Conflict (Resolved)

The next day after we had moved away, I had found Buzz waiting outside of my new home as if nothing had changed. He had crossed a few hundred miles just to be with me. If only I had known he would do that, or that he could even do it, things might have turned out differently, but it was too late to dwell on the past. Today, I had to pay Zack a visit. I grabbed my father's device and after a slight hesitation, I shoved it in my backpack along with a couple of bottles of water, a sandwich, and a bag of red berries. Outside, Buzz waited for me as usual. He wobbled next to me and nestled himself in my arms. His razor-sharp horns carefully pulled down to avoid injuring me.

"All will be fine," I told him while gently ruffling his feathers. "I need to jet or I'll miss the shuttle."

When I arrived at Zack's house, he was eagerly waiting outside. What wouldn't have I given to wipe the smile off his hypocritical face.

"So," he said eyeing my backpack. "Is it in there?"

A knot formed in my stomach at the mention of the item, but I managed to nod. My heart, which pounded with the force of a bass drum, gave me second thoughts. Would I be able to pull this through?

"Let's go inside," Zack told me.

"I thought you'd never ask," I sighed.

As soon as he opened the door, Buzz shoved him out of his way, and flew inside the house wreaking havoc. A strident scream accompanied by the sound of various falling objects pierced the air. Zack ran in and I followed right behind.

"Get this thing out of my kitchen," his mom yelled while running after Buzz, who, to avoid her spatula, flew in the living room leaving a multicolored rain of quills and down all over the furniture. He landed on the chandelier, which squeaked under the weight of the enormous bird. Seemingly not bothered by any of this, he ate the goods stolen from the kitchen table before he took off by the same door I had made sure to keep open for him.

"Well Zach, that makes us even now; I'll keep your secret as long as you promise to keep mine," I told him over my shoulder before I scampered away after my feathered friend toward the waterfall where we had agreed to meet after this slight rectification.

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For those of you who know Zhendar (LX), the conclusion comes as no surprise, and I bet you saw it coming too. For those less familiar with my main character, let's just say he has an affinity with animals.

I hope you enjoyed!