Duck Hunt [Mischa]

[Hildegard Merquise]

Wednesday.... A lovely day, blue skies, white fluffy clouds here and there, the sucks a quacking and pattering about. The odd splash as one dunks themselves under water to find food, followed by more quacking. Super warms days where the sun is out,not a time for gingers to be out. It was her main concern, burning like toast. Her red blue gaze focused on her surroundings, looking to the left, to the right and once again forward. Smiling, Hilde watched as her very good friend, Henry the duck, swam about surrounded by ducks. As she did so, the girl couldn't help but wonder... Are they making fun of him? Does he have a Canadian duck accent? Could they tell he was foreign? Were they against him for living with me? Although she highly doubted it. It would seem that ducks in big cities were more accustomed to people, to the point where they'd sit close to a human on the grass. How strange.

Huff puff..

The squeaking and the heavy breath of a tired person drew near, looking to her right, Hilde saw a young man pushing a bike. Although it seemed perfectly fine, she couldn't help but wonder why he was so tired and not riding it.

"Can I sit here?" The young man asked in a friendly manner,"I need a rest."

Smiling, the girl nodded, she didn't mind. Most of the other benches seemed to be filled with romancing couples, and parents watching their young play. So int he end, it wouldprobably be ebst to sit with the girl clad in black,purple, and white. Although it was stupid, she asked anyways. "How is the lovely day treating you?"

So the young man began his tale, telling her how he flew over his handle bars, how the tube of his tire came out and wrapped itself in a weird place on the back of the bike, how he had been planning on going to the beach. It was all horrible. The poor guy.

All the while Henry noticed that Hilde wasn't paying attention to him. She was talking to what smelled like a unclean male. That wouldn't do at all, taking to the air, he'd dive bomb the young man with dropping rockets and fly off."QUACK QUACK QUACK!"

She was shocked and speechless, looking as Henry flew away.. AS HENRY FLEW AWAY!? Getting up, she'd turn to the poor young man,"Sorry about that." Turning away again,Hilde would start to run in the direction Henry flew off in, trying to keep herself from laughing. It was kind of amusing.

"Henry!"

[Mischa Badoer]

*BAM!*

Mischa was knocked on her ass when a guy flew into her. Wow, usually she was the one who bumped into people whilst flying in the air. The guy apologized and she shrugged it off. It was obviously Karma... and also... how bitchy would it be for her to get pissed at someone who did something she always found herself doing? Especially when it was an accident...

She dusted off her shirt and shorts before looking around.

Don't you hate the moments where you forget what you were doing...and you are looking around aimlessly? Well, that was happening to Mischa... Her lips puckered up as she stared at the shops in front of her. None of them sparked a memory or a task that had needed to be accomplished.

Well...pooh.

She turned and headed up up the hill and when she got to the top she saw the boy that had crashed into her sitting on the bench. As she thought of where to go a duck attacked him.

o.O?

As a girl apologized to him the duck smacked square in her head. It flapped furiously before escaping and flying about. Her eyes followed the duck as she was quite confused and her hair was now a messy nest....a duck nest =D?! No? Not funny? Tried too hard? Kay...

"Henry!"

She turned back to the red head... the duck had a name? and it was Henry?

KEWWWT!

Then she realized the duck was being chased.

Should I help the girl? I would like help if I were in the situation.... If I lost my duck I would be quite upset.

Mischa followed the girl and duck in tow. She wasn't a fast runner.... or coordinated for that matter.. but what evs!! IT WAS FOR A GOOD 'CAUSE!!

"HERE DUCKY DUCKITY DUCK!"

Mischa would call it.... how did one call for a duck anyhow?

Cats= Here kitty kitty kitty
Dog=C'MERE Puppy! Good boy!
Duck= Here ducky duckity duck?

SURE!! No one is arguing!!!

