Peter and the chicks

OLEG:

Peter...where are you?

 

PETER:

At the playpen. Feeding chicks.

 

OLEG:

Huh, that's Romeo's playpen and not for the chicks. They make a mess of it. There's poop everywhere. Yikes. They need to go back in the henhouse.

 

PETER:

No way...the parents need rest. I'll look after them until Easter.

Ouch! Help Oleg...a chick is pecking my special place at my back.

 

OLEG:

I don't like the idea of those chicks in the playpen. It takes a lot of time

Besides, we still have to buy a present for your very best friend Scout, because it's his birthday soon.

 

PETER:

Has already been arranged Oleg!!!

 

OLEG:

Tell me...what present do you have for Scout?

 

PETER:

It's a secret, but I'll tell you

(Peter whispers in Oleg's ear)

 

OLEG:

OMG.....are you kidding????

 

PETER:

Of course I'm not kidding

You know I'm always very serious.

 

OLEG:

Well....I do think Scout loves it.

Done