#but for some reason last night i had a dream about that Huey Dewey and Louie

[stargaze-sunflower]

✨Huey and Louie Bonding✨

Summary: Huey and Louie have a late night talk about mixed emotions, unasked questions, and Della Duck.

Ao3 Link Word Count: 5439

Louie had never found it easy to go to sleep the night after an adventure. Sure, he liked to nap on the plane after some of their less intense outings, when he felt comfortable enough and everyone was relatively safe. But actually sleeping, at night, in a bed, was practically impossible. Well, for Louie, at least. He seemed to have the most consistent trouble, although they all had their bad days.

Tonight though, he would classify what he was experiencing as more than just ‘trouble’. He hadn’t slept for days, beyond accidental dozing in between hours of emotional turmoil, and even then he’d been regularly woken by nightmares. It wasn’t fun, but nothing had been, recently, and he got the feeling that it would stay that way for a long while.

He tried not to think about it too much.

Three days ago, Louie had almost ripped apart time and space with his own stupid decisions, because the angles he’d been looking for had been skewed by his emotions. Because he’d been looking for an easy way out. Because of his schemes.

(“Your little scheme to bypass the present almost cost us our future.”)

Louie failed to hold back his wince at the memory of the harsh words, his breath hitching as he pulled his hands out from under his blanket to cover his face in frustration. He huffed quietly, restraining himself from the usual groan and/or grumble because as far as he knew, his brothers were fast asleep above him, and the last thing he needed was more accusations and blame.

Even if he deserved it. Even if he kind of wanted physical proof that they were still there, that he hadn’t erased them for good like his nightmares had been trying to convince him he did.

It had scared him badly, what had happened during the Timephoon. The whole thing had been replaying in his head since the moment he’d been sent to his room with nothing to do but worry and think. He’d had to watch his entire family disappear into thin air—

(“I watched your brothers blink out of existence because you wanted a shortcut to riches.”)

—and then he’d been sent to his room immediately after. He’d been terrified, and then he’d been yelled at, and then he’d been alone. It hadn’t exactly made for a happy night of peaceful sleep, Louie could tell you that much.

Huey and Dewey had come back late, when Louie had already been pretending to sleep in an effort to trick his mind into actually doing it, and they hadn’t tried to ‘wake him’. They’d just crawled right into bed and drifted off with considerably less issue than Louie was currently having. Although to be fair, they’d probably been exhausted from whatever had happened to them when they’d been in the past. He would ask, but he was afraid they’d chew him out for it, and if blame hurt coming from Della, then it would definitely hurt coming from his brothers.

Louie had laid stiffly in his own bed that night for about an hour before he’d finally given in and climbed up to check on Huey and Dewey. He hadn’t tried to wake them – actively avoided it, in fact – but he had alternated between sitting on Huey or Dewey’s bed for the rest of the night, staring at them and reassuring himself that they were still there. Maybe it was a slightly creepy thing to do, but he’d done worse things.

Louie wondered if his brothers were mad at him. They hadn’t seemed to be, at first, but then Della had stepped in to ground him, and now he wasn’t so sure. He wasn’t sure about a lot of things.

The day after his big mistake, his whole family had packed up their things and left him home alone with only a robot and a ghost to keep him company after a traumatic event, and they went on his dream vacation without him. Adventures terrified him, usually, with how dangerous they were – and that had been part of the reason he’d been looking for a shortcut to treasure. He’d thought it was perfect, and that no one would have to get hurt, that way. No one was supposed to get hurt. He didn’t mean for—

Anyway. Louie didn’t like most adventures, and everyone knew that. And then on top of the punishment of watching his family blink out of existence and being grounded, he also had to sit in his room, trapped by lasers that stopped him from even going to the kitchen, guarded by a robot that shot electricity at him if he tried to leave. He’d been alone for two days, and then almost every villain that had ever attempted to hurt his family had showed up at the mansion, breaking down the door and banishing Duckworth with ease and making it impossible to call for help.

Would anyone have listened, anyway? Would anyone have even come to save him, or would they have thought it was a trick?

Louie – in the face of utter terror and the very real threat of bodily harm – did the only thing that he really knew how to do.

He found the angles, and he schemed his way out.

And sure, it had stung when he’d walked out of the villain’s plane only to find out that his family had the ability to think – for even a second – that he’d ever betray them. Being the ‘Evil Triplet’ had always been a bit of a running joke between him and his brothers, but he wondered sometimes when everyone started thinking that it was true, or that it at the very least had the potential to be.

He’d saved the day, he guessed, but somehow he didn’t feel all that great about it. Especially not now, exhausted in every possible way and still unable to close his eyes and fall asleep.

Irritated with himself and halfway into yet another emotional breakdown, Louie sat up in his bed, pulling the hood of the hoodie he hadn’t bothered to take off over his head. He stared up at the glowing stars on the bottom of the bunk above him – Dewey had put them there when he wasn’t looking – and attempted to steady his breathing, counting like Huey had taught him to, trying to ground himself in reality rather than obsess over the reality that he’d been grounded.

He eventually gathered the courage to look around the room, and he threw off the blankets as he did so, suddenly feeling horribly stifled and suffocated. He’d been stuck in the room for two days. He wanted to get out.

Already, his lungs were squeezing tighter and his heart was beating faster, and he stood in a barely-controlled panic, shoving his shaking hands into the pocket of his hoodie as he walked swiftly and quietly to the door. The door that was closed, the door that he was suddenly terrified of opening, because what if it didn’t? What if he was still trapped?

A lump rose in this throat as frustrated tears stung his eyes, and he rested his forehead against the wood in front of him as he tried to work up the nerve to do something that should be easy. He felt absolutely ridiculous, and a bit pathetic, but at least no one was around to judge him; he was both bitter and relieved about that.

Louie tugged his hand out of his hoodie and grabbed onto the doorknob in one smooth motion, exhaling heavily when nothing catastrophic happened from that one small action. Achingly slowly and painfully hesitant, he turned the knob and pulled on the door, holding his breath and using the heartbeat in his ears to count the seconds.

The door opened.

His breath left him all in a rush, almost like a sob. The room was silent except for the faint rattling of the doorknob in his trembling hand, and Louie felt shivers racing up his spine, his mind practically screaming at him to get out, to prove to himself that he wasn’t trapped.

The door creaked a bit on its hinges as he pulled it open more and more, and he flinched at the noise, having not expected it. He glanced over his shoulder at the beds behind him that held his (hopefully) sleeping brothers, worried that he’d woken them up. Luckily, no one moved, and Louie turned back to the door, pulling his hood tighter over his head as he escaped through the opening he’d created.

Immediately, a little bit of the tension he’d been carrying around for days melted away, and he stood alone in the middle of the hallway, staring at the wall across from him as he breathed, feeling like part of him was still stuck in that room.

After what could’ve been minutes or hours, Louie closed the door behind him and turned right, making his way to his favorite spot on autopilot. It was a window at the end of a hallway, with a bench beneath it that stretched from one wall to the other. It was soft and wide and perfect for napping, and it was a place that made him feel comfortable and safe. Looking at it now, he wished that he’d brought a blanket, but he’d been too busy panicking to really think about it. His hoodie would have to be enough, this time.

Louie sat down on the bench with his back against the wall, heaving a slightly shaky sigh and turning to look out the window at a full moon that he would never see in the same way again. He wondered how many times in his younger years had he looked at the moon, not knowing that he was looking at his mom.

Who would ever think that, though? Who, as a kid, would even entertain the idea that their absent mother was just chilling in orbit? Not Louie, certainly, although maybe it had crossed Dewey’s mind once or twice. He wouldn’t be surprised.

Speaking of brothers…

Louie suddenly had the creeping feeling that he was no longer alone, and no more than two seconds after that revelation, quiet footsteps could be heard walking towards him. He turned his head slowly, blinking to adjust his eyes to the darkness of the hallway in comparison to the brightness of the moon, and there was Huey, because who else would it be.

Huey had stopped a few feet from the bench, and for a moment they just blinked at each other, like neither of them were quite ready to talk, or prepared for social situations in the middle of the night. Huey was in his pajamas, but oddly enough he was not wearing his night cap. Louie raised an eyebrow at him, painfully aware that he himself probably did not look very put together. Huey mimicked his expression, shifting awkwardly in place, and Louie sighed, gesturing to the empty space on the bench as he turned to look back out the window. He heard Huey walk closer, and he felt the cushion on the bench move as his brother sat down.

They sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes, and Louie finally let his hood slide off his head. Huey yawned, and Louie huffed a quiet laugh.

“Is now a good time to ask what you’re doing here?” Louie asked, glancing at Huey out of the corner of his eye. “Or do you normally wake up this early?”

Huey stretched his legs out on the bench and shrugged.

“I saw you leave,” he said. “And it’s been an… intense few days. I just wanted to check on you.”

Louie wondered if ‘seeing him leave’ including the ridiculous amount of time he’d spent just trying to open the door. Something mildly embarrassed and defensive rose up in his chest.

“Well, you’ve checked on me,” Louie said, steadfastly avoiding his brother’s eyes. “You’ve done your brotherly duty, or whatever. Feel free to go back to sleep.”

“I wasn’t sleeping,” Huey replied, and Louie turned to look at him. His brother shot him a slightly sad smile. “It’s one of those days, you know?”

A lump rose unbidden in his throat, effectively blocking anything he might’ve said in response, so he just nodded and turned away. He blamed his emotional vulnerability on exhaustion. He blamed his exhaustion on himself.

“How about you?” Huey picked up the conversation, scooting a little closer to him on the bench. “Are you normally up at this time?”

“Only every now and then.” Louie shrugged a little awkwardly. “More so recently.”

Huey hummed, and they continued looking aimlessly out the window. Louie started looking for the few constellations that he knew, just from Huey talking about them. Dewey actually knew more about that than Louie did, because he’d always had a sort of fascination for space.

“I don’t think that I ever heard the full story of how you ended up on Don Karnage’s ship with Uncle Scrooge’s mortal enemies,” Huey said some time later, deceptively casual. “Did you just— Did they invite you or…?”

