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Syd 
Dallin stayed completely still and silent as he watched the duck coming close to them. It didn't seem afraid or anything, which was good. These were probably friendly ducks, which was awesome. Dallin just hoped that they weren't some magical fire-breathing ducks or something. That would be a real disappointment.
Aww, it stopped. Dallin tipped his head to look at Ellie; she had startled it. He was going to say something, but stopped because she had put a hand over her mouth; Dallin could tell she was holding back laughter or something. "Shh," he said quietly before turning back to the duck. It hadn't moved. Biting his lip to keep himself from saying anything he waved his bread again. Just a little closer, duck. Come see us...
Now they seemed to be doing a pretty good job at being still. The duck was finally coming closer after Ellie nearly scared it away. This was good. And exciting! Ellie was flailing in her head and trying her hardest not to wiggle. Sometimes she was like a kindergartner on the first day of school.
Ellie saw the duck look back and forth between Dallin's bread and Ellie's bread. It was probably trying to decide which one to eat. Oh, this was war now. A mental bread war between Ellie and Dallin. Personally, Ellie's bread looked more appetizing than Dallin's but... such was life. Oh well.
"Eat my bread. It's yummier," Ellie whispered to the duck. It looked at her for a moment before waddling closer, eyeing the two pieces of bread before him. Or her. It.