Tricky bird was tricky and staying out of sight. Chelsea was giddy; her family was coming. Most of them anyway but still. Family. Her sister, her nephew, James. All of them were coming here and Chelsea was in high spirits.
She was in such a good mood that when Marcus' back was turned, she flew in in osprey form, grabbed a pillow and dropped it on his head, flying away as she made a sort of chuckling hissing sound.
That poor man and the crap he put up with from her.
Chelsea had landed a few feet from the door to shift forms, the screech shifting into her normal laugh. She peeked around the door frame, grinning and giggling slightly.
He laughed and rushed towards her to grab her around the waist and pull her into a bear hug. Clearly apologies were unnecessary when her neck was just so nummy.
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She was in such a good mood that when Marcus' back was turned, she flew in in osprey form, grabbed a pillow and dropped it on his head, flying away as she made a sort of chuckling hissing sound.
That poor man and the crap he put up with from her.
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He looked around wildly, then heard the familliar screech. And now it was just laughter time. "Okay, you got me." He said between bouts of laughter.
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"Sorry," she said with a small chuckle.
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