The time had come to cut short the lives of two chickens. But it was postponed for an hour when Emilie, Campbell and Savannah locked themselves in the chicken coop hoping to save the chickens lives. Taylor found them and talked them into coming out and having a short meeting. The council members, Greg and the three kids discussed the chickens. Emilie finally decided that she would let them kill the chickens but she wouldn't eat any of it.
It was late afternoon and a group had gathered around a small tree stump. Anjay and Colton were both holding a black chicken. Anjay was wearing an apron and so was Greg, who held a small axe in his hand. Blaine and Abbey stood together amongst the crowd. Natasha was standing on the other side of Blaine with her hands on his shoulder. They were both fond of each other, although Natasha made her feelings a lot more obvious than Blaine did.
Anjay walked forward with the chicken and knelt down. He brought the chicken down so that its neck and head were on the tree stump. The chicken started clucking and tried to get out of Anjay hands. "It knows it's going to die". Jarred said, his eyebrows raised above the rim of his glasses. "Hold its neck out". Greg told Anjay who was trying to calm the chicken. He put its neck back on the stump. Greg put his fingers on its head lightly and brought the axe down on its neck. Abbey, Natasha and a few other kids screamed when its head separated with its body. Natasha buried her face into Blaine's arm which made his heart flutter. Anjay dropped the chicken on the ground as it began moving and flapping. A few more screams and cries came from the group as they watched the headless chicken flap hopelessly. Greg picked it up by the feet. "Guys it's just its reflexes. It's not alive". He put it back down on the ground and got ready for the next one. Abbey stared at the chicken's body as it slowly stopped moving. Abbey suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for the chickens. She didn't know why but seeing it struggling helplessly in Anjay's hands made her feel a bit sorry. The second bird wasn't as bad. It didn't move as much after and nobody screamed or squealed. Blaine ran to the kitchen to get a pot of hot water. He jogged back, the water slopped over the sides. His breath swirled in the frosty air as he panted loudly. He lowered it on the ground, bending at the knees. Greg dipped one of the chickens in the hot water and took it back out. He started plucking its feathers off. Anjay helped him and Abbey and Blaine did the other one, letting others have a go. Soon the chickens looked like they'd been bought from a shop but with the feet still attached.
Greg and Sophia took them back to the kitchen where Sophia was guided through the gutting by Greg. Abbey watched on. "Oof". Abbey sounded and fanned her hand in front of her nose before pinching it with her fingers so that she had to breathe through her mouth. Greg peered behind Sophia. "Stinks a bit, huh?" He grinned at Abbey. "Just a tad". She said nasally. "Ugh, ok Greg, you're gonna have to do the next one cos this is just getting nasty". Sophia said as she dropped the knife on the chopping board. Greg took his gaze away from Abbey. "Ok, that's cool". He put the second chicken on the board and started cutting it open. "Do you wanna start cooking that chicken whilst I do this?" He asked Sophia. "Yep, sure". Sophia put a large pot of water on to boil and started chopping the vegetables to go into the soup. "You know, it's a good thing you're here, Greg. I wouldn't have been able to do this alone". She told him.