Random Totally not generated stuff about birds.
Dendi, the elder cockatiel, often regaled his younger brother Dio with tales of the great seed heist of '98, a legendary event that only existed in Dendi's fluffed-up imagination. Dio, with his perpetually quizzical head tilt, would listen intently, occasionally offering a tiny "peep!" of disbelief when Dendi described the colossal sunflower seed that required a whole flock to carry. Their days were mostly filled with the serious business of napping in sunbeams and practicing their synchronized whistling, a performance usually reserved for when the human walked by with snacks.
One Tuesday, which the brothers had declared "Feather Fluffing Friday" purely out of defiance, Dio discovered that if he sang his favorite chirpy song while upside down, the water dispenser made a funny gurgling noise. Dendi, initially annoyed by the incessant gurgles, soon joined in, finding the rhythm surprisingly catchy. Their human, utterly bewildered by the symphony of upside-down bird calls and water theatrics, simply refilled the dish, oblivious to the profound scientific breakthrough the cockatiels believed they had achieved.
Their grandest adventure yet involved a rogue piece of millet that rolled under the couch. Dendi, with his wisdom of elder years, declared it a quest of "unfathomable danger and untold caloric reward." Dio, ever the brave explorer, volunteered to brave the dust bunnies, returning moments later triumphant, millet in beak, and a newfound speck of lint on his head that Dendi lovingly preened away. The millet was shared, the triumph celebrated with a triumphant "wheet!", and the couch remained a mysterious, food-generating cavern.