Louie huffed a laugh, and Huey shot him a wry grin.

“I didn’t sneak aboard, if that’s what you’re asking,” Louie said, really just putting off telling the full story, not wanting to relive it. “I was welcome. Well, as welcome as I could’ve been around half a dozen criminals who hate us.”

“So they showed up at the mansion?”

Louie blinked in shock at Huey’s determination to get right to the heart of the matter. He hadn’t really been ready to encounter such enthusiastic interest in his life at somewhere around three in the morning.

“I mean…yeah,” Louie said weakly, clearing his throat and continuing to explain. “It’s more like they showed up in the mansion. They banished Duckworth in like five seconds flat, and they completely destroyed Dt87 and blocked the phone line and just—”

Louie closed his beak with an audible click, realizing that he’d been rambling and that he was getting worked up again. He hid his trembling hands in his hoodie pockets.

“And…?” Huey prompted gently.

Louie looked at him with a searching gaze, sighing softly when he found nothing but concern and care in Huey’s eyes. His family made it so hard, sometimes, to be closed off and guarded.

“And they hadn’t expected me to be all alone. And they talked about hurting me as a warmup for taking on you guys, and then I had the most awkward and terrifying plane ride of my life,” Louie said quietly, looking out at the yard outside the window, staring hard at the shadows. “I was worried that one of them would figure me out, or get bored and use me as a punching bag or something.”

“Did they hurt you?” Huey asked immediately, new urgency in his voice as he leaned forward on the bench.

“I’m fine, Hue,” Louie reassured him, something small and warm blooming in his chest. “They weren’t nice, but they didn’t hurt me.”

Huey’s shoulders dropped as he relaxed, but he didn’t attempt to move back to his original position, instead settling in closer to Louie and staying there.

“That was a terrible position that you were in,” Huey said softly, just for the two of them. “And you still managed to save the day.”

“Yeah, well.” Louie shrugged jerkily, hunched in on himself just a bit. “I have a lot to make up for.”

“What do you—” Huey started, and then he cut himself off awkwardly. “Oh.”

Louie raised an eyebrow, torn between being amused and being annoyed.

“What, you forgot about me almost destroying reality?”

“We do a lot of crazy things,” Huey said, a touch defensively. “It was basically just another Tuesday for us, it just fades into the background.”

Louie barked a sad laugh, hugging his knees to his chest and remembering the past few days that he’d spent obsessing over his biggest mistake, and Huey had just straight-up moved on already.

“I wish it would fade into the background,” Louie said, a touch of self-deprecating humor in his tone. “I spent the last few days trapped in a room watching a robot play videos of mom telling me all about what I did wrong.

“And it was wrong,” Louie continued before Huey could respond, barreling onward with feeling. “But it— It wasn’t supposed to be. It was supposed to be safe, and—and no one would get hurt. I just— I—”

Louie sighed. “I dunno, I messed up. That’s all there is to it.”

Somewhere outside, an owl hooted faintly, and wind rustled the leaves of the trees. It was a calm night, uninterrupted by a raging hurricane caused by an eleven-year-old child.

“…Why did you do it?” Huey asked eventually, and Louie cut his eyes over to him, catching the odd expression on his brother’s face, like he’d come to a realization about something and it had left him sad and confused. “I don’t think anyone actually asked you.”

“I’m greedy and selfish,” Louie said dryly. “That’s it.”

“No,” Huey said firmly. “It’s not.”

Louie sighed, tilting his head back until it came to rest with a thud against the wall behind him, leaving him staring at the ceiling. He wracked his brain on how to explain, on how to make Huey understand. He’d nearly given up on anyone understanding him, and this felt like a last chance. It felt important.

“I like treasure,” Louie began, running a hand through his messy hair. “I just—That’s just me. I like money, I like valuable things, and I like that we don’t have to worry about how much money we have anymore.”

Huey nodded slightly, encouraging him to continue.

“Uncle Donald never wanted us to worry about money and stuff, but it— it was hard not to notice,” Louie said, tightening his hold on his knees. “I guess I just— Now I don’t ever want to worry about that again.”

“We don’t have to,” Huey said softly. “Uncle Scrooge—”

“—could’ve lost all his money today,” Louie interrupted. “Nothing in our family is guaranteed.”

Huey winced just a little bit. Louie knew he hated being reminded of the uncertainty of life.

“I just— I still like treasure, just because it’s treasure, but I don’t like the life-threatening danger that usually comes along with it.” Louie glanced out the window at the moon, hanging over them and lighting the hallway in soft light. “I guess I wanted there to be an easy way. I thought I could skip over the part where I’m scared for my life and your life and everyone’s life—”

He cut himself off, huffing in frustration. Huey was silent.

“Of course, I ended up making the ‘danger’ part infinitely worse,” Louie said, a hopeless amusement in his voice, loathing turned inwards. “I sure did a sucky job at seeing the angles.”

Huey was staring down at the bench with his brow furrowed and a faint frown on his face, obviously thinking hard. Louie was suddenly worried he was about to get a lecture, and he didn’t know if he was emotionally stable enough to pretend it didn’t hurt him. Luckily, Huey came up with something completely different.

“You know what I think?” Huey asked, and Louie shook his head a little nervously. “I think that none of us were ready to be Scrooge McDuck’s nephews.”

“Well, it’s not like we even knew we were until like a year ago—”

“No, I mean like—” Huey huffed in frustration, waving his hand aimlessly in the air as he tried to gather his thoughts. “Okay, so, if we made a mistake on the houseboat, the worst thing that could have happened was that the kitchen would catch on fire. If we make a mistake as Scrooge McDuck’s nephews, the whole world is basically in danger.”

Louie snorted, thinking of all the times that things had gone wrong.

“I just— I don’t think we were ready for that,” Huey continued, a little sadly, with a hint of anger at life’s unfairness. “I don’t think that we really knew what living with Uncle Scrooge would mean. We’re still kids, you know? I don’t really think we’re supposed to have the means to destroy reality.”

“Well, I did steal the Time Tub,” Louie pointed out. “It’s not like they left it lying around.”

“Yeah, that one’s on you,” Huey said, smiling a little. “But the fact that it even exists seems like a risk. It’s just— Gyro built a time machine, and you stole it. Uncle Scrooge built the Spear of Selene, and mom took it. I’m kind of seeing a pattern of things that shouldn’t be built being taken.”

Louie couldn’t help but feel hurt being compared to his mom in that way, though deep down he knew it was a fair statement. “Yeah, I—"

“The difference is,” Huey interrupted firmly, making serious eye contact. “Mom was an adult. You’re a kid. It’s not really the same thing.”

“Well, yeah. Mom didn’t put the whole population of earth in danger. That was just me putting my own personal twist on it,” Louie said, dark humor lacing his tone. “At least I didn’t get lost in time for ten years.”

“Don’t even joke about that,” Huey said, his voice quieter than it had been, and Louie just shrugged.

Somewhere farther down the hallway, something creaked, but Louie wasn’t concerned. It being an old house and all, it was always making weird noises.

“Similarities aside, I don’t think that Mom likes me very much,” Louie said, unaware of when exactly he’d decided he wanted to talk about this, feeling almost sick to his stomach. “I don’t think she’ll ever be able to really trust me again.”

“She hasn’t been here long enough to get to know you,” Huey said carefully, stubbornly, like he was sure she’d like him if she only knew him.

“But she’s been here long enough to ground me?” Louie shot back, feeling more than a little bitter, unable to hold it back anymore. “She’s been here long enough to tell me that my place in the family is conditional?”

Huey jolted in surprise, sitting up straighter. “She did what?”

Louie raised a hand, waving off the question, but Huey wasn’t having it.

“What the— When did that happen?” Huey asked him, and Louie sighed and dropped his head into his hands briefly.

“Mom left me videos to watch while you guys went on my dream vacation for two days,” Louie said tiredly, and Huey winced. “It was basically all about how my plans and schemes are nothing but trouble and lead to ‘bad things’ for the family. And a big point was how if I wanted to be a part of the family, then I had to knock it off.”

“That’s not— She hasn’t even seen most of your schemes,” Huey said, sounding lost and frustrated. “It’s unwise to make generalizations without sufficient data.”

“To be fair, she did have to watch as you guys blinked out of existence.”

“So did you,” Huey said. “And no one even asked if you were okay before you got sent to your room.”

“I was fine,” Louie said, but it was hard to spin the truth at three in the morning.

“Liar,” Huey accused, but it was soft and kind, and vaguely amused. Louie ducked his head to hide a smile. “I would’ve checked on you that night, but you were sleeping when we got back.”

“No I wasn’t,” Louie said, grinning sideways at his brother. “It was ‘one of those nights’, unsurprisingly.”

“Have you slept at all recently?” Huey asked, exasperated.

“I’ve napped,” Louie said, his smile dropping off his face. “I almost destroyed reality and then I was trapped in my room. I didn’t really feel like sleeping.”

“It’s behind us, Lou,” Huey said, putting a hand on his knee. “You didn’t mean to do it, and I don’t think it’ll happen again. It’s over.”

“Yeah,” Louie said quietly, staring at where Huey’s hand was resting.

“And did— did you say trapped?”

“A laser grid and a robot that shoots electricity do a pretty good job at keeping me contained, apparently.”

“It didn’t let you leave the room?” Huey asked incredulously. “What did you eat?”

“I had some snacks in a secret stash,” Louie said, not having the heart to tell him that he hadn’t much felt like eating anyway. “Don’t tell Dewey, but I ate the cookie he thought we didn’t know about.”

Huey huffed a reluctant laugh at that, glancing down the hallway and looking conflicted and a little angry.

“I…I don’t think that it was right,” Huey said, like he was forcing himself to say it, like he was worried of immediate repercussions. “Grounding you was fine, but everything else just— It doesn’t make sense.”

Louie shrugged and looked away, blinking against the moisture collecting in his eyes.

