"Hey! No cannonballs!"

Despite the weather, the duck pond had a lifeguard today. The bite mark, courtesy of one fiendish gremlin, was inflamed and plain to see on Kyle's left leg. White singlet, red shorts and a red hat that said 'GUARD' on it identified him as a lifeguard. It was anyone's guess as to where he got the torpedo lifeguard buoy.

Kyle blew his whistle. He pointed at the one duck that was looking his way. "If you do that again, you're getting a time out."

The duck was probably wondering at this point why it hadn't flown south for the winter like a sensible duck.

[OOC: Ooooooooooopen!]