She would get close to the flying bird and would try to catch it as if about to give it a hug.... only to mess and topple forward slightly and hug her own chest tight... She regained her balance (surprising I know) and carried on trying to catch the duck.

"COME IN FROM THE LEFT AND I WILL CHASE HIM DOWN FROM THE RIGHT!" she would call the to red head.

[Hildegard Merquise]

Running, Hilde would see Henry attack an innocent girl, THE POOR DEAR! Passing her, she'd shout an apology. "Sorrryyy!!!" Whilst running, she heard the sounds of someone behind her. OH NO THE GIRL WAS ANGRY. Picking up speed, the girl tried to escape. It wasn't until she heard the girl's voice calling Henry.

"HERE DUCKY DUCKITY DUCK!"


CCUUTTTTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.....

It was adorable, there was nothing else to describe it. Smiling, Hilde ran into the bike rack. The bar to her stomach, the girl began gasping for air. AIR IS GOOOOODDDD... Holding her stomach, she'd look to the stranger who had caught up with Henry. A few more moments of gaspage and pain, Hilde was back and running. Breathing like an out of shape jogger after a lap around the track, she'd hear the words of a very nice stranger.


"COME IN FROM THE LEFT AND I WILL CHASE HIM DOWN FROM THE RIGHT!"

Nodding, the red haired girl went along with the plan, running towards Henry from the opposite side as the girl. She could only hope they'd catch him. She needed to apologize to him and the girl.

NO more runnninnggg.....D:


like an out of shape jogger.

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa's hadn't caught that she ran into a bike rack... but the red head was seemed fine when she chased the duck once again. She followed Mischa's directions.. only when they closed in on the duck... Mischa went too far and bumped into the girl... and she put so much force into trying to catch the duck... she would push the girl far.... then it would probably cause for her to stumble backwards...in which would trip Mischa forward further more.

If they kept it up, Mischa would have backed Hilde into a Rickshaw. Mischa was in an awkward straddle like position and her face was far too close for comfort.

Kinky? Now more like uncomfortable.

"Whoops.."...then she felt a shift. Her eyes went a little as she realized the that she had climbed up earlier... was right behind the Rickshaw. It began rolling backwards and Mischa looked behind her to see if the "driver walker person" was present... and he wasn't.

"Shi-" Mischa tried getting off the so she could get off the rickshaw.... of course it was to late. Mischa just stayed on top of the girl and held tight on the back rest of the rickshaw.

She heard the man who probably owned the contraption yelling and chasing them... He thought they were stealing it... Mischa was sooo not stealing it.. if anything.. she will never want to see another one of these again!!!

"I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHERE THIS CAME FROOOOOOM!" she would call with a whiney screamy voice as they rolled down the hill a picked up speed.

"I'M GONNA DIE-HI-HI-HIIIIII!!"

o.0?

She loocked over the red head girl's head and beyond the back rest of the rickshaw to see a fruit stand in their line of direction. The merchant was waving his arms as if that would stop the running free cart... though if it were that easy Mischa wouldn't be rolling down this bloody hill in the first place.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

*crash*

Mischa was thrown off the Rickshaw and onto the road that had been covered in mushy fruit. She uncomfortable landed on a bunch of broken wood from the fruit stand... she felt incredibly sticky... but out of it all she looked down at her knee as her lip jutted out and her brows furrowed.

I have a booboo on my knee.

She would try her best not to bend her leg and she grabbed onto it giving the scrape a blow. "Ouwie, ouwie, ouwie! SHHHHNNT AAAAH....Stings.... ouwiiiie"

[Hildegard Merquise]

Running, running.. SMASH!!! They'd collide, she'd be pushed, after which the girl would trip and they'd fall in a horrible position. The stranger over her, while trapped in what would appear to be a rickshaw. All the while, the girl couldn't help but think. STRANGER DANGER! STRANGER DANGER! STRANGER DANGER! It would be the second time was was too close to another girl for comfort, although the other girl had pushed the line. Where as the stranger was fine and dandy. Regardless of not if she was under the girl.

