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The tiny thing doesn't seem to mind. After all, she did handle him a whole stack of cookies to eat. Holding the pastry at least twice as big as he is with two frontal paws garbed in marroon, he continues to munch on the thing, taking small bites due to his size, chewing and swallowing rapidly. A habit he developed from eating things he liked so much. With each bite, his wing flutter a bit, spreading a bit of ethereal powder, which fade in seconds.

Alex halts her momentum for a while, simply to allow the two to display their affection, no longer alien to the concept. Instead, she sludges on the fool, who himself seemed no longer hesitant about this kind of feeling aromated toward him. His mask takes on the face of a cheeky smile, a bit of disbelief about what was about to unfold.

Alex puts a finger on her cheek for seconds, looking to be in a ponder before throwing her finger  away "Well, there much to tell you about what exactly happened. My only question is: would you like to hear the long version, or the short one?"