Soo, I wake up too
see I’m in a bit of trouble. Like tied on a wooden stick and about to be burned
alive kind of trouble. I nodded at the situation…that’s right NODDED. I nodded
like boss too but whatever, I digress. I mean, this happened all the time. The
evil Bunny would try to do something evil and me and my stupid ducks would try
to save the day. I swear this is the last time I let her talk me into being a
super hero. What kind of super hero?? A LAME ONE. The bunny mocks me, saying “Ohhh
Im soo scared to be tripped in the bath tub.” Well you know what buddy…ONE DAY.
One day me and my ducks will trip you up in that bath tub and you’ll cry too!
Now, I should be worried about being burned alive right? Nope. Not this guy.
Cause my friend, she…she conned me into this duck boy idea. She gets to be the
cool one while I look like an idiot. Sheee should be coming any minute now. Oooh…I
hear rocket boots. “Nooooo-Duuuuck boy!” Wow she really almost called me by
name. Nice one Robot girl Nice. Finally
she finds me and stands there for a bit “Duckie what are you doing? o3o” o3oß Would be the face she would use if we were chatting
on the internet. “OOOOH I don’t know, bout to be fried duck. But no pressure, I
don’t need saving and all.”