“What the hell is that.”
“Ah, Captain, have you
finally grown bored of your juvenile attempts to ignore me?” Silver grinned as
Flint kicked his cabin door shut behind him.“I’ve not been ignoring
you,” Flint scowled, though at the bird rather than Silver. “And you didn’t answer
my question.”“Ah right, you’ve just
been avoiding me for four days. Honestly James I’ve been in your cabin every
night, where have you even been sleeping?”“I’ve not been – oh for
fuck sake just tell me why you have a brightly coloured bird perched on your
shoulder.” Flint was all but massaging his temples, it was nice to know that
even after all this time Silver still had an uncanny ability to annoy him.“Well, as you would know
if you hadn’t been ignoring me, this is a parrot.” Silver explained, his metal
leg thudding on the wooden floor as he approached Flint, shifting the bird to
his hand and holding him out to Flint, who eyed it suspiciously. “Really James
it’s only a bird not an English conspirator.”
You asked for SilverFlint prompts? I know this is probably a pretty common thing to write about when it comes to silverflint but I could never get enought of it – Flint meeting ‘Captain Flint’, Silver’s new best, feathered friend, for the first time, please?
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