Durn dun.
Don’t go in the water.
Imagine the scene.
You’re floating in the Lake, merrily minding your own business. Trying to get a shut eye or possibly two, dozing on a rather cool Winter’s afternoon.
Durn dun.
See it before you go swimming.
You feel a presence approaching.
Nonchalantly you pretend to ignore it, not fazed in the slightest… although pretending to snooze, you keep one eye open.
Durn dun dar dun. Durn dun.
Do you like ducks? Well, he likes you too.
Almost! In the nick of time you make a hasty and timely escape.
Would you go in the water again?
Beaks.
Introducing Tufty as the chosen victim, and Herbert as Beaks.
These do not need a bigger boat.
Not coming soon!
The Mansionic Perspective 
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