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"I love you a bushel and peck
A bushel and peck and a hug around the neck
A hug around the neck and a pile and a heap
A pile and a heap and I'm talking in my sleep
About you, about you..."

Waddling Duck sang at the top of her lungs, her young-sounding voice echoing harshly through the leaves with each crackle and hitch of her song. Disappointment ran through her when she paused, hoping her loyal-ish songbird, Quack, would pick up where she left off. However, the bird was nowhere to be seen (or heard).

Tired of waiting, the doe shrugged her shoulders and continued walking. She only waited a few steps before she started singing again, repeating every cringe-worthy word.

Ducky paused, one foot hanging in the air when she heard the stick cracking. She swiveled her head around, finally resting on the only resident, a foxbun with glowing eyes. Her eyes widened, her song forgotten for the moment.

"Oh!" The doe rushed over, nuzzling the creature and snuffling in its soft fur. "You are just the cutest!!! What are you doing here all alone? Did you want to come with me? Oh, of course you do! You shouldn't have to be all lonesome."

Waddling Duck snickered and sat back in her haunches while looking at the foxbun. It looked as if she were in it for the long haul. "My father taught you t to me, I think." if she were a lenur, she'd be stroking her chin. "Although, it might have been Widgeon, and who knows where she picks anything up."

"Would you like to hear it again?" Waddling Duck smile encouragedly, it was as if if she didn't know her voice was horrible. "I am just so happy! "

Waddling Duck's grin broadened even more. "Well, if that is the case, then I have LOTS of joy! You see, I met this buck and he is soooo pretty! And nice! He showed me another way to keep the bugs away, although I think I still like my mud baths. Your fur is so soft," she snuffled his side again. He reminded her of Hidden Story.

"Oh!" she suddenly remembered her song. She paused for a moment, rare for her, really. "My song. I. Um. I don't remember it now, I must have just made it up...." Her cheeks blossomed a bit in embarassment before she heard a pretty chirp up in the trees.

"Oh, Quack! You're back!" The songbird had flown away until the racket was done. Ducky glanced down at the foxbun. "Quack, come meet my new friend... erm..." She frowned a little. "I didn't catch your name. Did you tell me already? I am Waddling Duck, or Ducky. That is Quack up there."

Ducky smiled even more if that were possible. "Nice to meet you, Fish Bones!" she started humming, trying to remember the song. Lucky for her, the general theme was correct. With a disgruntled squeak, Quack took wing and flew off again.

The doe bounced up to her hooves and danced a bit. If Quack left, she must be on the right track. "Something about lo-ove, I am sure!"

"That's right!" Ducky squealed and danced around a bit. "... and a hug around the neck! And a pile and a heap... and I'm talking in my sleep... about yoooouuuu!" She let the last word go on and on and on. Her voice started cracking, so she stopped and gave the foxbun the best hug she could manage with his little size.

"Why Fishbones, are you trying to serenade me?" The doe grinned cheekily. "I must warn you that Marshrush has taken my heart already." She gave a wink before bobbbing her head. "They are about love today! Widgeon is the better singer, though, and usually I just sing her songs along with her."

She left out the part about all the animals fleeing when they did so as well...

The doe blushed but gave a cheeky grin, "Oh, I hope so! Do you think it might be possible? That would be so grand, I could..." and she rambled on about what food she'd bring, the treats she could give to Marshrush, and all the family adventures, and so forth.

Ducky game another toothy grin and snuffled in to the foxbun's soft fur. "Oh? And are you a sooth-saying foxbun, then? You think it could really happen? That would be so great!" Her eyes glazed as her tone took a wistful tone.