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#chicken shenanigans

milk-lover · 10 months

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I walked downstairs this morning and found all of the furniture in the living room has been turned on it’s side and made into a ring around the area rug. ???

Apparently my moms favorite chicken is being picked on and she’s worried about her during the heatwave, so she brought her inside. The furniture ring is to keep her off the rug.

That is the face of a chicken who has no idea what’s going on.

#she is pretty beat up so I’m glad she’s inside #i think after today we will switch her into a dog crate separate from the rest of the flock but today she gets to be an indoor chicken #will probably be less stressful #i have been trying to get her to drink but she has not understood. will probably switch to feeding her wet foods #chicken shenanigans

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gargelyfloof118 · 9 months

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The chicks have had a backboard added due to chick shenanigans*. They are very interested in the zip tie holding the board in place.

The kids have spent a good portion of this evening hunting down baby grasshoppers for me to feed to the baby raptors. The dark chicks became wise to the game extremely fast and would snatch the bug from my fingers quick as lighting before scurrying off to a corner to enjoy their prize. Some battles worthy of gladiators ensued more than once.

*During the 'Grasshopper Games' the lighter colored chicks were playing experimental physicist by throwing shavings out the back and then sticking their heads out of the wire to watch it fall. This is BAD for a few reasons. Mostly, I do not want them to attempt to put the rest of their bodies out of the wire and then fall on the floor.

This little scientist is going to have her funding revoked for unsafe lab practices.

#homestead #farm #chicks chicks chicks #chicken shenanigans

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phantom-0-writer · 8 months

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*standing menacingly at the door* i made u something

anyways lol. i had a lot of school work and was really busy freaking out and stress studying for a singular test that was 4 questions and would be over in like an hour and then i proceeded to cry about it in my car for various reasons.

but yk what that means!

time for our irregular and unscheduled update of

Gotham Academy's Mentorship Program

this episode featuring a fan favorite: Duke Thomas (aka The Signal - but thats kind of irrelevant for this)

you were supposed to read that like it was from a '90s sitcom and the off screen crowd cheers rly loudly.

some house keeping updates: this scene happens in the beginning of the school year (going by the american system should be september) danny meets damian (and upsurges tim on the same day) around midterm which is around october and then the stuff with jason and damian's drawing happens around december. i kinda accidentally burned the irl timeline for anything dc first scene so now im just gonna do whatever i want.

anyways with out further ado:

table of contents

scene 04: after school activities for normal kids

Duke stood around the corner of the classroom awkwardly, wondering if he had made the right call. Sure the bats and the birds had a plethora of hands on deck any time, but most of them specialized as night time heros. Not to say that they were incompetent or anything, they were some of the most skilled and innovative people Duke had ever had the pleasure of meeting. Sure if anything happened, they could handle it, at least until Duke could slip away and show up as the Signal- Alfred and Bruce had assured him so much. But Duke couldn’t slip the guilt of busying away more of his time to after school activities when he could be patrolling or studying instead,

But Duke had wanted to do something outside of those things, which was specifically why he had made the difficult decision to join a few clubs and after school activities. He could use a break from being surrounded by people who worked the vigilante life-style just to remember how to be a normal civilian. Let himself take a break from constantly be consumed by one case or another, one disaster or another, not being able to do enough no matter how much he tried or how much time he spent patrolling.

Duke needed to feel grounded, like his feet were on the ground and he could press the brakes and smell the fragrance of life. Even if the fragrance was a forgotten pile of dog s-

“Alright,” The instructor for their culinary club started with a weird German accent that sounded really fake. “I am Herman. You can call me Chef or Chef Herman or just Chef. I will not bore you all with the boring introductions, and let's head right into the cooking, yes. On this paper here I made the partners for all of you to cook with for the rest of the year. If you have problem with it then quit.”

This Herman guy seemed like quite the character, and was definitely not helping any of Duke’s previous anxieties. Many of Duke’s clubmates seem to think so too, sending their friends various looks. But no one spoke out, and instead shuffled to the front to look at the singular sheet of paper that would assign them their partners. Duke finally made it to the front and saw that he was paired with a Daniel Fenton at Station 7.

Crossing his fingers that Daniel had at least only a half-rotten personality, Duke made his way over to station 7. The station was already prepped with an assortment of ingredients and cooking equipment. Duke had already set his stuff down claiming the seat closer to the exit (in case) when a lanky kid comes over, “Uh, your Duke Thomas?” He asks hesitantly looking back at the front counter the partner assignment sheet was.

