“So I know the mission was just fuck up this cock-fighting ring, but…”
“But,” Merlin prompts in his you-are-one-inch-from-being-grounded-for-a-year-young-man voice.
“But I couldn’t just leave them poor birds so I brought them home and now they’re all split up around HQ so they don’t murder each other and they’re all sad and cold and their feathers are falling out and I don’t know what to do,” Eggsy finishes all in one breath.
Merlin pinches the bridge of his nose. “Alright, calm down. Geraint keeps rescue hens, he knits little jumpers for them until their feathers come back. Let’s start there.”
LITTLE JUMPERS :’))))
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