Once upon a time, there was a miserable robin who lived among the falling multi-colored leaves of Autumn. She lurked in her abode in the high canopy, with no friends and no future. She was bitter and harsh from her years of solitude.
One day however, she decided to finally make a friend. So she fluttered cautiously to the tall evergreen her distant neighbor lived in. He was fast asleep, clasping his talons to a rickety branch. She ruffled her matted plumage nervously, anxious for him to awake.
With a sudden caw, he blinked drowsily at the newcomer situated in his home.
“Hello?” he murmured.
“Greetings. I am Eliza.” she replied quickly. “Pleased to make your acquaintance.”
“Yeah okay… I’m Oliver.” he said.
“Do you want to be friends?” she asked abruptly.
“Sure, I guess…” Oliver agreed.
“Meet me at the birch tree on Tuesdays. I’ll always be there.” she said, and then bustled away, pleased with her accomplishment.
Their meetings continued, and eventually their initial stiffness toward each other subsided. For the rest of their lives, they have been best friends forever.
The end.