The three little birds had yet to open their eyes but their mouths were wide open; they seemed to be looking for food.

“Are they asking for food?” I pointed at their wide open mouths.

Harry panicked all of a sudden. “Raffles! They want to eat!”

Raffles panicked too. “Yes, yes, yes! They want to eat! They want to eat!”

“Why are you standing there then?! Go and get them some food!” Harry urged.

Raffles stood there. “Let me think. What do they eat? Lucid birds eat worms when they are young…”

“Where would I find worms?!” Harry was truly panicking as if his child was waiting to be fed.

“It can eat rice paste! Hurry up and get rice paste!” I immediately pushed Harry.

“Alright!” Harry ran out.

I glanced at Raffles, who looked as clueless as a new dad too. “Hurry up and get some...