Ended Contest #4 Short Story Fiction Contest - 6th Annual BYC Easter Hatchalong

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Are you ready for a Short Story Fiction Contest!


Give us your best Easter or Hatching fiction story!


1st Prize: $25 Amazon Gift Card donated by JDchicks
2nd Prize: Rooster Light switch cover donated by Cynthia12
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The top 10 entries will be chosen by judges
A poll will determine the winners


CONTEST RULES
1. The contest is open to ALL BYC U.S. resident members only (void where prohibited).

2. Limit of one entry per person.
3. Your story must be 500 words or fewer, NO EXCEPTIONS.

4. The Story must be Easter or hatching themed.
5. Your entry must include at least one photo or drawing.
6. Entries may NOT have been previously published or used in other contests.
7. Author's name should NOT appear anywhere on pages of story.

8. The deadline is March 25th, 2015 Midnight PST
9. Finally, because it’s your story be as funny, poignant, witty, and educated as you wish!
ENTRY DEADLINE
March 25th, 2015 Midnight PST Post your short story on this thread!




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Peep went about her day as usual. Eat, drink, poop dirt bathe, peck a disrespecting hen. The usual. It was finally warming up, so she was happy. Peep soon felt that uncomfortable feeling in her abdomen, so she decided to go to the Nest Boxes to relieve it. The Nest Boxes are a place she visited everyday, and always deposited a lovely brown egg. Peep was always proud of it.

Peep saw a few other hens waiting around the nesting boxes. Peep assertively pecked them and hopped up to her favorite place to lay. After flinging all of the straw out of the box, Peep finally deemed herself comfortable to lay an egg. The uncomfortable feeling passed for a brief moment, before returning which Peep thought was odd.

Peep shook her head, and stood up to admire her work. But this egg wasn't her work. It was a colorful shade of pink. This surprised Peep. She figured that egg must of been in the Nest Box already, without Peep noticing its presence. Peep has never seen a pink egg before though.

Peep switched her attention back to that uncomfortable feeling; the egg she must of not laid. Peep sat back down, this time noticing this new egg on her belly. It felt different then eggs usually do. Peep brushed that thought away, and concentrated on the task at hand.

The egg feeling passed. Peep looked back to admire her work. But once again, this wasn't her work. There lay a yellow egg! Peep grew alarmed as the uncomfortable feeling returned. She has never laid so much in one day, let alone colorful eggs!

A few chickens looked to Peeps alarmed expression, so Peep tried to act natural as she sat down to hopefully pass her last egg. The other chickens returned to their tasks, ignoring Peep.

This time, when Peep turned around to look at the egg she laid, it was her normal, beautiful brown one. Before Peep had a chance to leave, the colorful pink and yellow eggs started to shake. Peep wanted them to stop, this wasn't normal. Peep pecked the pink one with as much force to crack a normal egg. This egg didn't crack, it almost sounded hollow.

Peep backed out of the nesting box, almost falling out. Peep used her big butt to try and block the other hens view, not many even so much as glanced at Peep. Peep watched the two eggs, almost scared at what would happen.

The two eggs stopped shaking, and both cracked open. Out spilled a variety of dried, colorful mealworms. Shades of blues, yellows, greens, and reds.

Out of instinct, Peep pecked them to see if they tasted as well as mealworms usually did. After being satisfied with the usual buggy taste, Peep turned away from the nest to call her fellow flock-mates to the unusual meal.

But by the time she gathered them, the two eggs and colorful mealworms where gone, leaving the one brown egg behind.

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Eggetha woke to the sound of Eggberts crow in the distance, high above on the rooftops. She opened her eyes and hopped off the roost just as the sun was peaking over the horizon. A sweet dew would have gathered on her favorite shrub and she would need to get walking if she was going to make it there before it dried. Step by step, head wobbling the whole way, she found her shrub. Drips glistening from the leaves she made her way to the back where all the sweetest flowers grew.

She jumped in surprise when she saw the fluffy tail of a bunny running through a hole the fence. She ran to the hole and poked her head through just in time to see a streak of what had to be pink, blue, and green. Now Eggetha has seen a few bunnies in her day but none that were colored like this.

Still a little confused Eggetha pulled her head back through the hole, and went back to her morning treat. She turned, head down as to not get poked by a low growing twig, and there on the ground was an egg. This egg was different than any Eggetha had ever seen. It was sitting up against the base of her shrub. She gingerly approached the odd egg, and inspected it from side to side, up and down. It was very odd indeed.



This egg was yellow, or maybe it was pink, it’s hard to say since the whole egg had spots and stripes, zig zags and swirls of every color covering the entire surface. Its beauty mesmerized Eggetha. She couldn’t pull her attention away from it until she heard the familiar sound of her dearest human and the small ones coming out to play. They sounded very excited and when she poked her head around the bush she saw one of the small ones running towards! He was coming very fast and had a large colorful basket in one hand.



Next thing she knew the small one had reached her shrub and was inspecting all around. Eggetha panicked, he would see the egg! She looked back and forth trying to decide what to do, but before she could the small one had snatched her beautiful egg up and was breaking it apart, eating what appeared to be candy from inside of it. Eggetha’s heart broke. Her head hung low when she heard a small thump on the ground. She looked and there laid the colorful empty shell of her egg under the sweetest flowers of her shrub. She looked inside; the empty shell had filled with the dew from the sweetest flowers from above.
 
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Eggetha woke to the sound of Eggberts crow in the distance, high above on the rooftops. She opened her eyes and hopped off the roost just as the sun was peaking over the horizon. A sweet dew would have gathered on her favorite shrub and she would need to get walking if she was going to make it there before it dried. Step by step, head wobbling the whole way, she found her shrub. Drips glistening from the leaves she made her way to the back where all the sweetest flowers grew.
She jumped in surprise when she saw the fluffy tail of a bunny running through a hole the fence. She ran to the hole and poked her head through just in time to see a streak of what had to be pink, blue, and green. Now Eggetha has seen a few bunnies in her day but none that were colored like this.
Still a little confused Eggetha pulled her head back through the hole, and went back to her morning treat. She turned, head down as to not get poked by a low growing twig, and there on the ground was an egg. This egg was different than any Eggetha had ever seen. It was sitting up against the base of her shrub. She gingerly approached the odd egg, and inspected it from side to side, up and down. It was very odd indeed.
This egg was yellow, or maybe it was pink, it’s hard to say since the whole egg had spots and stripes, zig zags and swirls of every color covering the entire surface. Its beauty mesmerized Eggetha. She couldn’t pull her attention away from it until she heard the familiar sound of her dearest human and the small ones coming out to play. They sounded very excited and when she poked her head around the bush she saw one of the small ones running towards! He was coming very fast and had a large colorful basket in one hand.
Next thing she knew the small one had reached her shrub and was inspecting all around. Eggetha panicked, he would see the egg! She looked back and forth trying to decide what to do, but before she could the small one had snatched her beautiful egg up and was breaking it apart, eating what appeared to be candy from inside of it. Eggetha’s heart broke. Her head hung low when she heard a small thump on the ground. She looked and there laid the colorful empty shell of her egg under the sweetest flowers of her shrub. She looked inside; the empty shell had filled with the dew from the sweetest flowers from above.
@Sambi89 Please add a picture or drawing.
Nice Story!
 

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