Still lost in your thoughts, you absentmindedly began feeding them, petting the silver Demiguise as you passed him by. And honestly, you knew Newt had his favorites too, however slight they might've been. It wasn't so much as favorites as it was that they liked you so very much. You were well aware that you weren't supposed to pick favorites, but you felt as if these ones, along with your beloved Phoenix, were some of the ones you got along best with. You gave the protective beast a kiss between his eyes and moved on the main enclosure, the one that held Pickett, Niffler, the Occamies, and the Demiguise. It was entirely surprising because of his previous conditions, but behaviour you adored nonetheless.Īfter a few soft strokes against the sleek red and orange feathers, you felt infinitely calmer. He was also one of the few beasts who had not tried to immediately maim and kill you. He was incredibly valuable to you, not only for his fantastic healing capabilities, but for his kindness and gentleness towards you. You could tell he was grateful by his kind actions that were marvelously unique. He'd been held in increasingly dreadful conditions, on the verge of death when you'd been able to finally release him. You, personally, had been the one responsible for the rescue of this lovely creature. A young, almost baby-ish Phoenix had replaced the loved storm bird. It was hard work sometimes, transporting all that food and making it, especially for the larger ones, but nonetheless it was work you loved.Įnjoying every enclosure and giving a special hello to all of them, you made your way to the old Thunderbirds enclosure, smiling at the new occupant. You climbed in, shutting it firmly behind you and began to prepare food for everyone, losing yourself in the task. It was a distraction for yourself, a welcome and needed one, though it was also something that needed to be done. Even as you set aside your dishes and made your way to the battered brown case, you thought about what needed to be done with the beasts today. Instead you thought about your beloved creatures and manuscript. You'd forced them away, not wanting to think of that at the moment. You, however, had no idea about the worry you were causing her, you weren't even aware of the thoughts still thrashing around in your mind. She just wanted it to be natural, not forced or obligatory she hated being on the sidelines like this, but she had no other choice. How desperately she wanted you two together. It pained her that she couldn't say or do anything, couldn't help without messing with the outcome. It deeply concerned Queenie, the way you were so absolutely sure that you weren't good enough for him, that you needed to get over him, and the low buzz of panic and anxiety that was constantly in the back of your mind. You'd been unusually quiet, only picking at the food. He'd completely avoided conversation with you for the rest of breakfast and as soon as it was over, he and Tina were out the door. Queenie knew exactly how hard this was for you and was always directing sympathy-filled looks towards you which you absolutely despised. He spent the day out with Tina, doing Merlin knows what. For the remainder of the day, Newt avoided talking to you, or even looking at you.
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