DP and the Pigeon
It came to pass one day that DP was taking a break from seducing his latest Elf Maika and slaughtering thots.. he was wandering without purpose when he came upon a pigeon..
Normally this would not be a noteworthy experience, but this pigeon was purple and silver and that stood out.
"Well hello there pretty birdie" he called out in that attractive and soothing voice of his.
The pigeon squawked at being called pretty and flew to him chittering at him irritability.
DP just and continued talking as if talking to a pigeon was a normal occurrence "okay, so not pretty.. how about attractive, handsome and regal then?"
The pigeon struck a dramatic pose and thought for a moment, eventually it nodded at DP.
"Do you have a name?" DP asked extremely amused at the situation.
The pigeon shook his head and asked if he could name him.. hand shook claw and an agreement was made.
DP thought to himself for a minute, and then remembering a strange Platypus he met once he said "what if I call you Percy?"
The pigeon landed on his arm and looked at him suspiciously for a minute, before nodding.
"Well then Percy, would you like to travel with me? There may be adventures and pigeon wenches in it for you.. although if pigeon wenches aren't your thing I'm not going to judge you" he finished with a completely straight face.
Percy gave an irritable squawk and flew to DP's shoulder and pecked him on the ear.
And so they continued on the path squabbling and winding each other up.. as fine companions are fond of doing.
Normally this would not be a noteworthy experience, but this pigeon was purple and silver and that stood out.
"Well hello there pretty birdie" he called out in that attractive and soothing voice of his.
The pigeon squawked at being called pretty and flew to him chittering at him irritability.
DP just and continued talking as if talking to a pigeon was a normal occurrence "okay, so not pretty.. how about attractive, handsome and regal then?"
The pigeon struck a dramatic pose and thought for a moment, eventually it nodded at DP.
"Do you have a name?" DP asked extremely amused at the situation.
The pigeon shook his head and asked if he could name him.. hand shook claw and an agreement was made.
DP thought to himself for a minute, and then remembering a strange Platypus he met once he said "what if I call you Percy?"
The pigeon landed on his arm and looked at him suspiciously for a minute, before nodding.
"Well then Percy, would you like to travel with me? There may be adventures and pigeon wenches in it for you.. although if pigeon wenches aren't your thing I'm not going to judge you" he finished with a completely straight face.
Percy gave an irritable squawk and flew to DP's shoulder and pecked him on the ear.
And so they continued on the path squabbling and winding each other up.. as fine companions are fond of doing.
