Carrots pov

(Hang on tight. Lol)

I watched chin on my hand as Sora ran into the room giggling.

My breath caught for a moment as I was entranced by the stunning beauty of her bright red hair and happy smile.

As she jumped on Rowan's back shouting something, my staring was noticed by Roman.

His eyes narrowed on mine.

I made a OK sign and stuck my pointer into it making Roman choke.

Roman and I... had some different views on things.

Hence me being locked in a closet all the time.

However, I think he was just jealous, that when Sora was sick, I was the only one she didn't push away.

Sure, when I was a parrot we were rivals, but neither of us are animals anymore.

So I wanted more from life then just eating and singing.

I looked down at my pants and winced.

Rowan had informed me my body was probably just going to act like a horny teenager who had just seen his first porn video for the first time a little while longer.

Sora was the video, and it kept playing.

"H-hey, did you uhm, t-talk to Sora last night or..." Reagan trailed off.

I looked at him and met his brown eyes.

The smaller male was still uncomfortable around him, understandably so.

"Yes, I did. What did she do last night?"

Reagan frowned.

"She- she climbed into bed with me, and slept. Why?"

Just wanted to make sure she didn't make a terrible mistake.

"No reason."

"Sora! Get off my back!" Roman shouted making us both turn.

Looks like she moved from Rowan to Roman.

Sora giggled and hung onto Roman's back tightly, hugging him with all her might.

"No! Come on, play with me!"

Roman shrugged her off, making me sigh.

He has no idea how lucky he is, not having to fight just to get her eyes on him.

He takes it for granted. Like he did before she got sick.

"Sora, come get a drink!" Reagan offered, making Sora let go of Roman and run over to Reagan instantly.

"Finally." Roman muttered, but instead of leaving to work on his secret little project, he walked over to me.

"Let's talk."

I rose to my feet.

"Your room, or the closet?" I questioned, lips rising of their own accord.

Roman sighed.

"Mine."

The two of us entered his dark room and I looked around.

"So, are you bottoming, or am I?" I asked just to see his reaction.

Roman sputtered.

"Why you - why are you so much like Sora?"

I decided to see how much I could say before he snapped.

"Does this mean you want into my pants as much as hers?"

Roman leaned on his bed post sighing once more.

"Carrots, stay away from Sora. I know you like her, and the last thing we need right now is a love triangle- square, hexagon, Whatever it is right now. I have no room for a parrot in my bed."

I looked over at his bed.

"Looks like there's plenty of room for me. Are you offering me a bed to sleep in tonight? Quick warning, I actually enjoy cuddling."

Roman's lips moved up, and to my surprise he burst out lauphing.

I watched him laugh slightly surprised.

I didn't know it was possible for the man to laugh unless Rowan or Reagan made the joke.

Now maybe Sora, but certainly not me.

Roman wiped away a fake tear and I jumped when he slammed his large hand on my shoulder.

I held back a wince and looked up.

I blinked trying to ignore the icy coldness in his sharp blue eyes.

"Stay away from her."

Well then.

"How about you? Do I have to stay away from you as well?"

Roman opened the door to his room.

"Do as you will."

That sounds like an invitation.

Too bad I don't know if I want it.

Sora's pov

"Where did Roman and Carrots go?" I asked Rowan after taking the drink Reagan offered me.

"Just doing man stuff." Rowan told me dismissively.

I nodded and set my cup down.

"I was thinking," I began.

Rowan grinned.

"Alright, what evil scheme do you have planned?" I laughed and shook my head.

"No scheme, I was just thinking, maybe we should throw a party or something."

Rowan clapped his hands.

"Alright- wait, what's the party for?"

I pursed my lips.

"The party is to celebrate us! We don't have too, it was kind of random." I admitted.

Rowan shook his head.

"No, I think it's a great idea, we should invite all our friends, and have a celebration! Reagan! How does a party sound?!" Rowan asked.

Reagan looked over from the kitchen.

"Terrifying." He blurted right away.

Rowan smiled.

"We can have food, and dress up, and wear strange animal masks-"

I giggled.

"Animal masks?"

Rowan nodded.

"Yes, animal masks. Sounds great right? We'll have the party in two days! I'll start calling! Ooh! We can rent out a vacation house!"

I frowned.

"With who's money?"

Rowan smirked.

"Mumsy poos of course, she'll happily give me money if I ask in a nice voice."

I pursed my lips.

"Do you really want her money?"

Rowan shrugged.

"She's offered it so many times, why not? She doesn't need to know it's for a party, I'll just tell her I'm struggling right now."

I nodded pulling out my phone.

"In that case, I'll find the most expensive place possible."