Ducky Park
Frank the Fish
You pull the shiny fish costume on, amazed at how the scales look and feel. You weren’t sure what to expect but you didn’t think it would be so fish-like in texture. It's a rubbery, slimy costume with an odor to it that is not unlike that of a fish.
As you slip the costume over your head you remember how brave Frank the Fish was in the cartoons; always rescuing his friend Happy from the evil clutches of Dastardly Dog or Arnie the Alligator. It would be good to parade around the park as the notoriously trustworthy friend of Happy Duck, you think as you walk out of the costume closet and through the expansive office to the door on the far wall.
You step back into the souvenir shop and wave to the young woman behind the counter. She waves back smiling, but as you pass her she calls something to you that you can't quite hear beneath the costume. You turn around to find out what she wants.
"I said your zipper is down," She tells you.
You flush with embarrassment and instinctively move your hands to cover your manhood before you realize that she is most likely talking about the costume zipper.
"Here," She says; "Let me help." She walks out from behind the counter and zips your costume up in the back.
"Oh, thanks," You say; "If not for you they would've all known that I wasn't really a fish."
She laughs a little at your remark. "You are brave soul to wear that costume, you know," she says.
"Brave?" You ask. “Why is that?”
"Well the last three people who wore that costume died. Some say that it’s cursed." She grins a little in mockery. "If you believe in that sort of thing."
You swallow hard and try not to feel intimidated. You're glad the costume hides the look of fear that must be evident on your face because you absolutely do believe in that sort of thing. The last three people that wore this have died, you think. You can feel beads of sweat on your forehead.
"It's probably just superstition," You say, mostly to sound brave.
"I don't know," She argues; "I knew the last guy. He was a really nice kid. A tarantula climbed up inside of there and bit him a half dozen times."
"I'll be fine," You tell her.
"Let's hope," she says. "Good luck out there."
You thank her and exit the gift shop, looking around in search of a destination. Where would it be better for Frank the Fish to hang out and greet Ducky Park patrons? Initially you think the Water Zone would be best considering that you are supposed to be a fish and fish should be in the water, but then you start to think about the stage area where all the shows are, or even around some of the rides.
The Water Zone seems the obvious place to find a fish, you think; but the show area is where people expect to find the celebrities; and there would be more guests out near the rides..
Realizing that you can't stand there forever, you force yourself to reach a decision. What will it be?
You pull the shiny fish costume on, amazed at how the scales look and feel. You weren’t sure what to expect but you didn’t think it would be so fish-like in texture. It's a rubbery, slimy costume with an odor to it that is not unlike that of a fish.
As you slip the costume over your head you remember how brave Frank the Fish was in the cartoons; always rescuing his friend Happy from the evil clutches of Dastardly Dog or Arnie the Alligator. It would be good to parade around the park as the notoriously trustworthy friend of Happy Duck, you think as you walk out of the costume closet and through the expansive office to the door on the far wall.
You step back into the souvenir shop and wave to the young woman behind the counter. She waves back smiling, but as you pass her she calls something to you that you can't quite hear beneath the costume. You turn around to find out what she wants.
"I said your zipper is down," She tells you.
You flush with embarrassment and instinctively move your hands to cover your manhood before you realize that she is most likely talking about the costume zipper.
"Here," She says; "Let me help." She walks out from behind the counter and zips your costume up in the back.
"Oh, thanks," You say; "If not for you they would've all known that I wasn't really a fish."
She laughs a little at your remark. "You are brave soul to wear that costume, you know," she says.
"Brave?" You ask. “Why is that?”
"Well the last three people who wore that costume died. Some say that it’s cursed." She grins a little in mockery. "If you believe in that sort of thing."
You swallow hard and try not to feel intimidated. You're glad the costume hides the look of fear that must be evident on your face because you absolutely do believe in that sort of thing. The last three people that wore this have died, you think. You can feel beads of sweat on your forehead.
"It's probably just superstition," You say, mostly to sound brave.
"I don't know," She argues; "I knew the last guy. He was a really nice kid. A tarantula climbed up inside of there and bit him a half dozen times."
"I'll be fine," You tell her.
"Let's hope," she says. "Good luck out there."
You thank her and exit the gift shop, looking around in search of a destination. Where would it be better for Frank the Fish to hang out and greet Ducky Park patrons? Initially you think the Water Zone would be best considering that you are supposed to be a fish and fish should be in the water, but then you start to think about the stage area where all the shows are, or even around some of the rides.
The Water Zone seems the obvious place to find a fish, you think; but the show area is where people expect to find the celebrities; and there would be more guests out near the rides..
Realizing that you can't stand there forever, you force yourself to reach a decision. What will it be?