It's a Hard Duck Life

Fun Fair Club Fair

Every year Hazard college would put on a club fair after every student was settled into a club. Each club would set up a booth and they would have to come up with fun activities for all the students to participate in.

Nervous and V-cent were working hard on setting up the game wheel for their club's booth. The wheel was split into 2 categories. The participants could either land on a rainbow turd or a golden duck. If they landed on a turd, they moved onto the next round until there was one player left.

"You would think that it would be better to land on a golden duck instead of some turd." Royal stated.

"That's where you're wrong Royal. Our club is based on poop so obviously landing on the turd is best. Plus it's a rainbow turd which makes it special." Duck explained. "You need to use your head."

"Whatever." Royal rolled her eyes.

Duck, Royal and Babs were sitting in their lawn chairs watching Nervous and V-cent doing all the work.

"It's so hot out here. I hate the sun." Royal complained.

Babs checked the weather on her iPhone 13 XLS. "It says it's 69 degrees. That's like perfect weather."

"Okay, mosquito bite tits."

"Oh, okay." Duck said.

"It's just how we talk to each other." Royal explained. "It's a love hate relationship. She loves me and I hate her."

Babs rolled her eyes.

"When are we going to check out the other activities?" Babs asked.

"When will Nervous finish setting up our booth? Hurry up, Nervous." Royal said, sitting in her lawn chair as she reached for her mimosa. V-cent was now fanning her with a giant leaf.

"We still need someone to run the booth, while we walk around." Nervous said.

"Not it!" Duck yelled.

"Don't worry. I got that covered." Royal said.

All she did was snap her fingers, and a person from across the lawn came running toward them.

"You called, My Queen." Friend #2 said as he arrived by Royal's side, breathing heavily.

"I need you to run the booth while we're gone." Royal stated, taking a sip of her mimosa.

"Done and done. What I gotta do?" Friend #2 saluted her.

"So, you take 20 of these peasants and have them spin that dirty, old wheel over there. And if they land on the feces, you make them stand over on the right side. If they land on the duck, you make them stand on the left side. Then you take all the people on the right side and make them spin again. You continue this until you have one person left on the right side. If no one wins you start the round over. After ten winners, make them all spin against each other for the 1st place prize." Royal explained. "Simple?"

"Crystal clear! Clear as your beautiful skin." Friend #2 said.

"Alright. Let's go, peasants." Royal led the rest of RDC down the trail to the other booths.

"Where should we go first?" Nervous asked.

"The kissing booth." Babs said.

"Ew. That's gross. Who wants to kiss some stranger?" Royal asked full of judgement.

Babs raised her hand.

Duck almost raised her hand before remembering she was still dating Jarod.

"Fine. Let's get this over with." Royal said.