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was gone. “Okay . . . guys? Guys?” He fought back the instant panic that crept into his heart. “Ha, ha. Good one, guys. Very funny. Good, good. Very witty. Jewel? Where are you? Kids? Jewel?”
    Suddenly, sharp talons burst out of the trees and grabbed him, carrying him off.
    â€œAhhhh!” Blu cried.
    But no one was there to hear him.

Chapter 6

    â€œS quawk! Squawk!” The unmistakable sound of a rare blue Spix’s Macaw rang out through the jungle.
    â€œIt’s a macaw!” Tulio exclaimed. He and Linda took off after the sound. The bird kept squawking.
    â€œBlu?” Linda shouted. She and Tulio pushed through thick jungle foliage and broke into a clearing. They were running so fast they almost didn’t see the sheer cliff drop in front of them.
    â€œI swear that sounded like Blu,” she said, gasping for breath. She looked around but there were no macaws in sight. The trail had gone cold.
    â€œThat’s impossible, Linda,” Tulio panted. “He’s back home in Rio, safe and sound.”
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    Blu continued to be dragged through the canopy of trees.
    â€œI’m an American citizen, you savage!” he yelled, his feathers electrified with anger. “I demand to see my ambassador! I know my rights! I know my rights!”
    Suddenly his captor dropped him, and Blu landed on top of a tree. He was surrounded by an intimidating pack of birds covered in camouflage.
    Fumbling in his fanny pack, Blu whipped out his Adventure Knife and pushed a button. A spork popped out. Blu waved it wildly in front of him. “Back, you barbarian!”
    The bird hesitated, staring at the spork with confusion.
    â€œYeah, that’s right! It’s a spoon and a fork!” Blu yelled. The bird flew away. “Be afraid!” Blu shouted. “Be very afraid!”
    Someone tapped Blu on the shoulder and he whirled around, spork at the ready. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa, buddy. Put the spork down,” a voice said.
    To Blu’s shock and relief, it was Rafael, and with him were Jewel and the kids.
    â€œLet me go!” Nico’s voice came from the sky. “Put me down! Hey, careful, that’s my guitar talon.” Whish! Nico and Pedro were dropped next to the others.
    To everyone’s surprise, one of the birds flew through a waterfall, revealing a bright blue feather. A little blue head popped out from behind some leaves. One by one, more blue heads started to peek out from branches, nests, and tree holes.
    â€œI can’t believe we found them!” Jewel said, awestruck.
    â€œWell, technically, they found us,” Bia said as more macaws popped out. The macaws were very curious about the newcomers. “Okay, we’re going to need some name tags,” Blu said. A few of them circled Blu, touching his feathers and making him feel uncomfortable. One bird grabbed his mints from the fanny pack. “Whoa. Ah, hello. Okay, no . . . those are Tic Tacs. Not that you need one. But they’re good. You eat them.”
    To his horror, the macaw threw the entire package of mints into its mouth and swallowed it whole.
    â€œOh, whoa, no, no, no, no, no!” Blu cried. “Not the whole box! Get that out of your mouth!” He grabbed the macaw and performed the Heimlich on him until he coughed the box up, right into the outstretched talons of Eduardo, the chief of the tribe.
    â€œWhat is this doing here?” Eduardo bellowed, looking at the Tic Tacs and at Blu. “What is going on?”
    The crowd quieted down. A macaw spoke up. “We found them flying too close to humans.”
    â€œHumans?” Eduardo yelled. “And who are you?”
    â€œUh . . .” Desperate to say the right thing, Blu backed up, searching for the words. Instead, he fell on his butt.
    â€œâ€˜Uh’ is not an appropriate answer.” Eduardo got in Blu’s face. “I asked you a question. Where did you come