The Lucky Duck

by TheWizWriter

The Toon named Lucky had found himself into a contract that he soon regretted, but he found a way to make the best of it. (The name of the Story have been changed so please don't mind the incorrect names. The Character Miss Fancy belongs to Acyrotin and Miss Bubbles Wildspeed Belongs to StarshineMLP)

1. Chapter 1 Fascination

Natural Intelligence

Ch. 1 Fascination

There was a Toon named Lucky Ducky, but most people just called him Lucky. He was a medium build and was kinda scrawny. His feathers were a light green color.

Lucky was a Strange Toon. He was only around 40 laff and he never thought that destroying the cogs wasn't necessarily the right thing to do. But, he had to do it, he was just a Toon after all, and the Toon Council had passed the Anti-cogism Act not too long ago. But, Lucky had an Unhealthy fascination for the cogs. He always wanted to talk to one, just out of sheer curiosity. But, there was nowhere a Toon and cog could talk without being called… Suspicious… So Lucky tried to come up with a plan. Then, it came to him. He could just take parts of a cog from the other Toons that were battling on the street and build his own! But then he realized that the Toons from the battle would think strangely about it and maybe report it to the Toon Resistance Rangers.

Lucky was pacing back and forward, from one end of the room to the other. The only sound that accompanied him at this time of night, was the sound of the ticking from an old grandfather clock in his living room. Minutes turned to Hours and Hours turned to days, and he still couldn't find the perfect plan. Sullen by that fact he went back do some more Toon-Task.

Even though Lucky could never find the perfect plan he was always thinking about it. Then, Lucky remembered something, it is nothing more than a rumor, but it was something. He remembered some higher Toons were talking about some place near the docks, Something that seemed to be… more Cogy than usual… Lucky reached into his pockets and pulled out a Porta-hole. He threw it to the ground and jumped in has he felt the world flipping around him. He come up through the ground and his feet safely touched the ground. He could smell the salt water of the docks nearby and felt the rickety board beneath his feet.

Maybe 10 minutes had passed as Lucky went from the docks, through Acorn Acres, and to the Mini-golf courses. He looked around and then he saw it, But he wondered how he missed it, The entrance to Bossbot HQ. Lucky was just staring at it, blankly… Then he started to walk inside. On the other side the air was sour even though there weren't any factories anywhere nearby. Few tall but thin trees with leaves that had taken in so much pollution that they were tinted a greyish-green color were lined up next to a stone brick path that lead to the courtyard of the HQ. In the center of the courtyard was a large fountain with oil shooting out of four gears in each corner. In the center of the fountain was a statue of a Big Cheese Swinging a golf club. The courtyard was barren… There was nothing else in sight besides 3 golf carts.

Lucky started to walk towards one of them. He stopped to read the sign above it.. " Front Three". He took a seat and grabbed ahold of the steering wheel and lightly tapped the gas as the golf cart disappeared into the blackness of one of the Cog golf courses.