"Absolutely the fuck not," Elesch said, glaring at the ducks like they'd made a personal attack. "This is not happening."
Adam was clutching his stomach at this point, tears in his eyes, rolling down his face. "Oh, it's happening, alright. Ducks have now entered the chat."
His laughter was blocking his breathing, staggering him behind, as he halted to catch his breath.
"Yeah, that's what you get," Elesch playfully said.
Nova leaned over, whispering conspiratorially: " Elesch, you realize you're the parade marshal, right? You're holding the sacred relic. They're not following me. They're following you."
She froze, shocked to hear what he had to say, even though it was blatantly clear why the animals were following them. "...No."
"Oh yes."
Adam nodded vigorously, finally able to catch his breath. "You're the Pied Piper of animals now. Congrats. Not many people are able to achieve such a feat."
