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fernando sits down on the roof of a house.

he lays back and feels something.

he pulls it out from his back.

it's a feather.

he sees its the humans wings.

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"come one the games starting!"

armando says.

the announcer on the tv starts speaking portuguese.

"yes, you were very clear. tomorrow, or the deal is off. of course, i have both the guys. yes, i will deliver them myself. au revoir. all right, you two. you load the truck tonight. first thing, in the morning, we bring those birds to the airport. you got it?"

marcel says.

"oh yeah sure sure uh huh."

armando says paying attention to the tv.

"oh yeah alright we heard you."

tipa said.

he was also focusing on the tv.

"oh and one of you, feed wise."

he went out the door.

they both gulped.

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"okay rock paper scissors, shoot!"

they said in sync.

"yes!"

tipa yells.

"uh uh! scissors cuts rock."

armando said showing him.

"aw man how come you always win?"

tipa said sad.
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"nice monster...."

he had a chicken leg in his hand.

he extended his hand to were wise was sitting.

wise grabbed the chicken leg.

they both screamed.

tipa checked his his hand.

it was okay.

"ugh, pork."

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"okay, pull it together. the key is not to panic."

bill said walking around the cage.

"i'm not panicking."

stan said.

"i wasn't talking to you; i was talking to me."

bill said sighing.

"but it's okay, because any minute now, julie will find us."

"oh great, and she'll stick us behind another set of bars, right?"

stan said tolling his eyes and crossing his arms.

"yeah! uh... i mean no."

bill said.

"look, pet, cages might work for you, but i don't wanna belong to anyone."

stan said.

all the animals and creatures gasped.

wise came in.

he was running the bone of the chicken through the bars of the cages.

he started smacking his lips.

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