From Another Point of View, Page 2

Later

  The pool is gone.

  There is a receding black mass of HLDs (Heavy Lift Ducks) duck in the sky heading towards the nearby city, with what seems to be rectangular black mass hanging underneath it, trailing things that could be pipes.

  In the garden there is a pool shaped hole in the ground where the pool used to be.

  There are a lot of feathers around everywhere, and quite a few puddles on what used to be the lawn. I spotted another cooked Duck impaled beak first in a flower pot at the corner of where the pool used to be, with its charred legs sticking in the air. There was a wisp of smoke curling in the air from the charred remains of its feathers. I guess it had trouble following orders or flew into a PDZ (Prohibited Duck Zone). Now I look, there is actually a second ready-to-eat still-smoking charred duck stuck beak-deep in the middle of the lawn like a dart in a dart board. I wonder why that is? Maybe they go supersonic on the way down and just burn up like meteorite re-entering. Ought to be impressive at night. Flaming supersonic re-entry Duck Duck himself is perched on top his thermometer on a table near where the pool used to be and seems to be pretending that everything is business as usual.

  But he is looking smug.