iroin0

im boring. do you realy want me to tell you the story about the duck and the dog? fine. well the duck went quack to the dog. there is a logical explination for this; for being a duck they do seem-as scientists have definately pointed out-to quack alot. the dog barked. this is also not very odd, we all know and have probably all heard dogs barking some time in our life, nothing odd about that. time passed, and the two creatures barked and quacked at each other. each felt slightly alienated by the other which was odd in a way, for people usualy feel alienated by more than one of another kind. these were rather dumb creatures though, and they both felt their attempts to communicate and create either some bond or hatred were feeble. now these feelings they now felt where very odd for a creature like that so they stopped making their noises, and calmed down. instead of chaos they chose peace. they sat and thought how in the world they could connect. it seemed so hard. so difficult to connect when this creature so differant was so close. suddenly something clicked in both minds at the same time. a spark of ingeniosness,of cleverness and… socialness! the dog and the duck both grasped their new found mind and both gave up their past for a new order, a new life. they both then said, at the same time, “hello.” this was odd, for it was a new word to them but something told them it was a greeting. “how are you?” said the dog. the duck seemed as if it was being tested then, as if this other being so different but now alike was trying to outwit him. but the duck was cunning. he new this creature could not match his intellect.“im quite well thankyou.” he said in a sour tone “how is your life going?” the dog then found himself hurt by the ducks words so he thought of his choices. could he retaliate? no, that wasnt calm and not for his new form, he decided he should keep calm and carry on. “oh, im alright thankyou” he said in a rather jolly but pressured voice. the duck started moving closser to the dog, his eyes narrowing. “is this initiation?” said the duck. the dog looked puzzled, and replied “of what?” but the duck wasnt listening. he was looking to the sky, the heavens, the white cloudy paint bleaching the blue silk of the sky. “one of us will join your humans, but you chose us because we are unmatched?” at this the dog seemed quite bemuzed, and chuckled to himself quietly.
the duck turned his feathery face and glared, his eyes thunderous and stern. he walked up to the dog slowly, every foot slapping the earth like earthquakes. “how dare you!” at this the dog thought, and realised. it wasnt initiation of being a human, it was initiation of being what you are. suddenly something clicked inside him. “i dared, little duck, because i dont feel threatened by you. your intellect isnt yours, it is of human kind, my bite is feral, and no doubt it shall fetch me my dinner.”

dont know why i wrote tht but i did :)
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