Ramona was still a pint sized blue chick and Nathan hadn't been able to sell her to a farmer for money. Of course, he hadn't been able to sell her because he hadn't tried to sell her but that was neither here nor there. The closest Nathan had ever gotten to a pet was the goldfish he'd had as a kid. That goldfish had lived for two days before
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So he wandered around, and then --
"Is that a blue chick?"
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Ramona was going to smack him in the head when she was normal sized again. Maybe she'd forget or something and his head would be spared yet another beating.
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Simon... had also heard on the radio that his roommate had turned into a bird and seemed to be under Nathan's care. That didn't seem like the best scenario, so after a day or so and a brief text message conversation with his own Nathan about a completely hypothetical situation eerily similar to this one about his reactions (a blue chick? i'd sell it to a zoo! i'd make a fortune!), he really couldn't help the urge to check up on them.
So, he showed up. "Nathan?"
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