Reunion

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     Jarin wasn't the kind of person to be all that bothered by his body condition. He kind of fluctuated naturally in his younger years when he ate too much junk food he got a little squishy in the middle. When his moms started feeding him salads, he'd drop back down again and all was fine. But his mind never dwindled on it. But he had noticed other changes from his body after picking up riding. He had gone through so many pants! He'd fit a pair at the beginning of the month and by the end, he'd squat down to pick up a shoe and hear the "cccrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiip-" of yet another seam giving up on supporting any of his backside. Okay, so he bought all of his pants, hell, all of his clothes, from the clearance rack, but still...it was turning into somewhat of an embarrassment!
     What really connected the dots was a couple well-placed critiques from Tristan. Since he returned to work for RidgeRunner, Jarin was determined to get back into his English riding. Well, Tristan had not been impressed with how lax Jarin had gotten in his exercises. Apparently, his horse wasn't the only one out of shape. He was still doing his runs but not doing his yoga had made him quite stiff with a weakened core. He made the mistake of asking Sydney what he thought… "Ain't no toe touches gettin' rid of that fatass. 'Sides, it makes a nice di-" followed by some horribly disgusting and crude words that made Jarin run for the door, sneakers in his hand and on a mission to get back in shape!
     He had missed yoga and doing his stretches! It was relaxing once he convinced his body it wasn't going to snap in half and he could relax into the poses. Aaaahhhhhh. That was the spot. He let his leg drop down, arched over his head, keeping other leg coiled back to counterbalance his weight. A beautiful day for a nice stretch. He closed his eyes and just took a moment to listen to the quiet nature around him.
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"Chirp, chirp."
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Shhhhhhhh- "k-k-ki-k-" sch sch.
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"Buaaaaaaahhhh."
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Sch, sch, sch, "Bwuaaaah"
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Flap! Flap! Flap! "ER-ER-ERRRAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!"
     Jarin's eyes snapped open, almost tipping forward and sitting on his own head! His heart about leaped from his ribs and took off without him! What on Earth!? WALKING FUR BALLS! He was surrounded by animated fur balls!! "AH-" one had a beak…He squinted and looked a little closer...were they...some kind of bird? Just as he thought it, one of the black fur balls looked at his leg in the air curiously. She squatted down and then flapped her wings furiously. Her fluffy wings failed to catch any air and she flopped by to the ground. "Bwuaah-ah-ah!" She told the rest of the crew about her endeavors, strutting off with her beak to the air like it was Jarin's fault. One of the grey and yellow ones looked a little closer at the predicament. She squatted in front of Jarin's face.
     "H-hello, there," he said quietly, unsure of what was happening all of a sudden. "Am I interrupting your- eeeyah!" He ducked his head down as the little bird flapped at his head. The others started chanting their concerns until she managed to get on top of his head. Jarin was terrified to move, his muscles trembling to remain tight and hold still. Ohgod.
     But that wasn't the ultimate goal. The hen looked further up, scrambled and slipped up his shirt, squawking and flapping her wings until she managed to conquer the round platform! Jarin's cheeks didn't fail to turn a shade red. It took every part of his will not to go absolutely mental that there was a chicken sitting on his freshly spread butt cheek. And then she started to walk over his butt! He strained so hard not to flinch, jerk, or explode. It seemed she was more interested in his outstretched toes. Which was totally fine by Jarin! Anything but his butt.
     He glanced up, seeing she had gotten to his knee when another furious storm of flapping feathers jumped at his face! "H-hey! Hang on! What's the rush! One at a time!" He ducked again, scared of catching a talon in his eyeball. They might have been small, but they had a lot of toes under those feathers!! Flapping and squawking at each other as three more made the mighty climb up the squishy, warm "tree" after seeing their fellow flockmate make the journey.
     Jarin kept his face buried in the grass, burning it dry from the heat of his embarrassment. One peck too personal made him flinch(shouldn't have worn a fun floral print with dots that looked like bugs...), sending the girls into another flap and squawk fest until they regained their balance again. He really had to lean his bent leg back so he didn't tip over, dumping them all and potentially squashing one in the process. He glanced up, worry in his eyes. Was he...a tree now? The hens settled on his knee, squatting down, almost melting in place and chatting quietly among themselves.
     "Ah- h-hey!" He felt a little poke on his cheek. He looked down and saw a red fluff ball staring back at him. Or well...its beak was pointed at him. He couldn't actually see through the fluff to even see if they had eyes! They must have to be able to climb like they had. Just to the side of him, two more had found his shoes! A brown and grey fluff had nestled down in them, looking awfully comfortable. "A-are you sure you should be in there?" Jarin asked. "They probably smell-ah-hey!"
     He got poked in the cheek again, closer to his eye this time. He was under attack! The red chicken bit at the bottom rim of his glasses and gave a little tug, really planting his fuzzy toes and pulling back. His other orange lookalike started chanting, "baka bok bok bak!" Like he was cheering his brethren on! Take the shiny!
     Jarin pinched his eyes shut, unable to do anything against his face-bully or he'd upset the hens on his leg! He felt the poke of a beak on his nose and his glasses come right off his face! He opened his eyes and see the little rooster with a mouthful of glasses hopping and skipping away with his shiny prize! Jarin's mouth fell open. He couldn't believe what had just happened! Attacked by a mob of adorable fluffy chickens while minding his own business! What was going on!? Was there a target on his back!? Where had they come from!?
     The rooster didn't carry the glasses off far; they were too clunky and awkward. He and his orange fluff pecked at them a couple times, cooed at the ladies to try and convince them they had struck it rich. But the girls weren't convinced, staying quite happily perched in the crook of Jarin's leg or tucked in his shoes.
     Jarin smiled helplessly. Well, he supposed, this wasn't all bad. They were awfully adorable...they seemed to be friendly for the most part...he gasped! He knew these chickens! He had met them before! This very spot! He had completely forgotten about them! These were the adorable little chicks he had come across when he had been exercising his mare, Jellybean with him! They were all grown up now! Had to be them! They had crawled all over him then too! "Awwwww guys!!!" He was so happy to see them! A happy reunion!
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     He whimpered, feeling his spine tremble slightly. How long...was he going to have to stay in this pose?


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REMEMBER THIS:

I bet you don't xD Because it was sooooo long ago before Jarin even had a solidified plotline xD He was still just a baby boy with his baby birds <3 
AND NOW LOOK AT HIM <3 :''D Riding ponies at shows, doing okay for himself, a love interest, a job, lots of ponies; he's grown so much :''D 
And yet, he's still much of the same boi he's always been <3 I'm proud of the boyo for surviving xD

Naked Sketch:


SO, if you don't know me, I have a deep love for chickens <'3 They are so damn precious. I have a tiny flock of my own. I've featured one of them in art before: 
   
My beloved Wookie who returns to ride Jarin's toes here xD She was one of my first Silkie hens and I loved her to pieces so she's been immortalized into my art permanently now >:'') As have the rest of my fluff balls. I love these silly birbs <3

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Jarin/Sydney/Jellybean/Art © Drasayer
Tristan © Saoradh 
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