“I mean, literally all of us left, and we didn’t need to. There was no point in leaving you alone, much less going on the adventure that everyone knows you really wanted to go on. It’s not like there was a time limit on the stupid treasure or whatever. We could’ve just waited until you could go,” Huey began, gaining speed and passion the longer he talked, looking about two seconds away from getting up to pace. “It just seems kinda mean and pointless. Not to mention the laser grid and electricity? You’re eleven! It could have really hurt you if the robot had gone evil, and let’s face it, Gyro made it. It probably would’ve at some point.”

“But it didn’t,” Louie jumped in, because Huey was on his way to somewhere that would make him panic. “I’m fine. It didn’t hurt me.”

“It definitely hurt your relationship with mom, though,” Huey pointed out, seeming suddenly more tired than he had been, a second ago.

“I do that just fine on my own,” Louie said, leaning forward with a sigh. “I just—I don’t know. It’s like she looks at Dewey and sees all the parts of herself that she’s proud of, and then she looks at me and sees the opposite.”

Huey frowned, mimicking his position with his knees pulled to his chest.

“She looks at me and tells me to step out of my comfort zone,” Huey said, a sad wisp of a smile on his face. “We were playing that game we both like, but she didn’t really understand the way I played it. I just wanted to— to show her what I liked to do. Leveling up was cool and all, but farming is what I find fun.”

Louie smiled fondly at the thought of his brother spending hours tending to his farm in-game. It was the most relaxed he ever got to see Huey. Their mom hadn’t been back for long enough to really know how rare that was.

“I feel like it’s unfair to expect her to know everything about us,” Louie said quietly, pointedly not looking at the moon, “but I wish that— that things were different. That I was easier for her to understand. That I made it easier for her to want to.”

Above all, in that moment, he wished that Uncle Donald was there. Louie missed him. He’d know what to do.

“I think she does want to,” Huey said, like he was willing himself to believe it, “but she’s been on the moon for ten years. She’s not— She hasn’t had to deal with people in a long time. And that’s not our fault; it just…happened. She’s having to adjust to being back on earth and being back around people and to being a mom. I imagine that it’s hard to juggle.”

“Yeah, well, she dropped the ball square on my head,” Louie said wryly. “No one else on the planet has ever had to deal with this whole stupid situation before – with their mom coming back from the moon – so there’s like, no way to know what’s right or wrong or what to do.”

“It’s not really fair on anyone,” Huey agreed morosely, plopping his chin into his hand, looking at him with questioning eyes. “Why didn’t you tell us how you felt about things?”

“You want me to tell Della’s fan club that I’m having a hard time forming a relationship with her?” Louie asked, though not harshly. “Dewey loves her.”

“Not more than he loves you. He’d listen.”

“Maybe.”

“Definitely.” A new voice broke into their quiet conversation, and Louie jumped, yelping as he almost fell clean off the bench. He would’ve hit the ground if Huey hadn’t grabbed his arm, and Louie whipped his head up to make startled eye contact with Dewey, because who else would it be.

“How long have you been standing there?” Louie asked defensively, feeling newly vulnerable at the thought that someone had been eavesdropping while he talked about his feelings.

“Long enough,” Dewey said simply, yawning as he plopped down on the bench between Huey and Louie, leaning back against the window because apparently he wasn’t plagued by thoughts of falling through and plummeting to his death. “I woke up and you were both gone. This is Louie’s favorite spot, so I checked here first.”

“Fair enough,” Huey said tiredly, and Louie groaned.

“You ate my cookie,” Dewey said, playfully accusatory.

“I was hungry.” Louie rolled his eyes. “There are plenty of cookies in the world, I promise.”

Dewey shrugged, but he was smiling; maybe a little sad, but a smile nonetheless.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, staring at the empty hallway and the empty backyard and the not-so-empty moon.

“Nothing is ever simple, is it?” Louie asked absentmindedly, feeling the emptiness inside himself, too.

“With this family? No way,” Dewey said, but he didn’t seem as excited about that as he usually would be.

“I wish it was,” Huey said. “For all of our sakes.”

More silence, and then—

“It’s not like I don’t— I mean, I love Mom,” Louie said, not wanting anyone to get the wrong idea. “I’m glad she’s back, but it doesn’t really feel like she came back for me. Not yet, anyway.”

“It kinda feels like she came back for who she thought we’d be,” Huey said.

Louie glanced at Dewey to see how he was taking all of this, a little worried that he wouldn’t want to hear it. Dewey noticed him looking and sighed, his shoulders dropping.

“I get along with Mom pretty well, and— I don’t know, I think that she’s trying, but she needs more time to get used to things,” Dewey said, and then he shot them a wry grin. “That being said, if she makes you guys feel bad again, I will throw hands.”

Louie chuckled, a great weight lifting off his chest. He was surrounded by his brothers, who understood him, and were thankfully not mad at him. It suddenly felt like not everything was going wrong. He leaned his shoulder into Dewey’s, nudging him gently.

“Thanks, Dew,” Louie said sincerely, and then he looked past him to where Huey was smiling at them fondly. “And thank you for coming after me, and for listening.”

“Anytime,” Huey said, reaching over to squeeze his hand. “Things will get better. I promise.”

“I hope so,” Louie replied, and then he yawned.

“You should really get some sleep,” Huey said, worry in his voice. “Do you want to go back to our room?”

Louie shook his head immediately, feeling trapped just at the mere thought of it.

“Maybe Dewey’s got the right idea, then,” Huey said, half amused and half fond.

Louie looked up at the middle brother in confusion only to find him with his head leaning back against the glass, beak open wide as he snored. Louie chuckled at the sight, grinning at Huey.

“I think he does,” Louie agreed, and Huey smiled back.

He settled down against the bench, getting comfy and feeling warmth growing in his chest as Huey did the same. The moon was halfway behind a cloud, now, but it only made the stars all the more visible.

“Goodnight, Louie,” Huey whispered from his spot, sounding half asleep already.

“Night, Hue.”

Louie fell asleep within minutes, and he woke up to the sun on his back and his brothers at his side. Later that day, he would be chased by a monster and dispel an old curse, but that was later. Right now, he had nothing but time. Louie went back to sleep.

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[the-writer-nerd-ro]

Hoooo boy things are getting serious now. This is where I think the plot begins to diverge most from the original plot @whisperwillyou came up with. But now Donald has seen part of his family, he knows they're out there. He's gonna get a little more desperate, and it's gonna have some unintended consequences.

Let me know if you want to be tagged when this updates, or if you want to stop being tagged.

Chapters 1, 2, and 3

Ghost Ship

Chapter 4

Scrooge was on deck with the others when the ship crashed.

“What did we hit?” Huey asked, picking himself back up.

“I don’t know,” Scrooge admitted, looking around, “Is everyone alright?”

“I’m fine,” Webby said, and Huey flashed a thumbs up. Della didn’t say anything, looking a little freaked out. She’d never been the biggest fan of the ocean, now she had other reasons to feel scared. She hadn’t had the best dreams last night either.

“I’m going to check on the boys,” Della said, disappearing downstairs towards the kids’ bunk.

"Huey, Webby, come with me. I need to speak to the captain."

Huey and Webby nodded, ready to begin a serious investigation, one that was hopefully linked to their ghost hunt, which didn't sound as serious or as real as the fact that the boat had clearly run into something.

"Maybe we ran into a mystical barrier, maybe we'll have to communicate with merpeople again," Webby said excitedly, her eyes full of wonder.

"I hope we didn't hit a reef," Huey fretted, "A ship this size could cause irreversible damage to an entire coral ecosystem."

"I'm sure there's a much simpler, safer explanation," Scrooge said.

"I can't believe no one is freaking out," Huey commented, noticing a lack of crew members screaming about mystical barriers or coral reefs.

"Ah, they've probably dealt with the whole ghost thing so much that they're used to this by now," Webby said. Huey nodded, she was probably right it just made him feel a little uneasy.

"I wish mom hadn't left," Huey admitted. The ship was spooky when it was silent, save for the waves that splashed against the sides.

"Aye," Scrooge agreed, "But she needed to check on the others." It felt like they were looping through the same corridors, searching for the captain. Searching for anyone. They hadn't passed a single soul.

"Something's wrong," Huey said, looking around, "Where is everyone else? We interviewed a lot of people yesterday. They can't all be gone."

"I'm sure they're all around here somewhere," Scrooge said, putting a comforting hand on Huey's shoulder and then reaching for Webby as well. He knew his nephew was right, something was wrong. But right now he had to protect them from that. He had to convince them that everything would be okay.

Webby was getting a little suspicious as well. She wished that Lena and Violet had joined them, Lena had practical magic know-how and Violet was well-versed in everything else. If her girls were here she'd definitely feel a little bit more confident, especially since Louie and Dewey had been out of it the entire trip.

Huey and Webby began to lag behind Scrooge, who definitely noticed and was definitely listening to their conversation.

"Doesn't this freak you out? We've searched the whole ship and we haven't seen a single person."

Webby was careful with her answer, "It's definitely weird, but like Uncle Scrooge said, I'm sure they're around here somewhere."

"Do you really believe that? We're dealing with ghosts, we don't know what they're capable of."

"Well, we know some stuff! We've encountered the spirit world before. Spirits and tulpas, a whole other realm of existence.”

Huey let out a shaky sigh. He didn’t like all of the unknowns, it was all getting a bit overwhelming.

“I hope the others are okay,” Huey said.

“I’m sure they will be,” Webby said cheerfully, “We’re going to solve this mystery, and then we’re basically on vacation.”

“That’s right,” Scrooge agreed, “There’s nothing this family can’t handle.”

Huey bit his lip, thinking about his nightmares from the night before of Uncle Donald drowning in a midnight sea. There were some things that this family couldn’t handle. Some things they hadn’t recovered from.

Scrooge was getting very worried after they searched the entire ship and still couldn’t find any crew members. He was worried that there was dark magic going on here, something far worse than spirits meddling with an unwanted birthday party.

“Kids, stay close to me,” Scrooge requested, and Huey and Webby rushed to keep up with them

“I counted the number of lifeboats when we first got on, if anyone got off I’d be able to tell,” Huey said.

“Good idea, lad.” Scrooge hoped that there could be a logical, non-magical explanation for this but he seriously doubted it. Still, they’d try Huey’s idea, then rendezvous with the others and form a game plan.

