Chickens are yummy.
Well you see, that's a universal truth.
The most common meat on the market, widely accepted by most if not all cultures. The abundance of the red bird as well as its taste makes it one of humanity's most beloved ingredients for a multitude of dishes. Its presence in our culture has been cemented by all those memories forged due to the sacrifice of a few valiant chickens.
But that's from the perspective of a human, from our-
Ahem
YOUR perspective, I should say.
As for why I had to stop myself from saying that previous sentence… well, I'll get to that in a bit.
On Earth, I always heard people theorising about parallel universes and I've seen so many movies on the subject; each portraying the theme a little differently than the one before it. Sometimes taking the form of a universe like ours with a few minor tweaks, or one where an alien civilisation had taken over the earth (starting in America of course). I wonder what my face would have been if "old me" from the past had known what I'd stumble across on what seemed to be just another day...
Sigh…
Speaking of faces, I miss face...my hair... my arms with its many digits and even my neck, which was once capable of slow premeditated movements unlike the jerky spastic movements I now do.
Oh well.
I complain a lot about my new form but… it holds potential like I have never seen before.
Who am I you ask?
I think I'm a magic chicken.
Let's get FIRED UP!!!
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'Ew'
'It smells.'
That was the first thing that hit me, the next was how wet I was.
'Did I jump into a pool? I feel like I'm wearing something…'
My mind's a mess, I seemed to be in a cold wet room… I tried to move but my body didn't obey me... the walls looked thin and had a dim light shining through it, and through the darkness, I could stretch and feel that they were slightly curved, forming a strange pod-like shape.
'What's going on??!!'
'Think think think!'
'What was I doing? Where was I?'
'Well, I was… walking… yeah… I was walking back from the grocery store…'
'Milk, eggs, scallions, and some chicken drumsticks… mmm yeah, I was fantasising about a nice dinner I had planned and then… and then… I was here….'
'Did I get hit by a car or something? No there were no cars on the road I'm sure… did I fall or break a bone? Is this pod a machine controlled by a doctor? No, it stinks too much, medicine has gone further than that right?!'
I tried to get my thoughts in order, but the tightness of the pod just made me panic, I didn't think I had claustrophobia or anything, but being in the stinky, wet, and tight environment must have awakened it in me, I tried to thrash about and alert someone that I was here, but my spasms of terror stopped once I heard a loud sound…
A resounding *CRACK* woke me up from my panicked thrashes.
'Did the pod break? Am I free?! Is someone letting me out?!'
Not wanting my smelly prison to keep me any further, I shimmied my way towards the small light I saw from the cracked area of my prison.
It was still quite solid, but after squeezing my head into the light with my eyes tightly shut, the pod finally gave way and cracked all the way through.
'HAHA YES! IM FREE A*SHATS WOOOHOOO!!'
I had a mini celebration in my mind, complete with fireworks.
I opened my eyes and instantly became disorientated… I could see.. so much more?! It was like I got two more eyes, one on each side of my head, It was almost a full 360-degree view!
'Oh my god.'
'Did I get superpowers from the grocery store??!' I thought excitedly.
After breathing for a few seconds, I noticed not only how I could see, but *WHAT* I did see.
'Eggs? Why are there so many eggs? Holy shizer those are some huge eggs… are they Easter decorations? But it's mid-August… What? Where am I?'
Then I noticed that my eyes weren't the only different thing about me… I tried to stand up, but my body felt too weak and I just collapsed again…
"yeaoochichi…"
'WHA-'
'Was that me.'
'Hello is anybody there'?! I tried to yell, but what came out was more of a "YECHIIHCHIHCI"
'Oh no.'
I tried to move my fingers… they weren't there… how about a toe wiggle? Nope, no feedback... nada… zilch.
What the hell is going on with me… forget the 'where'…what am I?!?!
"Chichichihichi"
'My panicked beak made sounds of despe-'
Wait.
Beak.
A.
Goddamn.
Beak.
I passed out.