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To Protect,To Serve,
🚓🦆To Quack 🦆🚨
Sgt. Drake patrols The Duck Pond with one mission: protect the flock, serve the community, and keep the quackery from getting completely out of hand. Whether he’s breaking up suspicious bread deals, directing traffic around rogue bath toys, or investigating reports of unauthorized waddling, he keeps a watchful eye on every corner of the Pond. He believes in justice, fairness, and giving everyone one warning before the handcuffs come out.
No duck is above the law…
not even The Duckfather. 🚓🦆🚨
From Rookie Waddle
🚨🦆to Pond Patrol 🦆🚓
Sgt. Drake began his career as a rookie beat cop in a neighborhood where the pigeons ran protection rackets, the squirrels were always “just passing through,” and somebody was forever stealing bread from the corner bodega.
He quickly earned a reputation for being tough, fair, and almost impossible to distract with breadcrumbs. After cracking the infamous Great Cracker Caper and surviving three high-speed pursuits that averaged nearly six miles per hour, Drake was promoted to Sergeant.
Eventually, word reached him about a place called The Duck Pond—a growing community full of travelers, troublemakers, strange creatures, suspicious squirrels, and more than enough chaos to require professional supervision.
Sgt. Drake transferred immediately.
Today, he patrols the Pond with badge polished, handcuffs ready, and one eye permanently fixed on Conkers.
Because around here, somebody has to pretend there’s law and order. 🚓🦆🚨
