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Duck

"Which is why there's no possible way any Sky Naut or NugNug could ever beat Boogie Bear in a fight," Sam said as her and her boyfriend, Freddie, drove.

"You're insane," Freddie argued from the passenger seat. "Every character from the Galaxy Wars universe has special skills and all sorts of advanced weapons. What's Boogie Bear have? His ability to get stuck in trees?"

"He's curious," Sam defended. "So are we almost there, Benson?"

"Sam, we're going to North Carolina," Freddie replied. "We're not even out of our time zone yet."

"Tell me again why we couldn't just fly there?" she moaned.

"Come on, baby, every couple needs one road trip in their relationship," Freddie told her. "This is our last real summer. In the fall we'll be going off to college, and I know that we're still going to manage to see each other, but we know it won't be as frequently. We need to strengthen the bond of our relationship now so that when that time comes, we'll be able to handle it."

"You've been watching Oprah reruns again, haven't you?"

"…Maybe. Wait, Sam, you were supposed to get off at this exit."

"I know where I'm going, Freddie," Sam said.

"But these directions were very specific," he said, holding out the sheet of paper he and written down the directions on. "I spent an hour copying them down from Map Hunt."

"Oh, let me see them?"

"I think there's a place where you can get off and circle back to the exit," Freddie said, handing her the paper. "Just keep going south and-Sam!"

Sam had just rolled down the window and tossed the paper out.

"Why would you do that?"

"Because I know you," Sam replied. "You're going to obsesses over those directions the whole trip."

"Yeah, but now we're going to be lost!"

"I told you, I know where we're going."

"That's what everyone says right before they get lost," Freddie sighed, knowing it would be useless to argue any further with his girlfriend.

"Alright, so keep me entertained now," Sam said.

"Fine, seeing as we're going to be in this car for a while since we're lost…Okay, who would win in a fair fist fight? Carly or Neville?"

"Carly, easy," Sam laughed. "And that's saying something for Neville; that girl's got the fighting abilities of a dead koala."

"I'll give you a harder one then; my mom or Shelby Marx?"

"That is hard," Sam said. "Your mom does have some freaky fighting skills, though she only uses them when she thinks you're in trouble."

The couple continued playing games and talking. Freddie was actually enjoying himself so much in Sam's company that he forgot all about the directions. That is, until it began getting dark and he realized that the road Sam had been driving on for the past hour was pretty deserted.

"I'm hungry," Sam announced.

"Well I had it all planed out for us to stop at this very nice park in Utah for a picnic dinner," Freddie told her. "But seeing as we're nowhere near that park…"

"There's a park right there," Sam said, pointing at a small field area with a single picnic table.

"You're not serious," Freddie frowned. "Doesn't that place look a little…run down?"

"You're just a priss," Sam laughed, pulling the car over to the side of the road and parking it right next to the park. "We're going to eat there, not live there. I'm sure you'll be fine."

Before Freddie could open his mouth again, Sam had already hopped out of the driver's seat and had gone around to the back of the car to get the picnic basket.

"Sam, there's a graveyard like fifty yards from here," Freddie said, getting out the car to join her, pointing to a bunch of tombstones a distance away.

"Hmm, cool, huh?"

"Cool?" Freddie repeated. "Yeah, that's a normal reaction to a graveyard."

Sam set the picnic basket down on the table and opened it. "Alright, what do we have in here?"

"Roast beef subs, pork rinds for you, carrot slices for me, and some fat cakes for desert," Freddie replied. "Oh, and a two liter bottle of mountain fizz."

"Awesome, let's eat," she said, tossing Freddie his food.

"Wish I would've brought a flash light from the car," Freddie said, taking a bite of his sub.

"You know," Sam said, grinning. "This is just how that movie we saw last week started. Attractive couple in a deserted area, or well, half-attractive, in the dark…some sort of crazed killer is probably waiting over there by the tombstones to attack us."

"Sam, stop," Freddie said.

"Relax, baby, I'm only kidding," she laughed. "You know, this place is actually a lot better than some big fancy Utah park."

