He made friends with the cannibals he met while travelling through the jungle. This was because he was the only one with a gun.
That first night he treated them to dinner around his campfire.
"MMMmmm!" said the leader of the cannibals, smacking his lips as he ate. "Tastes like chicken..." The other cannibals grunted their wry assent.
The explorer looked at them. "That's because it is chicken."
All of the cannibals' eyes widened in shock. They spat out the pieces in disgust.
"You fiend! How dare you!"
One of the cannibals began looking around desperately. "Wait! Where's Frank?"
"Who's Frank?"
"He's our Inspirational Chicken! Where did he go?"
Their dinner host shrugged his shoulders and gestured to the cooking pot.
"FRAAANNK!"
Written in five minutes from the writing prompt, "The Taste of Chicken" as part of the #freewrite exercise. You can view the prompt here and check out the other entries; some of the best of quickdraw fiction stories on Steemit are available for your entertainment & edification. Thanks to @marrianewest for creating and running this scintillating and effervescent writing challenge.
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