Buster didn't want go swimming with a buncha sissies. He wanted to go explorin'.
“Mamma, Buster isn't in line! Buster, you better get back here or you're gonna be in a load of trouble!”
“Shut up Sissy! You ain't the boss a me.” Quacked Buster.
It isn't easy being the only boy in a family of girls. He didn't wanna do girl stuff, he wanted to do boy stuff. He wanted to explore. All the girls wanted to do was swim.
“I'm not being bossy I'm helpin' mamma!” Sissy quacked to her rebellious little brother.
Buster's mamma wanted her children all in a row but Buster clearly wasn't gonna listen.
Mamma stopped waddling and quacked at Buster, “Buster, get back in line right now! You are not old enough to go out alone!”
“Ahh mamma!….Quack quack quack quack…”
“Quack, quack…Told you so! Told you so! Quack, quack, quack…” Quacked Sissy.
The photo for this week's prompt is supplied by pricelessjoy.
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