41 Father, Give Me A Minute

"Shut up, Green Pea! You've ruined my reputation again! I have to teach you a lesson today!" the crow shouted at the parrot, exasperated.

"Stop calling me Green Pea." The parrot was a little displeased. "And your clothes are falling down." She pointed at his leaf under the cage.

The crow lowered his head. A leaf was falling slowly.

"Oh!" His eyes widened immediately, and he quickly covered his body with his featherless wings. "Excuse me, sir, could you please pick up my clothes for me?" he asked urgently.

Amy giggled merrily. She walked over to the leaf and picked it up. "Black Coal, your clothes are in my hand now. I'll give them back if you behave; otherwise, I'll take them with me," she said, smiling.

"I… I…" Black Coal looked at Amy and didn't know what to do. Just then, a puff of autumn wind came blowing in, and he shivered in spite of himself. He nodded immediately as he looked at the leaf in Amy's hand. "I'll behave!"