It was a quiet afternoon at the Oakville Public Library when a chicken confidently wandered through the front door, its feathers ruffled and its beady eyes darting about with a distinct sense of purpose.
The librarian, a kindly old gentleman named Harold, looked up from his desk, his brow furrowing in bewilderment as the feathered intruder approached him with an unmistakable urgency.
“Book book book,” the chicken clucked, its voice resonating through the hushed stacks.
Harold blinked, momentarily stunned by the peculiar request, but years of dealing with the library’s eclectic patrons had prepared him for even the most unusual of encounters.
With a shrug, he retrieved a book from the nearby shelf and handed it to the chicken, watching in bemusement as the bird waddled away, book in beak.
Harold had assumed that was the end of it and got on with his chores for the day.
But ten minutes later, the chicken returned, its demeanor noticeably agitated as it repeated its refrain: “Book book book.”
Assuming the fowl visitor desired a different literary selection, Harold obliged, exchanging the previous book for a fresh book.
Once again, the chicken departed, leaving a trail of bewildered patrons in its wake.
This pattern repeated itself several more times, with the chicken growing increasingly frantic with each return visit, its cries of “Book book book!” blurring into a single, frenzied squawk.
Finally, Harold decided to follow the enigmatic bird, his curiosity piqued by the bizarre series of events.
Harold trailed the chicken out of the library and into the nearby park, where it made a beeline for the tranquil pond at the center.
There, perched upon a lily pad, sat a frog, its bulbous eyes regarding the approaching pair with an almost comical solemnity.
To Harold’s astonishment, the chicken deposited the latest book at the amphibian’s webbed feet, stepping back expectantly.
For a moment, silence reigned, broken only by the gentle rippling of the pond’s surface.
Then, the frog opened its mouth, and in a deep, resonant croak, it uttered a single word:
“Reddit, reddit.”
