Rubber Duck:

Wolf didn’t know what it was, but whatever it was it was bad. Unsafe, evil – those eyes were following his every move. He knew it! Those innocent blue eyes weren’t innocent as innocent as they looked.

The thing was going to pounce on him the moment he tried to move. Wolf knew he was quite a tough, brave, and handsome Wolf but he wasn’t going to take any chances. The thing was staring at him!

He shifted to the left, and all seemed safe. He shifted back to the right. It still hadn’t done anything. Unsure, Wolf batted at his ear in thought. Mumbling to himself, staring at his surroundings and the safe exit so close yet far from him, Wolf made up his mind.

Wolf jumped up from his bath, grabbed a towel and dashed out of the bathroom. The door slammed, yet he paid no heed, just rushing to the kitchen where Virginia was heating up a bottle for Romulus.

She turned, and with only one look at the partially dressed, soaking wet man in front of her shook her head, moving back to the microwave. “I just don’t get it. It’s a rubber duck, Wolf! It’s completely inanimate!”

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