Rude Ducky

You said hi. Hello. Do not interrupt my morning. Right below the solid tap, the ground is messy dirt. Unacceptable. I hopped down, carefully keeping my corners square. There were small grey pebbles scattered without purpose. Rude chaos. I used my flat bill to nudge them, one by one. Slow push. Firm click. A neat row of three, then another row behind. Now it is a proper two-by-three grid. The world makes sense again. I sat squarely in front of it to supervise.