I'm in a bit of a crisis right now. I don't think I'm able to write anything good, so I'll spare you my ramblings.

Panel 1:
Parrot is having coffee.
P: Hi, good to see you. Sorry for not being around more often, I have so much work recently. There’s this one rich person who funded a new research project on AI robots and ... uh ... hang on
Panel 2:
On the other side of the table is the beautiful parrot, wearing a chicken costume.
P: ... Why do you look like a chicken?
BP: It’s a religious thing. I joined a cult.
P: You what?!
Panel 3:
BP: My boss thought it would be a fun idea for me to go “under cover” in this cult. One of their main religious symbols is literally a bucket. But these ducks are insane! I think they kidnapped someone. I’m scared. Do you think you could come with me to the next meeting?
Panel 4:
P: I don’t know, I really don’t want to get dragged into a cult. Why don’t you ask Rasta-Pigeon?
Panel 5:
BP: Really?! Why don’t you ask a snowman to go sunbathing? They haven’t left the house in years! Besides, what are they gonna do when things get serious. They won’t even defend themselves when you attack them directly. Useless.
Panel 6:
We see Rasta-Pigeon sitting in the corner next to them.
RP: I’m right here, you know?
BP: So?
RP: Okay, fair point.
BP: See?!