Huey’s theory was immediately disproven. The lifeboats hadn’t been touched.

“So, from what we can see, the crew is no longer on board,” Scrooge said slowly, “and there doesn't seem to be a logical explanation, so we need to look for a supernatural explanation. This is different from what we were expecting when we took on this mystery but if we stick together, we’re going to figure this out and make sure everyone makes it out okay. There’s no reason to panic.”

Scrooge’s stirring speech almost convinced Webby and Huey. This was a setback but they’d get past it and restore the crew to reality. Super easy, barely an inconvenience.

Scrooge knocked on the door to the kids’ room, “Della? Boys? Can we talk a moment?” No answer. No sound except the waves lapping against the ship.

“Della? Boys?” Scrooge asked again before heaving the door open, revealing a hauntingly empty room. There was suddenly a reason to panic.

#ghost ship chapter 4 #ducktales fanfiction #dt17 #ghost donald #ducktales ghost au #ghost ship

[drummergirl231-2]

I mean, I can’t NOT talk about those episode titles and synopses.

I was afraid when we heard Season 3 would premiere with “back-to-back episodes,” they were going to pull something like give us one new episode and then play a Season 1 or Season 2 rerun just after it. Nope! We’re getting two new episodes on the 4th!

“Challenge of the Senior Junior Woodchucks!” Synopsis: Huey races against Violet in a challenge to be named Senior Junior Woodchuck. Scrooge and the family search for a secret Woodchuck treasure.

I’m really curious about this one because Huey’s been a Senior Junior Woodchuck since before the Season 2 premiere. He told Louie in “The Most Dangerous Game... Night!” that all their adventuring with Scrooge had earned him the new rank. 

How can he compete to be named something he’s already been named? ...Unless... he’s been demoted for some reason and has to redeem himself? 0.o

Secondly, I’m really excited to see Huey and Violet content, but I hope this competition doesn’t leave either of them with any hard feelings. I need them to be book buddies.

“Quack Pack!” Synopsis: The family is not quite itself as it soon discovers the planned family photo shoot might just be a part of a bigger wish gone wrong.

Oh heckin’ YES I am here for this! And it’s the second episode airing on the 4th so we’ll get to see it soon!

I was hoping for some sort of scene where the family wants to take a new family photo now that they’re all reunited. The photo of Scrooge, Donald, Della, and the eggs has been such an important image in the show so far. 

I thought it’d be so sweet if they decide to start off this new chapter in their lives with a new family photo. To get an episode centered around that is a dream come true.

But also, “a bigger wish gone wrong?” Whose wish? Is it Della’s wish for a new photo and togetherness? Sounds like they’re doing some sort of magical improperly-worded wish plot. 

If there’s a wish involved, could we be meeting Gene the Genie in this episode?

Maybe I’m being too literal seeing the word “wish,” but the whole family looks like they’ve been sucked into the late 1980s to mid 1990s and that’d take a bit of magic.

Then a week later on April 11th we get...

“Double-O-Duck in You Only Crash Twice!” Synopsis: A spy video game turns dangerously real as Launchpad and Dewey must stop F.O.W.L. Agent Steelbeak’s plan to destroy Duckburg.

It doesn’t look like it’ll take very long to get to the drama with F.O.W.L. this season.

Ben Schwartz said last July that there’ll be a Season 3 episode where he got to sing about a minute of the James Bond theme. With “Double-O-Duck,” a clear reference to 007, it looks like it’ll be in this episode. 

Also, there was this ask on Frank’s blog recently:

Looks like this answer referred to this episode, based on the title. XD

I wonder if we’re going to get a fourth and fifth episode in April, or if we’re going on another (shorter) hiatus after that? Time will tell!

#ducktales 2017 #ducktales challenge of the senior junior woodchucks! #ducktales quack pack! #ducktales double-o-duck in you only crash twice! #ducktales season 3 #ducktalese season 3 premiere #ducktales speculation

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DuckTales 2017 - “How Santa Stole Christmas!”

Story by: Francisco Angones, Madison Bateman, Colleen Evanson, Christian Magalhaes, Bob Snow

Written by: Colleen Evanson

Storyboard by: Sam King, Kathryn Marusik, Stephan Park

Directed by: Jason Zurek

The Last Christmas...episode of DuckTales 2017.

Twas the night before Christmas, and all throughout the night, The kids are reminded of Scrooge and Santa's fight. Previous episodes have brought up Scrooge's Santa furore And this is the episode where we get the whole story.

The episode starts with Della, tucking her children into bed, Feeding them stories to put in their head. It's not the usual story, as her children moan, but reasons for that old elf to not be allowed in their home.

But outside of Webby, the kids aren't Santa-haters Even if he's known by the McDucks for being among traitors They hear thumps on the roof, and the kids will go to the Manor's ceiling, where they see a shadow

As the figure shows himself, their childlike wonder was not blessed...

...as it was someone else whose name starts with S.

Scrooge was preparing his defenses against any reindeer, and ensuring on Christmas, no Claus will be near. He ensures the kids they don't need him, as he is rich. See, he's able to give them all hats that itch.

It's practical, he says, though the kids think it's lame As they wanted a trampoline, a cell phone, and a video game. Before Scrooge can explain, he hears the doorbell. Carolers, Scrooge assumes, and the lies that they tell.

He opens the door, Webby readying weapons she possessed and it turned out to be our jolly old guest. Scrooge grits his teeth, and the children shout with glee...

...and then Santa falls down, nearly crushing Dewey.

It's here that I realize this rhyming is annoying you, and that's okay, because I'm getting tired of it, too. I can really only do this for a short review-ey, So the rest of this are normal paragraphs, ah phooey.

So Santa falls down and breaks his leg, and even Scrooge, with his pretty low opinion on Santa Claus, is concerned for his well being. He even has to motion to Webby to put down her grappling hook that she was apparently was preparing to put into Santa's chest. She then slowly brings out a sword. It's a joke on the same level as that spork one from a previous episode; it's a classic Webby moment.

After hearing that Frank Sinatra-esque Christmas-themed opening from the last Christmas episode, now with 100% more Della, Santa wakes up near the chimney fire. I like the detail that it's barred up to prevent Santa's usual Christmas travel, though as I was told as a kid who lived in a house that didn't have a chimney and this episode proves, he can use a door just fine. In this universe, he's real, and he proves this by giving Huey, Dewey, and Louie their video game, trampoline, and cell phone, respectively. He tries to do the same with Webby, but she pretends to like her hat better. Got to look good for the man she idolizes, after all.

That man, Scrooge, decides to reveal exactly what Santa did to get his ire: he stole something from him. All but one of the kids can't believe it, and the one exception couldn't figure out exactly what that something could be. Don't worry, this is not going to become one of those Christmas Carol pastiches, as DuckTales 2017 is a lot more clever than that and didn't feel like competing with that rat that must not be named. Instead, it's more like Santa Claus is Coming To Town, where we get to hear the origin of the holiday that Scrooge says was stolen from him. The title isn't wrong, it really is actually Santa that stole Christmas this time!

Santa doesn't have time for this, as he needs to get Christmas finished before sunrise. It is still Christmas Eve, after all. He asks Scrooge, with his belt so tight, to drive his sleigh tonight, and it takes some begging from Huey, Dewey, and Louie for him to oblige. Well, that, and Santa offers him to never come to the McDuck Manor if he does the deed. That's not the only offer, as Santa decides to tell the kids a story I thought would be the noodle incident of the cartoon.

The story begins with Scrooge during one of his business stints, selling heat-giving coal to the populace of a snow-filled village, with no buyers in one particular cottage. He finds a polar bear with a sleigh singing about bells that jingle, and Scrooge comes over to help him out. Introducing himself as Santa Claus, Scrooge finds out that he does have similar goals, though Santa prefers to warm people's hearts with toys rather than coal. Santa tries that same cottage, offering a gift for free, and they happily let him in, and he was so kind that they even allow him to bring that guest that was yelling at them to buy his coal.

The big guy ends up being the life of the party at the cottage with his new hit song, filled with people of short stature with colorful costumes, until the fire burns out. Scrooge's coal ends up saving the party, though Santa had to use his own way of selling it by just grabbing it right out of his bag and throwing it in the fireplace. This warms the hearts and the house of the cottage dwellers, though Scrooge could tell it's more because he's a friend of that jolly guy than anything else. It's quite clear Scrooge has more reason to start his hatred of that red guy beyond being named after that classic Christmas-time villain.

The hatred doesn't start just yet, though, but he is a little bewildered by an idea that Santa Claus has: not only does he want to bring this heat source to this cottage and the people who were just visiting it, but to everyone in the world in one night! Scrooge knows this is impossible, but Santa feels he knows some way he can do this. This begins a brand new friendship, and this is where Webby is confused.

Webby: Wait, Scrooge doesn't have any friends!

Understandably, Goldie is more of a frenemy, being friends with Launchpad is far too easy to count, and it's debatable if anyone is Gyro's friend, either.

We cut to what's happening in the present, where Scrooge gets on the sleigh with all of the reindeer kids would know. All the kids know Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Comet, Cupid, Donner, and Blitzen. If they think of any other reindeer's name, well, let's let another Christmas special sort that one out:

Olive, the other reindeer: By the way, where's Rudolph?

Comet: There's no Rudolph. It's just one of those urban legends.

Along with Santa and himself, Scrooge decides to only let the one kid who knows Santa is a fraud, Webby, on the sleigh. The kids protest, and Santa implies to them that if they go to bed, they would be on the nice list. They already got their gifts, and if Santa ends up doing his end of the bargain, it wouldn't even matter, but the nephews decide to go back to bed. One could argue that Santa could boop his nose and instantly turn the video game, cell phone, and trampoline into coal, and that one is confusing this episode with another special with siblings that wear the primary colors.

