Bubble Duck

Bubble Duck is a 3D interpretation of the classic Bubbles game.

You play a little rubber duck, floating through a bath tube and popping colorful soap bubbles.

**Rubber Duck and the Battle of the Colorful Balls**  

One quiet afternoon, Rubber Duck sat alone in the empty bathtub. The water had been drained, and the bubbles were gone. "Another quiet day," she sighed, looking at the smooth porcelain walls.  

Suddenly, a soft rumbling sound echoed in the bathroom. From the edge of the tub, a swarm of colorful balls began to appear! Red, blue, green, and yellow—they tumbled in like a tiny avalanche, bouncing wildly and heading straight for Rubber Duck.  

"What's this? An invasion?" Rubber Duck quacked in surprise.  

The balls began to surround her, bouncing closer and closer. "We’ll take over this tub!" one of the red balls seemed to say. Rubber Duck narrowed her eyes.  

"You picked the wrong duck to mess with!" she declared, pulling out her secret weapon: the amazing Bubble Cannon.  

The Bubble Cannon wasn’t just for blowing bubbles; it could shoot special soap bubbles that matched the colors of the balls. Rubber Duck quickly spun the dial on the cannon to red and fired. A bright red bubble shot out, colliding with one of the red balls. *POP!* The ball vanished in a flash of sparkling foam.  

The other balls paused for a moment, stunned, but then they regrouped. "Get her!" they bounced in unison.  

Rubber Duck stayed calm. She switched the cannon to blue and aimed at a cluster of blue balls. *POP! POP! POP!* Each blue ball disappeared into a cloud of tiny bubbles.  

She didn’t stop there. Green balls rolled toward her, but Rubber Duck was ready. *POP!* The green ones were gone in seconds. Then came the yellow balls. Rubber Duck fired yellow bubbles, watching as they vanished one by one.  

The tub was filled with bubbles of every color, and soon, all the balls had been defeated. The air smelled fresh and soapy, and Rubber Duck stood triumphantly in the middle of the tub.  

The bathroom was quiet again, except for the soft drip of the faucet. Rubber Duck puffed out her chest proudly.  

"This bathtub belongs to Rubber Duck, the Bubble Cannon Master," she quacked.  

From that day on, no colorful balls ever dared to invade her tub again. And Rubber Duck? She was ready for her next adventure, just in case.