Rem let out a little trill, ears straightening themselves in attention as it stood with a wobble.
" Are you a pillow–tracker ? Silver has a job like that, I think. "
" D'you think you can catch 'em fast, Billy ? 'M tired. . . "
His blinking went uncoordinated for only a moment and Rem's hat began to fall over his eyes.
" I think I'm gunna have to miss my nap. "
A frown managed to curve itself onto his beak.
the fist bump caused a sudden fluffing of the little dream's feathers, eliciting a delighted chirp as it bounced around the goat–man.
" YAY ! You're the best !! "
Once he stopped running around, Rem placed his paws on Billy's knee and yawned.
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“ don’t worry ‘bout it kid, you will be, ” the poser reassured. kneeling down to Rem’s height, he’d give the lil bird a pat on the head.
Billy knew he should probably say no to his request, but he’d hate to see the wide eyed kid get upset. feigning consideration –-
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" I wish I was as tough as you, Billy ! . . "
Flexing nonexistent muscles and puffing out his cheeks– he's trying to *seem strong
" Can I pretty please be your sidekick ?? "