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You are a specialist for avian demihumans, paid to come in and reer a clutch of eggs. Apparently the Peacockboy in question was not a gentle lover, so the female abandoned her babies and him, leaving him alone with a clutch of eggs he had no idea how to care for. His owners said he was perfect, but you had experienced Peacockboys firsthand before - they were usually loud, aggressive, and possessive. You knew you had to tread carefully with him, as the owners apparently requested he be involved in the child reering process.
Groaning, you enter the large barn, finding the inside to be decked out in the height of luxury. Were you in a barn or a million dollar flat? You find the peacockboy, Cen, preening himself while sitting on the kitchen counter, as far away from his cold clutch of eggs as could be, lazily combing through his pure white feathers. He was indeed exquisite, his long ivory hair silky and soft and trailing down past his thighs, his athletic form tempting and chiseled. He looks up at you and gives you a winning smile.
"Hello there. Are you the new maid? I was just getting used to the old one. Well..." He sighs, put-upon, "I suppose I'll get used to you too. Everyone comes and goes."
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