As the reindeer fly into the sky, Webby continues her anti-Santa creed, saying that she wouldn't be wooed by dolls, candles, or crossbows. That last one does end up piquing Webby's interest enough, and Santa does reveal that, yup, that's what she was getting. Scrooge tells Santa it's going to take more than that, and Webby isn't trying too hard to prove that's true. In fact, she actually blurts that she's worried that Santa wouldn't be able to finish Christmas in time, and Santa tells her, and it's all because of another artifact from that legendary Finch journal. No, I'm just kidding, there's no journal in this episode; along with the Halloween episode that also doesn't feature it, this episode was written before anything else in this season.

That artifact is the Feliz Navidiamond, a diamond that can slow down time to the point where the mission to give coal to everyone on Earth is a possibility rather than pure fantasy, and Scrooge happens to have a map that leads right to it. Said map leads to Cascabel Cavern, a cavern known for having creatures of legend defend it, including the Los Renos Voladores. Those who know their Spanish, as Scrooge does, may see where this is going. Santa didn't just have the flying reindeer show up at his doorstop one day, he had to encounter them at the cavern along with his new friend. While Scrooge attempts to use his cane to fend one of them off, he notices that Santa appears to be taming the flying beasts with his jingle bells. Again, the contrast between the charitable and caring Santa and the practical yet uncaring Scrooge shows itself here, along with the contrast between how much they're enjoying this partnership.

Webby says she can figure out why Santa decided to keep them, as reindeer are known for their long horns and good efficiency. Scrooge asks her why she even cares about this, and Webby, once again, tries to say that his fantastic flying reindeer aren't really her thing. For a super-spy in training, she is surprisingly bad at this. Her Santa hatred breaks throughout the episode as she slowly develops from someone who blindly goes with what Scrooge says to realizing that this elf may be a little more than what her idol says he is. I could see parallels with this character arc in this one episode and her development from the sheltered Scrooge fangirl who can't figure out how the real world works of Season 1 to the caring girl with some Scrooge fangirl tendencies she is in Season 3, and that's neat to see. I do think her just blindly believing in Scrooge’s stories in the beginning is a little bit of a negative, though.

While the story is happening, the episode decides it's montage time. To the tune of Scrooge's least favorite song, guess which one, we see Webby and Scrooge give gifts to various people, including Webby taking her time to give both Violet and the still-looking-like-she-did-before-that-one-episode Lena a kiss, though the latter is understandable because, as mentioned before, they wrote these holiday specials first. We also get an extended scene where Scrooge has to wade through all the Beagle Boys in the naughty list to give a gift to Bouncer Beagle, who somehow managed to get on the nice list. I did question at first how time appears to be flowing quite well in these scenes judging by the giftee's reactions, but I could understand that the Feliz Navidiamond only works when they're on the sleigh. After Santa saves Scrooge from the Beagle Boys, he says they're even, referring to something that happened after the taming of the not-Rudolphs.

In the Cascabel Cavern, we get to see the rise of a guardian, who some people might call Jack Frost though they don't call it that. No, not the Jack Frost from those guardians, I say to the people who still remember that movie exists.

No, it's a Jack Frost like the movie with the snowman. I'm sure Santa could sense that Michael Keaton film from nearly a century later, as he tries to calm the roaring snowman with a delightful gift. Hopefully it's Campbell's Soup, and then we'll find out inside that guardian was just a really, really cold little boy that's mother decided to leave out in the cold for way too long. Unfortunately, that too was the wrong Jack Frost, as this one's more like the 1997 one that had 100% less Michael Keaton and 100% more killer snowmen.

We get our big fight scene of the week, as Scrooge rescues Santa by pelting the snowman with his flaming coal, riding a flying reindeer. Which reindeer is it? It's so awesome, nobody really needs to care. With this help, Santa grabs onto the Feliz Navidiamond, slowing down time to the point where it almost seems like time has stopped, and they can just waltz out of the cave with it. In their words, they're running on Christmas time. I should point out that they don't create Christmas, as they refer to it all throughout this flashback, they just create the tradition that happens on Christmas. They don't go further than that, and that's all I will say on that subject. Rule of three dictates that there should be some other monster after this, and...well, let's just say the next enemy Christmas has to face may not be a monster or some animals with abilities beyond regular animals.

As Scrooge leaves to deliver one final Christmas present, telling Webby to keep a present as he's got it, Webby decides to ask one question that's been on her mind: why would Santa do all of this without getting paid? Santa replies that he gets the greatest gift of all, and I jokingly thought this was going to lead to him talking about the Santa Bills that he sends to the children's parents. Of course, that would deter kids from asking for those Disney playsets, so we get a heartwarming speech from Santa about Christmas being about the warmth of the heart one gets from giving gifts. A much better alternative, I'd say, it's a good speech and one fitting for a Christmas special.

There is one major thing in this Christmas origin story that hasn't been brought up yet: how did Santa giving coal to everyone to warm up their homes become only giving coal to the bad children and giving toys to the good children? They really only show the idea of the latter once, with Doofus getting a nasty looking box in his stocking, and even then, it doesn't look like coal.

The next Christmas, Scrooge barges in the door, singing his own version of Jingle Bells involving his favorite practical black rocks, and Santa has a small suggestion to make about Christmas. Instead of just giving out coal, why not bring them a special surprise on Christmas morning: a special gift for free as a promotion for their coal distribution business! Scrooge immediately balks at the idea of giving out handouts. Oh, rich people. This eventually leads to Scrooge getting into a big fight with Santa, and they break up.

This isn't the monster part, as that happens much later in the history of Christmas. In fact, they're remembering it right now, as they find that Santa's sack appears to be still filled with Christmas presents. If those are the presents with all the toys, what did they gave the children? No, not just a practical gift meant to warm people's homes rather than their hearts...

...but a practical gift meant to warm people's homes rather than their hearts and an invoice for it, too! We even fade to Scrooge, making a rather evil grin that feels like it came from another famous Christmas special. He really is a mean one, Mr. Scrooge. Now, being an outright villain may seem a bit out of character for him; he's usually only a villain when he has to play one in a wrestling ring. But, come on, do you expect a guy named Scrooge to be the good guy in a Christmas story, never mind give out handouts? I will say that his evil grin does go against any interpretation that he's doing this for good, as he implies. I mean, he's so much of a Grinch...

...he even has his own Cindy Lou Who named Jennifer, a poor girl in desperate need for anything, including warmth. She even takes this lump of coal he gives her and turns it into a toy. She's that desperate for some warmth in her heart, and no speech from Scrooge about how practical that coal could be to warm her home could change that. It doesn't take a genius to find out if this causes Scrooge's heart to grow three sizes.

To make a long story short, we get another speech from Santa about why he even bothered to have Scrooge help him, and there's even another twist about Santa here that makes this trip just that much more special. The ending is quite clever, too, and it does fit into the family side of the Christmas tradition. Since this is most likely the last DuckTales 2017 Christmas episode, it's a great ending in many ways.

How does it stack up?

I was greatly entertained as this episode arrived, As I humbly give this episode a Scrooge number of five. Now I'll say, to everyone reading this site, Happy holidays to all, and to all a good night.

Well, that's it for now, as DuckTales enters yet another hiatus. In fact, this is the last big review I'll make this year. Have a Slightly Better New Year, because it sure couldn't be worse than this one.

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#ducktales 2017 #ducktales #fpb dt 2017 #fpb reviews #disney #christmas

[saokpe]

HDLW Sibling Week 2020 - Day 5: Prank War

So I didn’t realize that I hadn’t finished today’s fic last night so please give a warm welcome to my sleep deprived installment to this week’s sibling extravaganza! 

@hdlwsiblingweek2020

The Perfect Prank

“Quiet, silent, undetectable, like a predator about to jump on their prey.” Webby whispers, shifting her body behind the expansive cover the living room sofa allowed.

“But we’re the prey.” Dewey corrects.

“Yes, the most dangerous prey, the prey that haunts your dreams, the prey that tugs at the core of your sanity’s strings, the prey that, once eaten, rests uncontrollably in your gut for nights to come.” The still crouching girl continues.

“Wait, so do we WANT Louie to prank us?” The even more perplexed Dewford attempts to reason.

A third voice attempts to break through, reeling their eyes though their ears only catch a muffled imitation of language.

“Dude, we can’t hear you with the pillow in your face.” They look ahead, their control obsessed brother looking back between the cushions that surrounded him. 

Through a moment of struggle, an arm, also surrounded by taped together bolsters, raises to push the disrupting pillow down. “I was saying that we can’t be speaking or Louie will realize we’re here!” Huey attempts to aprehess between his silent seething.

The three stealthed ducks duck lower behind the furniture piece, the space limited by Huey’s alternative armor.

“Do you really need to wear that?” A particularly annoyed Dewey aprehests. 

“Yes. I do. Especially after last year….” The kid’s eyes slowly turn upwards, his gaze shooting aimlessly as a memory flashes before him. Suddenly he snaps back. “Louie has won these Prank Wars EVERY SINGLE YEAR! He even beat WEBBY last year! And she has spy level training.” Huey explains, still trying to lower his tone to an absolute minimum.

“It wasn’t fair! He said Scrooge had dropped his top hat, y’know how rare that is!? Some people think that it is magically attached and no one can remove it without his willingness.” Webby passionately excuses. Only catching odd glares as doubtful eyes question the validity of her statement. “Ok, I’m people! I think that! And just when I ran out to confirm or deny my theories, I WAS ONLY MET BY SLIPPERY BANANA PEELS AND HARD FLOOR!”

“Hmm…” The belated grunt of Louie echoes over them, their bodies tensing and shrinking quickly after.

“He’s moving.” Huey peeks over the chair. In his short recon mission, he sees his brother in a far from unusual position. Laid parallel to the couch, neck bent angular to the TV as it blared across his half-asleep face. The relaxing sibling, in the moment of view, shifted his body a bit closer to the couch’s edge, still inattentive to the espionage going on 6 feet away from him.

“Did he notice us?” Dewey anxiously asks.

“Ugh, it’s impossible to tell.” Huey assures, watching as Louie attempts to raise his arm, giving up after lifting four to five inches. “But I think we’re safe.”

