[chickens are all let out of their coop] *WARNING THIS WILL BE A LONG POST*
Bisquick: FRESH AIR!!!!

YES!!!! *jumps in a pile of leaves*
Buttermilk: *leaf flutters around her* Blech, elch, get it off!! Bisquick, please.
Snap: I'm going up in the trees 'til lunch is ready!!

Junior: Same here!!!
Bisquick: Ahahaha!!! *continues rolling in leaves*
Buttermilk: *facewing* I'm.... so... sorry about her. *glares at Bisquick*
Snap: Bisquick, I bet you can't beat me up to the hemlock!!

Bisquick: *scrambles out of leaves* Can too!!!!

[Bisquick and Snap start racing to hemlock]
Junior: *races to catch up with Bisquick and Snap*
Buttermilk: *tosses head* Hooligans. *rolls eyes*
[I'm making lunch in the springhouse]
Me: *starts shaking container*
Buttermilk: Okay, now guys, after lunch I call the dustbath next to it, then I'll-
Junior: *flings dirt everywhere*
Buttermilk: AAHH!!! MY NEWLY CLEANED FEATHERS!!! Plbth!! Elch, get it off!! :O
Me: LUNCH TIME GUYS!!!!
[Every chicken comes racing down to the lunch wall]
Bisquick: MMMmmm!!

Trail mix!!

Buttermilk: *daintily pecks out of her bowl* Goodness Bisquick, you just scarffed down your bowl of trail mix!!
Snap: *peck peck peck peck peck peck*-
Junior: Ahem. *looks at Snap*
Snap: *peck peck peck peck*
Junior: A
hem. *looks at Snap really hard*
Snap: *peck peck peck peck*
Junior: AHEM
Snap: *peck peck peck peck*
Junior: A
HEEEEEMMMMM!!!!!!
Snap: My goodness Junior, you have quite the sore throat there!!! *looks at Junior funny*
Junior: Gaah! I don't have a sore throat!! I was trying to get you to stop pecking the dish so hard!!!
Snap: Oh well.
[Bisquick and Buttermilk race to dustbath]
Junior: I'm kinda full-
Bisquick: *jumps out of dustbath* I'll have your scraps!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*knocks Junior over*
Junior: OW!!! LOOK OUT BISQUICK!!
Bisquick: Sorry.