Hilde's back hurt from the seat and the edge of the rickshaw. Her stomach from the metal bike rack she had run into. It wasn't her day, but form the stranger's expression.... it was about to get worse. They started moving, slowly and it built up. Soon, it was like riding a roller coaster.

"WAHHHHHHHHHHHH! STOP THIS THING!" Hilde cried out as she reached up and clung to the girl. It was the only thing she could think of. The jolt of the front hitting something, caused Hilde to let go, but the initial crash sent her flying, hitting the fruit and crates so nicely stacked near the cart. Her arm scrapped against the cement, as did her knee. While trying to protect her head with her arms, the girl dinged her elbow off the curb . Laying on the ground. She'd slowly start moving.

"Heilige Mutter fudge! Dass weh! Gott verdammt, Ellbogen. Ökologisch Wirtschaften. Fuck, verletzt." The red haired girl grumbled as she held her arm close. The sting of her elbow was great. It kept her from noticing, she was rolling in fruit.

Hilde said a bad worrrrddddd!!! But it hurt so much.WHY WAS IT CALLED THE FUNNY BONE!?!?!

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa whimpered as she looked at all the booboos on her knees and elbows. She even pulled some strings of peach from her leg and flicked it...hearing the wet slap of the fruit hitting the concrete. The fruit guy was cursing and what not as everyone just stared. Mischa would huff some air knowing damn well she was going to have to pay the man for the damage... and she felt bad so she would pay him more because he wouldn't be able to make profit for today.

*quack*

Then next thing she knew... the duck perched itself on top of her and started pecking at her head to grab the strings of peaches and plums from her hair. She flinched each peck, turning her head to the red haired girl.

"I found your duck."

She would quickly wrap her hands around it's body and confiding his wings so he wouldn't flap about as she handed him over to the girl. "...Sorry 'bout all that..." She would get up with a cringe from pain. "The name is Mischa." she would walk over to the girl while holding out her arm. Her intentions were to help her up.... but it only lead into her stepping on a banana peel... and they say that only happens in movies. She fell back but luckily she didn't fall down.. but she did trip backwards.

COME ONE MISCHA REGAIN YOUR BALANCE!!

Instead she tripped on a 2x4 and biffed 'er right into a metal head. He fell...on another metal head...then another..and another.

Dominoes!=D?!





o.o


Wait......

Where did all the metal heads come from.....

Wait.................................

They might get mad..

D=

[Hildegard Merquise]

Her elbow it hurt, so badly. Why was it they called it the funny bone? There was nothing funny about it! Unless it was named purely by those who enjoy others pain. Rolling onto her side, she's push up off the ground and get to her feet. Biting her lower lip the girl let both her arms hang lose, she's slowly straighten up and look to Mischa, who at the time had apprehended her duck Henry. Taking the duck in her arms, the girl smiled. "Thank-you." Followed by laughter.

Although it would seem trouble was to follow the two around. Almost in a slow motion kind of way, Misha would fall and knock over a line of metal heads congregating outside of a local CD store. Toppling over, they'd fall like dominoes, clad in black and white. Although quickly they'd find their feet. Angry and snarling, in search of the person who had pushed them. Pushing people, which lead to a fight. Tumbling, falling, and moshing, the metal heads would thrash and push at each other, harming who ever they could get their hands on. Quite the sight, but somewhere in the pile, there was the stranger.Letting go of the duck, Hilde would rush into the mosh of black and white. In hopes of finding the sweet heart who had helped her so much that day. Ducking under fists and avoiding feet. Hilde tried her best to keep out of sight, but it was oh so difficult.

"Stranger lady! Her lady lady lady."

How else was one to call for a stranger amidst trouble?

"It's them!" A husky voice shouted, the group fell silent, people paused mid punch.