It took Duke an awkward second longer to realize that this kid was probably his partner. “Oh yeah I am.” He laughed apologetically, “You must be Daniel.”

“Danny’s fine.” The boy smiled, absentmindedly brushing his messy black hair out of his face, his glacier blue looking at the equipment. Duke couldn’t help but feel like there was something off about Danny. Not in Gotham’s usual psycho-maniac-out-to-terrorizer-the-city-and-kill-innocent-people kind of off, more in a he’s not in sync with the rest of the world off. While Chef Herman explained the general structure of various types of kitchen and kitchen hierarchy that Duke was already familiar with, Duke tried to get a read on him.

Weird did not mean threat, after all many of the Justice League- heck even the local Wayne/Batclan were pretty weird- and they (usually) didn’t mean any harm. It wouldn’t be fair of Duke to jump the horse like that.

Deciding he should try to be friendly with him, Duke leaned over, “Is it just me or is Chef Herman’s accent totally fake?” he whispered.

“Oh, Ancients,” Anciets? “I thought I was just going insane.” Danny sighed in relief with a small chuckle. There was a moment of silence between the two of them where no one said anything for longer than socially acceptable and Duke debated using his powers to see if he could find a clue or something. That seemed kinda invasive, though.

When the Chef had started instructions on making today's recipe, Chocolate Chip Cookies, Danny helped Duke measure out the ingredients. “So,” Danny tried again, “What are you in for?”

“What am I…” Duke repeated confused,

Danny chuckled awkwardly, “Like why you joined the club.”

Duke seriously needed to get his head in the present; this was getting embarrassing. “Oh.” He nodded in understanding, “I’ve always liked cooking,” Duke shrugged, “When I was little my parents and I would always cook together, and it was always one of my favorite things to do. And I’ve kinda always liked it, but I fell off of it for a while with school and stuff,” emphasis on the stuff “I thought joining a club could help me get back into it and get away from… everything.” That was a little more candid than Duke had planned on being with someone he had met quite literally a few minutes ago, but it felt good to have that out of his chest. The pleasant memories of his parents swimming in his mind. Mixing the dry ingredients, “Sorry that was kind of a lot.” Duke laughed genuinely this time.

“Dude, no it’s actually so cool that you like to cook.” Danny said admiration was easy on his face, and Duke couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed.

“What about you, then?”

“Ugh,” He groaned jokingly, “You can’t seriously be asking for my lame ass reason after you pulled out the flashbacks.” Danny whined, letting the oven preheat like Chef told them to.

“C’mon, it’s only fair.” Duke played along, already ahead of the other groups.

Danny sighed, “Promise you won’t laugh.”

“Okay, it can’t be that bad.” Duke could already feel the smile cracking on his face.

“It is.” Danny drawlled, “So I live in the dorms right, and I got to pull some strings and room with one of my friends from back home this year. And well, let’s just say my family has a bit of a reputation for causing problems, and the kitchen definitely wasn’t an exception. One time my dad tried to make some soup for my mom because she got sick.” Duke nodded approvingly, that was a sweet gesture, “It was all fun and games until the bomb squad had to show up and long story short we had to move.”

“You’re joking.” Duke gaped at the bizarre story, but at Danny’s solemn expression, Duke couldn’t help but be appalled, “A bomb squad over soup.”

“My parents were never really heavy on lab safety,” Danny added, as if that explained everything, “But I burn one pot of water and maybe make a few extra-crispy eggs, and suddenly its all ‘Danny you’re not allowed in the kitchen unless you start taking actual classes’ and ‘Danny that's a biohazard’.”

“You burned a pot of water.” Duke echoed, Danny nodded innocently, “Water doesn’t burn.”

“Well, maybe you’re just not trying hard enough.” Danny sneered, trying to crack an egg on the corner of the bowl only for all the shell to fall in the bowl and the yolk on the counter.

“Somehow, I don’t think that’s true.” Duke said, taking the bowl from him and expertly cracking an egg single handedly. Danny looked on in awe. “You said you live in the dorms?” Duke asked easily.

“Oh yeah, all of the non-local scholarship kids have to.”

Before Duke could respond, a girl from the station in front of them whips her head around, “You said you’re here on a scholarship?” She asked almost oppressively.

