Mrs. Chickadee
(This was 100% inspired by Gilmore Girls. If you watched the show, you know exactly where this came from. Just wanted to make a short and cute Rayaari story! Also super sorry for the delay my tumblr shut me out and I could NOT remember my password so this app and I have beef. Modern au for this one!)
Raya may actually start crying right here, right now.
She checked the cage once, twice, three times, but there was nothing. Zilch. Nada. Not a thing, if you will. Oh god, Raya’s hyperventilating.
Man, why did Sisu have to take the stupid animal science class and have to take care of a stupid little bird for the rest of the semester? Raya’s squinting her eyes and scanning the room to try and find the little ball of fluff to no avail.
Raya had no clue how she was supposed to find this avian escape artist if she can’t even see properly. She accidentally cracked the lenses of her glasses earlier this morning and dropped them off at Costco to get them fixed. Thank god for the many uses of Costco.
But since Raya doesn’t use contact lenses, she has an incredibly difficult time seeing anything over five feet away from her. That being said, since she is taller than five feet, looking down is an issue. Trying to find the chick would be like trying to find a needle in a haystack.
Shit, Raya could probably be stepping on the bird right now and she wouldn’t know. After quickly checking her shoe to thankfully find no birds stuck on it, she decided to call reinforcements.
“Hey, Maari? You uh, doing anything important right about now?” Raya asked once her friend picked up.
“My literature class starts in like ten minutes, why?” Namaari answered.
Damn, Raya totally forgot that Namaari was a freak and decided to take a Friday class.
“Never mind, don’t worry about it. It’s not serious, really,” Raya hurriedly assured her. Now she had absolutely no clue what to do.
“No, please, tell me why you called,” Namaari insisted.
Ugh, she’s so annoying. Raya knows for a fact that she’s not going to budge until Raya tells her.
“There’s a chick lose in my apartment!”
“.........care to repeat that, dep la?”
“I don’t like the sass in your tone, Namaari!”
“Right, I’m too sassy. Apologies, Raya.”
“You should apologize, I’m freaking out man! I don’t know how to lure Mrs. Chickadee back into her cage!”
“Mrs. Chickadee?”
“THE NAME OF THE CHICK, WOMAN, KEEP UP!”
“Woah, woah, woah, there is no need for such a high volume.”
“You’re right, I’m sorry, this is very stressful. The reason why I called was because I was going to bully you into coming over but I don’t want you to miss your class so I’ll just hang up and figure something out,” Raya groaned. Right when she was about to hit the end call button, Namaari spoke up.
“Hold on, it’s fine Raya I’ll help you,” the other woman said.
“But you’ll miss your class,” Raya weakly argued.
“My professor posts everything online, I won’t have any trouble catching up. I will come over,” Namaari firmly told her.
“Hey Maari, are you a diamond? Because you dazzle me. You are one dazzling lady. Now get over here! Quickly!” Raya yelled.
“I’ll be there in ten,” Namaari confirmed. With that, the call ended and Raya could sigh in relief.
Namaari was probably one of the best friends anyone could ever ask for. Whenever Raya needed anything, Namaari was ready to assist no matter the circumstances. Hell, it was Namaari who drove Raya to and from Costco when her glasses broke so that she wouldn’t have to take an Uber. And sure, Sisu is a great friend too and all, but it’s just different with Namaari in a way Raya can’t quite explain.
Raya then continued on for her search of the missing bird until she heard a knock at the door. She hurriedly walked to the door and opened it to reveal her good friend, Namaari Fang.
“Get in here, quickly! My god, you move like a drunk frat boy!” Raya hissed as she yanked Namaari into the apartment and quickly shut the door.
“I can’t believe I am missing out on my education to be insulted by you,” Namaari scoffed.
“Cry about it,” Raya huffed while tugging Namaari further into her humble abode.
“Oh my god, the hell happened here? This place looks like a pigsty,” the taller woman said.
