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Hell yeah my dude

A bitty waves at you from the window of an adoption center, smiling hopefully.

You walk into the Aviary, ready to take home a Sinatra and a Cosmos. You don't get more than a few steps into the building before you're rushed by a pair of Birbitties. One darts toward you, lands on your shoulder, and hides behind you as best he can. You don't want to scare him off by turning your head, so you just glance out of the corner of your eye, barely catching a glimpse of the Cosmos using you as a shield.

"HUGS!" cries the Elvis quickly approaching.

"no!" the Cosmos growled. You quickly hold up a hand to stop the Elvis.

"I don't think he's playing," you explain.

"TSUNDERE?"

"no!"

"Looks like he really means it."

"GASP!" the Elvis cries. "SORRY!" he apologizes with a bright smile and flies off, likely in search of a new crush.

"You alright back there?" you ask. The Cosmos huffs an affirmative, but doesn't leave your shoulder. "You know," you hum, "I actually came here to adopt a Cosmos. You think you might want to come home with me?"

"psh! what? why? no way! crazy!" he blusters. "don't need you! can take care of self!"

"Oh, definitely! You're a cool guy! But I think you might like living with me. You'd have a brand-new home."

"just you? and me?"

"You, me, and the Sinatra I plan to adopt today. Any suggestions?"

"yes! know just the one!" Before you can say anything else, the Cosmos leaps off of your shoulder and flies off through the Aviary. You quickly jog after him, trying to keep one eye on him and one on your surroundings so you don't accidentally bump into (or step on) any of the other Bitties in the Aviary. You lose sight of him for a moment just as you step into the Sinatra nesting room, but you catch the sound of his voice and head in that direction. You find him with a Sinatra wrapped around him. The Cosmos is complaining loudly about unwanted hugs and personal space, but you can tell it's just a tsundere token complaint. He's pushing half-heartedly at the Sinatra as he complains, but there's no real displeasure or malice. Unlike with the Elvis who got an adamant 'NO', the Cosmos doesn't seem to mind the Sinatra's cuddles.

"Hey there," you greet them. The Sinatra perks up and looks at you in surprise. He'd been so focused on snuggling his Cosmos buddy that he hadn't even noticed you.  

"adoptin' me," the Cosmos explains. The Sinatra immediately droops.

"miss you," he grumbles as he lets go of the Cosmos.

"Actually, I was hoping to adopt a Sinatra today too."

"really?" the Sinatra perks right back up.

"If you're both okay with that."

You step into the adoption center, ready for your new stage of life with a bitty that certainly needs a lot of affection and time to heal. You head for the front desk, where Jimmy sits, typing something on the computer. He glances up and grins at you.

“So yer the one that wants a Pup. Well, can’t say we didn’t make sure you knew what you were gettin’ into. Follow me.”

He leads you to the back, where the little village waits in the quiet of the night. Its so much more silent than you’ve heard others say, so much less bustling. Still, Jimmy leads you over to a little pond, where a lanky bitty has his back to you. 

“Hey man, yer new adopter’s here.”

The Pup turns around, a small hope glistening in his eyes as he takes his little marker board and writes, Are you really taking me home?

A tear or two make it to your eyes as you gently kneel beside him. “Sure am, little guy.”