Hey guys, I'm back and unfortunately I'm a little sick at the moment, but that does not stop me from writing, in fact being sick has actually made me come up with an idea for a story.

One of my favorite things from Rio 2 is the relationship that Blu and his daughter Bia share and I want to explore that more, so this story explores that relationship more.

P.S. If you guys like this, than tell me and I will be more than happy to make this into a short series.

Bia's Sick Day

It was another beautiful morning in the city of Rio de Janeiro and our favorite blue macaw family are waking up to an exciting day.

"Morning, my angel." Blu said, nuzzling Jewel awake.

"And morning to you, ready for today."

"Yeah, let's see if the kids are ready."

Today was the day that Linda, Tulio, and Fernando were to spend a day at the beach and Linda invited Blu and his family to come with them. The family was certainly excited for the day.

Blu and Jewel went door to door of their kids's birdhouses.

"Tiago, are you ready?" Jewel called.

"Yes, mom." Tiago shouted.

"No pranks, right?" Jewel asked.

"No, just get me a minute." Tiago said, guilty and worked to hide his prank.

Meanwhile, Blu was checking on Carla. "Sweetie, you ready?"

"Yeah, just checking if I have enough battery in my ipod, I'm be out in a minute."

"Well only one left." Blu said as he made his way to Bia's birdhouse.

"Sweetheart, you ready?" Blu called to his daughter.

No answer came from Bia, Blu started to get worried and called Jewel over. "She is not answering, should we go in?"

"Well, it's not like her not to answer, we should go in."

When Blu opened the door, he found his daughter coughing and sneezing and trying desperately to get warm under her blankets.

"Sweetie, what happened? Why are you so sick?" Jewel said worriedly.

"I have no idea, I woke up in this condition, I don't feel so good."

"You're burning up." Jewel said as she felt her daughter's forehead. "I guess we can't go to the beach today."

"Now hold on." Blu said. "How about you take Carla and Tiago and I will stay here and take care of Bia."

"But Dad, you have been looking froward to this day." Bia pointed out.

"I know, but my first job is to make sure you guys are alright, birds of blue feathers."

"Have to stick together." Bia finished with pride.

"Are you sure, Blu?" Jewel asked.

"Positive, just go and have fun and don't worry about us."

"Alright, love you sweetie."

"Love you too, mom."

After Jewel left, Blu talked to his daughter.

"Okay, sweetie, I'm be back, I have to go tell Linda you and I are not coming.

"Okay dad, but hurry back."

"I will, I promise."

Blu flew to Linda's house where Linda was getting ready for the day.

"Hi, Blu." Linda called and walked up so they could do their trademark fist bump. "Ready to go."

Blu motioned for some paper and a pencil, which Linda handed to him, curious to see what he would write.

After Blu finished, Linda picked it up and read it.

"Linda, sorry but I can't go, Bia is sick and I volunteered to stay and take care of her."

Linda understood, Blu was a father and his first job was to his kids and making sure they were alright.

"Okay, Blu, wait a minute and I'm tell Tulio, so he can give you some bird medicine."

Linda talked to Tulio and he got some medicine and handed it to Blu. "Now Blu, are you sure you don't need any help with her, we can go some other time." Linda asked.

Blu wrote. "No, it's okay, I can take care of her, go have some fun."

"Alright Blu, tell Bia that I hope she gets better."

Blu flew back in a hurry to his daughter, where she was still feeling terrible.

"Hi, sweetie, I'm back and I got some medicine and water for you."

"Thanks dad." Bia said somewhat weakly.

"Don't thank me, thank Tulio for being a bird nut."

Bia laughed at his dad's joke. "Well thanks anyway."

"Now I am not going to lie, but this might taste terrible." Blu said, referring to the medicine.

Bia took the medicine and drank the water, her dad was right, it tasted bitter, but she took it bravely.

"Okay, sweetie, what do you want to do now?" Blu asked in a loving tone.

"Can you please tell me a story?" Bia asked.

"Okay, sweetie, let me think." Blu thought about it. "Okay this is a story about a father's love for his daughter."

Bia smiled in delight as his father continued.

"Once upon a time, their was a king who lived in a beautiful palace with his lovely daughter. He was happy with his life, he had everything he wanted, a nice home and his daughter, but he wanted more, he wanted many bars of gold so he could be rich."

"So he was greedy." Bia interrupted his father, knowing it was rude, but she was curious.

Blu only smiled. "Yes and no, he loved gold, but he loved his daughter much more. So to make his wish come true, an angel came and gave him the touch of gold, so that everything he touched would turn to gold: food, furniture, even water into gold.

"Wow, what power." Bia smiled, liking where this story went.

Blu continued. "But the king's new power quickly got out of hand, as everything he touched would turn to gold, everything he tried to eat would turn to gold, when he put his clothes on, it would turn to gold. But he knew his power would make his little girl happy someway, so he went to this garden his daughter loved and turned the flowers to gold."

"Did she like it?" Bia asked.

"Well, not exactly, you see soon after he turned the flowers to gold, his daughter came running up to him, crying and holding one of the now golden flowers. Her father hugged her to comfort her, but he completely forgot about his gold touch. He turned his daughter into a solid gold figure."

"So what happened?" Bia asked.

"Well, the king regretted ever getting the gold touch, so he went back to the angel, who took his gold touch away and told the king that he can get everything right again by going to a certain river and getting the water from it and pouring it over all the gold. The king followed the angel's instructions and got his daughter back. From that day on, he put his daughter before anything else and never again wanted the gold touch. The End."

"Great story, dad, I'm be sure to remember it when I have kids."

"I'm sure you will, now how about some lunch, you must be starving."

"Thanks, dad."

"Stay here, I'm be back with some fruit."

Bia stayed and thought about the story her dad just told her, it was perfect, it was like her father told her that she meant everything to him and he would take care of her no matter what happened. Bia smiled.

Blu got back with some fruit. "Okay sweetheart, lunch is served." Blu helped his daughter get up and eat.

"So dad, I have to ask. Would you rather be at the beach with mom and the others?"

"No, my job as a father is to make sure you guys are healthy and feeling well, besides I like spending time with you."

"Thanks, dad, I love you too." Bia said with tears in her eyes.

Blu saw this and helped wipe the tears from her eyes. "Why don't you take a nap, you need to rest. I'm be here." Blu said in a caring tone.

Bia laid down and Blu helped to put her blankets over her. Bia slept peacefully, knowing her father was watching over her.

Soon Jewel, Carla, and Tiago got back from the day at the beach.

"So how is our little girl?" Jewel asked as she gave Blu a kiss.

"She is feeling much better, thank the medicine, I was only there to provide comfort and protection."

"Well you did a good job, handsome." Jewel said nuzzling her head into Blu's neck. "We found a pretty seashell and thought it would be nice for Bia to have."

"Well, it's certainly as pretty as her." Blu said, as he looked at his sleeping daughter.

The next day, Bia was back to her old self, excited and happy and feeling much better.

"Morning mom, dad!" Bia said excitedly.

"Well look who is better." Blu said catching his daughter and hugging her. "ready to get some fresh air."

"Yeah, I'm all set." Bia said.

Blu was perfectly happy that his daughter recovered. "Okay see you later, sweetheart."

"Bye, dad." Bia said, planting a kiss on her father's cheek, than went to enjoy the day outside finally.

Blu watched his daughter go, happy for her. And Bia was certainly happy for the time she spent with her dad.