“So the last birdie sighting was over there, behind the couch. Then she jumped off the side of the couch, so I’m pretty sure Mrs. Chickadee is suicidal, and then she scurried off in the direction of my bedroom and now I have no idea where she is!” Raya explained.
“Ah, yes of course. Suicidal bird in your room,” Namaari laughed with an odd tone of voice.
Then, miraculously, a tiny chirp resonated in the apartment. Yes! Mrs. Chickadee lives on!
“What on Earth was that?!” Namaari asked, sounding incredibly startled.
Raya shushed her and tried to beckon the bird to come out of hiding with no such luck.
“I’ll be damned, you really do have a chick in here,” Raya heard the other woman mumble.
“Of course I have a chick in here, I don’t lie about my chicks! Oh look, she’s making a break for it! Get her!” the long haired girl exclaimed.
The duo quickly followed after the bird only for Namaari’s foot to get dangerously close to the bright yellow ball of fuzz Raya can barely make out.
“Don’t squash her!” Raya yelled.
“She cut right in front of me!”
“Just be careful, she’s being graded! If Mrs. Chickadee chickadies, Sisu is going to chickakill me!”
“Well maybe you should tell Mrs. Chickadee to watch where she’s chickagoing!”
Unfortunately, in the chaos, they lost sight of the chick. So now Raya is taking an ice cream break as Namaari continues to hunt for the tiny bird. It’s probably for the best.
“I’m like, ninety percent sure she went by that chair,” Raya declared, using her spoon to point to the chair she spoke of.
“You’re blind, I don’t trust your judgement,” Namaari easily responded.
“First of all, don’t be a mean girl, I’ve had a long day. And second of all.....that’s fair,” the shorter woman sighed as she took another bite of ice cream.
“I am nothing if not fair,” Namaari agreed. “How exactly did this disaster occur?”
“Sisu’s got this animal science class and a big part of her grade is taking care of the little guy while tracking her progress. She went to her brother’s for the weekend because of a picnic thing they have once a month so she asked me to watch Mrs. Chickadee in her absence,” Raya explained.
“Apparently Sisu needed someone to watch both of you in her absence,” Namaari smirked.
Raya hates it when Namaari’s right.
She sighed and ate yet another spoonful of ice cream. Honestly, she should stop herself. She’s the high definition of a stress eater. At the rate she’s going, Raya will have to live in the gym to burn all these calories off.
Raya was going to try aiming the spoon in order to get ice cream on Namaari’s head to bug her, but she stopped when she remembered a certain part of their earlier conversation.
“Hey Maari, what did you mean earlier?” Raya asked without really thinking. She probably should have given her a little more elaboration.
“What are you talking about?” Namaari asked while moving a curtain to see if that was where the chick was hiding.
“Oh, you know, when you got here. You kinda sounded like you didn’t actually believe I had a chick in the house,” Raya clarified. All she got was a dismissive hum from the other girl. “I mean, if I didn’t have the obviously real chick, why did you think I was calling?”
“No no, I thought you were calling about the chick,” Namaari said in the most unconvincing tone of all time.
“Well I personally did not see it that way.”
“You can’t see shit without your glasses, your seeing is very off right now.”
“You are so rude for that.”
“You always think I’m rude- there she is!” Namaari exclaimed, finally finding the damned bird.
“Wait, seriously?” Raya asked hopefully.
Before she knew, it Namaari had lunged across the room to nab Mrs. Chickadee. Raya winced hearing Namaari’s body thud on the ground. That had to hurt.
The currently blind girl rushed over and picked up the little chick from Namaari’s hands. Faster than the devil himself, Raya put Mrs. Chickadee in her cage and locked it.
“I should put you in chains for what you’ve done tonight,” Raya huffed.
Now that the Mrs. Chickadee had been thrown into lockdown she rushed over to Namaari who was still laying on her stomach of the floor. Raya couldn’t help but laugh at the fact that Namaari seemed to have decided there was no point in getting up after that incident.
“How you doin’ down there?” Raya asked while sitting by Namaari’s head.
“I’m not talking to you. You left me for the bird,” Namaari grumbled.
