Hatchling

Emmett pulled the door open quickly, surprised at Phoebe's urgent tone from inside. He really had no idea what to expect as he entered, shutting the door behind him and walking forward to stand behind her. His eyes fell onto the egg before the both of them, shaking and scratching on the ground. It definitely wasn't going to hatch a chicken, he could tell that much. "Uh...Bee, what is that..?" He asked, pointing to the egg as if it wasn't obvious what he was asking about. Emmett You think that luck has left you there But maybe there's nothing Up in the sky but air And there's no mystical design