Author's note: Oh wow. Can't believe it's been months without posting the final part of the fic. Apologies, everyone. But alas, here it is! The epilogue to "Lessons"!

Sad to say I have no further plans for writing fanfiction at the moment, nor intentions to. So if this is the last you hear from me, I thank you all for enjoying my stories!

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Lessons

Epilogue

How fortunate that the two of them had been too loud during their lovemaking.

Otherwise, they might have heard the ruckus she was doing humping against the branch she

watched them from, as well as the little squeal that accompanied her orgasm.

She couldn't help herself. It had been her guilty fantasy for a long while already. Never did she imagine that tonight, right in front of her eyes, it would happen for real. There was no way she was only going stand there and watch.

Now that she had pleased her little perversion, she enjoyed the sight of the two male macaws sleeping in each other's wings.

Moments like this, she felt like being a hypocrite and carry around a camera, which she usually disliked as she did to anything electronic, to keep moments like this in permanent pictures.

She'd have to tell every detail of it to her aunt after she returned. It was, after all, part of their deal after she offered to watch over her children while she was gone.

Knowing well that Blu and Roberto had held an intense animosity ever since they met, she hoped her dad's idea of sending them both away for a few days, just the two of them, would help them get over their differences for good and at learn to get a long a little. Of course, there was the huge risk that it could backfire, turning things much worse with them hating each other more than ever. Not to mention there was the factor of her husband's attitude and ineptitude towards the wilderness, which could be a possible risk for his own wellbeing.

So she for the last three days, she had been silently watching them both from distance. His little spying activities were of no one's knowledge other than her aunt, her only accomplice. Save for a few times where her movement in the trees had accidentally produced a noticeable rustling noise, she had left no mark of her presence during the duration of their stay in the side-grove. And even those times when she was heard, the two male macaws simply dismissed the noise, rather trying to seek the cause behind. All close calls, but thankfully, none ended in her discovery. The two had been completely unaware that she had been watching over them all this time.

The first day had gone much like how she had expected it to go: with the two of them bickering non-stop. Frankly, she hadn't come with very positive expectations to begin with. She told herself she'd only intervene if things went really, really out of wing and their dispute took a violent turn. Luckily, that never occurred.

By the second day she was about to give up all hopes. The way dispute erupted between them, it seemed like the whole thing wasn't going to work at all. The only result would be that by the time they returned to the village they'd be even worse enemies than ever. It was almost painful, to see two of the most important macaws in her life, her loving husband and her best friend of all time, being so hostile to one another.

But then, that same night, her hopes were lifted up dramatically.

It had been simply touching. To see the two open to each other like that, to show the side of

themselves that they hardly showed to anyone else.

It was then when she knew it was all going to be worth it. Maybe there wouldn't be any need for her

to keep looking at them in secret, so she could go back earlier to her kids.

But her curiosity nagged her to stay.

How far would this new bond go?

It was unrealistic to think so. She told herself it was merely wishful thinking. That her little secret

fantasy between the two of them would stay as a silly fabrication of her mind and nothing else.

But she stayed nonetheless.

And now, with both her hope to see them becoming friends and her erotic wish of seeing them having a good, passionate fuck together fulfilled, her trip had been even more than worth it. Every second of it.

Satisfied now that everything was over, she rested against the tree, making sure the dense foliage covered her figure from sight.

She'd have to get up early tomorrow before the boys woke up. After all, they would be expecting her to receive them home.

If they were to know about her absence, however, she had already planned a little lie along with her aunt. Simple, but she knew it'd work.

She drifted into sleep. That night, she had the most pleasant dream she have had in a long time.

There were two blue-furred lions running across a prairie: two males, one bigger than the other, and one female.

She've had this dream in the past, and it always ended the same: the two males ended up fighting each other over the female, leaving the female watching upsettingly without being able to do anything to stop it.

But tonight, the ending was different: the three lions kept running together, closely, enjoying their company as they continued their run into the horizon.

"My big, handsome lions..." Jewel whispered in her sleep.

Blu would never find out that when her wife said she wasn't in the mood for sex, some of those times were because she wanted to go out somewhere private and hump a branch or use a twig while her mind too her back to the night when Beto and Tylerino made love.