Rocket

((I don't remember from who I ate this..its been sittin in my clipboard for like a week🥹. Oh and Sword's also bird hybrid))

(You are Sword)

---------------Swoket

Rocket arrived home from a match, sore and exhausted, wanting to do nothing but lie down in bed and rest. He tossed his goggles onto the kitchen table with a soft 'thud'. The phights really tired him out today. He ran his hand through his gray messy hair and frowned..

Something was off....

Usually Sword would be out in the living room, if he wasn't out phighting as well. Rocket made his way to his room before furrowing his eyebrows.

"Are you serious...?"

Rocket mumbles in slight annoyance

Sword is a bird hybrid. He had wings, feathers, bird stuff...oh and unfortunately the instincts...

Rocket met with a sight of a bunch of cozy, warm blankets and pillows messed around in the shape of a nest.

"Oh my god, Sword..are you really..?-"

The words died in his throat, there is no point in arguing. He approaches the nest and plops down next to his partner

"Idiot..."

Rocket murmurs as his muscles relax