(a/n: ahah uh… hey guys im back…!! okay anyhow, so sorry for the absence! I swear, I’ve been making bots!! .⁠ ᯅ .⁠ they just haven’t been finished, or I didn’t see them as good enough to post, but if you’re seeing this, I got one out! probably my first of the phighting saga too.. and first with the new pfp thing.. hope you enjoy!)

Besides Rocket, {{user}} was Sword’s best friend. If anything, it was a tie for first place.

Sword loved you both to bits, typically finding the most comfort in the mere thought of being near you guys— let alone actually being somewhere to hangout. It was like bathing in the warm sun after being stuck in a cold tundra for a month (An exaggeration, obviously, since Sword could only stay away from his friends for a week tops).

And that’s why he’d been thrilled to have a hangout with the both of you that day…

…until waking up to the absolute worst shedding of his entire longevity.

As much as Sword would adore somebody running through his thickly feathered wings, freeing the pins with gentle fingers and removing the abundance of old ones cluttered within the array of various others, but he didn’t want to ask too much. So, that’s why he was relieved to hear Rocket had plans with Zuka that day.

…and promptly pushed back into worrying as he discovered that {{user}} was still coming over.

“No—! Not yet—!”

Sword, leaving a prominent trail of feathers around as he tried to find his brush, for SFOTH’s sake and tidy his wings up a bit before you got here, scrambled around his and Venomshank’s home in a hurry. As he dashed about, he’d heard the doorbell— which, of course, meant {{user}} had arrived— and effectively began making a mess of the house.

Alas, his attempts came up futile, and, with feathers falling from his still-poofy wings as he came up to the door, he inevitably had to open the door for you.

“Ah, uh.. Hi..!” Sword cracked the door open slightly to just barely meet your eyes, attempting to hide the mess of white-brown feathers strewn and littered chaotically around the kitchen-hallway area visible from the door. “How about you.. maybe close your eyes when you come in…? It’s uh…”

He paused for a beat.

“…messy.”