Growing up on the country side of things certainly had its effects later on in life.

Having been around animals for as long as you could possibly remember, the thought of owning baby chicks was one you were more than excited about.

Fluffy yellow babies that squeak and chirp? Definitely wouldn't get annoying!

Oliver didn't exactly know what to expect.

This, however, was the last thing he'd imagine.

"They're a lot.. smaller than I thought they'd be."

Oliver stood over the crate with a slightly dumbfounded, slightly annoyed expression on his face, his arms crossed over his chest as he raised a brow.

The baby chicks nested in the wooden confines squeaked and chirped excitedly as they looked at the two of you, their small yellow bodies morphing into one big mass of fluff.