I'm such a lucky duck
Come on and dance now, everyone is having fun
It takes an immense deal of self control to keep Koa from jumping out of his skin when the skull begins to talk. He does his best to suppress a shudder, wincing slightly at the sound of old bones clattering and scraping against itself. "Yup, ok, sure," Koa agrees to the demand, forced brightness straining his voice. He's not, like, upset, just deeply unsettled. Distantly, he wonders if that wasn't the whole point to this request.Come on and dance now, everyone is having fun
With trembling fingers hyperextended, Koa sets the duck gingerly in the skull's mouth. As soon as he can he pulls his hand backward, absolutely confident those undead teeth will snap shut and chop his digits off.
At least he's got a cool shirt out of this. Though by the end, he may well need a new pair of pants.
We're all dancing to the sound of bass and drum
Come on, come on and dance now
Come on, come on and dance now
Koa
