EP.11 - YELLOW KNEW MATH WAS DANGEROUS

Chanel was looking out the window and sighing (sospirare). She loved her new family but couldn’t help but think about his best friend all alone in a dark drawer. She couldn’t know that Thèo had been joined by another French duck. The latter was from Paris, of course. He didn’t came from any gift shop, he was from a perfume shop in Monmartre, the artist’s district, and he was – himself – a great artist. His real name was Paul but he liked to be called Monet.  They shared many interests, they loved the very same things and, here come the best part, they were madly in love. It was not that he didn’t remember his pink best friend, he was just lost in Monet’s eyes. Simple as that.

The rubber duchies we now know all too well, were all very busy ducks but they all took great care of each other. Along the hour, Yellow, his bro Orange and Centurion had been sharing glances. They wanted to see their little pink pal (I know I should have said gal but, you know, when guys have a friend they think of her ad a guy even though she is a girl….a very pink and girlish girl) smile again.

Yellow remembered Chanel talking about her former owner’ fashion blog and, chitchatting with her, he stole her vital information on the matter.

Given this precious intel, they managed to connect to the blog and the computer camera from the tablet they were still hiding (since before Halloween) under a towel.

Unbelievably, Centurion duck was the hell of a hacker. Chanel was on the washing machine with the three of them (Yellow, Orange and Centurion) and was bumping all over the place to excited to stay still even for a second.

When the screen finally showed her Théo, he was with his new pal, a photo of Paris behind their backs and little paper hearts were flowing in the air.

She was now scorned and enraged. She’d been worried the whole time and he’d hardly gave a damn ‘bout her.

Before Théo could say a single word, she became red with rage (Orange – a sucker for superheroes’ movie – thought she was going to became green and put some muscle on) and reached for the first thing she could grasp. Of course it had to be our little rubber friend Yellow. She took him with her very own hand and threw him away…..well by now you should know were.

Down on the bath-tube floor Yellow scoffed and didn’t say a word. He could hear Théo whining and Chanel screaming. When Orange joined him, head down and tail in the air, they looked at each other awkwardly but remained silent.

Bottom line, beware math: itsucks and can be dangerous. Triangles are life threatening stuff and it is not because they are pointy.