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AI co-write: harlequin duck and ravine

⚠️Just an au⚠️

🔠Above and beyond timeline🔠

One day kwazii and Calico Jack were exploring a forest and looking for creatures in need of help, Cause Kwazii was an octonaut and Calico Jack was basically an octonaut, as an octo-agent, they soon saw a harlequin duck, sitting on a tree, a branch fell from higher off the tree and landed near the bird, part of the tree hit the bird's wing.

they went over, and Calico Jack brought out his old bandana, he hasn't worn it in a long time, and he didn't really have any means to it, he carefully climbed up the tree, he tied it around the bird's wing, the bird seemed scared so he tried to calm it.

Kwazii watched from below as his grandfather tended to the injured duck. He wanted to help, but he didn't have anything useful with him. He looked around and saw a bunch of colorful flowers growing on a nearby log. He thought they might cheer up the duck, so he decided to pick some and make a bouquet.

He walked over to the log and reached for the flowers, but he didn't notice that the log was rotten and full of holes. As soon as he stepped on it, it broke under his weight and he fell through. He screamed as he plunged into the dark ravine, hoping that his grandfather would hear him.

Calico Jack heard Kwazii's scream and turned his head. He saw him disappear into the ravine and felt a surge of panic. He quickly finished wrapping the duck's wing and gently placed it on a safe branch. He grabbed his rope and hook from his belt and ran to the edge of the ravine. He looked down and saw Kwazii hanging onto a vine, about halfway down.

"Grandpa! Help!" Kwazii shouted, his voice trembling.

"Hold on, lad! I'm coming!" Calico Jack shouted back, throwing his hook into the ravine. He hoped it would catch onto something sturdy enough to support their weight.

He felt a tug on his rope and pulled it up. He saw that his hook had hooked onto a large rock on the other side of the ravine. He tested the rope and found it to be strong enough. He tied the other end of the rope to a nearby tree and slid down the rope towards Kwazii.

He reached him and grabbed his arm. "Are you okay, matey?" he asked, looking at him with concern.

"I'm okay, grandpa. Just a bit scared," Kwazii said, trying to smile.

"Don't worry, lad. I've got you," Calico Jack said, wrapping his arm around him. "Now let's get out of here."

He pulled them up the rope, using his strength and skill. They reached the top of the ravine and climbed onto solid ground. They hugged each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, grandpa. You saved me," Kwazii said, grateful.

"Anytime, lad. You're my grandson, after all," Calico Jack said, proud.

They looked at each other and smiled. They had survived another adventure together.

They started to go back to the gup R, when Kwazii felt pain in his leg, he looked down and noticed a scratch on it, he must have got it when he fell down the Ravine, he decided not to tell his grandfather about it, he had already scared him enough...

They walked back to the Gup-R, but Kwazii was limping. He tried to hide his pain, but Calico Jack noticed it. He stopped and looked at him.

"Kwazii, what's wrong? Are you hurt?" he asked, worried.

Kwazii looked away and shook his head. "No, grandpa. I'm fine. It's just a scratch," he lied.

Calico Jack frowned and lifted his leg. He saw a deep cut on his calf, bleeding and dirty. He gasped and scolded him.

"Kwazii, why didn't you tell me? This is serious! You could get an infection!" he said, angry.

Kwazii winced and apologized. "I'm sorry, grandpa. I didn't want to bother you. You already did so much for me," he said, guilty.

Calico Jack softened and hugged him. "Kwazii, you're not a bother. You're my grandson, and I love you. I don't want you to suffer in silence. You have to tell me if something is wrong, okay?" he said, caring.

Kwazii nodded and hugged him back. "Okay, grandpa. I love you too," he said, touched.

Calico Jack smiled and kissed his forehead. He took out his first aid kit from his backpack and cleaned and bandaged Kwazii's wound. He gave him some painkillers and a chocolate bar to make him feel better.

"There you go, lad. You'll be fine in no time," he said, reassuring.

"Thank you, grandpa. You're the best," Kwazii said, grateful.

They resumed their walk to the Gup-R, holding hands. They had learned another lesson together.

the end