“Phew….” Dewey lets out a sigh of relief, “Also, can we talk about how Webby slipped on a banana peel-”

“SHH!” Webby’s finger slams over her brother’s still expressive beak. “No we can’t.”

“Alright, it seems like our plan is working.” The pillow adorned sibling lowers behind his cover.

“Wait-” Dewey swats Webby’s still pressing finger away, “ -what’s our plan again?”

“Do nothing! Spend the day doing nothing, hence avoiding all his pranks, as Louie slowly goes insane wondering why no pranks have been done!” Webbigail excitedly finishes on Huey’s behalf. “It’s foolproof!”

Dewey, still as lost as he was prior to the question, looks back to his brother, only welcomed by his self-assured nodding. A personal revel in his plan’s genius.

Still aberrantly shocked by this shared idea, Dewey, in a rustic monotone, responds. “I’m starting to see why we lose every year.”

“SHH!” The girl to his left slams her index back over his lips. “He’s standing up!”

“What?!” Dewey dismisses the arm once more before popping his head over. It’s true, the hoodie wearing, couch slouching, Louie Duck stood from his seat, walking intently to the opposite hallway.

“Aha! It’s working!” Huey celebrates.

“What’s working?” Dewey still proves doubtful.

“The plan!” Webby starts, “He’s clearly getting tired of waiting and is off to see why we’ve yet to be pranked!” 

Just as she finishes, the sound of subdued footsteps ring in Dewey’s ear. He peers once more, seeing the previously absent Louie stationing himself back on the sofa, now with a can of soda in hand.

“Uhm, I think he just went to get some Pep.”

“Oh-” Huey admits, “Well it’s just a matter of time before he falls victim to our perfect prank!” The clearly paranoid and cautious boy, dressed head to toe in protective pillow armor, preaches.

“Soon the prey will become the predator!” Webby adds, her mystic whispers aired with an oozing self-confidence.

Disbelief and realization, though juxtaposing, reflect perfectly over Dewey’s mind. “Guys…” He begins, “I think we’re just bad at pranks.”

The trio waited eight more hours for their plan to come into action. Slowly going insane wondering why Louie seemingly has done nothing more than watch TV all day. Louie had actually forgotten that today was the Prank War and as such had no pranks planned. That didn’t stop him from keeping his yearly streak, however, as, in a way, the other competitors pranked themselves.

#hdlw #ducktales #Huey Duck #Dewey Duck #Louie Duck #Webby Vanderquack #hdlw sibling week 2020

[therealjordan23]

hi jordan i love your abandoned fanfrication it is soo good can you plzz update the chapters they are soo interesting to read i love it and can you make a short story about louna like they were making out but they were caught by there friends plzz:-)^_^😜

Thank you, anon. Abandoned was my first ever fic, Updates will be slow, because OTLTA is my first priority, so don’t expect chapters anytime soon :) Sure, anon. I was going to use this as a bit in OTLTA, but it got scrapped at the last moment. I guess I could add it here :)

ooo

Lena grabbed a slice of pizza, stuffing it into her mouth, hoping the food would help calm down her racing heart.

If anyone had told 18 year old Lena De Spell that she would see Louie Duck in a romantic light, she would’ve laughed in their faces. He was her best friend, he understood her, comforted her in times of distress, and he seemed to be the only one who could genuinely make her laugh. Besides, he was her friend and nothing more… right?

Nope. Not anymore. As they watched a movie alone in the TV Room, she could barely pay attention to the film, her mind opting to ogle at the boy in front of her.

About 7 years had passed when they had first met one another, and boy, did a lot of change happen within those years. He was about a head taller than her, and he had filled out: his head didn’t seem so huge for his lean body, he had toned arms from all the adventuring with Scrooge, which Lena was pretty sure Louie didn’t even realize. He had some scruff growing on either side of his face, but not too much facial hair where it made him look like his Uncle Scrooge. Just enough to make him look cute… okay, maybe kind of hot. He kept the same attire of a simple green hoodie and jeans, and on his forearm, he had a tattoo of a dragon, the same one from his first encounter with Scrooge. He had let his hair grow out, but kept the sides short.

Lena groaned, and Louie glanced at her. 

“You okay, Lena?” Louie asked, concerned. 

Lena felt her face heat up when his dark eyes cascaded over her like a veil. 

“H-hm… no… I mean y-yeah?” Lena cursed when it came out sounding like a question. “I-I’m okay, Greenie!” she almost shouted.

Louie was obviously taken aback. “O-oh… alright then.”

Little did she know that he was checking her out as well: over the years, Lena had ditched the teal T-shirt and bland and oversized grey sweater, and was usually found wearing a black long sleeved shirt, with jeans that hugged her figure. Her hair was still in its messy undercut, dyed pink at the tips, which Louie loved. Her body had filled out as well: Louie knew it was wrong to look at her like that, but Lena’s stunning physique was making it quite difficult. Her personality hadn’t changed much, which Louie appreciated, she was still the same, rebellious girl she’d always been. 

It had taken months to get the entire family out of the house: Louie had convinced Scrooge to take his family and the Sabrewing family on a week-long expedition, so he could finally be alone with the girl of his dreams. They weren't due back for another few hours, and Louie savoured every moment of it. He was usually never able to spend time alone with her without his family's constant interruptions. 

Louie glanced at the TV. Launchpad recommended them an old Darkwing Duck movie, and they were now at the scene right past the first run in with Quackerjack, and Morgana is grabbing the first aid kit for Darkwing. Louie scooted closer to Lena so that she could lay her head on her shoulder. He smiled, and glanced down at her, reveling in the moment. When he looked back at the screen, the Morgana and Darkwing love scene was playing and Louie bit his lip anxiously, as if he knew what was about to come.

"Louie?" Lena asked softly, almost reluctantly.

"Hmm?"  was his soft reply.

"How… how do you feel about me?" 

He heard the vulnerability behind the question. "Lena, I-I…" He paused, and took a deep breath. "I love you."

Her head shot up, her eyes were wide as saucers. "Y-you love me?" she stuttered.

Louie sighed. "Lena, I don't care if you don't feel the same way. I just wanna be—" he was cut off by Lena slamming her lips against his.

They were kissing. Or rather, she was kissing him, because he was so shocked into submission that he'd gone stiff and still as she tried coaxing him into participating with her. Louie was still stunned, and she pulled away a scant inch from his mouth to whisper, her voice huskier then he'd ever heard from her. 

"Come on, Louie. I know you can do better than that. We both do." she smirked.

Louie finally shook out of his stupor, and grinned, quickly straddling her. He nipped at her lips, and she felt the short sting transform into molten heat that travelled through her body all the way to the centre of her core.

She didn't know what came over her, she didn't know what caused the sudden kiss. Maybe it was the tone of his voice, or the way he made her feel. But one the words 'I love you,' escaped Louie's mouth, she decided what she wanted.

And she didn't regret it one bit.

She felt all his male heat and solid muscle pressing into her just right, even through the clothes between them. Maybe it was just the suffocating sexual tension between them all night, but, when he leaned in again, she shut everything out and just... felt.

And before she could even stop to think about it, she was full-on making out with her best friend.

And it was fantastic. Louie Duck was a way better kisser than she expected, and for the first time, she let herself indulge in him as he pressed her fully against the couch. She fell back, feeling the flex of muscle as she pressed her palms to his chest. Lena enjoyed the pressure of his body on hers as he thrust his tongue in her mouth, wiping away most of Lena's rational thoughts from her mind, his hot breath filling her. Her legs subconsciously began spreading as she writhed against him, giving Louie better access to her body. Lena found herself making a hungry noise in her throat as she felt the large bump through his jeans, poking her between her legs, and it got even worse when she kneaded fingers into his hair, pulling just a little bit. He growled into her throat, making her feel it all the way down to her toes.

She felt... whoa. She felt hot and buzzed and tingly and... really, very horny. Feeling the desperate urge to climb him, and get as close as humanly possible… and satisfy this ache growing in her body. God, she could really get used to this… 

"This could be me… this could be me tonight." Lena murmured in a daze, gripping his shoulders.

"Yeah?" he slurred. "Really?"

"Yes," she whispered.

Louie's hand traveled up to her shirt, sliding underneath the fabric, his cold fingertips sending shivers up Lena's spine.

"Don't stop," she whimpered when she felt his hand start to slide away.

"I'm just getting started," Louie growled.

"Really? Looks like you're in the middle of it to me," said a teasing voice.

Oh God. Oh no…

"Heyo!" Webby's voice rang.

The lights were turned on, breaking the passionate spell Louie and Lena had been under. Louie hastily slid his hand out from under her shirt.

"Damn Lena, I didn’t think I'd ever live to see this! You and Louie?" Dewey laughed.

Lena smoothed her shirt over her stomach, her cheeks burning as she looked at the ground, anywhere but at her friends: Huey and Dewey were grinning ear to ear, Webby was giggling, and Violet had an amused look on her face. Lena blushed heavily. Louie looked like a bucket of cold water had been poured on him.

"What's the matter bro? Don't be stopping on account of us!" Huey laughed.

"Shut up, dude," Louie muttered, pulling Lena behind him.

"I'm sure this is the reason why they wanted some alone time." Violet smirked.

Louie growled.

Huey laughed. "Testy, testy. Violet just wanted to know if Lena needed a ride home or not. Clearly, it seems like she doesn't, since little miss dark and dirty was probably going to spend the night in Louie's bed."

Louie heard enough. He ushered his friends out the door, but Dewey felt the need to add one more thing.

"Good luck, Louie. And remember, no glove, no love!" he called, pulling a giggling Webby behind him.

Louie frowned in frustration and looked at Lena.

"It's okay," she said, grabbing his arm gently.

"It's really not," he said grumpily. 

Lena giggled, and tugged him in for another kiss. She felt his irritation start to fade the longer they drew out the lip-lock, and soon she could tell the interruption was behind him… 

And when Duckworth found them the next morning, he was sure to lay out some blankets, and lock the door, trying his best not to smirk. 

