*FLASHBACK*
'Serge walked down the stairs while contemplating the world's greatest mystery, 'What sock size do I wear?' He paused only momentarily to grab the tuxedo out of the icebox. Slowly walking into the bathroom, his mind shifted to the incident yesterday. 'I hope there's no hard feelings between Leena, Kid and me.' After mulling over that for a few milliseconds, he came to a conclusion. 'Nah, I doubt it; after all they did send flowers to me today. I mean they were laced with radium, but it's the thought that counts'. '
TwoHeadedSquirrel: Heh Heh Heh Heh! Eeeheeeheeeheee! Poor wittle Sergiekinns has no idea what's in store for him! Muahahahahaha!!!!!! Boy, Kid and Leena are really gonn-
Kid: STOP GIVING AWAY THE STORY PLOT YEW LITTLE FREAK!!!
Harle: Moi agrees wit zis leetle dog. Ze plot iz not to be giving away, even to make ze fic seem longer!
Leena: I have no clue what you're talking about, but ummm.......I HATE YOU!!!! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO MAKES SERGE GO OUT WITH THAT CIRCUS FREAK-
Harle: Excuz Moi!!!! Look who iz talking leetle miz "I uze a frying pan to fight my battlez!"
Serge: CALM DOWN LADIES!!! WE CAN WORK WITH THIS- IT'S GONNA BE JUST-
TwoHeadedSquirrel: EVERYBODY SHUT THE HECK UP!!! LEENA, FOR THAT, I WILL KILL YOU OFF IN THE MOST EMBARRAS-
Kid: STOP GIVING AWAY STORY!!! GEEZ!!! Since they can't seem ta shut up, we just start the fic!!!
The winter ball was being held at Viper Manor, for obvious reasons. It did not take too long to get there from the dimensional vortex.
"Man," said Serge as they reached the gates of the abnormally large estate "I have no clue what the heck these are!!!" he pointed to an outer garment which was apparently part of his tuxedo. "They took me like 3 hours to get into, and I don't even know why I need to wear them!!!"
"Ummm. Monsieur? Zose are called 'Pants'"
" Pants eh? Hmmm I've never worn them before."
The guard who was standing at the gate died instantly from a sweat drop overload. Upon seeing the saturated corpse lying on the ground, Serge and Harle decided that it was in their best interest to say nothing more of pants. Unfortunately, Serge, whose attention span was not up to par, soon forgot. When they entered the Manor, Harle received many jealous glances from the other girls who just found out that Serge didn't know what pants were.
TwoHeadedSquirrel: Don't Worry! He still wears boxers!!! I'm not that twisted.
The Sky Dragon, upon seeing Harle, called her over, apparently wanting to talk about "The little impending doom incident" Serge took this opportunity to chat with Karsh.
"Hey Serge!!! So- OH!!! YOU HAVE TO WEAR THEM TOO?!?!?!"
"Yeah! I know! Harle says they're called 'Pants'."
"Whoa! I just feel sorry for poor Dario, he wears them everyday!"
They were interrupted by Norris, who also had the same complaint.
"They feel, so...unnatural!!! It's like, wearing, a hat!"
"I know!"
"Yeah!"
Meanwhile, Kid and Leena were discussing Serge's aberrant obsession with ducks.
"So Kid, do you actually know why Serge likes ducks so much?"
" Yes, Actually. It all started when- here" She said, handing Leena a small, pink, leather-bound book.
"What's this?" Leena asked, overcome by curiosity as to whom would possess a pink book.
"Ummm...." said Kid blushing. She coughed profusely before saying "It's Serge's diary. I stole it from him last night."
"SERGE INVITED YOU OVER LAST NIGHT?!?!?!"
"Heh heh. Ummm... not exactly. Anyways, just read it!!!!"
'All I can remember is blackness. Cold, wet, engulfing, blackness. I remember crying, but nobody came. I felt weak. There was nobody to save me. I cried. Nobody heard me. It was like they didn't care. And then, I remember. Like a being from heaven, she came. Surrounded by light, she pulled my from the living nightmare I was experiencing. She left, and I only have this solitary feather to remember her by. Never, shall I ever forget, the one who cared, the one, who loved me...'
"Whoa," said Leena astonished "I didn't know he loved you that much!"
Kid glanced around nervously. "That wasn't exactly me."
"WHAT?!?!?!?!?! ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT YOU DIDN'T SAVE SERGE FROM DROWNING?!?!?!"
" HEY!!! YOU DON'T HAVE TO GET ALL "HUFFY" ABOUT IT! JUST SO YOU KNOW, I WAS OCCUPIED WITH IMPORTANT MATTERS OF MY OWN!" Kid shouted.
"So, who did Schala send to save Serge then?"
Kid coughed once more. "A duck." she blushed.
"And what exactly were those important matters you just had to attend to?"
" I was on the can okay?!?!?! Lay off will ya?!?!?!"
Leena was on the verge of tears. She was laughing so hard that she almost suffocated. "So, What you're telling me, is that Serge, who was about to die, was rescued by a duck?!?!?!?!"
"Yes."
