The Chicken Who Led to Destiny

I like chickens hence why there is a chicken in this story. This is my first fan fiction so please read and review. Thank you.

'FLAPPY COME BACK!' Luke called running after his chicken which had been a gift from Renee at Brownie Ranch.

The chicken ran and ran down the dirt track towards Caramel River District where a new farmer, Angela, had just moved in.

Luke stumbled down the track tripping over pine cones as he went. The chicken took a detour and started to run towards the river.

Angela was tilling her field when she heard a loud splash. The sound alarmed her so she began to run towards the water. As she got closer she saw the feathery creature splashing about like a maniac. She immediately dived into the water to rescue him.

Angela managed to grab the chicken by the wing but as she tried to tow it to safety she got her leg stuck in some pond weed. As she struggled to get out she got even more stuck pulling her under the water.

Luke heard the chaos and being his nosey self went to see what was going on. He noticed the farmer struggling to keep her head above the surface. He ran to the bridge and stretched his arm out towards her,

'Here take my hand!' He called.

Angela thrashed around frantically trying to catch hold of the carpenter. The chicken look stunned. The look of fear in his eyes made Luke more determined to get the farmer out of the water.

The carpenter was now hanging over the edge of the railing on the bridge but his arms were just too short to catch hold of the farmer.

'If only I was just a few inches taller!' he thought to himself, 'Then my chicken and its rescuer would be saved!'

Luke stood back and thought for a moment. Then his eyes lit up and he began to untie the large double knot at the back of his bandana. His long greyish blue curls, that he very rarely set free, tumbled down his back like gymnasts. The sun was beaming down making each curl glisten like a million tiny diamonds.

Then he ran off to get a few pieces of wood. He carefully chose two fairly strong pieces and tied them together using his beloved bandana.

He went back to the edge of the bridge and dangled the contraption over the side into the farmers hands, he then called down,

'Grab onto the end of the stick ill pull you up as far as I can but then you need to grab my hand to get you up the rest. I will make a hand signal when you can let go off the stick, got it?'

Angela nodded in response. Then she grabbed the wooden contraption. Luke screwed up his eyes and positioned his feet in such a way that meant he would not slip.

The farmer was still in the water up to her waist with the chicken under her arm. Luke then threw out his arm and Angela grasped it tightly. Then once he had a firm grip on her, he swung his arm round in a circular motion. At this moment Angela let go of the stick. Luke, holding Angela in one hand, threw the contraption behind him. He knew it had hit the ground and his bandana was safe when he heard a crash from behind him.

Luke took both of Angela's hands and using all his strength towed the very wet farm girl and chicken to safety.

Luke immediately ran to his poor freezing chicken and inspected his injuries. He was very cold and he had a lot of small wounds from all the flapping around he had done.

He then went over to the farmer. The water wasn't cold but she was shivering and looked very tired. Luke took off his jacket and put it round her shoulders. A small smile spread across her face but quickly faded as a chill went down her spine. Luke then helped her too her feet, untied his bandana from the broken sticks and picked up his chicken.

'Well that was quite an adventure we have had today. Come on and I'll walk you home. You'll probably need to see a doctor just in case. My poor chicken's gonna need some help too.'

Angela just nodded and another faint smile crept across her face and clutching Luke's hand they stumbled back to the farm.

Once the trio reached the house Angela fumbled around to find her keys only to find the door open. Luke opened the door and then ordered her to go and put on some dry clothes.

Once Angela was changed and had come back to the kitchen area a bit more colour had returned to her cheeks. Luke was attempting to use his very limited cooking skills and was making hot chocolate.

Luke sat her down at the table and handed her a mug off the steaming liquid. He went over to his chicken and wrapped it in a towel putting a hot water bottle in beside it.

Luke sat down opposite Angela.

'I haven't seen you around are you new?' He said, taking a sip.

'Yes' she replied

'That explains why I didn't know who you were! So what's your name?'

'Oh, I'm Angela' she said quietly, 'Umm, who are you?'

'I'm Luke and I'm the local carpenter... well carpenters apprentice!' He said with a laugh.

'Well that's pretty... good' Angela replied with a laugh again

'Oh, I forgot to thank you for saving Flappy, he was given to me by Renee for fixing a barn that she accidently drove a tractor into. I don't know if you know her but she works at Brownie Farm?' he said this with a massive smile across his face.

'No problem he is a nice bird and I'm not really a fan of poultry. He's very friendly he only pecked me once!' she said laughing. Then her voice got more serious, 'So do you think he will be okay?'

Luke was laughing a little bit and then said, 'Yea well he lives at a carpenter's, the most dangerous place, in my eyes, in Waffle Town so he was made for danger! Of course he will be okay!'

'Well that's good' she said

Luke asked a few more questions.

'Do you want me to phone the doctor or do you feel better? You definitely look at lot better!'

'No I feel 110% now, there's no need. You could be a nurse you know, your very attentive.' she replied with a beaming smile.

'Well that's good because I don't like doctors they creep me out with all those instruments so there's no way I could be a nurse.'

Angela laughed.

As the conversation continued, Luke began too think about how much he was beginning to like Angela. He was pleased to meet a new comer as there hadn't been anybody new around the island in so long.

Luke set his cup down on the table and sighed.

'Well I guess I'd better be heading home. It was great to meet ya Angela, say can I call you Angie?'

Angela laughed reminiscing on the days when she used to get that nickname back at her old school.

'Sure.' She said, standing up and walking him to the door.

Before Luke stepped outside he turned to her.

'Hey um, there's gonna be a festival at the beach tomorrow, you know to celebrate summer and all. You should come along, it would be a great chance for you to meet people.'

The corners of Angela's mouth began to twitch as she perused the thought in her head.

'That'd be great. I guess I'll see you there then?'

Luke took a secure stance, his feet slightly apart and swung his fist in front of his body.

'You sure will. There's gonna be fireworks too.'

Angela smiled sweetly.

'Bye Luke.' She giggled as he began to saunter off down the path, his chicken following happily after him.

As Angela shut the door she could feel her cheeks heating up. She found it hard to believe that she had just made friends with a guy, as that was something Angela had always struggled at.

'What to wear!' She said to herself running to her closet and hastily searching through her very few swimsuits.

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