Danny just as taken aback as Duke felt, “Uh, yeah.”

“Me, too. Have you heard anything about the Mentorship Program here? Apparently we all have to join.” The girl’s partner was looking between Duke and Danny confused, but returned to their cooking uninterested.

“Oh, yeah. They make us all join.” Danny nodded.

“I heard from some of the older kids, that no one actually gets picked for that. It’s just like a weird formality thing.” The girl spoke animatedly, “What department are you in?”

“Applied physics and engineering design.” The oven beeps that it was ready but no one moved.

The girl seemed to deflate that answer, “Oh, I’m doing culinary science.” And with that solid conclusionary statement, she turned around and got back to her work station.

Danny blinked, processing what just happened and slowly turning to look at Duke for proof that just happened. But the second the both of them met each other’s eyes, they burst into a fit of silent laughter.

Bent vunuralably over the table, trying to catch their breath, they were accosted by Chef Hermon. “The two of you are having a comedy club, not a cooking club.” Chef crossed his arms at the edge of the table. Duke was pretty sure he was trying to sold them, but the fake accent was making it hard to tell.

Danny cleared his throat and striated up, “Sorry, Sir.” He apologized quickly.

“Chef.” Hermon peered at them, his hat looking comically large and lopsided on his head now that Duke was getting a closer look.

“Sorry, Chef.” Duke amended, trying to keep his cool.

“Yes, finish cooking your cookies.” He nodded satisfied, leaving their station.

“Okay so,” Duke tried to recount what the last thing they did was, but one look at Danny trying desperately to hold in his laugh had ruined all of Duke’s efforts as well. Barely managing to get their cookies in the oven, over Chef’s fake german accent and floppy oversized chef’s hat.

“So scholarship for applied physics and engineering design, huh.” Duke recounted from earlier, impressed.

“Yeah…” Danny trailed off embarrassed, “It sounds kinda snotty.”

“Dude. That’s literally one of the hardest departments to get into, and the scholarship is no sneeze either. There’s no doubt you worked your butt off to get that.” Duke assured Danny as they sat in their stools waiting for the cookies to finish.

“Thanks,” Danny smiled sheepishly. They sat in a much more comfortable silence now before Danny spoke again, “What grade are you in by the way?”

“I’m in 10th. General studies for now, but I was thinking of doing medicine. You?”

“I could totally see you as a hot-shot doctor.” Danny nodded approvingly, “11th. Technically, I’m your upperclassman then.”

“Technically?” Duke asked.

“I mean, how old are you?”

“15.” Duke supplied confused.

“Me too. I skipped a grade in elementary school, so we’re actually the same age.” Danny explained, sheepishly.

“Dude, you're actually way smart.” Duke gaped in awe.

“Hey medicine isn’t a day walk either.” Danny nudged his arm playfully, “I’m glad the mentorship thing is just for show, though. Now that we’re upperclassmen, y’know. I would not want my hands full with some random rich kid.”

Duke laughed, “Yeah, that definitely sounds like a lot of work.”

Easily unfolding the conversation into various topics and interests Duke found that he didn’t mind that the cookies were burnt. Or that Danny was definitely weird. But in a good way. Duke was glad they met and would get to hang out and cook with their weird not-German Chef every week. And if Danny and Duke exchanged numbers and planned to hangout outside of club activities, then well who was going to stop them.

#a little fluff to make our day better #duke and danny #the world definitely needs more of them #they start off a little shaky but their bffs at the end #danny heard the chef's weird accent and thought it was bc of time travel shenanigans and decided it was just best not to comment on that #duke will def be rubbing his friendship with danny in the other bat's faces once he gets indoctrinated #jack blew up his house over chicken noodle soup and no one lets him live it down #Gotham Academy's Mentorship Program #dpxdc #dp x dc au #batpham #danny phantom #duke thomas #signal #phantom

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unknownchoatic · 2 months

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on Dusts first mission to farmtale he was still at the point of learning English where he could kind of understand people and he could maybe have a conversation. so when Nightmare was explaining what they were going to do Dust low key didn’t know what was happening. like Horror just dragged him through a portal and then he was on the surface

and like Farm was doing trade stuff with Horror and Dust sees the chickens and wanders off. eventually Farm finds him and Dust is like “what’s their names?” pointing at the chickens. Farm lists the chicken names and one is named “chicken” but in Korean

