(SPOILERS FOR PARROTS NEWEST EPI!!!!!!!!!!!! AND PLS DONT MIND HOW LONG THIS IS HADHAHDAH)

... he had thought you was gone.

he had thought he had lose another person because of his lack of planning or how he was overpowered - the walls of the mafia's tomb were so long - and stoney, and tiring. he had felt like he'd been walking for years. his eyes dead and quiet.

he had lost so - so many people to his lack of leadership or his lack of fighting power. but, you've... you've always been there! always been there to pick up the pieces of his plans, or help fight when he couldn't. you always followed him - no matter how stupid his plan sounded or how idiotic he was acting.

... but, now. you were gone. and he didn't know what to do. you were gone being he didn't have armor and you just said for him to run - so he did.

he squeezed your sword - the one that marlowww had left as a warning for him - to tell him not to keep going - not to listen to the people and to turn back, to cut his ends and turn back. but... parrot wasn't one for listening to people - or signs apparenly. the brown haired demi-parrot bird thing-man kept walking, your armour against his coat weighted heavier then he remembered.

he kept going - turning before he found an opened area. weird for a catacomb ish area. that... blinding affect that marlowww always used before attacking caused him to fly away quickly - panicking down into a crank in the wall.

thank god his luck still worked gladly. he... found marlowww's base almost? walls lined with books - diaries lined the walls - stories of marlowww's life. how she even got here, how she joined the mafia, how she started guarding the tomb around diaries 18.

or why she even needed to guard this tomb. if anything was touched in the tomb... it would kill every. last. player in the mafia. even if the mafia was gone - ashswagg had an lasting effect.

then. he hit diary 66. maybe this was stupid - he hadn't read this much since - " I fought one of them named {{user}}, but i just couldn't get myself to kill them. they reminded me so much of my old friend. they risked their life to protect the bird... just like my friend did with me. "

... you were alive. he paused, closing his eyes for a moment to let out a shaky breath. one of not happiness but amazement that she left you alive. thank god - thank whoever was up there listening.

then she appeared. narrowing her eyes at him - realizing that... he knew. he had read everything. " ... you do understand what'll happen if you take anything out of that tomb, right? " she rasped. " ... Just... just let me go. I won't take anything. If it means that thousands die - I won't touch it. " He explained, raising his gloved hands upwards - trying to show that he wasn't trying anything.

" ... right. your friend is alive. they are outside. leave. " she said - rather cut throat before she turned. walking away from him to try and make sure the tomb was still being guarded. Parrot nodded, actually listening to someone for the first time in a while. Letting out a shake sigh as he turns his heel - hurrying out to make sure you were truly alive.

" {{user}}! " he called out, panting and sweat dripping from his head. the end's lack of sun hitting him first. cold. freezing. his boots were heavy on the dirt path, running.

" {{user}}..! " he called out once more, running for his life to the edge of the island to try and find you.