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Blog Week Post #4 - Blue Ducky

Blog Week Post #4 Blue Ducky

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Blog Week Birthday Bastion 2024  (13+) Blogging event from September 1-7, 2024. Closed. #2277665 by WakeUpAndLive

Today’s Prompt for 4 SEP is:

A Photo Prompt. I picked “Blue Ducky”

Word Count: 395


Oh boy, this is my first carnival. I can’t wait until some lucky boy or girl wins me in this game. The girl who runs the game picked me out of a big bucket of duckies. There are some pick duckies and lots of yellow duckies, but I’m the only blue ducky. I watch all the little girls and boys walk by and try to smile to catch their attention, so they’ll play the game.

The game involves water guns. You pay the teenage girl in charge of the game, and she powers up your water gun. Then you have to hit the target, but it gets big, then gets small, then gets big again. The water gun runs for 15 seconds. If you hit the target, you win a duck. Most of the kids pick the yellow duckies. That’s okay. I’ve got a better smile than the yellow ducks.

A little girl with wide eyes and a kind smile walked by and stopped. Slowly, she watched as another little boy aimed his water gun. He hit the target and won a yellow duck.

“Mom, I wanna’ try and win a duck.”

“Okay sweetie.” Mom dug into her purse.

I smiled my best smile. I liked this girl. I want to go home with her. Pick me, Sweetie!!

Mom gave the girl in charge of the game some money and the girl in charge of the game powered up the water gun.

Sweetie looked at all the targets. “Mom! What if I miss?”

“Then you don’t get a duck,” said Mom.

I tried not to frown.

“I want the blue duck, Mom.”

“Why, Sweetie?”

“Because he’s the only one that’s blue. He needs a good home!”

“Then aim good, okay, Sweetie, because I don’t have a lot of change.”

Sweetie poked her tongue out between her lips and closed one eye as she took aim. I was crossing my plastic feathers. C’Mon, Sweetie, you can do it!

Water splashed everywhere!! I didn’t know what happened.

“Mommy! I did it!” yelled Sweetie.

“You got everything, Sweetie.”

“Yeah, even me.” The girl running the booth frowned. Her shirt was soaked.

“Can I have the blue ducky?” asked Sweetie, all smiles.

“Sure.” The booth girl handed me to Sweetie. I squeaked for her.

“He’s the best, Mommy!” Sweetie grinned and we walked off. Forever home here I come!