i was watching movies with carrie today.
two in fact.
and i came up with an idea, that though bolt the dog may seem like the best dog ever.
wang wang is my bolt. though she's a girl.
i was writing with bellyn today. i write the first paragraph, she writes the next.
something like roleplaying i guess.
the duck's name changed from ergo to parfait.
Chapter 1, William.
William was popular in village school, mostly for his looks. However, though how much the girls in his school adore him, he shows no concern or attention to them.
His guy friends gave him looks of disbelief and asked the obvious,"How can you ignore a bunch of girls who would do anything for you?!" and William would sigh and reply,"She's not the one,"
Since they were all eighteen and that age was eligible was marriage, men and women all around the village were looking for spouses.
At least most of William's friends were wedded, some of their wives even pregnant. He would listen to the aging housewives who would visit his mother now and then, telling him,"William, dearie, you are growing older. You are at the prime of marriage and yet you have not wed. Your parents are waiting for grandchildren!"
And that would be the moment when his mother would shush them, her cheeks turning a crimson red and giving William an embarrassed smile.
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Despite his good looks, William was really a shy guy underneath. He tried to keep his circle of friends small and whenever a bunch of crazy fangirls come swarming after him, he would run and hide. Anyone would think he was a prince, but he was far, far from that. For one, he hates to socialize. He very much prefers to stay at his cosy little hut and feed the chickens his grandmother breed.
Sometimes, he wishes he was as ugly as the mean geese pecking him hard on his legs when he had ran out of food to feed them, if that would guarantee less popularity and the demolishment of 'William fanclubs'. When his teacher calls him out to the blackboard to explain an equation, or to solve a mathematical problem, he would blush really hard and not budge from his seat.
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He knew that he would be perfection to the girls who were "madly, insanely" in "love" with him if he was handsome and smart. He gave cold shoulders to all the girls unless it was really necessary. Which meant hardly.
Two months passed by, friends were being engaged. The amount of single girls who would be so willingly to marry William dampened but William still retained the same, feeding the gooses and chickens and eavesdropping over the conversations between the housewives and his mother.
One day as he fed the chickens, he began eavesdropping on the ladies' conversations. They would usually talk about their family, food and mundane things such as cooking recipes and gossip. Till, one of the housewives opened her mouth and said to his mother,"Linda, your son seems to be so unwillingly to marry any girl at sight. What is wrong with him?"
"Maybe he likes men," squeaked one housewife.
"Shut your face!"
"Sorry,"
- - -
The days dragged on and the winter neared itself towards the village. Most of the chickens had been slaughtered and some were kept for the eggs; the goose were sold to the marketplace. William really had nothing to feed. One day, while strolling along the marketplace and getting adoring stares from female shopkeepers, William saw a magic duck for sale. He approached the shopkeeper and asked how the duck is magical, to which the shopkeeper huffily replied,"It doesn't quack, lad. It howls." William thought that was indeed quite enchanted, so he took a few gold coins out from his old jacket and handed them to the shopkeeper in exchange for the magic duck which he named Ergo. The duck was silent as William walked home, whistling away to have found such a magnificent creature.
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He carried the duck in his arms, it was locked within his strong grasp. He didn't know why he really bought the duck, his mother would scream if she found out he spent a few gold coins on it which could have bought them two weeks full of food for the family.
He snuck through the back of the house instead of the front and put Ergo into the little yard which used to be surrounded by chickens.
The duck was still quiet as William started to grab his box of sunflower seeds and fed the duck. The duck merely stepped over the seeds, hardly even thinking they were food. "You're not hungry?" William asked the duck and the duck flapped its wings and let out the most peculiar sound. It was a bark.
Of course he already knew that but still, it shocked him.
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When the duck barked, another sound emerged from the inside of the hut. It was his mother.
"William! Where's that sound coming from?" Then her tone changed. "Did you get a dog?" William heard her mother's footsteps descending the small flight of stairs and nearing the back of the house. He knew he would get in trouble if his mother saw a duck, and discovered that he paid so much for a worthless animal that could bark. William tried to silent the duck by putting a finger to his lips, but he knew that even magical ducks do not understand sign languages. His mother's footsteps grew louder. With a deep breath, he shoved his hand between Ergo's beaks.
- - -
"William! What are you doing with your hand inside a duck's beak?!" His mother asked, surprised by her son's odd behaviour.
