Yup. Chapter 3 is up! R&R pls! Flamers are allowed here. Yay. Now for Chapter 3.

Disclaimer: I don't own CR's characters, and I never will. But I do own the others though.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Chapter 3 Rocky the Flying Rooster.

Okay, so I'm stuck in this cannon headfirst and wondering what to do when suddenly this human girl in a tightsuit got in and curled herself up into a ball. I thought I would be crushed under her weight! I could hear the audience cheering outside. Then suddenly there was this huge BANG that could have permanently damaged my hearing so I flew out (backwards) out from the cannon with that girl. While she landed expertly on a mattress on her feet, I fell backwards into a bucket of water that is normally used to mop the floor. "Oh no, I'm in huge trouble", I thought.

"WHAT IS THAT CHICKEN DOING IN THAT CANNON!!!" the ringmaster exploded. His pasty face turned red, then purple and his moustache bristled like a brush.

The audience started cheering. They thought it was part of the act. Then the ringmaster's face turned back to normal and he started to stroke his moustache thoughtfully. These are signs of big trouble.

When the show is over, the ringmaster grabbed me (by the neck, of course) and went to the guy who trains all the chickens. The chicken trainer.

"From now on, this chicken is to be blasted out from the cannon instead of riding that bike. That act seems to be more popular than bike-riding chickens. And take care of him. He's valuable. He could be the star of the whole show! DO NOT LET HIM ESCAPE. Clear?"

The chicken trainer seems astonished. But he nodded his head.

When I went back backstage all the girls crowded around me.

"Oh u're so brave!"

"U're my hero!"

"The star of the show!"

After all that I was thrown into an even bigger and stronger cage. That night Alan tried to sneak in to bend the cage bars, but the cage bars were too strong. So he trooped away, defeated.

The plus side of the new cage is that it gives me added protection from Alan. The negative side is that there is no one to accompany me after show times. So it's extremely lonely.

For years I had to get blasted out of the cannon every single day, and nobody accompanies me after show time. Life was extremely lonely.

Then one day, after I had just got blasted out from the cannon, I staggered off backstage, giddy from the cannon's bang and shooting out backwards. Then Jas ran up to me.

"Ricky has escaped from the circus! The ringmaster is going out in a van and some dogs to find him."

I was shocked. I had always thought that Ricky was sort of too coward to attempt this sort of thing.

"What? How did he escape?"

"I think he rode his bike out in the middle of the night, using the ramp as some sort of boost."

"Oh. My. God." If Ricky is caught, he will be dead.

I spent another sleepless night in the cage, tossing and turning, worrying about Ricky. Although Ricky was not exactly my best friend, I would be very upset if he is slaughtered.

The next morning when it was time for my first performance of the day I looked at the ringmaster. He looked grumpy, which was good news, because it meant that he was not able to find Ricky. I did all my performances with a lighter heart and I was in a better mood all day. Ricky had inspired me to escape, and I was going to do so too, one day.

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Kay! So that's the end of Chapter 3. Now it's time to click the 'submit review' button below and submit ur review. Thanx everyone!