She stopped, like a deer in the head lights, Wide eyed and terrified. With that, she too began to run. Gooey, sticky, sweaty, and tired. Hilde would rush out of the group of scary people in black,grabbing the wrist of the stranger she'd pull her along.

REUNITED AND IT FEELS SO GOOD.

"ESSCAAPPEEE!!!"


They lost the duck, they were hurt, and now on the run.


Ohwhat fun the day had been, covered in fruit.

D:


Stupid duck....

[Mischa Badoer]

Misha was sitting flat on her ass ducking when she had seen what she had caused. Several men and women punching each other... angry for whom ever started it... but the person who started it was just the dorky girl cowering amongst the throng of angry metal heads. She heard the familiar voice of the girl she had met moments before and she had found hope yet. Right when they linked their hands at each others wrist to tug Mischa up to her feet... Mischa heard the proclamation.

Both Mischa and the girl stood there in pause as everyone stared at them..... then she felt the tug of the girl and they were off! Mischa tried her best not to fall flat on her face by tripping over herself.

"I'M SORRY!!"

Mischa would yell back towards the metal heads... and of course towards the girl she had drug into the situation... and wait... WHERE WAS THE DUCK!? He probable peaced out knowing it wasn't safe.... he better not be lost 'cause Mischa would feel super bad.

The started gaining a good distance on the group...cause well.. they were tripping and pushing each other so it was making them unable to catch up to the two girls... so Mischa would shove the red head into a store and the sales associate would stare at the two in shock from the sudden and loud entrance into the store.

"May...... I.... Help you?"

"What are you selling?" Mischa would ask as casually as she could with what little breath she had left from all the exercise.

"Umm...." she would point at the merchandise, "Kitchen appliances..."

Mischa would look at the stuff laid out before her and a light bulb went off.

THAT'S WHAT SHE WAS GONNA DO!!

"Oh kick ass! I needed one of these!" she would grab a blender... and a toaster.... She would set them on the counter and she would ring them in.... they were very pricey to be what they were, but Mischa wanted to the of the best... but when she grabbed her wallet there was no wallet. "Shoot.... lost my wallet...." she would look at her phone and text one of her henchmen to call and cancel her card for her...then her eyes would glance up to the window to see the last of the metal heads pass by. "Thanks though...I will so have to come back later!" and with that she would tug on the red head's hand to lead her out of the shop...the sales associate was obviously having a WTF? moment when two girls covered in mushy fruit stormed into her store.

Now they were out of the store Mischa would smile. "As I was saying before... Sorry for the trouble... and I'm Mischa... and you are......." she would hold out her hand for an introduction.

[Hildegard Merquise]

There had been so much running, a little too much for her taste, although it was an adventure. That in its own was awesome, even though they risked being squashed by angry, spiky men and women clad in black. The question was, who would fall first? Would it be stranger woman or herself that would bring them to the mercy of the horde. Mercy? They were angry, starting a fight without investigating the cause. What a horrifying group of people. Hilde was a little worried. Running blindly down the street, with monsters on their heels.

SHOVE!

THUD!

A door open, the ding of the door could be heard, she was pushed by the stranger, where she'd follow, closing the door. Bing bong.Getting up slowly, the red haired girl looked down at the markings her fruity self had made on the front mat. Her back to the door, as the thunderous stomping of the metal heads passed. Heaving a sigh of relief, Hilde looked around. Watching as Mischa questioned he salesperson.

They had sought refuge in a kitchen appliance store, so shiny, so new...SO EXPENSIVE! Red blue eyes followed the girl as she picked up various appliances, claiming she'd buy them. Although when the time came to pay..the wallet was gone!

O______O NOT GOOD.

The girl would state her return, eevventually and lead Hilde out.It was introduction time. The stranger in fruit goo, her name was Mischa. She seemed friendly, after all she had gone through so much to help her find Henry. Such a dear! "It's nice to meet you Mischa. My name is Hildegard." Smiling,"No no no! sorry for all the trouble. Had you not tried to help me find Henry, you'd be cleaner and have your wallet."

