A Nice Glass of Lemonade

Chapter one

Duck's Pov
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It was a regular day at the park, the sky was just about clear with few clouds framing the sky almost perfectly. The duck was already on his daily stroll around the area, taking in the afternoon breeze as he made his way towards the wooden stand.

"Hey" the duck quaked, as he finally approached the brunette, who worked there regularly. The male rolled his eyes, like always, before duck continue

And he said to the man, running the stand
"Hey! (Bum bum bum) Got any grapes?"
The man said
"No, we just sell lemonade. But it's cold
And it's fresh
And it's all home-made. Can I get you
Glass?"
The duck said,
"I'll pass".
Then he waddled away.
Waddle Waddle-

S M A S H

Lemonade man's POV
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the man stared in horror as the ducks crumbled body sat before him. He began to cry tears of both joy and sadness. He was both a friend and an enemy. A lover and partner in crime.

The lemonade man's eyes widen and start swelling up with burning tears as he then realized that this ducks blood In his hands was not the duck. Or at least the REAL duck. The lemonade man dashed to the duck he had just killed and realized that he didn't kill a duck, he killed a man. But not just any other man, a man who looks like the lemonade man. But not just a man who looks like the lemonade man, but a man who looks like the lemonade man in a duck costume. But he's not just ANY look-alike to the lemonade man dressed up and appeared AS a duck dying in the lemonade man's arms...

...but the lemonade man's long lost twin brother...

...in a duck costume.

The lemonade man has heard from his, now dead, parents about his lost twin. They never knew him. All they knew is that someone kidnapped him after birth, and nobody caught the kidnapper or found the twin.

"B-Brother?! Is that truly you?" The lemonade man said as he holds his dear brother closer to him.

His brother coughs, "I-I'm not gonna make it. I cans-see mom. Oh wait...! I can see...two moms?!"

Both the lemonade brother's parents were lesbian women who both tragedies died in an accident.

"-NO!! D-Don't say that! You're...you're going to be just alright!", the lemonade man exclaimed to his brother, now feeling even more lifeless.

"Brother you know what you must do now..." the twin replied. He puts his bleeding hand into the duck costume, revealing a pocket inside and pulling out a green amulet a size of a marble but in a shape of a dildo. "T-take it...it's no good for me n-now..." the dying brother says as he gives his brother the amulet.

"Brother...no. I can't! You can't just-!!"

The lemonade man pauses and is now aware...

..that his brother...died.

"NO!!" Yelled the lemonade man. The man mourns to his dead brother.

"I didn't-!", he pauses, "I never got to learn your name..."

"-Oh! My names Jeffery!" said his brother.

His brother was alive! His brother, or Jeffery, was just only napping for a few seconds.

"B-brother!! Or uh...I mean...Jeffery!" The lemonade man says as he holds his brother tightly. He looks at him and mourns again. For what emotions had happened going through the lemonade man had suddenly disappeared.

His brother was then again...

dead.

But for real this time.

The lemonade man holds tightly towards Jeffery as rain clouds, dark as night, swarms the two brothers.

The lemonade man now has the verge to kill the duck.

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