And now, I shall bestow upon you all the tale of my first girlfriend: Mango.
After my now-legendary duel with Duxx Deluxxe, in which I achieved redemption for my family (specifically, my mother) and myself, I left home and waddled out into the world. Before long, I found myself adorned in a jacket I’d handcrafted and stuffed with goose feathers, merely trekking through the magnificent, magical mountains of Asia as the most brilliant folk often do.
Therefore, it was in Himalayas that Mango and I experienced our initial encounter.
Once upon a time, back when I was still a baby duck, my mother was a drag king. She was actually the most famous one in our pond. I was so proud to be her daughter…
Until the day she was challenged to a duel and fell under the sword of fellow drag king, Duxx Deluxxe.
Just like that, I was suddenly more ashamed than I had ever been of anything in my life.
Our noble family name was ruined. How could we ever look the other ducks in the eye?! Even the geese were mocking us, led by that awful, moronic Mother Goose…
My mother settled for being second-best after her defeat, but I wouldn’t accept that fate for us. Thus, I made the necessary arrangements, and proceeded to do what had to be done for both my family and myself.