"MUM! HELP!!" Molly's voice boomed and could be heard all across Chikin Island. Ginger's heart dropped and she ran as fast as her feet could carry her, following Molly's cries.
She arrived at the scene, Molly was stretching a stick out across the water, trying to get it to Frizzle who was thrashing desperately in the lake.
Luckily, with her mother's help, Molly was able to pull a very frightened Frizzle out of the water before it was too late.
Frizzle was shaking all over, soaking wet. And Molly couldn't tell if Frizzle was shaking because she was cold or if she was scared half to death.
"Girls, what happened?!" Ginger asked, her voice coming out all shaky from being so frightened herself.
"We were playing up in my tree and Frizzle slipped and...and..." Molly began, her words coming out rapidly.
Ginger walked past her daughter, noticing Frizzle was trembling like a maraca, her bottom lip quivering. The young hen was breathing rapidly, and was dripping wet.
"Frizzle? Are you alright, luv?" Ginger asked. And when she took the pullet into her arms, Frizzle broke down into tears.
"There, darling...you're alright...shhh..." Ginger shushed her, hugging young Frizzle as her sobs made her entire body quiver.
Frizzle at first tensed up, not being used to a mother's touch, but quickly melted into Ginger's arms, relishing the warmth and comforting presence.
Yeehaw! Some more comfort mini stories from your friendly neighborhood Chicken-Run-Head!
I headcanon that Frizzle is really afraid of deep bodies of water and cannot swim. Ginger, who's motherly instinct takes over, is ready to comfort her and take care of her after she nearly drowns.
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