[Jazzy]

The chicken nods and goes back to praying. “I-I’m sorry…”

Fern suddnely comes running back with a chicken same as her following her. It’s an older one, and maybe even male. They look related. The instant the other chicken sees Snidely, their face drains of color.

[Wake]

Snidely looks at the two of them with a somewhat bored look in his eyes and blinks once slowly, “Yes?”

[Jazzy]

Fern looks back at the other chicken. The other chicken speaks up, it’s a male. “Fern? Why is this…this…kind of chicken in this church? He’s a rebel! An outsider…”

[Wake]

Snidely lets his head fall back and sighs, “A trouble maker, a bad egg, a druggie, a criminal, a drop out, blablabla… I’ve heard it all before so cut to the chase, will ya?”

[Jazzy]

“Fern, get this rebel out of this church!” The male shakes his head and crosses his wings.

“But dad, I brought him here for a reason! So you can help him!” Fern smiles at her dad, who is also the male chicken. She turns her head to Snidely and smiles big, too.

[Wake]

Snidely narrows his eyes slightly at Fern’s smile and turns his head away, putting his legs up on the bench in front of him, “Whatever you say, sweetheart.” he mumbles somewhat sarcastically.

[Jazzy]

Fern’s dad’s eyes lower. “Sweetheart, I love you very much, and I get that you’re just tying to help, but, these people are people we just can’t help. They need more than a church.”

Fern eyes roll. “Remember that one guy, who looked like him,” Fern points to Snidely. “You saved him! Now he’s the market manager.”

“Honey, that man was possessed.” his eyes look around the building and land on Snidely. “This boy is different.”

[Wake]

Snidely snorts, “Possession? Really?” He tilts his head back to look up at the church rafters, letting out a chuckle, “this place is more backwoods than I thought.”

[Jazzy]

Fern’s father looks away. “I have better things to do than waste my time on this. I’ll be leaving now.” he turns and begins walking down the aisle to go to his office.

Fern sighs, sitting next to Snidely. “Ugh! I thought it was gonna work.” she crosses her wings.

[Wake]

Snidely closes his eyes, a slight smile on his beak, “Ah, don’t sweat it kid,  even if he did give us the time of day its not like anything would’ve happened anyway.”

[Jazzy]

Fern slouches. “Well, it’s just that it looks like you need some help! You look sad and unhappy. Look at what you’re wearing! It’s so…depressing.”

[Wake]

“Depressing…” Snidely echoes to himself, glancing to the cuff of his leather jacket, a hint of irritation in his voice. He crosses his wings behind his head and leans back, sighing sharply, “Someone like you would say that…”

[Jazzy]

Fern looks at him, snarling. “How rude! A young man like you should never say that to a young lady, like myself! Learn your manners!” she scoffs, looking away.

[Wake]

Snidely clicks his tongue and says with a quietly authoritative voice, “Maybe you should learn your place, kid, you don’t even know who I am.”

[Jazzy]

Fern gets out of the bench, looking at Snidely. “Listen here you punk. You’re in my chruch. Under my rules. You’re the one who needs to learn their place. And same here, you don’t know who I am.” Fern crosses her wings, sticking out a leg and tapping her foot against the floor.