She felt horrible about it all.

"Thank-you."

[Mischa Badoer]

(OOC: This was lame... I forced myself and this is what came (that's what she said) out... sooo.... yer!)

"Hildegard?" Mischa would smile. "Imma call you Hillzy."

Nicknames never seized to exist in Mischa's world. Then when she heard the apology being thrown back in the other direction..she would simply cock an eye brow and laugh a type of laugh that would hint to someone they were not too sure about that. She would point behind herself with her thumb in the direction of the fruit stand and snort when she laughed.

"That? Well... that is just a regular day for me. Though... only thing irregular about it was that I had that major biff 'caused by chasing a duck... least there was a decent reason that didn't involve 'oh I just tripped on the flat surface....................... which...... doesn't..... happen... all... the... time?"

Nice save, Jackass.

Then... the duck appears out of no where... landing on the ground beside them. Hmmmm... if a super hero had come and saved them she soo would have had suspicions...

disappearing when danger was near...returning when all was safe.

Blasted duckity!

"Well...... Henry is safe.... SO UM!"

*swats at fly*

"Uh.... That was fun?"

If it weren't for Mischa's inability to make friends.. she would be trying right now... might as well right? They have been through some strangeness together................ but Mischa failed at friend making.

[Hildegard Merquise]

Mischa's comments, they were so amusing. Hilde had to try and stop herself from laughing,which was rather difficult for her. Well,they were hurt, they were smiling, covered in fruit. After a hunt for a duck, lead to a runaway rickshaw, the classic crashing of the street fruit vendor, followed by dominoes, a street fight, hiding.... It was just all too amusing. Who knew such things ACTUALLY happened to people. Smiling, the red haired girl looked down at the ground, struggling in the battle to hold it.

It was the landing of the duck that finally took the cake.

"BAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!! oh my..ha ha ha ha ha ha ha." It hurt to laugh, looking down and covering her mouth. Turning away and giggling, finally looking to the sky. It brought a tear to her red blue eyes, such a magical day. "ha ha ha ha."


Mischa was a funny person, it seemed that magical things would happen if she was around Mischa. >___>;; It's not like she'd use Mischa for adventure. SHE WAS JUST SO OSOM! Funny, helpful, full of lovely escape routes.

"Thanks so much... ha ha ha ha... for helping me ...ha ha ah. Find my duck.. hee hee hee." It was so hard.....to stop laughing.

They were sticky, sweaty, tired, and well smelling like various fruit anddd attracting flies... It was only time before... BEEEEE!!! O___O the buzz of a bee could be heard, her eyes widened in horror. THOSE BEECHES HURT! O___O;;; what to do? panic?BEEEEEEEEE.... o.o;

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa stared as the girl looked to the ground.... she looked as if she was trying to hold in something like.... a laugh.... Mischa then pinched her lips in between her teeth as she too tried to hold in the laughter... even though there really was no point, because if they both thought it was funny....why not let it out?

But... it was only a matter of time before Hillzy bursted into laughter and Mischa would then follow in tow.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" she would grab her gut as she laughed along side the new girl until....

*BZZZZZZZZ*

0.0

The laughter came to a halt as Mischa paused... her mouth pursed and her eyes wide as her whole body went still....her eyes following the buzzing insect.

They smelled like dinner.

"BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"Mischa exlaimed with jumping up and down and started flailing her arms... you were supposed to remain come as to not piss them off....

BUT FUCK THAT NOISE! IT WAS A BEE!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" she would run around in circles like a maniac... people stopping and staring as this girl that was covered in hot sticky fruit was flailing about screaming like a total nut case! While her voice was whiny and she cried like like "WAAH-HAAA-HAAAAA!!!!" she would cling onto the red head.

*poke*

Mischa looked down at the bee that was now stingerless... twitching... dying on the cement. Mischa's lip jutted out and quivered as tears blurred her vision.

