Not a happy chappie

The blue ointment went on to Chris being rubbed in by Katrina, Alota and Tara. Chris looked like a giant blue smurf with rabbies because the ointment bubbled to show that it was working.
After Chris had been sorted he was wrapped in clingfilm to keep the ointment on then carried into his bedroom. He was on his own now, the only bloke in a house full of women.
After the incident the girls split up, tara went into the girls bathroom to try and remove feathers from her hair, Katrina went out into the garden to feed the chickens (that's if they are not already dead) and Alota went into the living room. It was too quiet, Jay was always there to brighten things up, to laugh at pathetic attempts of jokes, mainly made by Alota but hell at least she tried.
 
"Jay's gone, Chris is unconsious, Tara's busy pulling feathers out of her hair, Katrinas cleaning bird crap off the chicken hutch, I'm bored" Alota sighed,
 
"I'm not a happy chappie".