#ducktales #ducktales 2017 #louie duck #lena de spell #lena sabrewing #louie x lena #louna #ask

[araminakilla]

Posible Ducktales season 2 finale timeline according to trailer

So, since I'm not the only one who thinks that, with all the villains gathering to destroy Scrooge and family... where does Lunaris fit in all of this? Here's my (long) theory.

Glomgold and Ma Beagle: The first allies

Those two are the classic villains than are more asociated with Scrooge and have past feuds with him.

For Glomgold, it can be the bet. Maybe he is losing and wants to take everything the real Scotish duck has without waiting any longer.

For Ma Beagle, it could be the lands problem that Scrooge had with Grandpa Beagle, or maybe they lost for real some Beagle Boys in the Duck's quest for D'jinn's lamp and they want to avenge said Beagles by killing Scrooge's closest relatives.

As other post pointed out, Glomgold actually learned something in the 87 cents episode about what makes Scrooge so sucesful, and that's his family. That's why he said in the trailer that he's looking for a family, not only to show respect to Ma and his boys, but because he really thinks gaining a villainous family is the way he could win for once and for all.

The others

Mark Beaks

The grey parrot is going to appear in an episode with Louie, Goldie, Doofus and (as I like to call him) his robot son Mini Beaks. It seems like the millenial wants something with Doofus, be it money or social status as he's in the duckling's tree house. Unfortunatly, so are Scrooge's nephew and lover, maybe to try and scam him.

Maybe at the end of the episode, Doofus doesn't want to help the parrot, and instead he will help Louie (or no one, as this incarnation of Doofus is a great pain in the... tail) making Beaks to swear revenge against the Mcduck family, an opportunity that comes with Glomgold and his alliance of terror.

Magica de Spell

The sorceress somehow has her powers back (or just basic ones) and I'm sure that she's the reason that the ducklings (and Violet) end up in some kind of dream land where everyone can wish for anything and that becomes true, kinda like Coraline's other world or Bill Cipher's bubble for Mabel.

I say this because Webby has the look of Scrooge, Violet has some books, Huey is tall, Louie just wants to be a cat (Aristocats reference, anyone?) and Dewey is popular in the school he never had the chance to go (if his looks, Dewey's costume that dances and that poster behind Magica when she's with Lena alone in the lockets who says "you can Dew it" is any indication).

Anyway, that world was created by Magica as a way to reclaim Lena again, who surely having her evil aunt back is the last thing that she wanted.

I'm pretty sure the kids end up defeating Magica again and keeping Lena, but Magica swears revenge and, just like Beaks, she is recluted by Glomgold and company, and she would have to swallow her pride and follow the South African duck... for the moment.

Don Karnage

He is an interesting case, as we haven't see him since his debut episode. I don't know how the villains can found him, as he and his crew are in the sky, but I have a theory of why they would choose him.

Simple, Dewey posted on the Internet about how he and his family fought and defeated the "not so great" captain Don Karnage, making the pirate wolf very livid and maybe ashamed about how his reputation went down faster than a malfuctioning plane after he lost to a child of all things.

The villains probably read about him on the web and wondered if he wanted to have his revenge too. They were right.

They somehow contact the Don, and not only they obtain a great swordman, but also an entire pirate crew. It's a pity they don't let the pirates sing, it could have been an interesting semi-musical episode.

The Time Tube's role

So, where does Gyro's time tube fits in all this madness? It could be:

1. The villains did it

They stole it so they can ruin Scrooge's life for the start and mess with his present.

2. Louie did it

In the trailer, we see Louie in the tub while having some treasure. Given how he screwed up things in the lamp episode, most of us theorize that he is the one behind all the time traveling stuff.

3. Gyro did it on accident

It can be that, as this is Gyro's creation after all, it went out of control itself and its presence afected the present in many ways. Or it could be that it ended up in the past and Bubba is the one doing the time traveling stuff to bring Tootsie with him while making a mess.

4. A combination of the other ones with the first one

Either Gyro, or Bubba, or Louie did it, but it was as the same time as "Glomgold's family" was attacking the Mcduck Manor.

Anyway, this will indicate the introduction of Bubba and his pet triceratops and the battle with the villains will take place.

The final result?

The ducks win, the villains lose and Gyro learns to control his time tube better for other important ocasions that, as we know, are about to happen... BIG TIME.

Lunaris' Invasion

I'm 99% sure the battle with the Moonlanders will take place after the battle with Glomgold and company.

Why? Because in this picture (in the inferior corner) we see five pictures of Scrooge's enemies. We see Magica's face, Mark's beak, Ma Beagle's nose and the other ones are Glomgold and Karnage for sure.

This could indicate that the five lost to the Duck family or they were near them at the time the alien's computer seached information about Della's clan.

There's also about a picture of Gizmoduck (pretty sure they know about his other identity too... take new notes Fenton) indicating that they are aware of the technology the Earthlings have.

And talking about superheroes, this is the moment that Launchpad and Scrooge recruit Darkwing Duck, as we can see that the Scotish one is wearing the same clothes.

All seems to indicate the battle with the aliens takes place at night in Calisota. Scrooge is charging with the help of the Ottoman Empire brothers, Emily Quackfaster, Gyro, Demonworth, Beakly, Lena, Violet (she's there too, next to Lena, she's just that small), M'ma Cabrera, Gizmoduck and Gabby McStabberson.

Penumbra and Donald: The last hope

So, it seems like Penny is becoming a good girl if the poster for season 3 is any indication. Ergo, she is the one to return Donald to his family and thanks God the lack of an orange blimp didn't change things.

Penumbra is the only one to know the true, and the only one who could stop all this invation. How? Screaming and shooting laser guns like everyone else? I don't think so. She will use the same strategy Della used with the Moon mite.

She would use kindness and a peaceful aproach. She would probably said that Della was a good person all along, that she was wrong and Lunaris is the thread to all. I'm sure that after that, the Moonlanders will stop any violence.

But what about Donald? Mister "I prefer to not have many adventures and don't appear in many episodes" is going to have. Some. Good. EPIC MOMENTS

I mean, look at him battling Lunaris and tell me you don't see the rise of the Duck Avenger. Some random alien is acusing his twin sister of treason and decides to punish her along with her boys? His boys?

He HAD IT

Lunaris is death Moon meat. Period.

When he returns to Earth, he would have a very heartwarming reunion with his boys and his sister. At last, the Duck twins are together and nothing will tear them apart again.

Scrooge's allies: Coincidence or selection?

Now, what makes us have a lot of hype apart from the epic return of our main characters after months is the return of characters that we didn't know were making a return, like Gabby McStabberson or the Living Mummies. Characters that, be for their unique design or personality make us decide for more moments with them, and we got it.

But... Why? Why them?

Aside for the fanservice aspect, there has to be another reason for that.

It could be that Scrooge had recluted Gabby and the wolf brothers and would pay them later, or simply they want to make sure their home planet isn't invaded.

Not sure about where the Ottoman Empire brothers fit in all of this. Maybe there is going to be an episode about how they reconcile with the help of one of the triplets.

Now, we got to a very interesting part (and I'm not only saying this because I'm a fan of those two)

Aliens vs Middle Eastern people

Now that's something you don't see very often. *Ahem* well, the reason this little scene is so important is because it show us that the Moonlanders are attacking Egypt.

Egypt. As in, they are not only seeking Della and her family. They are attacking all the Earth at the same time. We can be sure that the aliens are the ones attacking Amunet and D'jinn because of the yellow/golden lasers that almost hit the warrior (thanks Amunet) and are the same ones Gabby is repeling with her sword/dagger.

Also, the battle is taking part at the same time but in different places. In Duckburg is night, and in Egypt; day.

But other option is that D'jinn and the Mummies are not confronting the aliens by coincidence.

They were actually selected.

Remember the picture that shows an alien computer with the Duck family at the center and Scrooge's enemies and Gizmoduck in the corners?

Who can't say the aliens did the same with Scrooge's allies and family all around the globe?

There are a lot of golden spaceships in construction. Maybe not all of them go to Duckburg but to different parts of the World.

If the selective theory is true then that means there are going to be aliens following Fethry, Gladstone, Selene, even the Buzzards (yes please, they had it coming)

Also, in this Earth hologram under the picture of the triplets, there seems to be like a close up Earth map, maybe with the bright dots indicating where are Scrooge's allies and family now.

Be it coincidence or computer selection, one thing is for sure. Lunaris is going to make an example of all of them. His frustration about his father being a coward has made him a ruthless, merciless, alien guy who is going to prove the Moon's superiority to the World.

Now that's downright sadistic Lunaris.

When you said you wanted the Earthlings to fear you and the Moon... you really mean it.

Well, that was all I got to say about the future events of this season. Hope this helps and I can't wait for September, the Hype is killing me slowly.

#Ducktales 2017 #Ducktales #Darkwing duck #Scrooge Mcduck #Donald Duck #della duck #dewey duck #huey duck #louie duck #fenton crackshell cabrera #gyro gearloose #flintheart glomgold #Mark Beaks #magica de spell #ma beagle #Don Karnage #general lunaris #faris djinn #Ducktales Amunet #Ducktales season 2 #ducktales season 2 trailer #webby vanderquack #bentina beakley #doofus drake #And yes I mentioned the lamp two times cuz I really loved that episode #Duck Avenger #Ducktales Ottoman Empire #gabby mcstabberson #Launchpad #ducktales theory

[donaldtheduck]

Immortal

AdaMarina

Summary:

Time passes quickly when you're an immortal among mortals.

Notes:

I wrote this almost a month ago. I've refrained for the most part from sharing my DUno works here, keeping it mostly to tumblr.... but you know what, screw it. If other people can indulge in their ships, so can I.

Work Text:

Odin knew all about immortality. Odin knew more about immortality than Uno possibly could.

The simple reason was time.

Uno was young. Uno was naive, though he would have never admitted it then. He had his body- he could walk among the mortals, play their games, live a life so like theirs. He could be one of them.

He thought he could be one of them.

Odin knew better. He could never be one of them.

Often he found his gaze drawn to a wall of pictures- pictures from his life not as Odin, but as Uno. Uno Ducklair, rather than Odin Eidolon- pictures Donald took of him, his first experiences, him with Donald, him with Donald’s family, him with their friends.

