(Alright, like with the role play, to give my character concept, Harper, one of Petrie's sisters, any kind of adventure it has to be forced so for my first try at a story I was going to do...something else, but this idea is all I could find to run with, so I think I can pull it off
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I: Wrong Side of the NestFor about the a millionth time, Petrie banged his head against the wall of his cave home.
"Petrie!" a young girl's voice exclaimed in surprised, one of his sisters, Harper, coming over and helping walk him away from the wall. "That can't be helping your sniffles" Harper went on.
She'd forgotten how antsy Petrie could be, her brother often being off on an adventure with his friends while she either played tag or something with the others or just amused herself around the nest helping her mom out.
"Here" Harper went on, helping Petrie, who didn't see to care about much at the moment, to sit against the other wall of the cave.
Here he finally let lose his frustrations and groaned, "Why me can't lay in nest again, it comfy".
"It's not fixed" Harper replied, and as her brother just stared at her, she sighed and explained more, "Mom was complaining our nest looks...shambly or something, so I'm going to fix it".
After saying this she walked over and pulled out one of the twigs of the nest that she felt stuck out a bit too much. Petrie watched her, just staring at the comfy spot in the middle of the nest where he wanted to be laying and not the floor.
He started crawling over, his sniffles making him not have much energy at all. He slowly started crawling over the side of the nest to get inside.
"Petrie no!" Harper rushed over and, plucking her brother up, set him to the side on the floor again, though to Petrie it felt like he was thrown.
Harper sighed as she looked at the branches Petrie had bent out of shape, "You ruined it!' she went back to straightening them up as Petrie sighed and rested his head back, staring out at the upside down landscape outside the cave. He wished his mama would hurry up and get back to the nest and save him from his psycho, in a nest fixing fit, sister.
His mother would let him lay in comfy nest, being sick and all! Petrie thought to himself with a slight frown.
For her part, Harper didn't mean to be hard to deal with, and hadn't meant to literally throw her brother out of the nest, she was just distracted with the thought of making it perfect for her mom.
Once she was done she smiled and her focus dropped from that so she could take in the rest of her surroundings. First thing she noticed was Petrie laying sprawled out on the floor.
Smiling she helped him sit up, "You should be in the nest not the floor if you're sick, Petrie" she told him helping him over to it. She got the oddest look from her brother as she said this...
Choosing to not point out that he'd only been on the floor because she'd thrown him there, Petrie instead went to the next thing he could think of. "You seen me snuggling stick?".
"Oh, yeah sure" Harper glanced about for it, frowning when she couldn't locate the stick her brother always used for comfort. "Well it was right..." Harper paused and her beak dropped. She stared at the nest.
"What?" Petrie asked.
"You're gonna hate me..." Harper began, "but...I think I put it in the nest...".
"What!" Petrie began to pry at bits of the nest to look, Harper immediately flying over to stop him, "No! Petrie, I just fixed that!". She struggled to push Petrie's hands away from tearing at the nest while he tried to push them back to looking for his snuggling stick again.
"you lost me snuggling stick!".
"I did not, you're probably sitting or laying on it, so...well...same difference".
"Not it not!".
(ooc: going with the name I've seen others use for Petrie's mom)
As Tory returned to her nest, she smiled with the thought that today atleast there shouldn't be any drama or problems like one got with a whole brood of flyer hatchlings most times. She'd only left two of her children alone at the nest so things there should be quiet except for Petrie having the sniffles.
"Ok kids I'm ba-" Tory paused at the scene in front of her.
"Petrie stop it!"
"Me stick!".
Tory sighed and brought a wing up to her head, "Ok..." she walked over, "what's going on?".
Two young voices answered at the same time, "Harper throw me on floor and put snuggling stick in nest!" Petrie's stuffed up voice said.
"Petrie's ruining all the work I did on the nest, and I did not!" she answered what she heard her brother say.
"Yes you do!".
"Ok" Tory interrupted the kids, "one at a time, now then Petrie, you're sick so go on and tell me first".
"That's not fair!" Harper immediately pointed out, crossing her wings.
"Harper" the slight almost in trouble tone in her mother's voice caused the girl to hush up.
"Well me gots snifflies but Harper wouldn't let me be in nest because she says she has to "clean it up", so she threw me on floor" Petrie said, "and then she put me snuggling stick
in nest!".
"It was an accident!" Harper protested, "both of them!".
"Alright kids..." Tory started to try to interrupt. Petrie as frowning in that half mad way of his whenever his siblings had rubbed him wrong.
"Me gonna go find Guido!" he pushed past his sister and walked towards the cave exit. Harper had since learned that finding or being around Guido was like a sign of her brother being mad at them. Thing was most times he got mad at them it was for something that was his fault! Like this!
"Well maybe I'll go..." Harper broke off, she didn't have any close friends she could always find like Petrie's, "...find someone better than you!" she ended with, feeling it fell flat.
"That is enough!" Tory stopped Petrie's walking towards the exit of the cave, picking him up. "Petrie, you are not going anywhere sick, now I'm sure Harper didn't mean any of it and we can gently search for your stick in the nest, ok?" she asked both kids as she set Petrie down nest to Harper.
Brother and sister glanced to each other then away from each other annoyed, "Fine".
It was cooperation enough for the moment, "Great" Tory started the delicate task of searching the nest. By her expert knowledge of how she'd built this nest and all it didn't take all that long and she could even do it with minimal damage.
"There" she handed Petrie his stick, "now everything's fixed" she smiled.
Petrie hugged his stick "Hey..it got bent" he frowned, not really making a comment against his sister, really, but Harper still looked pretty insulted.
"Well I'm not nest put with snifflies so I'll see you later!" and before her mother could stop her she flew off away from the cave to maybe find her other siblings who were not so annoying or...something. Tory sighed, somehow it seemed like it was always something.
(Well, first chappie that just sets up and doesn't exactly give away the point of the story...yet, but this little sibling spat is useful later as you'll see
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