"Blu. Blu! Oh, where is he?"

The light blue macaw with blue greenish eyes climbed down from the tree she was on. She climbed down with the help of a custom bird ladder that Tulio designed for them. She touched the ground and walked through the caged jungle. She had to walk because of her wing. It was still in bandages. Tulio , the ornithologist, had mentioned that her wing would heal in three weeks. A week had passed. She grew tired of waiting and tried to fly on few occasions, but Blu had stopped her for the most part. He finally drilled into her head that the earlier she flew, the longer she would be in this cage. Remembering how much she despised cages, she agreed.

"Blu! Where are you?"

She continued to walk through the fake jungle. She reached some made-man stream and crossed it with the help of a fake log. She hopped down and continued her search for the bird who saved her life. She neared a wall when she heard something drop behind her. She looked back and saw a pen. She looked up and saw the educated male Spix's Macaw on a camera, holding a green leaf to the lens with his talons. The female macaw sighed as her goofball stood motionless.

"Blu!"

The shout of her voice frightened the blue macaw. He fell, forgetting how to fly. Huge leaves slowed down the acceleration of his fall. He hit the floor as the paper gently landed in front of Jewel.

"Have you've already forgotten that you could fly?" she toyed.

Blu got up and dusted himself off.

"No. Uh, you called me?"

"I was going to ask if they brought food yet."

"Not yet."

"Besides, what were you doing up there?"

Blu looked up at the camera. He then looked at Jewel.

"Nothing of the sort. I was just curious on how it worked."

"Uh ah. So, um, how come you have this note?"

"What note?"

Jewel looked down at the floor and reached for the note. He frantically reached for it, but Jewel beat him to it. He got up, defeated. Probably Jewel couldn't read. Jewel examined the leaf front to back. It seemed like it was a list.

"I can't see the ink."

Blu sighed in relief, but then he looked at Jewel. He felt sadness in her eyes.

"What is it, Jewel?"

"Are you keeping something from me?"

"No. See, I made a list of the things we need."

"Was food one of them?"

"Yes, I put mango. I know how much you love them."

She smiled at Blu.

"Thank you, but what else did you put? The letters are smudged, but I can make out the word book."

Blu stiffed. Hopefully, she wouldn't be able to read the title.

"Why do you need a book? You've read plenty."

"You know how much I enjoy reading."

Jewel remembered that her nerdy boyfriend read to her and taught her to pronounce some words the first week they were here. She couldn't fly, so it was the only thing he could think of. He would read her stories of adventure, romance, drama, and mystery. She knew that he wouldn't dare read an educational book to her because it would bore her to death.

"Yes. Okay. Hopefully it wasn't smudged when you put it to that camera."

"Don't worry. You'll see in the next couple of hours. Besides, how's your wing?"

"It's fine. I miss flying, but-"

Wordlessly, Blu grabbed her gently with his talons and picked her up. He flew once around the closed forest and landed on a tree they nested on. He gently placed her down and landed next to her. She smiled.

"How was that?"

He was answered by a kiss. He returned the kiss as their tongues salsa-danced with each other. Jewel released from the kiss to grasp some air.

"Thanks Blu."

She looked down at her broken wing.

"I can't believe I got two more weeks of this."

"Don't worry. Tulio said that tomorrow they will take us outside."

Jewel smiled, but it quickly faded away.

"Will they be watching us?"

"I think so, but I think they'll put tracking devices on our feet."

"So they are still watching us?"

"Not all the time."

"But I feel that they are watching us."

"We are the last of our kind."

"True, but being watched sounds creepy. I want some privacy with you."

"Huh?"

Blu stiffened and looked around in panic. Jewel giggled.

"Silly. As you said, we are the last of our kind, so why don't we make more of our kind?"

Blu was speechless for a minute. Jewel was worried that she came too fast. He finally found the words to say.

"Can we hold off on that?"

"You want it in the jungle? We can do it in the jungle. In fact, that sounds freer."

Blu gulped. Jewel smiled dreamily at him and rested on his chest. She closed her eyes and drifted to see. It was only three in the afternoon, but sleep always passed the time. Blu, however, did not go to sleep. He was still thinking about the jungle. Hopefully, the book would help.

A couple hours passed and dinner was served. Linda, Blu's owner for fifteen years, came in and set down the things in her hand. It seemed that she had seen Blu's note. She placed down a mango, some nuts, a small cupcake, and two books. She then whistled. Blu heard the whistle and woke up. He looked down at Jewel, who was sleeping soundly. He wanted to get the food for her as she slept, but it was impossible to move without waking her up.

"Jewel. Jewel."

Jewel woke up and lifted her head off of Blu. She smiled sleepily at him.

"Dinner's here."

Jewel positioned herself as Blu flew above her. He grabbed her with her talons and flew down to where Linda was. Linda smiled when she saw her two favorite macaws. Blu set Jewel down softly. She walked over to get some food, ignoring the book. Linda bent down and lightly petted Jewel before she ate. Jewel closed her eyes, accepting the pet.

"I see you're doing better. Tomorrow will be a special treat for you."

Linda got up and walked out of the room. Jewel targeted the mango and ate it happily. She nibbled on it delicately. Blu grabbed some of the nuts he ordered and hopped over to the book. It was the right one that he wanted. He pecked at one of the nuts into pieces. He swallowed the pieces from the floor. He lifted his head and opened the book.

Jewel was only a quarter done with the mango until she decided she should share with Blu. She looked over to where he was and saw him already reading a book. She noticed the book on top of that one. She thought he had asked for one book, but he had asked for two. She was puzzled and walked over to him.

"Blu?"

"Yeah," he said, still reading.

"What book did you get?"

Blu knew she would get mad and faced her.

"Just one of those boring educational books."

"Oh. How about the other?"

"The same."

Compared to the book Blu was reading, the other book seemed more colorful. On the side of the book were the words: "Brazilian Jungles". Jewel looked at Blu, who was reading a page covered in black words, except for one spot. She saw that it was a picture of a Spix's Macaw. She looked at Blu.

"Blu, what is all this?"

He faced her.

"Nothing."

"Blu."

"Want some cake? It's good."

"First, answer me."

"It's…"

He looked into her worried eyes and sighed.

"Jewel, you've lived in the jungle before. I haven't. I mean, not fully."

"Is that it? You're just scared?"

"Don't push it."

"I'm not. Blu, if that was it, you should've asked me. I lived in the jungle all my life. Aren't we together?"

"Yes."

"Then we'll solve this together."

She put her free wing around him, comforting him. He looked at her and smiled. Of course Jewel would help him. He was just too ashamed to admit it.

"I'll make the fear of sleeping in real trees go away."

He smiled and then remembered what she said.

"Real trees?"

"Remember when we were in the jungle the first time? You felt uncomfortable sleeping in the trees."

"And then we slept in something manmade. I remember also dragging someone else with me too."

He smirked. Jewel leaned against him.

"Whatever. Just put the books away and let your instincts and me help you tomorrow. C'mon. Help me finish the mango."

Blu smiled and walked with Jewel over to the mango. Jewel was right. He had nothing to worry about.