"How is that?" Freddie asked. "That park would've at least had lights."

"Yeah, and a ton of people," she pointed out. "I kind of like that we're alone…"

She put down her sandwich and put her arms around Freddie's neck and pulled him into a long, passionate kiss."

"Maybe this place does have its perks," Freddie said, smiling when they pulled apart.

"I told you," Sam grinned. She stuffed the last of her sandwich into her mouth. "But we should probably still get going if we're going to make it to North Carolina by Friday."

"Yeah, good idea," he nodded, thankful to get out of this park, which was becoming increasingly creepy by the minute.

"Hold on," Sam said. "I have to go pee."

"But there's no bathrooms."

"There's trees, genius," she said.

"Oh. Well, let me just go put the picnic basket back in the car and then I'll go with you to find-"

"Um, no," Sam said quickly.

"What do you mean? You're not going to go over to those woods by yourself, are you?"

"I don't want people around when I pee," Sam said. "You especially."

"Why not? It's not like-"

"Look, Freddie, there has to be some mystery in this relationship," Sam said. "I'll be back in like two minutes. You just wait here and then we'll leave."

"Well, I guess…" Freddie said, still a little hesitant to let his girlfriend go off into the dark woods by herself. "Just be quick, okay."

"I will," she assured him, giving him a short peck before running off towards the woods.

Freddie had to admire Sam's bravery; if he ever had to go into the woods alone in the dark…well, let's just say he wouldn't need to pee anymore.

Freddie leaned against the picnic table, trying hard not to turn his head towards the graveyard. He hoped they'd follow this road back to civilization soon. He checked his watch. Where was Sam? It had been nearly five minutes. He knew it was a little more…difficult for a girl to go to the bathroom in the woods, but still, what was taking her so-?

Suddenly, he heard a loud scream coming from the woods; in the direction that Sam had gone.
"Sam?" Freddie cried, dropping the basket.

There was another scream, and this time Freddie was sure it was Sam. Forgetting how much he wanted to leave this dark area, Freddie darted towards the woods.

"Sam?" he called, desperately looking around for her. "Sam? Where are-Sam?"

He had nearly run into her.

"What's wrong?" he asked, grabbing her shoulders to help her regain her balance.

"There's something moving in that bush!" she exclaimed. "I was over there when I heard something moving!"

Freddie looked at the bush, and sure enough, it gave a shake. Sam grabbed his arm. "Let's just go, Freddie."

"Yeah, okay," Freddie nodded eagerly, feeling his heart beating about twice its usual pace. "Let's just-"

Just then the bush gave another shake, and as Sam screamed again, a small creature came out of it.

"Wait," Freddie frowned. "Is that a-"

"It's a duck," Sam said, letting go of Freddie's arm.

"It must live in that lake over by the table," Freddie said.

"Probably," Sam mumbled. "Stupid thing…come on, let's get out of here."

"Wow, you were really scared, weren't you?" Freddie grinned as the couple headed out of the woods and back to their car.

"No I wasn't, you nub," she snapped.

"Oh please, you looked more terrified than that girl in the movie about the flesh eating clown," he laughed.

"Shut up!"

"And it was just a little duck," he said, still smiling.

"Ducks are terrible creatures, if you must know," she said, crossing her arms. "They're loud and annoying and they chase little kids and they just come on over and steal your food and then won't leave you alone."

"Mhmm," Freddie nodded, opening the car door.

"And they can barely fly," Sam continued. "What kind of lame thing has wings but hardly uses them?"

"Just admit it, Sam, you were scared," Freddie grinned.

"No I wasn't!" she said firmly. "Stop saying that!"

"Okay, okay," Freddie conceded. "I'll stop."

"Thank you," she mumbled, starting the car.

Freddie waited a moment, and then turned to his girlfriend. "You're still the bravest girl I know."

"You better believe it," she said, though Freddie could see in the moonlight that she was blushing.

AN- I got that one line about having mystery in a relationship from How I Met Your Mother. I felt bad just taking the line without giving the show any credit.