Chelsea happily skipped out of her house, knowing that today was going to be an amazing day. She smiled brightly as a butterfly fluttered delicately past her and landed on a flower. Her chicken coop came into sight, making her perk up as she thought of her three prized chickens. The young farmer opened the door to the coop, picking up the first chicken she saw, "Hello Fredrick! How has your morning been?" A happy cluck came from the chicken, loving the fact it was getting attention, and it lightly pecked at Chelsea's hand. She giggled holding it high above her head and grinning up at it. The chicken just clucked even more happily, not knowing what was about to happen. Chelsea, still happy and smiling, spiked the poor chicken into the ground, making it instantly break all the bones in it's body and let put a pained screech. She happily kicked it across the coop, effectively breaking it's neck, before going and looking down at her other chickens. They fearfully ran around, trying to escape from the inevitable, and Chelsea laughed as she stomped them into the ground, dancing on their bloody bodies and covering her sneakers in blood and feathers. Once she finished tending to her chickens, she ran over to her barn, jumping in and patting her cows head, "Hi Mooky! You want to play?" Mooky saw the blood on her feet, her intelligent eyes taking in the feathers, and backed away. Chelsea pulled her axe off her belt and started chopping at the cows neck, making it moo in pain and complete and udder-(haha..get it?)-terror. She cut off one of it's legs, making it fall the the ground helplessly as she took out her sledge hammer, pounding the unfortunate cow's head in. Laughing gaily as the blood of her cow coated her pants and shirt, she put her tools back and ran out of the barn. She went to her dog, tied a few of the stones from her field around it's legs, and threw it into the river. Chelsea then raced into town, excitedly rolling large stones in front of doors, locking windows down, and covering any exits to all buildings before lighting the entire town on fire. The young farmer chuckled gleefully as her town-folk screamed in terror first, then, as their skin began to toast and burn, in agony. Chelsea ran to the jungle to see her lover, Shea, kissing him fully on the lips before he could ask why she smelled like smoke and was covered in blood. He wrapped his arms around her, wondering why she was giving him a "kiss" as she used the knife she hid in her sleeve to stab him in the back. Wada walk into the hut, completely unsuspecting as he saw Shea with his eyes closed hugging Chelsea, he had seen the fires and was happy the towns-people were all burning, maybe now they could live in peace again. Chelsea dropped Shea's body, turning and smiling at Wada as his eyes widened. She threw her hammer, hitting him on the forehead and knocking him out. Singing happily, she threw his limp body into his beloved cauldron, adding Shea's before running out and lighting the hut on fire as well.
Chelsea smiled as she sat by the sea, ready to wait for Vaughn and Denny to come back, happily staring at the moonlit sky. She sighed, "The perfect ending to a perfect day."