#tee hee #the sillies #language shenanigans of the multiverse #dust sans #nightmare sans #horror sans #farm sans #a chicken named chicken #farm and dust would actually be besties #they do little rants to each other in korean #i love them so so so much

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becca4leafclover · 6 months

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Hot take but Pierre's chicken bomb prank was WEAK

I am also a Hermitcraft fan though where their version of a chicken-bombing-the-giant-permieter is rigging in the course of like 3 hours, a large redstone timer module to infinitely produce chickens in an area with a vanilla redstone chunk loader, in a long series of other pranks, ultimately putting the cherry on top of the server's third prank war while the perimeter owner is on vacation for the weekend. Doc came back to like, genuine hundreds of thousands of chickens in his base. THAT'S a chicken bomb!

I will admit the Maxo-Pierre yaoi on the wall was a win for P, don't see that every day on Hermitcraft!

#admittedly im not a fan of pierre so im more critical of him #but this isnt genuine /neg #i just find it funny that my first thought on seeing the chicken bomb was 'thats it?'#hermitcraft has ruined my expectations of normal SMP shenanigans #becca rambles #qsmp #qsmp pierre #qsmp tubbo

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the-lapis-lazuli-corner · 1 year

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In This World, There Are People

Ace: I may be stupid but I am free.

Deuce: I may be free but I am stupid.

Epel: I may be-

Jack: I may.

Sebek: I.

Grim: .

Yuu/MC:

( Yuu/MC: Free how, you dolts? The Tomato Tyrant is literally your dorm leader. )

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ellenent · 1 year

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There is one sidequest from totk that I found it super relatable is that one the old lady shopkeeper from kakariko is short on eggs because her cuccos are laying them in a new place and she didn't figure it out where yet

When I had chickens that was a thing that happened all the time, they just change their nests as they please

Seeing this on tears of the kingdom was such a cute detail, having a sidequest like that; love the game even more by the little details it brings

#the legend of zelda: tears of the kingdom #totk spoilers #well very minor spoilers #totk #tears of the kingdom #also I did the cucco prophet quest and I felt like an fool #I just really like chickens okay #I'm glad you had more cucco shenanigans in totk

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meadow-roses · 12 days

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Is it Wednesday Chicken day?

every day can be Wednesday Chicken day if you're not a coward/jk

Okay but actually this ask is hilarious to me because of the backstory behind wednesday chicken as a keepers meme. Which I shall divulge in this post.

So Skylar is a time-traveler. Felix is also a time-traveler, but manages (usually) to keep himself more linearly following the universal timestream. Unfortunately though, this means Felix and Skylar's interactions are all over the place in their own personal timestreams. (for example in one meeting Felix is 65 and Skylar is 326, then the next time Skylar comes across Felix and they team up it's the next day from his perspective, but for Felix it's been 20 years and in that space of time he's interacted with Skylar numerous times that this 326 yod Skylar has not experienced yet and numerous times that he has)

I have no idea if that was comprehensible, I've always struggled to describe time theory lol

Anyway. One afternoon Skylar decides to do something nice for his buddy and goes out to buy him some fried chicken. It's Wednesday, they're chilling, Felix mentions that he's hungry. He goes out, buys the chicken (definitely not with cash from Felix's bedroom drawer. people don't accept gold coins as payment anymore smh) and teleports himself back to the house... but it's no longer Wednesday. He accidentally went to the wrong time. And so begins a saga of Skylar trying to find the correct time- the correct Wednesday- so he can give Felix the chicken. He's planned out in his head the way he wants to present it- announcing "Wednesday chicken!" as he enters the room, but to no avail. It's never Wednesday. There are many times Felix responds with pity, "Oh no, you're doing Wednesday Chicken?" and the dread builds in Skylar's heart. Will he ever succeed? Will he ever be free from this endless loop of always weekdays never Wednesday?

We're still undecided if he ever makes it. 😔

All this to say, Wednesday Chicken is not a concept bound by any calendar invented by man. It is a concept of the HEART. Feast my friends, any day can be Wednesday Chicken day if you choose to make it. But it has to be Wednesday.

#the keepers is a comedy actually /jk #this is why it's the tagline for the keepers sideblog adfsd #cause 'wednesday chicken' turned into shorthand for 'and then time-travel shenanigans happened'#so yeah #keepers #text #thank you for the ask!

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ikaraxiv · 11 months

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