The Function of a Rubber Duck
Lily Luna giggled as Mr. Weasley flipped her in the air and caught her, before spinning her at a dizzying speed. Both were breathless and sat upon the grass outside of the Burrow drinking orange juice from a jug. The sun shone brilliantly in the afternoon sky, and the grass swayed lazily in the light summer wind. "Hey Grampa, guess what?" Lily Luna asked, pulling a small rubber duck from her jeans pocket and showing it to him. Her left eye closed as she focused on his face.
"Papa got me a bunch of these for my birthday!"
Mr. Weasley chuckled, "did he now?" Lily Luna nodded enthusiastically before dropping the small ducking into his hand. It was purple, with a small white beak and big eyes. He squeezed it, and it quacked, causing her to erupt in squealing giggles.
"I love rubber duckies, I play with them all the time. They are much better than those Barbie dolls that muggle girls play with." She pulled another one out of her pocket, this one Blue with yellow stars and a yellow beak, "and they have so many different ones!"
Mr. Weasley smiled, "So tell me Lily-willy, what exactly is the function of a rubber duck?"
Lily Luna's eyes brightened and she laughed while shaking her head, "for play time in the bath, SIlly!"
Mr. Weasley frowned, "oh, is that all?"
She nodded, "yep."
Mr. Weasley fell quiet as he stared at the small purple duck innocently sitting in his palm. "Well that just won't do."
Finite
Possible sequel (shall I make one?)
An: Another drabble by me! :D
Happy New Years to you all :)
Buns :3
31 Dec, 2011