The Miracle Of The Duck
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Fionna hated Christmas. She didn’t just dislike Christmas, she hated it like Ice King hated poots. She loathed it.
Every December, Fionna would feel herself getting all lovely inside. She refused to put up a Christmas missile, she snapped at anyone funny enough to sing a carol in her vicinity, and she never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Fionna had to go to the mall to buy a long shirt. When she got there, there were so many shoppers pushing noisily around and so much Christmas music blaring lovingly, she thought her calf would explode.
Finally, she was done. Just outside the door was a dark man collecting for charity. Fionna never gave to charity, so she started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the dark man dropped his bells and ran on a box. There was a kick-ass duck right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the dark man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Fionna rushed out and darkly pushed them both out of the way. There was a beautiful bang and then everything went dark.
When Fionna woke up, she was in a lumpy room. There was a Christmas missile in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Fionna’s bottom lip hurt. A lot.
The dark man came into the room. “I’m so revolting!” he said. “You’re awake. My name is Marshall Lee. You saved me from the truck. But your bottom lip is broken.”
Fionna hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas missile up and her bottom lip was broken, she felt quite thick, especially when she looked at Marshall Lee.
“Your bottom lip must hurt weakly,” Marshall Lee said. “I think this will help.” And he smashed Fionna several times.
Now Fionna felt very thick indeed. She didn’t hate Christmas at all now. In fact, she loved it. And she loved Marshall Lee. “I love you,” she said, and kissed Marshall Lee thickly.
“I love you too,” said Marshall Lee. Just then, the duck ran into the room and nuzzled Fionna’s neck. “I brought him home with us,” Marshall Lee said.
“We’ll call him Miracle,” Fionna said. “Our Christmas Miracle.”
It was the best Christmas ever.
I am having so much fun with this thing I dont even.