"Oh..er...The duck ate my gold coin," he answered.
"You silly boy, the coin will come out from the duck's waste!"
"But.."
"Take your hand out of that poor duck's beak, he'll die of suffocation!"
William reluctantly pulled his fist out of the duck's beak and luckily, the duck did not make a sound.
"Come in for some dinner," she said and returned to the house.
And then, the duck let out an ear-splitting howl.
"William! What was that?!"
"THE DUCK BIT MY ANKLE!" he screamed in fake horror.
"The duck bit your ankle?!"
"I'm okay, I shocked myself when I almost nearly chopped my leg off with the axe,"
"William, when were you ever clumsy?"
"Oh, mother, don't worry about me, I'm eighteen already!" he ended the conversation as they began dinner.
If William had continued the conversation, his mother would had began talking about marriage and he should already be hooked up, rejecting all offers from her friends who played matchmaker.
"I worry about you, son. You have so much good potential but yet, you are unwedded," she would say, putting her soft hand on his cheek, her deep brown eyes with deep worry and care of a mother.
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The next morning, William awakened to find it especially chilly. He put on his coat and went outside to find it snowing already. As he stuck his tongue out to taste a snowflake, his thoughts lingered to Parfait. He had not fed it since yesterday! Where was that duck? William searched around in the backyard only to find a white feather belonging to Parfait. He peeped into the coops, he looked under the pens but saw no sign of Parfait. He stood still for a while and listened hard for the duck's howl, or the flap of its wings but heard only the laughter of the children from the neighbourhood as they frolicked in the snow. Worried and upset that his gold coins had disappeared into thin air, he decided to go search for a while in the woods since there was nothing for him to do.
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He entered the woods, his eyes scanning for the duck. It was hapless, the duck could be anywhere now. He wandered through the forest, knowing every place of the forest at the back of his hand. Well, most.
Since the duck had no familiarity to its new name, William started yelling,"Ergo! Ergo! You crazy duck, where did you go!?"
Of course it was stupid, how could a duck remember its own name within a day?
Suddenly, he heard something collasping into the snow. He turned slowly, seeing an injured elk in the snow with a bleeding wound. It struggled in pain as William headed towards the elk. But before he could do anything, some strange bird began to feast on the elk's wound.
He was flabbergasted. A carnivorous bird?
He had read about fish-eating birds, but elk?
Snow in his fists, he threw the snow at the bird, who looked at him.
It was Parfait with elk blood all over its beak.
William stood in utter shock.
"This bloody bird is going to kill me," he thought, momentarily.
- - -
William returned to his senses as the elk shot him a pained look and then weakened. He ran towards Parfait and pulled the white duck away from the elk. It was not an easy task as Parfait was as fat as an overweight pig on chocolate diet. Eventually Parfait was quite a distance away from the wounded elk which ran away rather meekly and soon disappeared from William's sight.
"You crazy bird! Why don't you go eat sunflower seeds like other normal ducks? Then at least I can slaughter you and regain at least half of my gold coins!" Parfait howled and hopped out from William's grasp. It landed on the grassy meadow and started moving to a rabbit hole.
- - -
"Come back here!" William followed after, his boots sinking into the increasing amount of snow. The duck suddenly began to flap its wings and started to fly but William reached out his arms and grabbed its legs and at the same time, falling face down into the white pure snow.
A girly giggle echoed after.
Has a girl gone crazy enough to stalk him?
He had right to send her to an asylum if she did.
William got up, the duck under one of his arms as he began to clean off the snow off his face.
"Oh, why is there a man like you in a place like this?" the soft voice asked as William looked at the voice's direction, his eyes meeting a young woman, her hair of brown curls, eyes of emerald green. She was dressed in a green cloak, her maroon dress peeping out. She opened her small pink mouth and the voice asked,"Well?"
She was beautiful.
But before he could say anything, a male flustered voice interrupted. "Marguerite!"
A small smile formed on the woman's face as she disappeared into the forest.
That was when William knew she was the one.
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the ending of chapter one is so cheesy. :s
polaroids are made by using poladroid, they're very fun. 
and some random photos, i gave up taking photos of myself. -_-
this is the chopstick that held erin up during the entire photoshoot. i broke it after much effort.
i shall call it chargrilled bob and jaimie.
this is superman head.
outtakes for today. i did post them on flickr but hesitated and deleted them..
and what i did on the table.
