“Oh, O-okay…” was all he said before letting out an exhausted breath, now wisely staying quiet to allow her to not cut his feathers up even though they’re already a flipping mess.
Rebecca quietly worked, gently brushing down the other’s feathers where she could. She was certainly taking more care than her earlier tone indicated.
The threat of becoming an ice sculpture was enough to scare the birb into not flailing like an imbecile, which was a good thing as he was tiring himself out very quickly, doing said flailing like an imbecile.
“I-I-Im really s-s-super sorry about, uh, cr-crashing into your thingy. R-really! I swear I didn’t mean it, I sw-swear!”
Pyrr, please.
“I believe you but just please be quiet while I cut you down. My eyes are still bleary from napping. I don’t want to accidentally cut a feather and I don’t want you to accidentally damage my orchard.”
She started carefully snipping the wire mesh around the stuck feathers, being careful not to go near the feathers themselves.
Oh crap. The once sleeping stranger was now awake and the scared birb avian could just imagine the many ways she would react to finding a flying human trapped and hanging upside down in the mesh that protected her orchard, which caused the idiot to just panic more as he tried and failed to get his wings free.
“Uhhh…h-hi? Pleasedon’tbemadpLEASE.”
“Flail any more, and I’ll make you into an ice sculpture. Now stop that and let me cut you down.”
Rebecca rubbed at her eyes before going to get a step ladder from a closet inside, bringing it outside and climbing onto it once it was put next to the birb.
She had a pair of wire cutters in her hand and got ready to start cutting the mesh that he was stuck in.
The champion rubbed her tired eyes, wondering what in Arceus’s name could have woken her up. Then she deadpanned a tired greeting, adjusting her headphones.
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