Duck Pic Novels & Stories

I could do short adventures even if they included sliding through dirt. We continued until Duke stopped and kneeled, looking at the dirt. He beckoned me forward with a finger and pointed. There were small prints in the sand. He pointed at the two front prints, then the two back which were single file with one foot slightly turned whereas the two front feet were evenly spaced. I had no idea what it was. Duke took out his phone and typed into it. “Rabbit.” Oh no. I hadn’t considered this could be a hunting expedition.

Sia looks at Type and smiles. "So you plan on protecting my daughter from ducks?" "Ducks are fucking spawns of hell if one comes near her the entire damn species will be extinct. I'm not even kidding. Fuck those damn birds." Sia bursts out laughing and shakes her head. Type scowls at her and she smiles. "Quack." "Okay the baby is mine now I will not allow my niece to be exposed to this!" Sia falls over from laughing so hard. "Don't change her diaper then I'm pretty sure the design on the waistband has ducks on it." Type eyes widen. "This poor girl." Sia wipes the tears from her eyes, stomach cramping from how hard she was laughing.

I looked at the pup’s name tag and cringed. Does she not realize that her dog is a French Bulldog and not an English Bulldog? Somebody needs to pray for that child, and it won't be me.

Alpha says. "Your soul is a brat?" James asks him. "The brattiest of them all," the alpha says getting up slowly, he took his sweet time going, the fear of waiting is much worse than the feeling of what's actually going to happen. We went to get her and then we found him, our third, well fourth, who walks like a duck, looks like a duck, and finally swims like a duck, James and I decided on naming him Ducky, and we're keeping him.

She finds my flouting of the no pet rule hilarious. Hudson recoils even though he's nowhere near her splash zone. "What is that?" "A guinea pig. You've never seen a guinea pig?" Hudson steps closer hesitantly. "Not in person. It's a giant furry rat." "Hey! Cupcake doesn't like to be described as a rat." I open the top of the guinea pig house and snatch Cupcake from the bottom. We snuggle noses to make up for Hudson's comment and then I put her back. "Don't you like animals?"

"Pfff.. puwapuwahaha! His name is Dick! Yours is Butt! Who the hell Are your parents! Fuck them! Haha! What a name.. dick!" *giggles... "Dick and Butt! Haha! You seem more like friends then. Haha!" Luis Park can't stop laughing. The names of these two God's made him laughed! Yet... This God, a God who looked like a Duck is boiling! He was beat in red! "Oh, oh!" Butt felt something is wrong with the air. "Master stop laughing or else...*paused.." But warned his master but he still keeps laughing. "HAHAHA!"

This startled the Rank 4 Duck Dark Race. "So that means you’re an outsider?" The Rank 4 Duck Dark Race stared at Lucas. "You're right." Lucas nodded. "Chee chee!" The Rank 4 Duck Dark Race giggled. "So, I guess I can feast on you since you're an outsider?" Lucas remained calm and said, "Sure." The Rank 4 Duck Dark Race was flabbergasted. "Are… aren't you afraid?" "Not at all," Lucas said. His comment made the Rank 4 Duck Dark Race angry. "If that's the case, I'll eat you."

"Is that the name of an animal? It does sound like one, doesn't it, my dear Brianna?" Brianna giggles and swats his arm playfully. "I think it must be the name of a dog, Lucien. Yes! It is, I just remembered that my friend Charlotte has a puppy. His name is Duke. I always call him this way whenever I want to feed him; Duke baby, Duke? Where are you? Your food is ready! It sounds nice, doesn't it?"

I asked as I looked at the brown dog. Lupa giggled as the brown dog looked at me with what I swore was disgust. Hey, it's not my fault that doodles have become a fad. "A Chesapeake Bay Retriever. They're a hunting dog similar to a lab, but cooler. So, where'd you find him?" Damian answered my question and repeated his own.

Confused because no one usually uses that spot in a heavy rain. He was wearing a black hoodie. Occasionally puffing smoke from his cigarette with his right hand. While the other remained tucked inside his hoodie's pocket. There was a long moment of silence. Then he stares at the sky. "It's raining cats and dogs tonight. You can have my umbrella if you want." This guy tosses his cigarette on the ground and steps on it. While his other hand still remained in his pocket. "Thanks but no thanks my pad is just a walking distance from here. Have a good night."