#agent spoon

One good thing about music, when it hits you feel no pain. Grian sighed in bliss as the bass hit him, making him fizz and throw his wings up to the rhythm. He danced with his birds, letting the music take over his mind, the neon lights of his wings soaking the concrete forest in green and gold. He felt his hairs stand on end as the bass swelled, he shut his eyes tight and counted to three. "One, two, THREE!" The bass dropped and his wings flashed red and white, dipping and rising into the air alongside Ari and the other birds. They swirled and dipped to the beat, legs kicking and pumping to the rhythm. He felt the air vibrate around him as he danced, the bass taking hold of his heart and making him feel every pounding boom. He reached to the sky with his left wing, in sinc with his birds and twirled. He shook his feathered blades and threw his head back, flipping back as the birds swooped around him. He was just about to rise back up when the music was cut.

He looked behind him to see Mumbo having cut off the music, he pouted at the mustached man and landed back on the floor. "Why'd you cut the music dude! I was enjoying that!" He crossed his arms and huffed. Mumbo sighed and rolled his eyes at the blonde, shaking his head and putting the radio back in the cupboard. "You weren't answering X's messages, not shaping up very good are you huh?" Grian sighed, gesturing to his birds to get in their travel crates and stepped towards Mumbo. "You think I wanted to be picked for this? I'm just being plucked from my home and forced to take part in these dumb experiments! I never asked for this!" He stomped his foot, causing his birds to squeak at Mumbo in unison as Grian glared up at the taller man. Mumbo rolled his eyes and tutted, grabbing Grian by his collar. "None of us asked for it, you'll get used to it. Not stop being a brat and let's get going, we're almost late." He began to drags Grian towards the space pod when the blonde whined and complained. "My birds..." Mumbo huffed through gritted teeth, he was starting to get really annoyed. Why did they decide that he had to fetch the new kid? He tossed Grian towards the pod and sighed, hacking the travel crates to hover into the pod. "I'll get your birds."

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Grian looked over the world from the start of his flying coratse, his birds soaring above his head. He placed the radio down on the floor, connecting it to his ear piece and the mini speakers attached to his birds. He activates his wings and switches to the first song on the playlist, soaring into the sky to join his birds before swooping down through the first hole. He dips and weaves to the rythm, heart matching the beat and red and white flashing neon lighting up the island as the sun rose. The crack of dawn hit at the exact moment the bass dropped and his heart swelled with his birds singing perfectly to the rythm, giggling at the annoyed noises of the other hermits who were woken by the noise. He waved his arms in gesture for his feathered friends to wake the others up, it was morning time and a musical wake up time. Grian checked the nearest clock and laughed. "Yes! We beat their alarm clocks by five seconds! That's a new record Ari!" Ari nodded in agreement, perching on Grians shoulder and pulling a leaf out of his hair for him.

He loved this, being the morning bird to wake them all up. Beating the alarm clocks was his only goal before breakfast, then it was to talk the others into giving him their food. He wasn't exactly sure what the point of him joining the experiments was but he didn't really mind, he was glad he got picked for the experiments as he was so close with his friends. He sat back down and looked out at the rising sun, sighing happily and ignoring the chat as the other hermits complain that he got them up so early every morning. He smiled, it was for their own good. How on earth would they get anything done if they weren't awake to do it?