My mama's ringtone

I am at home, it's around nine p.m. and my parents have gone to some type of meeting a short distance away. I hear a man's voice, fuzzy and amplified, and the crowd's occasional reactions. It it entirely dark in my house.

My mama has left her phone here and I've heard it ring three times now in the past fifteen minutes. Her ringtone is children laughing, which sounds like it might be creepy but is actually not that bad.

We have two hens with broods, about ten tiny chicks between them. The mothers seem so large and vivacious, and are fierce protectors of their small offspring. Throughout the day the mothers are constantly tutting while the chicks are cheeping back, and the mothers will fluff up their feathers and let the chicks congregate under them, many tiny feet showing underneath.