Originally Posted by laurange

Brian was still standing there, looking like a real idiot and probably being judged very harshly by all the owls there when he heard someone else come in. "Marsha! How are you?" he grinned. Finger wiggles and big smile for you, Sha! "Yeah, I've been having trouble with gift ideas and I was going to owl my ma - or my sister, but she never really answers my owls - for help." Maybe Maebh didn't answer the owls because she was too freaked out by the fact that a bird of prey was tapping at her window with a letter attached to his foot to consider that her poor little brother was SUFFERING due to his total inability to pick out nice gifts. And candy would not cut it this time. It wasn't his fault phones didn't work out here. Hmph.

"I'll always accept snuggles, though!" he said, holding his arms open for a hug. He could pretend he didn't see her giggling at him because it wasn't entirely unreasonable. What kind of weirdo coerced his owl out of hiding with cuddles anyway? Oh, yeah, be careful. Owl droppings were difficult to get off your shoes. Brian knew this from experience. And it was the kind of experience he could have done without.

"HermeeEEEEEees, come out please." Oh, look at that! Unintentional rhyming! He should become a poet. He would be the worst at poetry but at least he could make bad rhymes. "He likes being cuddled but he generally likes it when girls do it more than he does when I do." Lucky for him, Marsha was a girl. And maybe Hermes would be more interested in coming out now. Huge flirt, that owl was. And he would PREEN and STRUT about when girls were involved, it was almost embarassing. Seriously. Hermes even flirted with his ma. His MOTHER. Would you believe that? Insufferable owl.