I'm laying on a big bed, on the left side. My father is on the right, for some reason. He's half asleep, when I see a small bird fly on an empty spot near him. The bird seems strangely very intelligent. My father tells me it's called a Pipi Bird (or at least that's what it sounded). Unlike RL, he didn't seem bothered to have a pet on his bed. I, on the other hand, was worried that we might accidentally hurt it while moving on the bed, since it looked so fragile.