Chapter 1: Space Chicken

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In the front yard, chickens, cows and pigs hang out all making their respective sounds. A jogger runs by. We close up on him, as he runs and listens to music via earpiece

He stops, having heard a strange sound, and takes his earpiece out

Jogger: Hmm?

He looks to our left. The sounds of a driving tractor can be heard, and we see two kids and tarkata friend, Cricket and Tilly Green and Baraka, drive over a passing car

He laughing

The tractor lands in the mud, spins, then lands in front of the house

She falls off, but Cricket and Baraka remains on the tractor

They looks over to the jogger and the viewers

Cricket: Oh, hi there. We're your new neighbors.

They walks over and sticks out his right hand

Cricket: My name's Cricket. Cricket Green.

Cricket: And this is my tarkata friend, Baraka.

The tractor catches on fire. The camera cuts back on to the jogger, who is now covered in mud, and takes no response 

He groans

He continues running and listening to his music

Baraka: Hey, where ya goin'? Oh, okay, you're busy. That's fine. Hm.

He blows raspberries

Baraka: Well, stop by any time!

The father, Bill Green, comes out in panic and notices the tractor on fire

Bill: Cricket and Baraka, what are ya two doin', boys? Have you both lost your mind?!

He frantically tries to put out the fire with his hat

Baraka: Now, Bill, We can explain.

Flashback

They mowing the lawn with the tractor

Cricket: At first, We were mowin' the lawn.

Cut to Cricket and Tilly and Baraka mowing the lawn of a golf course

Cricket: Then, We were mowin' other lawns.

They get hit by golf balls

Golfer: Fore!

Cut to Cricket and Tilly and Baraka nervously riding the tractor on the streets

Cricket: Then it just kinda got out of hand.

End of Flashback

Cricket: Honestly, We don't know how We made it back here.

Bill: Tilly, ya all right?

Tilly Green: I have seen danger... and I love it.

Bill: Listen, kids, I know it's been difficult adjustin' to city life, but we've got neighbors to consider now.

He waves to a neighbor

Bill: Oh, hi, Mrs. Lewis.

Cut to Mrs. Lewis, a grumpy old woman who lives in an apartment next door to the Greens

Mrs. Lewis: Clean up your junky yard, ya hillbilly!

She closes her window

Bill: The point is, folks don't know us yet, so we wanna make a good impression.

Baraka: A good impression. Bill, consider it done.

He patting Cricket and Baraka on the head

Bill: Attaboy.

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