Duck had never felt so jealous in his life. Everything had been find until that guy got brought into their little camp. Now instead of hanging around him, Clementine preferred to be around around the teenager whose name was Ben, the newest member of their group. Duck liked Ben, but the moment Clementine started ignoring him whenever he wanted to play just to hang with him made him mad. What made him so interesting? He never liked playing with toys. He didn't like playing hop-scotch...well Duck didn't either, but if Clementine wanted to play that he did too! He barely got into the game of Candy Land they liked to play, getting bored rather easily. Clementine would mindlessly agree with him too even though she was rather fond of the game.
Duck could tell he wanted people his age around since everyone in their group were way older than him or way younger than him. Ben didn't like being treated like a child let alone always having to hang with them. He wished Ben had someone his own age at the inn. That way he and Clementine would be alone again. Just the two of them, without him. But no, it was all three of them! Duck wanted to rude and tell him to go do something else and let the two of them be alone. Duck couldn't bring himself to do it though. He was sure his mother would over hear and lecture him. Besides, Clementine would be upset if he told him off. He didn't want her mad at him, so he just kept quiet and tried tolerating Ben.
He wanted to ask someone for advise, but he wasn't sure who to turn to. His crush (yes he had come to the realization that he did indeed like her in that way) was too into Ben to to notice that he liked her or even to know he existed. There were times that she would completely ignore him in favor of that guy. He didn't want to go to his father. It'd been years since he had met his mother and there was no telling what kind of old fashion techniques he had up his sleeves. It might involve him pulling her by her hair into some kind of cave. He was pretty sure she'd cry or hit him if he did that. Even if she didn't cry or hit him, he didn't have a cave!
He wondered who he should go to. Why not Lee? Lee was noticeably more younger than his father and would most likely have techniques that were from this century. Besides, he had Carley so they were guaranteed to work! He was desperate for help and Lee was his only chance.