A story I wrote for creative writing about Jem and Will trying to create a race of cannibalistic ducks. Jem might be a little OOC as I didn't have the book for referance when I wrote this, but I think Will is spot on. Also, I don't own Will or Jem. That would be Cassandra Clare.
Will was sitting in the park, watching the ducks swim in the pond. His best friend, Jem, was sitting next to him.
"Hey, Jem," Will started, not taking his eyes off the ducks. "Do you think I could breed a race of cannibalistic ducks?"
Jem glanced at the dark haired boy for a moment, before looking at the ducks as well. He was used to Wills' random ideas by now.
"I don't see why not," he answered, deciding to just go along with it.
Will gave him a slightly crazed grin, his blue eyes shining brightly. Jem watched him apprehensively.
"Let's try it out then," Will said, getting up and dragging Jem with him.
A while later they were back at the park, Will holding a recently made duck pie. He put it down not far from the ducks, trying to get their attention.
"Come here ducks! I've got some food for you," Will called with a grin.
The boys watched in amazement as the ducks walked over, sniffing at the pie. They ate the crust clean off before walking away.
"I knew they would eat it," Will said smugly, grinning.
"They didn't even eat any of the duck," Jem reminded him, rolling his eyes.
"I'm sure they ate some of it. Now we just have to wait for the bloodlust to develop. Shouldn't be long now."
"When that happens, let me know."
"Will do my friend, will do."
Hope you liked it! Feel free to review if you want, but just constructive criticism please. If you don't like my story that's fine, no need to say"omg, it sux" without at least helping me improve my writing.