"Ouwie..."

She's been stabbed.

She's been shot.

She's been electrocuted.

She's been stung by a bee.

"Ouwie ouwie ouwie!" her hands unclung from Hillzy as she grabbed for her right butt cheek rubbing it profusely

"THEY CAN STING YOU THROUGH JEAAAAN SHOORTS?!" she whined as she jumped up and down rubbing her ass.

[Hildegard Merquise]

Bursting out into a fit of laughter, it was rather fun, especially since she wasn't the only one laughing. GOOD! Laughing by oneself is never fun. Although, the bee was a little unsettling, especially since they were both sticky and covered in fruit. Standing completely still, Hilde smiled and tried to keep herself from angering the yellow and black menace!

Even when she had been clung too, the red haired girl did not move. O___O;;; Poor Mischa. She let get and started to tear up. Wait...they could sting through jean? O___O;;; the more you learn.. because knowledge is power and knowing is half the battle. Trying to keep herself from laughing at her new friend's display, Hilde put a hand on the girl's head and smiled. Just a simple pat on the head and reassuring smile. The pain would go away soon enough.

"You poor darling. Would you like some ice cream?"

Ice cream made things better, right? RIGHT?

BA HA HA HA HA... FOOLISH GIRL. HA HA HA HA

It was random, perhaps a little spur of the moment. "WANNA SLEEPOVER?" o////o;;;;

Weird, right? They had only met that day. Running around, causing accidents, destroying things, and chasing an angry duck. Mischa was fun and that was what Hilde liked about her. "Sorry.." >///////<;;;

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa rubbed at her bum trying to get the sting to go away... BUT IT MADE IT WORSE!

Then the girl asked Mischa if she wanted ice cream.

Mischa paused and looked at the girl with a blank look... theeeeen....

"WANNA SLEEPOVER?"

And more pausation (it is a word now according to me) continued. She stared, her hand still planted on her ass, as she stared at the girl. Her eyes were bugged eyed for the reasons that shall be listed below:

1) The mentioning of the delicious frozen treat.
2) Her bum had a booboo.
3) The girl asked for a sleep over.

Yeah it was completely unnecessary to list those.... but there is a time and need for a post filler and that was one of those moments.

And good thing Mischa was a nice person and liked friends.

"Ice cream yes. Apology no. Sleep over............................. OK!"

Mischa... a friend? Of course she was going to jump at the opportunity!!!

"Um... Where though? MYYYY plaaace?" Mischa shrugged... sh had fun stuff at her house!!! likelikelike....pizzaaaaa....aandanndannnd moooviiieees ananand gaaammmes andandand.....jacuzzziii

[Hildegard Merquise]

SHE ACCEPTED! THE WORLD WAS A MARVELOUS PLACE! Hilde was rather happy, she couldn't help but smile as she looked at her new comrade. It wasn't every day that she had made a friend, so the evening would be marvelous. Movies, good food, SLEEPING BAG WORM FIGHT! video games, chilling... All that fun stuff. Wait... It hit her, she'd never really had a sleepover before. For some reason people didn't want to be around her at night. ;O;

"Yay! I've never had a sleepover before."

Yes, she was so happy that she blurted out her lame secret to the complete stranger that she had just met and chased her duck around town for a good period of time.... Run on sentence. Stupid move Hilde, lame move. She looked down at the ground, up at the sky, and then at a tree. Following it there was laughter. She felt so silly, but it was such a funny thing... To her at least.

Her house or Mischa's? QUESTIONS! OH THE QUESTIONS. If they went to her home, they'd be near police officers, it was their game night. They'd sit around watching football, playing cards... or something. Plus... Abel and the rest of the men would probably interrogate poor Mischa. SHE WOULD NOT SUBJECT HER FRIEND TO SUCH THINGS!

"Your house? It's game night at my house. So it's crawling with police."

That didn't sound shady at all....