Duck Duck Goose Page #3

I'd be having goose tonight!

Look out, Peng!

Oh! If it's goose you want.

- Where...

- On your left!

- Where are you?

- Other left, genius.

This isn't a fair fight!

Whoops!

I didn't hear a splash.

Hmm. There it is.

No! The water's everywhere!

I hate water!

Oh, I'll get you back for this,

if it's the last thing I do!

Uh, must've been a catfish.

Wow!

I'm so not a cat person.

Ugh. Is that worm breath?

What the... What... What? What...

Ah, ducks? Ugh, what the...

- Hey.

- Ow!

Ew! Ugh! Beat it, weirdos.

I must be shell-shocked.

Are those your kids?

Yeah, sure, Larry. I'm their mom.

You're our mom?

- What? No! Ahh!

- I knew it!

- Oh, Mommy! I love you so much!

- Let go! No! No, no, no!

- I always wanted a mom just like you!

- Chao, stop. Please, no!

Well, well, well...

Could you please just get back here?

- Peng, I had no idea you were expecting.

- What?

Congratulations, Mother Goose!

Look at me! Do I look like a mommy?

I'm sorry, he hasn't imprinted yet,

so he thinks that anyone with feathers

could be our mom.

Imprinted? He's imprinting on my leg!

Do you understand that that's disgusting?

Gross. Ew. This is... Ugh. I'm out of here.

- Please wait!

- What?

Look, I'm Chi,

- and this is my little brother Chao...

- Yeah?

And we got separated from our flock

and we really...

I'm not his mommy

and I'm not your baby-sitter.

- Baby? I am not a baby.

- Mommy!

For your information,

I am sixteen days old.

Oh, sorry!

I didn't know you were so ancient.

Ow. Seriously, stop that! My butt...

- Stop. Hey, quit it. Ow! Stop. Hey!

- Chao, stop it, okay?

Please just get off of him.

Just wait.

You crashed into our flock,

and that is child endangerment,

which makes you responsible.

What? That's... Ow!

The only thing in danger around here

is me getting plucked alive.

Look, can you help us or not?

I would say I'm an "or not."

Absolutely not.

I want nothing to do with you

and the baby piranha.

I got a flight to catch.

You are a dirty pile of jerk feathers.

"Jerk feathers?" That's an insult?

Wha... What the...

Would you just get off me, you looney!

Oh, no!

What a day.

Well, at least I know

it can't get any worse.

What?

Ah!

Oh, all right. Okay, don't panic, Peng.

Okay, it might not be that bad.

Okay, Peng. Here we go. Come on.

I'm doing it. I'm doing it.

You're not doing it!

Oh, no.

Oh, great.

Now, isn't this interesting.

Frazier, it seems the new mother

is unable to fly.

Yes, indeed, Giles.

I do believe she's a lame duck.

Uh... Goose actually.

What a terrible thing it is

to be injured in the wild.

Oh, yes, it's deadly I understand.

Yes, a lone goose could be reduced

to foie gras in mere moments.

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