Wow! Quite a cliffhanger there huh? So, for all you clueless people out there, now you know why Serge loves ducks so much. Yes, and technically if a duck saved Serge, then the whole game would be different. But, this isn't the game is it? YOU GOTTA LOVE FANFICTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
'Serge walked down the stairs while contemplating the world's greatest mystery, 'What sock size do I wear?' He paused only momentarily to grab the tuxedo out of the icebox. Slowly walking into the bathroom, his mind shifted to the incident yesterday. 'I hope there's no hard feelings between Leena, Kid and me.' After mulling over that for a few milliseconds, he came to a conclusion. 'Nah, I doubt it; after all they did send flowers to me today. I mean they were laced with radium, but it's the thought that counts'. '
TwoHeadedSquirrel: Heh Heh Heh Heh! Eeeheeeheeeheee! Poor wittle Sergiekinns has no idea what's in store for him! Muahahahahaha!!!!!! Boy, Kid and Leena are really gonn-
Kid: STOP GIVING AWAY THE STORY PLOT YEW LITTLE FREAK!!!
Harle: Moi agrees wit zis leetle dog. Ze plot iz not to be giving away, even to make ze fic seem longer!
Leena: I have no clue what you're talking about, but ummm.......I HATE YOU!!!! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO MAKES SERGE GO OUT WITH THAT CIRCUS FREAK-
Harle: Excuz Moi!!!! Look who iz talking leetle miz "I uze a frying pan to fight my battlez!"
Serge: CALM DOWN LADIES!!! WE CAN WORK WITH THIS- IT'S GONNA BE JUST-
TwoHeadedSquirrel: EVERYBODY SHUT THE HECK UP!!! LEENA, FOR THAT, I WILL KILL YOU OFF IN THE MOST EMBARRAS-
Kid: STOP GIVING AWAY STORY!!! GEEZ!!! Since they can't seem ta shut up, we just start the fic!!!
The winter ball was being held at Viper Manor, for obvious reasons. It did not take too long to get there from the dimensional vortex.
"Man," said Serge as they reached the gates of the abnormally large estate "I have no clue what the heck these are!!!" he pointed to an outer garment which was apparently part of his tuxedo. "They took me like 3 hours to get into, and I don't even know why I need to wear them!!!"
"Ummm. Monsieur? Zose are called 'Pants'"
" Pants eh? Hmmm I've never worn them before."
The guard who was standing at the gate died instantly from a sweat drop overload. Upon seeing the saturated corpse lying on the ground, Serge and Harle decided that it was in their best interest to say nothing more of pants. Unfortunately, Serge, whose attention span was not up to par, soon forgot. When they entered the Manor, Harle received many jealous glances from the other girls who just found out that Serge didn't know what pants were.
TwoHeadedSquirrel: Don't Worry! He still wears boxers!!! I'm not that twisted.
The Sky Dragon, upon seeing Harle, called her over, apparently wanting to talk about "The little impending doom incident" Serge took this opportunity to chat with Karsh.
"Hey Serge!!! So- OH!!! YOU HAVE TO WEAR THEM TOO?!?!?!"
"Yeah! I know! Harle says they're called 'Pants'."
"Whoa! I just feel sorry for poor Dario, he wears them everyday!"
They were interrupted by Norris, who also had the same complaint.
"They feel, so...unnatural!!! It's like, wearing, a hat!"
"I know!"
"Yeah!"
Meanwhile, Kid and Leena were discussing Serge's aberrant obsession with ducks.
"So Kid, do you actually know why Serge likes ducks so much?"
" Yes, Actually. It all started when- here" She said, handing Leena a small, pink, leather-bound book.
"What's this?" Leena asked, overcome by curiosity as to whom would possess a pink book.
"Ummm...." said Kid blushing. She coughed profusely before saying "It's Serge's diary. I stole it from him last night."
"SERGE INVITED YOU OVER LAST NIGHT?!?!?!"
"Heh heh. Ummm... not exactly. Anyways, just read it!!!!"
'All I can remember is blackness. Cold, wet, engulfing, blackness. I remember crying, but nobody came. I felt weak. There was nobody to save me. I cried. Nobody heard me. It was like they didn't care. And then, I remember. Like a being from heaven, she came. Surrounded by light, she pulled my from the living nightmare I was experiencing. She left, and I only have this solitary feather to remember her by. Never, shall I ever forget, the one who cared, the one, who loved me...'
"Whoa," said Leena astonished "I didn't know he loved you that much!"
Kid glanced around nervously. "That wasn't exactly me."
"WHAT?!?!?!?!?! ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT YOU DIDN'T SAVE SERGE FROM DROWNING?!?!?!"
" HEY!!! YOU DON'T HAVE TO GET ALL "HUFFY" ABOUT IT! JUST SO YOU KNOW, I WAS OCCUPIED WITH IMPORTANT MATTERS OF MY OWN!" Kid shouted.
"So, who did Schala send to save Serge then?"
Kid coughed once more. "A duck." she blushed.
"And what exactly were those important matters you just had to attend to?"
" I was on the can okay?!?!?! Lay off will ya?!?!?!"
Leena was on the verge of tears. She was laughing so hard that she almost suffocated. "So, What you're telling me, is that Serge, who was about to die, was rescued by a duck?!?!?!?!"
"Yes."
Wow! Quite a cliffhanger there huh? So, for all you clueless people out there, now you know why Serge loves ducks so much. Yes, and technically if a duck saved Serge, then the whole game would be different. But, this isn't the game is it? YOU GOTTA LOVE FANFICTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!