Yeah, when birds fly.

Flying a kite around in the park sounded like a good idea to Red; at first. The weather was fair, and the wind was favorable. Yes, what could go wrong? Red had crafted the kite himself and tested it before bringing it out to the park. So, with the odds in his favor he was uncharacteristically optimistic about this outing.  

Of course, things didn’t usually work out for Red. Especially not when he was trying to relax or enjoy a fun hobby. While the kite had worked perfectly and it seemed like it was going to soar through the sky, the wind picked up a little too strongly for Red to handle and it flew straight into a tree, getting stuck. “You gotta be kidding me...”

Red let out a sigh; disappointed but accepting his fate. He then attempted to tug at the kite’s string to pull it down, but the string snapped. “....” The bird’s temper quickly began to rise. He ran into the tree with his body, which caused some leaves to fall, but not the kite. “...Why you...!!” He placed his wings on the trunk of the tree and attempted to pull at it with a grunt of effort as he did so, but that didn’t work at all, which only served to frustrate him more.

“Ah! A meme. That’s what exactly it is. A meme……Ahyuck. Hey little red. What’s a meme?“

“Oh..uh..it’s like...um..” Red had to think about that one for a moment. He knew what a meme was, but he didn’t know how to describe it exactly. “It’s like a..joke? A running joke...then people add onto it, and...make their own versions of it....I guess? Uhh...yeaaahh...”

salvaged starters || Accepting

“...Um.” Red took a few steps to the side, away from the relatively ominous looking ‘thing’. “Okaaay....wow that’s..........huh.....hmmm.. Right.”