Happy Chicken Run 2 Release Day Everyone!!!!!!

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Final post of Nick and Fetcher storyboards. Resource gathering for the crate and chicken or the egg discussions.

So I’ve heard that Dr. Fry is a simp for Melisha which is just great

Can we talk about that as bumbling and comedic as Rocky’s role was in the sequel, he was consistently just putting himself in harm’s way and dangerous situations without thought because absolutely nothing was keeping him from his girls?? Always going forth with this steely look on his face?? It’s such a development from the self-serving and “HIDE ME!!” we saw from him at the beginning of the first movie.

(I also like…really appreciate that this is also so consistent to his backstory; the guy was routinely shot out of a cannon so yeeting himself across great distances comes naturally.)

I did that six fanarts thing!

Rocky and Ava as a chick💕🐓 Ava trying to copy her dad❤️ below is a flashback with Rocky and Ava

Ava was playing a game of chicken, chicken, duck with her brothers and sisters since it was a nice day and their mother had wanted the little ones to go have some fun for awhile. Ginger was busy for the past few days and couldn't spend time with them. Rocky had gone on a supply run with Bunty and Agnes for almost two weeks since the sanctuary was running low on a few things

It was Lillian's turn and she was making her way around the outside of the circle when Ava caught a glimpse of her father walking up the hillside near where the sign of the sanctuary was

"Duck!" Lillian shouts as she tapped the ginger chick on top of her head, running away to avoid being tagged

Ava had no interest in the game anymore and quickly scrambled to her feet, taking off like a shot in the direction of her father

"Daddy!" She chirps

Rocky's caring brown eyes lit up when he saw his little girl and scooped up the chick into his wings after putting down some moss, embracing her

"My little Avy Wavy. How's my princess doing today?" He smiles down at her

"Better now that you're back." Ava giggles at her nickname

Rocky chuckled softly at the chick and pressed his beak to her forehead for a kiss before putting her down and picking up the moss, walking away to drop off the supplies

The Rhode Island Red had started to walk to his hut after finishing the task when he looked down upon hearing small footsteps beside him, Ava being his little shadow and following the rooster

"Why don't you go play with the others?" He asked

"But I want to be with you." Ava said

Rocky sighs softly as he rubbed the back of his neck. It was certainly difficult for him to turn down his daughter for he couldn't stand to break her little heart

"Oh alright."

"Yay!!!" Ava cheers

"Daddy needs a nap though before we can do anything else." Rocky said

"Ok, I'm a little worn out anyway." Ava reaches up to hold her father's wing or at least a finger or two

Ginger had walked into the hut to grab her binoculars when she saw Rocky asleep in their nest with Ava on his chest, his wings draped over her protectively. It was absolutely adorable

She quietly approached the two sleepyheads and pulled a blanket over them, taking a moment to admire this sight. The hen then leaned down to give them both a soft kiss on the forehead before leaving the hut

Ava would always be Rocky's precious little girl for years to come

I was wondering if you could do Kingdom of the Planet of the Apes one shot where Mae and Noa are sitting by a fire in a cave, like you know how some movies do like silhouette scenes where the light shines on them but you can only see their silhouettes and they're talking very softly I'm not really sure you can come up with something maybe it's something serious or like something touching or heartwarming. But I always imagine they would be tired and like exhausted or something or emotionally or physically but they're like getting closer to each other I mean they're Bond or something which eventually mae fall asleep on him and he feels all awkward X3

Okay, I'm being so serious right now what I say that I LOVE THIS REQUEST!! So frickin' wholesome and cute. I'm usually one to go into serious and darker content, but I couldn't miss the opportunity to write some fluff. I had a lot of fun writing this. I hope you have just as much fun reading the finished product :) :)

Signs of Constant (Noa/Mae)

Synopsis: A quiet night by the fire leads to sharing the beauties of two different world.

(This story is unedited. Edits will be conducted at a later date).

In the serene warmth of the fire in front of him, Noa observed Mae.

He studied her face like it was the last time he’d see it. And it very well could be; she’d been gone for two springs, off with who he assumed to be a group of intelligent ech- humans- so who knew how long she’d be gone for next time. When Anaya alerted him of her presence, Noa had felt this warm wave in his gut that pushed him to see her without a second thought.  

Through the limited lighting of the dancing flames, Noa took in her every feature.

Noa could see a faint scar on the bottom right side of her chin, one that hadn’t been there the last time she was around. Her hair looked different too. Darker? No, it was just the night. It did look shorter, but only slightly. It was still in that lose braid he last saw her with.

