Hello everyone. Here is my first Chicken run story. Also, the sequel is in development, which is good news. So, I hope that you will enjoy this story. :)
Hello there, my name is Kai and I am a chicken at the tweedy's chicken farm, I also have a younger sister called Ginger with the two of us having a strong sibling bond as well as coming up with escape ideas together, though, Ginger is the one that comes up with the ideas while I help put those ideas into action.
The two of us, including the other chickens, have been in this horrible farm our whole lives and we still haven't managed a successful escape attempt, though, we tried many times and we ended up being caught by Mr Tweedy, one of the two tweedy's that own this farm, pretty much every time.
One night, though, me and Ginger, as well as the other chickens, tried another escape attempt by using a spoon to create a hole under the fence, but, we still have to keep out of sight of Mr Tweedy and his dogs while we're at it, as me, along with my sister, Ginger, managed to get ourselves out.
We crept over to the shadows as we silently called over the other chickens to try to have a go at escaping, though, things when badly wrong when Bunty got stuck which caused me and Ginger to roll our eyes in annoyance at the delay, but, we had to make sure that Bunty stays as quiet as possible.
Unfortunately, Bunty's struggle to get free of the fence had caught the attention of Mr Tweedy and his dogs which caused me as well as Ginger to push Bunty back into the hut side of the fence before the two of us made a run for it as we were chased by Mr Tweedy's dogs that obviously chose me and Ginger as snack.
We got to the front of the house and had our back against the wall as we tried to use a gnome to defend ourselves, but, the dogs somehow managed to bite through the whole thing as they kept coming towards us, until the door opened and in the doorway was a female human, the wife of Mr Tweedy, called Mrs Tweedy.
"Mr Tweedy" said Mrs Tweedy with annoyance in her tone. "What are those chickens doing, outside the fence?".
"Oh, well, uh" said Mr Tweedy as he picked me and Ginger up. "I don't know, love, I-".
"Just deal with it-" said Mrs Tweedy as she got closer to anger. "Now!".
With that, she slammed door in Mr Tweedy's face as he faced me and Ginger with his own annoyance while taking the two of us to a set of bins that me and Ginger would later call "solitary confinement".
Mr Tweedy obviously thought that this would be a good idea to throw the two of us into this thing as he thought that it would be the perfect punishment for us due to our daily escape attempts as he opened the lid of the thing before turning his face towards with anger in his tone as he spoke to us.
"I'll teach you, to make a fool out of me" said Mr Tweedy as he threw us in.
Over the next few days or weeks, me and Ginger kept coming up with more escape plans despite getting thrown into solitary confinement repeatedly due to these escape attempts, but, we remained as firm as ever in the chance to escape this horrible place and live our lives freely in freedom.
This farm is so horrible to the point where my younger sister and other female chickens have to lay their eggs day in and day out, only to be killed when they can't lay anymore eggs, something that we all found out the hard way as we had no idea that death was coming for one of us or possibly even two of us.