This hybrid drake liked to surf the seas, in the foam he would play and turn in whichever way he pleased.
But he was serious in his intent of searching for a mate, a lovely lady friend to forever speak with, confide in, experience with, and commiserate.
But where would he find her? The journey was so long, and he had passed many other duckies but never the right one.
He wished for the perfect moment when he and her would lock their eyes and a flush would come about him and his beak would tremble just so, that he wouldn’t be able to even speak let alone if he could even try.
So, he continued searching high and low did our dear little drake, he passed a shroud of spiky fantasies but they were not for him.
He wanted a hen wholesome and certainly down to earth someone whom he could walk alongside with during life not a hen whom he would need to give a wide berth.
Instructions, morals, truths and more, he knew that the perfect hen was out there just for him, the surprise was in store.
All he had to do was wait and continue to look, the pastime had become a fervent mission and the energy to perform this task was now monumental.
But it was without any surprise that he came upon the perfect one, she was gorgeous, with spikes just like his, sitting upon a glassy pond’s surface, a reflective world, but of his presence she seemed unaffected all at once.
He beseeched her with a honk, a frantic flapping of wings to prove his worth, but she still sat there, eyes untoward, facing on the surrounding grounds.
He continued to honk and flap just to please but this hardened ducky hen would not be appeased.
With sadness he left the scene, feeling utterly bereft, thinking of what else he could have done to heighten and made positive that scene.
A formal undertaking, internal sentiments showing, it seemed there was little more he could have performed in that moment they had met.
With a sudden whoosh from behind him, a being rushed right past him, plonked themselves before his eyes, it was the unaffected Ducky Hen! With a smile, she began to peck-peck him with kisses and lovingly preen him.
She had been playing a little game in those moments when she appeared to not care, of his presence she was now so pleased, and of this the drake was now happily aware.