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An awkward ostrich strolled into town, looking for someone to interact with. He was wearing a bi pride tee and standard gray shorts, though both looked far more suited for human anatomy than ostrich anatomy. "Uh... 'Scuse me... Anyone know where I can find some good ostrich-friendly clothes around here, okey-doke?"

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An awkward ostrich strolled into town, looking for someone to interact with. He was wearing a bi pride tee and standard gray shorts, though both looked far more suited for human anatomy than ostrich anatomy. "Uh... 'Scuse me... Anyone know where I can find some good ostrich-friendly clothes around here, okey-doke?"

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An awkward ostrich strolled into town, looking for someone to interact with. He was wearing a bi pride tee and standard gray shorts, though both looked far more suited for human anatomy than ostrich anatomy. "Uh... 'Scuse me... Anyone know where I can find some good ostrich-friendly clothes around here, okey-doke?"

“I…I really don’t wanna go breaking public decency laws…” The big birb stood there uncomfortably. “Your Ables do custom fits by any chance?”

“Well… Most animals I know don’t really… Wear pants. It’s common place, at least to me… I don’t know about my Ables, but it wouldn’t hurt to ask them.”

Ostrich boy shuffled a bit in his human pants a bit as he took a moment to reflect. “…Wait, you were in the Friend Ship Crash of ‘16?”

Big birb tilted his head, looking at the tiger. “Say… You wouldn’t happen to be–?”

*Nuke couldn’t help but watch as the suddenly pants-less ostrich made a run for it. Moving a lot faster without the disappeared pair of clothing too, it seemed.*

There was a mild commotion across the railroad crossing, and a little later some gossip on Main Street could be heard. Something about a big pantsless running into the tailor shop and crying about needing pants.

Off in the far corner of the shop stood an awkward bird tugging the bottom end of his shirt down, frozen in place. He was there with Sable, feverishly working her machine, and Mabel, trying to keep a pleasant customer service face on for the few remaining customers in the shop.

The ostrich turned his long neck to face the tiger with a fake smile spread across his beak. “No~” was his plain and simple answer in fake cheery tone.

An awkward ostrich strolled into town, looking for someone to interact with. He was wearing a bi pride tee and standard gray shorts, though both looked far more suited for human anatomy than ostrich anatomy. "Uh... 'Scuse me... Anyone know where I can find some good ostrich-friendly clothes around here, okey-doke?"

“I…I really don’t wanna go breaking public decency laws…” The big birb stood there uncomfortably. “Your Ables do custom fits by any chance?”

“Well… Most animals I know don’t really… Wear pants. It’s common place, at least to me… I don’t know about my Ables, but it wouldn’t hurt to ask them.”

Ostrich boy shuffled a bit in his human pants a bit as he took a moment to reflect. “…Wait, you were in the Friend Ship Crash of ‘16?”

Big birb tilted his head, looking at the tiger. “Say… You wouldn’t happen to be–?”

*Nuke couldn’t help but watch as the suddenly pants-less ostrich made a run for it. Moving a lot faster without the disappeared pair of clothing too, it seemed.*

There was a mild commotion across the railroad crossing, and a little later some gossip on Main Street could be heard. Something about a big pantsless running into the tailor shop and crying about needing pants.

Off in the far corner of the shop stood an awkward bird tugging the bottom end of his shirt down, frozen in place. He was there with Sable, feverishly working her machine, and Mabel, trying to keep a pleasant customer service face on for the few remaining customers in the shop.

An awkward ostrich strolled into town, looking for someone to interact with. He was wearing a bi pride tee and standard gray shorts, though both looked far more suited for human anatomy than ostrich anatomy. "Uh... 'Scuse me... Anyone know where I can find some good ostrich-friendly clothes around here, okey-doke?"

“I…I really don’t wanna go breaking public decency laws…” The big birb stood there uncomfortably. “Your Ables do custom fits by any chance?”

“Well… Most animals I know don’t really… Wear pants. It’s common place, at least to me… I don’t know about my Ables, but it wouldn’t hurt to ask them.”

Ostrich boy shuffled a bit in his human pants a bit as he took a moment to reflect. “…Wait, you were in the Friend Ship Crash of ‘16?”

Big birb tilted his head, looking at the tiger. “Say… You wouldn’t happen to be–?”

*Nuke couldn’t help but watch as the suddenly pants-less ostrich made a run for it. Moving a lot faster without the disappeared pair of clothing too, it seemed.*

There was a mild commotion across the railroad crossing, and a little later some gossip on Main Street could be heard. Something about a big pantsless running into the tailor shop and crying about needing pants.

An awkward ostrich strolled into town, looking for someone to interact with. He was wearing a bi pride tee and standard gray shorts, though both looked far more suited for human anatomy than ostrich anatomy. "Uh... 'Scuse me... Anyone know where I can find some good ostrich-friendly clothes around here, okey-doke?"

“I…I really don’t wanna go breaking public decency laws…” The big birb stood there uncomfortably. “Your Ables do custom fits by any chance?”

“Well… Most animals I know don’t really… Wear pants. It’s common place, at least to me… I don’t know about my Ables, but it wouldn’t hurt to ask them.”

Ostrich boy shuffled a bit in his human pants a bit as he took a moment to reflect. “…Wait, you were in the Friend Ship Crash of ‘16?”

Big birb tilted his head, looking at the tiger. “Say... You wouldn’t happen to be--?”

An awkward ostrich strolled into town, looking for someone to interact with. He was wearing a bi pride tee and standard gray shorts, though both looked far more suited for human anatomy than ostrich anatomy. "Uh... 'Scuse me... Anyone know where I can find some good ostrich-friendly clothes around here, okey-doke?"

“I…I really don’t wanna go breaking public decency laws…” The big birb stood there uncomfortably. “Your Ables do custom fits by any chance?”

“Well… Most animals I know don’t really… Wear pants. It’s common place, at least to me… I don’t know about my Ables, but it wouldn’t hurt to ask them.”

Ostrich boy shuffled a bit in his human pants a bit as he took a moment to reflect. “...Wait, you were in the Friend Ship Crash of ‘16?”