Chapter 72 Shipwreck and Wooden Chests

'Where did this parrot come from?' Rhea thought to herself.

She got up and tried to shoo it away, but despite its singed feathers, the parrot suddenly burst into action, flapping its wings and darting straight into the birdhouse tucked in the corner of the deck.

"Gross!" the parrot squawked, swallowing the unripe cherry it had just snatched.

'You steal my cherry and then complain it tastes bad?' R