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Only Second Best
Chapter 4
Canard sat in the kitchen. The other Ducks were all doing something somewhere else, so he had time to think. 'These past few days have been really weird,' he thought to himself. 'First, I jump into the limbo and come out here. The guys come, and it turns out that I was put into suspended animation for a year. We come here, and the guys just go about their business as if nothing has happened.' Canard sighed.
He felt very uncomfortable in the Pond. Things were so different. For one thing, he was no longer in charge. He did give the Mask to Wildwing, so why is he feeling so weird? 'He just took the Mask and did what he needed to do,' thought Canard. 'He's their leader now.'
Canard had been replaced. Granted, he intended it to happen this way, but still. Knowing that they had moved on so easily, it hurt him. It is never easy to find out your friends have moved on after you have been gone. To Canard, it was only yesterday when he was issuing orders and the team was obeying them. He was a part of this team. Now he was thrown into the harsh reality of replacement. He shuddered.
But the Ducks were so happy to have him back. Tanya was leading him around, showing him her inventions. Wildwing was talking about this and that, gladly showing off his prized team. Sure, it was awkward, but it wasn't too bad. Canard was really quite impressed. He had the team under control.
Well, almost the whole team. Wildwing sure let Nosedive run wild. He showed up late to practice, went joyriding on the Duckcycles, and was always loafing around reading comic books or using their super-computer to play videogames. 'I'll bet if it were the other guys tried to pull any of these stunts, Wing would put them in their place,' he guessed. He sighed. This is why he didn't want Nosedive to come along. 'The only good thing he does for this team is shoot a wicked slap shot, but even that wasn't essential. But Wing wouldn't leave his brother behind. I guess maybe I can understand that. If only Nosedive wasn't completely useless…'
Canard's thoughts were interrupted by Nosedive walking through the door, arguing with Grin. "Just because the guy drives a car doesn't mean he isn't a bear!" he shouted.
"Have you seen a bear drive a car?" asked Grin. "No, you haven't. Because bears do not drive cars."
"Oh come on!" shouted Nosedive. He opened the refrigerator and pulled out the milk. He opened it and drank from the carton. "Ooh, chunky!" Canard made a face. The other Ducks walked in.
"NOSEDIVE! How many times do I have to tell you, DON'T DRINK THE MILK OUT OF THE CARTON!" Wildwing shouted.
"Ok," said Nosedive. He pulled a glass out of the cupboard and poured the milk into it. It slid out in a large blob.
"Um, I think the milk's gone bad…" said Mallory.
Duke made a face. "It looks like cottage cheese…"
Dive got an idea. "I'll drink it for a dollar!" he said cheerfully. The other Ducks groaned.
"I think you'll need a spoon…" said Duke.
"NOSEDIVE YOU'RE DISGUSTING!" shouted Mallory.
"That's not healthy! You could get sick!" said Tanya.
"I think I'm gonna be sick…" said Grin.
"Dive, just wash it down the sink! NO! DON'T DRINK IT! STOP! DIVE! UGH!" Wildwing slapped his forehead.
Dive was drinking the goopy milk. The other Ducks all made grossed out noises, clutching their stomachs. He slammed the glass on the counter. "Mmm…not bad…" Mallory covered her mouth. "WHERE'S MY DOLLAR?" The Ducks left the room.
"That brother of yours is really sick, Wildwing!" said Mallory.
"Well, that's Dive for you…"
Later, the Ducks finally each gave him a dollar, just so he wouldn't drink the rest. Dive was rather proud of himself. Canard, on the other hand, wasn't pleased.
Canard entered the TV room. It was empty, except for Nosedive, who was reading a comic book. "Isn't there something else you should be doing?" Canard asked.
Dive looked up. He glared at Canard. "Like what?"
"Well, there are so many things that need to be done. Plus, there's always practicing…"
"No, I'm fine doing this right here," Dive said coolly.
Canard just stood there. "Oh, pardon me for interrupting your important activity, then." He crossed his arms. Nosedive continued to glare.
"Just don't let it happen again."
Canard snorted. He turned on his heel and left the room. This was getting out of hand…
It was evening, and most of the Ducks were gathered at the table. Wildwing was busy discussing something with Phil in his office. Nosedive had left, saying a TV show he liked was on. The others started to clean up.
Wlidwing entered. "Well, it's official," he said. "You can no longer see the floor in Dive's room."
Mallory turned to Tanya. "Who won the pool?"
Tanya pushed a button on her Omnitool and out popped a slip of paper. "Well, let's see, today's Tuesday, so that would be…ah…Wildwing!"
The others groaned. "You probably set this up!" said Duke. "You were in this together! I should have known…"
"Hey, can I help it if I've known Dive for seventeen years? I know how long it takes for him to trash a room!" Wing said, collecting his money.
"You're not gonna be in the next pool…" said Duke. The others nodded. Wing shrugged.
Suddenly the alarms on Drake 1 went off. "Let's go!" shouted Canard. The others followed him out the door.
TO BE CONTINUED…
