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It started with Skizz on a quiet day between him and Impulse. Preening was a process most winged creatures went through and Skizz was one.
He sat quietly trusting Impulse's hands running down his back, picking apart the loose feathers, taking them out, and setting them aside. It felt like heaven to Skizz. He was practically melting into Impulse's touch, borderline purring from the feeling. It was safe to say his brain was putty and the pile of feathers was telling of that.
"Y'know in avian culture they give feathers to non-avian people they care about" Skizz found himself speaking, sounding loopy.
Impulse perked up at the statement. Both of them knew Skizz wasn't one, although he could pass as one very easily.
Skizz hummed "It's like sayin they're family, and your family Dippledop"
Impulse froze in realization at what Skizz had said. An angel and a demon being the bestest of friends? Better yet, family. It was unheard of. Impulse and Skizz have been together for several years now. Them against the world was what he'd always say. He's known him long enough to know he meant what he'd just said despite being "preen-high".
"Why'd you stop?" Skizz asked
Impulse shook his head from his thoughts re-focusing on the task at hand.
"Its nothing"
"You are a beeeeeeeeg liar Dippledop" He retorted. Impulse sighed, he should've known better. "Its just what you said, I guess we are family"
"Yeah, you're my buddy! My homeh-buddeh!" Skizz said, spreading his wings in pure joy as he turned to Impulse smiling. He reached for the pile of feathers on the side, taking his time to pick a good feather. He grabbed the purest one placing it on Impulse's hand.
"A feather to you Dippledop!" He grinned as Impulse smiled taking it. He leaned forward, touching foreheads with Skizz.
"Thank you" he muttered.
"I love you man!"
"Love you too."