Blossom wrestled open the door, and Burt shot out like a bullet. “Be careful with my babies, Burtie boy,” she called after him. “What the—” Nick’s sentence was abruptly cut off by a white feathery thing that bounced off his head. With lightning-quick reflexes, Gabe snatched the flying object out of the air. A head emerged from the ball of fluff, then bobbed. Dull, emotionless eyes blinked at Riley. “Oh boy.” It was a fat feathery chicken. “Why did you hit me in the face with a chicken?” Nick demanded, rubbing his stubbled cheek. “I did not hit you in the face with a chicken,” Gabe insisted. “I
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