not to mention all the things I had to see her do through HER eyes?”

#Anonymous

“I STILL have nightmares about that bit where I died. Not the actual death bit, no, I can deal with that- It’s the having my soul drank by, and subsequently having to share a head with, this crazy lady who I couldn’t keep my thoughts from- And who couldn’t keep HER idle thoughts to herself, either. The time I spent with her was more traumatizing than being slashed to death was...”