This story is hereby disclaimed!
AN: tragic sigh I've done it again. I've joined ANOTHER lj comm that publishes challenges. Anyone would think I'm running out of ideas. Well, anyway, the new drabbles will be collected here.
Promt 126 - Green: Pick and choose
"It's green," Dean says in the horrified tone of voice usually reserved for exclamations like 'it's alive!'.
"Sometimes, ducks just are," Mommy says, but she doesn't sound too sure. Daddy runs a hand through Dean's hair.
"I thought you liked green," he says.
"On grass!" Dean says. "Ducks are nasty. They're all… all sharp and they poke at you and-"
"And they've got those creepy little eyes," Mommy says. "You're right. No ducks. Ever. Not in your room or the New Baby's."
Daddy laughs. "I suppose poisonous green isn't a colour anyone wants in their bedroom."
"Tiger cubs?" Mommy offers.