DUCKIIIIIII!! A soft yet clear and loud voice was calling. Square Duck froze pointing his beak in same direction as last time he froze, still not knowing which direction it was supposed to be, however comfortly certain it was the right direction and that he was being real good.
A hissing sound, like when air is let out of a tyre, filled the space between Square Duck and the calling voice, and the duck felt his legs leave the ground as the thing compressed around his waist lifted him up. Hanging there, by the mercy of the pneumatic arm shot out from the Humachine, extending the machines reach by at least 5 arms lengths, Square Duck felt small, helpless and really wet. As he whizzed through the air, nearing the Humachine first at high speed then slower as he came closer, Squares brain worked overtime ti figure out what was happening, why it was happening, who controlled that humachine, and why on earth did he keep pointing his beak in that direction every time he heard that voice.
Wh wh who a are you he stuttered still hanging in the air to the eye that was uncomfortably close and definitely checking him out. Oh you poor thing the soft voice mumbled, look how you have grown and the potty training still had no effect, your dripping on my street you know.. I don't know you Sqare Duck said holding his breath in fear of the great unknown Humachine although he felt strangely comforted by the soft voice.
Oh you know me well, you just don't remember that far back in your childhood said the Humachine and continued, I have known you from before you were even born, left alone in a nest your egg was bound to be lost to that slimy frog who thought he was ruling the pond had I not rescued you and cared for you on my pillow under the bedlamp, can't you remember just a little bit of it? At least i see you still remember the trick I taught you when you were still a square duckling, I returned you to the pond when you could feed yourself and haven't seen you ever since, where did you go to?