Something about that bird made Reggie's skin crawl. He hated Jack the second he showed up. Who the hell did he think he was? "Go back to the first thanksgiving," he said. "And you're coming with me." Reggie obliged with the hopes that this bird would get off his tail feathers already. One moment he's living freely without the constant anxiety of being slaughtered and eaten every November, the next some crackhead wants to take him back into time. "Weirdo," he mumbled. Little did Reggie know, Jack would soon change his life, and for the better.
It'd been a whole year, and the two often looked back fondly at the memories the two shared. While Jack had settled down from getting turkeys off the menu at Thanksgiving, Reggie almost missed those adventures. Well, not necessarily the adventure part. If you asked him, his immediate response would be Jenny. Jenny was one of the most beautiful birds Reggie laid eyes on. Her blue eyes, thick thighs and hip, the way her pretty white feathers glistened in the warm sun, she was just magical. She was the only one for Reggie. She was just different compared to the other turkeys in the farm... she was simply perfect for him. But that remain the case.