Something that hadn’t changed, however, was her eyes. Even with hues of orange engulfing the small cave the two were huddled in, its raging colors were no match against the cerulean shade in her eyes. Even before the two were formally introduced he’d first noticed the striking color, a color that shood out against the earthy browns and greens of his clan. They somehow seemed to shine brighter on the night.

As if reading his mind, Mae blinked in his direction. She smirked slyly as Noa quickly looked down at his lap. “Gotcha,” she teased lightly.

Noa silently prayed his dark pelt could hide whatever heat was radiating off his face. He turned to look behind him, instead focusing on the massive silhouettes on the rocky backdrop. It was clear enough the height difference between the two, but the fire only made it more obvious- almost monstrous.

An ape and a human. Two different species, two different worlds. Different ways of life and how they think the world should work. And yet they were at peace with one another.  It shouldn’t be possible, and yet here they were, sharing a fire.

Mae follows Noa’s field of sight. She watches the shadows behind them bounce across the rock wall. Noa side eyed her. A smile began creeping upon her face.

“My mom always did this when we had a fire,” Mae explained as eh shuffled herself to turn around, her back facing the fire. “You can tell stories with the fire.”

The put her hands up and together. She stacked her thumbs on top of each other and made a slight cup with her hands. She displayed it in front of the fire, and…

“It’s a bird,” Mae moved her hands in a fluid motion as if the creature was in flight. Noa couldn’t’ hide the amused chortle, only making the girl’s smirk grow into a toothy smile. Noa could feel a quickening sensation in his heart. Her eyes seemed to shine brighter through her smile- brighter than the flames in the pitch black night- because of her smile.

Mae changed her hands to form a new shape. This beast had a snout similar to that of a boar, but without jagged teeth or short, flappy ears- whereas this thing’s ears stood at attention. “It’s a dog.”

Noa gave her a confused glance. Mae put her hands down immediately after.

“The hands… are like sign.”

“I don’t know sign.”

Noa twisted his whole body to fully face Mae and she silently did the same. He put up one hand and took a deep breath before slowly twisting his fingers into different shapes. He’d tuck a finger into his parm or point to the side. He took a moment before moving onto each letter to let Mae absorb what she was seeing.

“Fire,” he whispered. Mae looked at her own hand. She glanced up at Noa’s hand and back down at hers before trying for herself. Noa watched the girl tale her time forming each character. When she’d make a mistake, he repeated the sign until she’d get it right.

Noa released a breath he didn’t know he was holding. He softly smirked. There was so much to learn from one another. So much to teach as well, it seemed.

Mae looked outside past the fire. The only thing visible in the dead of night was the celestial body of stars. It was a constant in this rapidly changing world. Noa found reassurance that, no matter what happened, he could as least look up each night and find that the stars hadn’t left him.

Noa signed without looking away from the girl. “Stars,” he murmured. She followed quickly in suit and mirrored his gestured. “Stars,” she mimicked quietly.

The ape nodded in approval. He raised his hand one more time, this time spelling out each word as he shaped it.

He tucked his thumb between his pinkie and ring finger. “M.”

Made a fist but being sure to keep his thumb exposed. “A.”

Noa’s fingers touched each other tightly and sat atop his thumb.

Mae beat him to finish the word.

“E.”

The two watched one another carefully. The silence that once brought Noa comfort now made him feel awkward, almost uneasy. Whereas Noa would stare at Mae, it seemed that she was doing it to him- thinking to herself, forming possible judgments. What did she see that he couldn’t?

The intensity in her glare suddenly shifted and her she relaxed her shoulders. Mae squeezed her eyes shut and dipped her head. She stretched out her arms and yawned. Before Noa could register what was happening, Mae leaned closer to him, resting her head against his shoulder.

Noa stiffened like a board. He heard his breath and eyed the fragile girl (though she was far from fragile outside of the physical scene). The fire was beginning to die down. Even so, Mae still did not shiver against Noa’s body.

He waited a minute, two, ten before settling on the idea that she’d fallen asleep. He tilted his head to catch a glimpse of her peacefully slumbering form.  The young ape felt truly honored to feel trusted with this precious girl’s life in such a vulnerable state.

Noa was just about to allow himself sleep when he heard a tiny voice against him:

“Tomorrow, I want you to each me your name.”

hmm yes I think I like drawing chicks 🥺

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