“But Maari, if I didn’t get the bird, your sacrifice would have been in vain! I could never do that to you!” Raya exclaimed while trying really hard not to laugh.
“I suppose. Pretty sure I cracked several ribs though,” Namaari sighed.
She then rolled over so that she was now laying on her back instead of her stomach that she so painfully landed on. Raya scooted over so that Namaari could rest her head on Raya’s lap. Raya yawned as she began idly playing with the other woman’s hair. Namaari mimicked Raya’s yawn and closed her eyes.
“What’s up Undercut?” Raya smiled.
“Just getting injured because of you. Really, it’s just another day in the life,” Namaari said, not bothering to open her eyes.
“Oh come on, aren’t I worth the trouble?” Raya giggled, playfully pinching Namaari’s nose.
“You are,” Namaari simply stated.
Raya blushed at the apparent honesty. Her heart embarrassingly fluttered when Namaari opened her eyes and made eye contact with her. Before Raya could do anything stupid, Namaari’s phone rang.
“Could you get that for me? I’m very comfortable here,” Namaari said while closing her eyes again.
Given the fact that Namaari’s phone is on the table right next to them, Raya easily reached it and handed it to the woman that seemed to be a little too comfortable. Huh, the caller was Atitaya. Wonder what that’s about?
“Hey, what’s up?” Namaari asked. Some muffled sounds on the other end of the line was followed by Namaari’s loud groaning. “Can it seriously not wait?”
More muffled voices indicated that whatever was going on seriously could not wait because Namaari slowly began sitting up, much to Raya’s dismay. She tried to hide her disappointment. She was also choosing to ignore the fact that she missed the other woman’s warmth. This is fine. Totally normal bestie feelings here.
“My awful cousin needs to be picked up from the airport because apparently Uber no longer exists. Or lyft. Or a taxi,” Namaari grumbled as she ended the call.
With a whole lot of complaint, Namaari finally stood up on her own two feet. Raya held out both hands to her friend, silently demanding for her friend to help her up.
“Are you being for real?” the now standing woman deadpanned.
Raya simply smiled and made no move to lower her arms. Namaari rolled her eyes but nonetheless grabbed Raya’s hands and hoisted her up.
“Geez, what would you do without me?” Namaari smirked.
“Probably whither away,” Raya answered honestly.
“Thought so.”
“There’s no need to be so smug, Namaari.”
“First I’m sassy, then I’m smug. Man, I never get to win with you.”
“No, no you don’t because I’m perfect.”
“Well even a smug and sassy girl like me could have told you that.”
“See, here you are back at it again with the sass. Do you ever learn?”
Namaari opened her mouth to respond but was cut off by a loud buzz from her phone. She frowned seeing the message that was left and shoved her phone back in her pocket.
“Alright, I actually have to go because now she’s yelling at me virtually,” Namaari told her.
Raya smiled and gave her a tight hug. Namaari’s arms wrapped around her to give her a small squeeze back.
“Thanks for being the best Namaari ever,” Raya smiled while letting go.
“It’s what I’m here for. I’ll see you later, yeah?” Namaari asked as she was walking out the door.
“Unfortunately for you, yeah,” Raya confirmed.
“Goodnight Raya,” Namaari laughed.
“Goodnight,” Raya said as she closed the door behind Namaari.
As Raya was walking back to her room, she passed by Mrs. Chickadee. She sighed and sat by the bird’s cage.
“So. You think I got a chance with her?” Raya asked.
Mrs. Chickadee chirped.
“Yeah, I hope so too.”
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“Hey bestie! How was chick sitting?” Sisu asked way too early on a Sunday morning.
“So you’re gonna laugh when I tell you this,” Raya began.
“OH MY GOD YOU KILLED HER!” Sisu screamed.
She shoved past Raya and threw her bedroom door open which was where Mrs. Chickadee’s cage resides. And there the cute bird was, just chirping away.
“Oh thank god. Okay, what happened?” Sisu questioned as she flopped on her bed now that she’s much more relaxed.
