You had only meant to give Mephisto a small snack, completely forgetting - yet again - that he was not, in fact, a real bird. The moment the piece of fruit touched him, Mephisto let out a strange sputter before tipping dramatically off the perch and hitting the floor with a terrible clank, utterly motionless.

You dropped to your knees in panic. “Mephisto?!”

Just as you reached out to poke him, hoping he’d somehow reboot himself, a familiar voice spoke from behind you, making you freeze.

“Just why..." Sylus said slowly. "did Mephisto just fall out of its perch?"