They had had enough. They would no longer be fattened up and killed for their delicious insides. No, the chickens would no longer be man's tasty meal. Instead, man would be their tasty meal.
Inside the farm, hundreds of chickens came together. The main chicken stood high on a barrel, looking to his chicken brethren.
"My fellow chickens. Today, we have had enough. For too long, those disgusting pink skins have fattened us up so that they may chop us up and sell us at their building of evil... McDonalds. Well, my fellow chickens, we have had enough. Today we become one and, together, we will end the tyranny of the pink skins. We will be unstoppable. We will make them our meal!" The lead chicken said.
The rest of the chickens clucked together as they began marching towards the doors. They began fusing together, each chicken merging with another. The earth began to shake as the chickens continued to fuse and, soon, there was one massive chicken.
It broke through the doors, stomping its feet on the ground. All around were many other chicken sheds and Ultra Chicken would save them. It bashed through the sheds, freeing the chickens inside. One by one, the chickens hobbled over to Ultra Chicken and fused into it. It was becoming massive, unstoppable.
With all the chickens freed, it was time to take sweet revenge. Not too far off, the farm house stood with several pink skins looking at Ultra Chicken in confusion. Ultra Chicken quickly waddled over to the house and stomped on the pink skins as they tried to flee in their car. It would kill them all.
The sheep all watched as the massive chicken laid waste to the farm. The weird two-legged creatures were always so kind to the peaceful sheep. They could not allow the chickens to harm them any further. They rubbed their wool together, feeling their bodies merge with one another. The wool became puffier, the eyes became goofier, and the baa became baa-ier. It was... the Ultra Sheep.
Almost like a sonic boom, the Ultra Sheep baaed the fence away, attracting the attention of the Ultra Chicken. It would not hurt any more two-legged creatures today.
"Traitors," the Ultra Chicken said. "We could have lived in peace, even rule the world together!"
The Ultra Sheep licked its wool, menacingly. "You've baaed your last baa."
"We don't even baa!" The Ultra Chicken said
The Ultra Sheep baaed with the power of a hundred sheep. The Ultra Chicken fell to the ground, making the surround trees rumble. It pecked the ground to lift itself back up and turned its rear to the Ultra Sheep.
From the back, it shot several large eggs. The Ultra Sheep dodged every egg, all except for the final one. It smeared through the wool, bringing Ultra Sheep to baa in anger.
"Would you like those scrambled?" The Ultra Chicken said.
Ultra Sheep looked into Ultra Chicken's eyes. No more games.
Lowering its head, it sprinted at full speed, ramming Ultra Chicken. Ultra Chicken began pecking viciously at Ultra Sheep, trying to stay alive. Both clenched their teeth around each other's neck, ready to deliver the killing blow.
"Honey! It's dinner time!" A mother's voice said.
Billy Bob sighed as his mother said that. He hadn't finished the battle between his toy sheep and chicken.
He hurried to the kitchen, eager to finish his dinner so he could return to his toys. Billy Bob looked down at his plate, seeing chicken and vegetables. Feeling unnerved, he looked behind him at the window.
A chicken watched him.