Raya hopped on the bed with her and gave her friend the spark notes version of what went down a couple days ago. Thankfully, since nothing bad actually happened to the chick Sisu did laugh when she heard the whole story.
“I’m just glad she’s okay,” Sisu smiled.
“Yeah, she’s certainly doing better than Namaari’s ribs right now,” Raya snorted.
“Oh? And what was Namaari doing here?” Sisu asked.
Only now did Raya remember she didn’t actually mentioned Namaari guest starring in the story of the chick that almost escaped this apartment.
“So while assessing the situation in my typical cool calm and collected manner, I had a breakdown before calling Namaari asking for her help,” Raya told her.
“That’s a very Raya thing to do,” Sisu nodded.
Raya laughed before contemplating whether to mention that situation that bothered her the other night. Ultimately, she decided she may as well bring it up. Maybe she can get some perspective.
“Let me tell you Sisu, she said the weirdest thing that night too,” Raya told her.
“What, may I break my ribs on your floor?” Sisu snorted.
“Good guess, but no. When we got there and started our chick hunt she said something along the lines of oh wow you really do have a chick in here. Like I made it up.”
“I mean come on.”
“Come on what?”
“If you call someone and say help me look for my loose chick, its sorta kinda...,” Sisu said trailing off.
“Sorta kinda what?” Raya frowned.
“Sorta kinda sounding like code for I don’t have any underwear on.”
“Thats not the code for I don’t have any underwear on! Is there even a code for that?”
“If there is, it is definitely everything you said to her when you wanted her to come over. It’s not exactly uncommon to make up some bullshit excuse to see the person you got the hots for,” Sisu laughed.
“Oh my god, one of the first things I told her was that I saw the Mrs. Chickadee in my bedroom! Now she thinks I’m a whore!” Raya groaned while face planting in the pillows.
“No she doesn’t, because you actually ended up having a chick. She was only hoping you were a whore,” Sisu grinned.
“Your words do not provide me comfort,” Raya’s muffled voice told her.
“Okay, get your ass up,” Sisu said while yanking on Raya’s arm. “It’s obvious you have feelings for Namaari. So come on, be a big girl and tell her how you feel. Call her.”
“What no, I’m not-” Raya tried to say before her beloved friend decided to be a jackass and take her phone.
Before Raya could even think about fighting back, Sisu opened her phone and pressed the contact name of a certain someone. As the phone was ringing, Raya lunged at Sisu.
“You seem pretty cheerful for a dead girl walking, you evil miscreant!” Raya seethed.
Lucky for Sisu, the phone stopped ringing. Unlucky for Raya, it was because Namaari answered the call.
“Hello? Did you lose another avian again?” Namaari’s voice crackled over the phone.
“Nope, no wandering creatures tonight!” Raya laughed nervously. She vowed to kick Sisu’s ass for this.
“Good, I was seriously wondering if you can be alone without adult supervision,” Namaari laughed.
“You are so annoying,” Raya said with no bite in her tone.
“Since it’s not that, why did you call?” Namaari asked.
Shit, Raya had to come up with an excuse and fast.
“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” Raya said.
You know, like a dumbass.
“Tell her the TV’s not working,” Sisu whispered in her ear.
“The TV’s not working! I try turning it on and all I see is weird static and stuff. Think you can help me out? Only if you’re not busy,” Raya spat out.
“Yeah, I have some time on my hands. I’ll be over in fifteen. Later,” Namaari told her.
“Thanks, you’re the best!” Raya told her before hanging up.
“Now all that’s left is for you to confess your undying feelings for her! I’ll make a beautiful bridesmaid at your guys’s wedding!” Sisu swooned.
“Great, no I actually did make up an excuse for to see her! Ugh, you are turning me into the whore Namaari was expecting!” Raya yelled while hitting Sisu in the face with a pillow.
“I’m doing you a favor, trust me. Now then, I’ll start packing now,” Sisu said.
With that, she hopped out of the bed and started to toss clothes into her backpack.
