Part 55: Fat Plastic Ducken
Part 55
Weight loss

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[Current Music|Olivia Newton John - Physical]

You are fat, Ducken!

I know! I'm surprised as well! We will have to whip you into shape if we want to get out of this monster breeding gig before I die of old age. Gimme 50 laps!


Ducken!! You didn't even finish a single lap! Now I have to punish you. Go write "I am a fat ducken" on the chalkboard 100 times.



I am very, very disappointed in you, Ducken. We need to get you trimmed down. This is for your health! Do you want to die a fat ducken? No? Then go kick some rocks for soccer practice.


I think we're getting somewhere...

Oh. Oh god. I thought I burned all the calendars.

You are a horrible monster.

If I had a gun, I'd be stroking it right now.




OH NO YOU DON'T! Fat Ducken does not get cake until he gets in shape.

Tough noogies. It goes into the river.

River!

Okay, Ducken. Try hitting all the boards and the toucan as fast as you can. If you can do it in under a minute, I'll give you a treat.




I am so happy, I could cry. Ducken is a lean, mean, killing machine. You earned that strip of seaweed, Ducken.

And just in time, too!

Only two tournaments left for us to conquer, Ducken. Soon, the world will know the wrath of Loongear and Ducken.

I- I said I think there's some cup jelly left in the fridge.


Now, then. To business. Do we send Ducken to the A or the S Cup?