#magichcuse

Vivian rushes over to Duck in excitement with a wagging tail, something that's rare to see from her. Her surroundings are looking more vibrant as well, though this seems to escape her notice.

"I just went to lunch with a good friend of mine, I wish we could spend more time together..."

Shifting her phone screen so Duck can see one of the pictures she took on her outing—a photograph in a café next to a burrowing owl around Vivian's age, it's clear just from looking into Vivian's eyes that she has feelings for the friend in question. She doesn't expect Duck to pry much; he seems to be more preoccupied with his own life. Hell, Vivian half expects Duck to change the topic after seeing the picture! {¤} 《 Viv is happy for once, gotta cherish this moment 》

Duck seems taken back by the sudden peppy behaviour Vivian is displaying. He gives a little hum as if pondering what this could mean. It seems that the answer hits him when he even lets out a little. 'Oooh.'

“Hey, I don’t need advice on how to be a good father, alright!?” Duckman snaps. He had found himself ranting about the lack of respect his kids had for him thanks to Bernice because that’s totally the only reason they don’t respect him when the other was kind enough to make a suggestion, only Duckman wasn’t exactly open to criticism.

Is that socially acceptable to tell people? Breanna is still getting used to this "socializing" thing... {¤} (magichcuse)

Duck hums, his eyes shifting up in contemplation. 'I don't mind since its true. I'd look good in whatever I wear.' His tail is wagging, the comment has been well recieved.'Thank you for noticing, dear.' Well this hasn't gotten to his head.

" it's hard to be lonely , but it's the right thing . " { magichcuse } (Vivian) (Lana Del Rey Starters)

He quirks a brow. She speaks as though she'd know a thing or two about loneliness... Perhaps living in a 'community' isn't as warm and welcoming as the Red one described it to be. Duck 'What are you harping on about?'

{¤} "I was asleep before the couch started singing to me. How the hell do you all put up with the constant annoyance?" {¤}

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He gives a knowing nod. Duck's only awake because his mattress came to life and started chanting...He'd left the other two up upstairs...perhaps they should go to them soon; lessons never end with hugs or smiles after all.

'Well you're still in one piece, you got off light.' He says, swaying on his heels. At least he hasn't seen any injury to her.

As for that question, how do they put up with their furniture coming to life? Caterwauling at them? Well, denial helps. Lots and lots of denial.

'We have a system.' The bird explains, now joining her on the sofa. 'Sometimes we might distract ourselves with more trivial issues, like that pesky cupboard door that squeaks every time I open it.' A death glare is aimed at said cupboard and an angry wave of his fist. 'Or we just try to forget about it. This place will drive a little bonkers if you don't.'

@magichcuse

{¤} Green isn't really Vivian's colour and the scarf is sloppy, but it's the thought that counts. Besides, being told that Duck "actually likes" her is a gift in of itself.

"How charming! Thank you, Duck!"

Vivian suddenly remembers a cool rock she's been meaning to give Duck but never had the opportunity to before. It's primarily grey, but has streaks of minerals still visible. It's not much, but it's the only thing Vivian has on hand to compensate him. The rock is placed in his hand awkwardly, unable to shake the feeling the gift is inadequate. {¤}

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He doesn’t realise that his scarf isn’t fitting; Duck, is as always, stuck in his haze of brilliance. Still, Vivian seems to appreciat the gesture none the less. His eyes shut in an expression of delight, his beak wrinkling up.