“I didn’t know your weekend was so jam packed. What have you got going on today, I don’t remember you telling me anything about it,” Raya frowned.
“Oh, there wasn’t a plan or anything, I just don’t want to be here when you guys go at it,” Sisu explained casually.
“I hate you so much,” Raya deadpanned.
“No you don’t!” Sisu cheerfully stated.
Damn, she got Raya there.
Not even five minutes later her friend was out the door. Within the following three minutes, Raya heard a knock. That meant Namaari has just arrived. God, Raya felt like she was gonna puke.
With embarrassingly shaky hands, she opened the door for her good friend. Her pal. Her compadre. Her buddy.
“Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Namaari,” Raya smiled, admittedly very awkwardly.
“You are so weird,” Namaari snorted as she entered the apartment.
When Raya could pretend her feelings didn’t exist, she had no problem with Namaari’s presence. Unfortunately, Sisu called her out. Raya is totally into Namaari.
So how the hell is she supposed to actually say it?
What’s to say Namaari even likes her back anyways? Raya isn’t one hundred percent sure what she’s supposed to be doing right now.
“Alright, let’s see what we’re working with here,” Namaari said.
Due to Raya’s pondering, she didn’t realize her friend had made her way to the television. When Namaari reached for the remote, Raya rushed over and swiped it before the taller woman could even touch it.
“Great, so you expect me to fix this TV with my mind?” Namaari frowned.
“No. That’s not it. I just, I gotta be honest with you here,” Raya sighed while fiddling with the remote.
“Of course. You can tell me anything,” Namaari said to her sincerely.
“Well, there’s sorta kinda nothing wrong with my TV. I lied. I’m a cheap liar. I lured you here under false pretenses,” Raya admitted.
To prove her point, Raya pointed the remote at the television and pressed the on button. As she just stated, the TV functioned normally. Sound on with very clear images. She then turned it off and tossed the remote on the couch.
“I see. Please, enlighten me. Why have you called upon me?” Namaari asked.
Namaari thankfully seemed more amused than anything. Raya’s pretty sure that’s a good sign.
“Okay. No prob. I just wanted to say that I.....,” Raya sighed and took a deep breath. “I like you. As in, more than a friend. And it’s totally okay if you don’t feel the same way! We can absolutely forget this ever happened and-”
Raya could physically feel the words tumble out of her mouth at a speed not even she can stop. Namaari did her a favor by simply putting her hand over Raya’s mouth.
“Okay, I seriously do not know how you’re so stressed about this confession thing. Was I not painfully obvious in the fact that I liked you too?” Namaari asked.
Raya’s entire being lit up at the news. Raya removed the hand that was covering her mouth and beamed.
“So You want to date me? As in, you really want to date me?”
“That’s correct. You’re a quick study, deo la.”
“Hmm. Well, I personally feel like you could have dropped a couple hints, but that’s just me. Now that that’s out of the way, I wanna know the real reason why you thought I didn’t have a chick in the house,” Raya demanded.
“Fine, I’ll give. You’re not the only cheap liar here. I had hoped that you were just making up an excuse to have me come over,” Namaari admitted.
Raya was very pleased to see the other woman’s cheeks develop a nice tint of red.
“I hope it makes you feel better that I literally just did that,” Raya smiled.
“Indeed it does,” Namaari confirmed.
“Now that we’re dating and all, I suppose this would be an appropriate time to kiss you?” Raya asked hopefully.
“You know, I think you’re onto something there,” Namaari agreed.
They stared at each other for a moment before colliding their bodies together. The kiss got intense at rather rapid pace and before Raya even knew it, they wounded up in her bedroom.
“I hope you realize that the last time I came over, I was hoping you’d want to do a lot more than just see me,” Namaari panted.
The taller woman paused, waiting for Raya’s response. She was giving her an out.
“Sisu’s not coming back until morning. We’ve got a lot of lost time to make up for,” Raya whispered as she pulled Namaari into her bedroom.
All Raya was willing to say about that night was that it’s a good thing Sisu decided to leave.
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