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[1stclass_puppy]

[There is a little boy, not much older than five, up in a tree. A tall, tall tree, where a little boy like him should not be. He is climbing up to the top, cradling something against his chest. And his materia orbs are all over the ground below.]

Comments

[childoflorelei]

What are you doing up there?

[1stclass_puppy]

A little birdie fell from his nest so I'm puttin' him back.

[childoflorelei]

He fell? Is he okay?

[1stclass_puppy]

Yeah, I'm just puttin' him back.

[childoflorelei]

Be careful, or you'll fall and get hurt1

[1stclass_puppy]

Nah, I'm okay!

[childoflorelei]

Okay! Is the birdie still okay?

[1stclass_puppy]

He's happy t'be home!

[childoflorelei]

Good!

Oh! My name's Asch! What's yours?

[1stclass_puppy]

I'm Zack!