Stories from a Bill: Ab Duck’s Digital Pet

(i made this story in the context of using ducks as characters. This also replaced the story “Annie”)

Hi ducklings. My name is Bun Duck, a duck living in Duck Ville since I was a little duckling. Today I am going to tell you about a duckling I knew a long time ago. This is a story about Ab Duck and his very special pet.

It was six in the morning when Ab Duck jumped out of his bed, wore his slippers and ran out of his room. That was a very special day, it was his birthday.

Ab Duck then saw Papa Duck reading a news paper in the living room while Mama Duck was cooking breakfast in the kitchen.

“GOOD MORNING MAMA. GOOD MORNING PAPA,” exclaimed the excited duckling. “Today is a great day for a new pet, isn’t it?”

Mama Duck smiled at Ab Duck as Papa Duck stood and picked up a small box with a ribbon from the living room center table.

“Happy Birthday little Ab Duck,” Mama and Papa Duck happily greeted him simultaneously.

“We know you really wanted to have a pet,” Mama Duck smiled.

“Take good care of it,” Papa Duck said as he gave the box to the duckling.

Curious and confused, Ab Duck opened the box. Inside he found a square shape device. It had buttons just below a square screen and a power button on its side.

Not knowing what to do with the device, Ab Duck looked at Mama and Papa Duck.

“This is called a digivice,” Papa Duck said. “This is used to raise digital pets called digimons.”

“Ab Duck, you will be the master of that digimon,” Mama Duck added. “It will start out as a digi egg and then will hatch into a digitama.”

“From then on it will depend on you on most things,” Papa said as he turned the digivice on. “Do not forget to feed and take care of it.”

“Your digimon will grow and evolve depending on how you raised it,” Mama Duck advised her child. “And remember that even though it is a digital pet, it still poops. So you must train it to do its number two in its digital toilet.”

A day passed by and the digital egg finally hatched into a digitama. It looked so cute with its round body and eyes. Ab Duck fed it with digital milk every time it asked for food. He bathed it, played with it through digital games and accompanied it to the digi toilet.

After another day it started to evolve. It was enveloped with a bright light which covered almost the entire screen. When the light disappeared, Ab Duck saw that his digitama already evolved into a digimon called koromon. Koromon had the ability to spit bubbles in different shapes and sizes.

“Koromon,” Ab Duck happily said to his pet. “Can you make a duck shaped bubble?

Koromon then inhaled deep. Then it exhaled a huge bubble that slowly took the shape of duck.

Ab Duck was very happy with his pet and said, “I love you Koromon, I really do. We will not be separated. I promised.”

Weeks and months passed by, Ab Duck was very happy with Koromon. But one day, Koromon fell ill. Ab Duck gave it digital medicine but it was no help. He tried all that he can to make Koromon better, but the pet’s condition got worst every day. Until the day came that Koromon did not wake up. Ab Duck was very worried so he asked for Papa Duck’s help.

“I am sorry son,” Papa sadly said. “I think Koromon was already too old.”

“What do you mean Papa?” Ab Duck said confused.

“Ab Duck, a digimon’s life span is not as long as ours.” Papa Duck said as he let the duckling sat on his lap. “You did a great job of raising you digimon son. But I am afraid that this Koromon is…”

“Papa no, Koromon is not dead… please do not let my friend die,” Ab Duck begged as he cried. “I promised that we will always be together.”

“Son,…”

Before Papa Duck could finish what he was saying, Ab Duck ran inside his room. The little duckling locked the door, jumped on his, covered his head with his pillow and cried more.

Then…

Tok, Tok, Tok

“Ab Duck,” Papa duck said just outside the door of Ab Duck’s room. “Please open the door son. I want to show you something.”

Ab Duck slowly approached the door. With tears, he opened the door and saw Papa Duck holding the digivice.

“Son, please look at the screen,” Papa hand over the digivice to Ab Duct.

The duckling looked at the screen and heard Papa Duck said, “That is called a digital dusts, it appears each time a digimon dies.”

A few moments later the dust settled and…

“Papa is this..?” Ab Duck happily said.

“Yes son,” Papa Duck smiled. “After a digimon dies, it’s data is transformed into digi dusts. The dust then forms a new digi egg with the data from the old digimon.”

“Ab Duck, everything dies but it does not mean that they will be gone,” Papa Duck continued. “They will stay forever by your side, in your heart. Like the digi dusts making a digi egg with the data you and Koromon had.”

From then on Ab Duck understood that with every end is a start of something new for the memories he had will always stay in his heart forever.

That was the story of Ab Duck and his digital pet. But now, it is time for me to go ducklings; it is already time to feed my Koromon (wink).