It's a Hard Duck Life

The Search For Members

"Gotta sh*t instead of pee, join RDC!" Royal yelled as she handed out flyers for their club in an attempt to find a forth member.

"How is she saying the *?" Nervous asked.

"She speaks Italian." Duck said.

Every student avoided eye contact with Royal and walked past her as quickly as they could. Sometimes, the bystanders would run away from one of the girls and Duck would chase after them.

"This is isn't working." Nervous said.

"I know right. This is like a workout for me." Duck said, breathing heavily.

It had only been five minutes since they started advertising their club.

"Let's find a place with a lot of people." Royal said.

"Yeah, they keep running." Nervous agreed.

The three girls walked to the part of the campus that always seemed to have the most people. Once they arrived, they noticed a huge crowd of people dancing to loud music.

"What's going on over there?" Nervous asked.

"Lets go check it out." Royal suggested.

The girls walked over to see what all the noise was about. They noticed a huge booth with a banner that said "NX Club".

"What the heck is the NX club?" Duck asked.

Royal and Nervous shrugged their shoulders.

"Let's go to the booth so we can ask what this is all about." Nervous said.

"You must have a death wish if you are planning on going into that big crowd of people." Royal said.

Duck dove into the crowd of people.

"Duck! No!" Royal yelled. Duck was nowhere to be seen in the crowd of people. There was no hope of her ever coming back. "Looks like it's just going to be us now." Royal turned her head to look at Nervous.

Nervous started to take off her jacket.

"Nervous, what are you doing?" Royal asked. Royal had a bad feeling of what Nervous was about to do.

"I have to go save my friend," Nervous said, "Here, hold my jacket." Nervous handed Royal her jacket.

Nervous took a deep breath and hurled herself into the crowd to go find Duck.

"I guess I have to go find new friends." Royal said as she walked away. She threw Nervous's jacket on the ground.

Nervous began looking for Duck but she was unsuccessful. She pushed her way through many sweaty people. She decided to just go to the front of the crowd and see if she could find Duck there. Nervous was being pushed around back and forth which made her nervous. She received some weird looks from people which was mostly likely due to the paper bag on her head.

But her paper bag could not compare to the hat of the guy standing in front of her. He was dancing while holding a glass of cranberry juice.

He noticed Nervous staring at him and gave her a head nod.

"I like your hat." Nervous pointed to the living sloth lying comfortably atop the guy's head.

"Thanks. It's not just any hat. It's a living hat! IT'S CALLED ENRIQUE!" He shouted.

"I see that." Nervous said.

"Why do you have a paper bag on your head?" The man with Enrique asked.

"Bad haircut." Nervous said. "Have you seen my friend, Duck?"