Chickens
~theredhood

Haruka swiped her cloth dramatically across her bike, finishing up the polishing.

"Why did the chicken cross the road?"

Michiru studied a magazine from her lawn chair.

"To reach the concert, silly."

"Race track."

"Concert."

"Race-"

"Buckabuckbuck!" Young Hotaru sped into the garage.

"See?" Haruka smirked.

Michiru glared.