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fandomtownies2018-07-03 07:15 am
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Furnado Animal Shelter, Tuesday
This right here was probably why Zack wasn't allowed to just leave things alone and see what happened, back in his SOLDIER days. He'd come in to work and had done all of his duties pretty quickly down in the main area, so he'd headed up to the roof to check on the chickens.
Apparently, the egg that the toad had been sitting on had hatched. Zack had figured it out when almost every living thing inside the chicken coop, including the toad, appeared to be a stone statue. The one exception, of course, was the baby cockatrice that was having itself a snooze in the nest where it had been hatched.
Zack sighed and rummaged through his pockets for a few softs, and set to work restoring the chickens to their former feathery glory. What kind of good Gongaga boy would he be without a handful of those stashed away for an emergency, right? Once that was done and he was surrounded by cooing, scratching, pecking chickens again, he gathered up the baby monster chicken in one hand and the stone toad in the other, and then headed downstairs again with them both. The toad would probably make an okay paperweight - a good Gongaga boy also knew better than to trust a toad - and so long as it had plenty of mealworms and nothing startled it, the baby cockatrice was actually kind of snuggly.
... He'd anonymously have it shipped to a zoo on Gaia before the day was through. He didn't really have the heart to kill it.
[OOC: Open!]
Apparently, the egg that the toad had been sitting on had hatched. Zack had figured it out when almost every living thing inside the chicken coop, including the toad, appeared to be a stone statue. The one exception, of course, was the baby cockatrice that was having itself a snooze in the nest where it had been hatched.
Zack sighed and rummaged through his pockets for a few softs, and set to work restoring the chickens to their former feathery glory. What kind of good Gongaga boy would he be without a handful of those stashed away for an emergency, right? Once that was done and he was surrounded by cooing, scratching, pecking chickens again, he gathered up the baby monster chicken in one hand and the stone toad in the other, and then headed downstairs again with them both. The toad would probably make an okay paperweight - a good Gongaga boy also knew better than to trust a toad - and so long as it had plenty of mealworms and nothing startled it, the baby cockatrice was actually kind of snuggly.
... He'd anonymously have it shipped to a zoo on Gaia before the day was through. He didn't really have the heart to kill it.
[OOC: Open!]