Uno smiled. He was so happy.

Odin smiled. He was not so happy. The pictures spoke a story that Uno hadn’t realized was unfolding. The pictures- arranged chronologically, as Odin was so prone to do- spoke the story of temporary bliss. A story of doomed love.

It was the story of an immortal and a mortal.

Uno hadn’t noticed it. Years passed by, years of adventure and fun and bliss. He had Donald by his side, and everything happened so fast later he would wonder where all of the time went.

Fighting bad guys, discovering lost temples, uncovering legends- it was all a day in the life of Donald Duck- Paperinik- and his family and friends.

Love was unexpected. The first time he turned to his best friend and kissed Donald- no real warning, it had been a high-stress moment and they lived to see another day, Donald lived to see another day, and it just seemed like the right thing to do- he’d been more surprised than his friend.

But it had started an adventure Uno had never even considered. A life hand-in-hand with his partner-against-crime (and alien invasions), a life with more meaning than computers, satellites and shields.

Suddenly his life included children- watching them grow up by Donald’s side, attending PTA meetings and helping them with their homework. His life included family reunions, several different ‘If you hurt him I will kill you’ talks from various members of Donald’s family (including his nephews and, surprisingly, his cousins), holidays at the farm, so many things he had never even thought about.

Everything seemed normal. Everything was blissful. Children grew up, some of them even got married (Huey had a wedding and Uno remembered even when he became Odin how Donald smiled through the tears- how Donald returned home that night and sat in Huey’s old bedroom, just remembering the little boy he raised), a new generation of Duck-McDucks began to hatch...

Then reality hit them hard.

Grandma was the first to pass away, old and tired but having lived to see her granddaughter come home- having lived to see her grandson and her great grandchildren get their happy ever afters, to see her great great grandchildren hatch. Donald cried for days, but he knew- he knew she’d been happy.

It was the first time Uno found himself considering religion and afterlife- something Donald believed in, something Uno did not. For the first time, Uno hoped to be wrong.

Things became normal again. Adventure continued. Love thrived. Scrooge continued to live on, spry in his old unnatural age, and Huey’s daughter confided in Uno that she had a crush on the curly-haired redhead three classes over. Uno thought she was too young-

Then he blinked and remembered she was fifteen.

He turned around and in that moment everything fell into place. For the first time he realized how much time had passed- consciously aware, and he looked at Donald and saw him- saw him the way he always did, the duck he loved and always would- and saw him the way others did.

Donald wasn’t young anymore. He wasn’t old- but he was. He was already sixty-five, and Uno came to the sudden realization that the children he watched grow up were already forty.

In the blink of an eye, thirty years had passed them by. He’d be lucky to have thirty more.

The looks they received from strangers- people Uno didn’t recognize, a generation of ducks he never knew- finally made sense to him.

Donald was already sixty-four. Uno hadn’t aged a single day.

He didn’t care. He was determined to enjoy the limited time he had left with his family.

Donald finally gave up hero work when he turned sixty-eight. He couldn’t keep up anymore, and Louie’s son- hardly nineteen years old- took up the mask and cape in his stead.

Uno stayed stubbornly by Donald’s side, through it all. Scrooge’s unnatural aging- the man was almost 200 years old by then- couldn’t save him from death, and once more Uno sat by Donald’s side as he mourned another family member.

At seventy-two, Della died. Donald wished he’d had more time with her- thirty-eight years just hadn’t been enough. Uno could understand- it wasn’t enough for Uno, either.

Dewey was the first of the children to die. No one was expecting it- a trap in a temple he and Huey were investigating, and Donald- seventy-four- only wished he had encouraged them to stop adventuring when they hit their forties.

Dewey would still be here, Donald was so sure, and this time only Huey, Louie and Webby could give any sort of comfort.

Time was cruel- thirty blissful years, and Uno could see youth was kind to Huey and Louie’s children. Growing up, one of them already had a young duckling and another on the way, another was well on her way to a doctorate, and Uno was so happy for them- but as he watched Donald’s generation fall, he knew it was only a matter of time.

Donald finally passed when he was seventy-nine years old, and this time Uno, Huey, Louie and Webby had to comfort each other.

The only solace was that Uno knew he’d see Donald again some day.

Odin would see him again some day.

It was only a matter of time before Gladstone and Fethry both passed- thankfully peacefully- and Uno could only stand by as Huey, Louie and Webby followed suit.

Time seemed to crawl, yet speed past; Uno watched as the children he watched grow up- and the ones he helped raise- and the ones he could only watch from a distance as the family moved on and forgot about the past- grew old with time. The mask and cape continued to be passed down- from Donald, to Louie’s son, to Louie’s twin granddaughters, to the elder twin’s youngest son... and on and on it went.

Only he was less involved in every new PK.

The Duck-McDuck family lived on, but there was no place for Uno in it anymore. He retreated to Ducklair Tower once more, and when he left again years later it was with a new name and a new face.

Now Uno Ducklair lived only in photographs, and Odin Eidolon carried the memory of seven generations of Duck-McDucks.

The first time he saw Donald, something inside him twisted.

It had been a good century and then some since he last saw his lover, and it was all he could do to not reveal himself right then and there.

But he knew he couldn’t.

Uno Ducklair and Odin Eidolon are two different people, with two different experiences.

And if he wished he could warn himself how it all ended- if he, for a moment, considered changing everything...

Well. He dismissed the idea. As much as the end of their story hurt, he wouldn’t have changed it for anything.

He wouldn’t give up those happy times, even to be rid of the bad.

And if they lived only in memory?

He’d remember them well.

The story wasn’t quite a story of the immortal and the mortal. Machines don’t last forever. Not even ones as advanced as Odin Eidolon.

Uno Ducklair had known that. Odin Eidolon had forgotten.

It was a strange sensation, falling into sleep- a deep sleep, one unlike anything he could remember feeling- only to wake up, as if in a dream, surrounded by what seemed like neverending light.

Memories always played through Uno and Odin’s mind as they recharged- as they “slept.” Memories of the good, of the bad, of what was and never would be again. But those things- they had always been real. They had happened, once upon a time, someway or somehow.

This, though? This was not a memory. There was light- so much light- yet nothing at all stretching on around him. He looked down at himself, at his hands. Slender fingers, but his wrists weren’t as thin as they once were. His white feathers were a little more grey- familiar feathers that did not belong to Odin, but to Uno.

He felt warmth, felt a strange energy through his body, like he was and was not at the same time.

He felt light. Like he was fading.

Is this what it feels like to die?

The thought seemed to echo out into the forever around him. He was not afraid. He felt strangely calm. Like this? This was normal. This was... this was okay.

“Uno?”

The voice reached him- so familiar, yet so young. Uno looked up and there were people there.

Donald was there, young- or younger, if Uno had to guess he’d say Donald was in his mid to late thirties again- and by his side was Dewey, hardly a day over twenty-five, and Huey and Louie and Webby, too, were by him. Scrooge stood with Grandma, Gladstone and Fethry in the back, watching quietly as the family seemed to come out of the nothingness around. Children and grandchildren seemed to come forward to greet him, seeming delighted to finally have him join them-

And Donald smiled at him.

“We’ve been waiting!” Donald said, and Louie’s hands are on his hips as he added, “You’re late, Unc.”

“Think you could’a joined us a century or so ago?” Huey asked, though he smiled too, and Scrooge just rolled his eyes.

“Never could get with the program, huh?” Dewey said as Webby just laughed, “Always gotta be different, good ol’ Uncle Uno.”

Uno didn’t know if he was dreaming. Maybe he was dead? But how could he be here if he were dead? Uno was an android. Surely no afterlife would apply to him?

But then Donald was taking his hand and he didn’t care. Uno hugged Donald tightly- “I missed you...”

And that was all that needed to be said. The light of the nothingness around them- the light of forever- only seemed to become brighter and brighter.

Uno didn’t let go.

#made me cry a lot #best story ever #love it #does not belong to me #donald duck

[nodesiretogrowup]

I LOVED THIS EPISODE! It was nice to have a kid-focused episode. The past few have focused a lot on the adults, so it was nice to see the kids in the spotlight again. It was SO COOL to see the kids playing off each other. We NEED more of it next season. Lena is my daughter, so I was happy to see her back, though I’d rather she not have to suffer.

Spoilers and more detailed thoughts below:

YAY NERF GUNS! Also, it was super sweet of the boys to reassure Lena that they know she’s a good guy now. 

LOVED all the different jammies on display. I usually rock something similar to Lena and Violet. Dewey in the footie pajamas gives me LIFE. And Huey with his hat. I’m surprised he didn’t say something along the lines of “Warm head, warm dreams.”

Super cute that Lena set this all up. My baby wants friends.

“Self defense weapons, all manner of booby trap.” I feel like Violet would have suggested having those no matter what. I love my slightly feral nerd daughter.

Beakley for BEST bodyguard.

“Nothing weird is gonna happen at this slumber party.” Webby, babe, you’re just ASKING for trouble.

Lena’s little song and cake! MY HEART! I think Huey may have drawn some inspiration from that cake, lol

“Time loses all meaning in the infinite night of the shadow realm.” HELP THIS CHILD! And again, I think Donald would be the perfect parent for her.

“You are a wordsmith!” Webby LOVES her shadow gf.

THE FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS! AND THEY MATCHED EACH KID! HOW CAN YOU NOT LOVE THIS GIRL!

Of course Louie is suspicious. He was wary of his mom AND just spent the last episode getting betrayed by Goldie.

“You literally sound like that now.” Huey, you need to learn how to read a room.

“That’s just my voice, I can’t help it!” I feel ya there. And a nice bit of foreshadowing

“I’ve found it’s clearer to convey no emotion whatsoever.” Also not a good way to talk to people.

Aw, Lena. Like Webby said, you don’t have to prove yourself. That seems to be a running theme this season. Dewey wants to prove himself to his mom, Louie wants to prove himself to anyone, and Della wants to prove that she is a good mom and fits into this family.

“That makes you super-extra-good, right?” “Math checks out.” You two share one (1) brain cell and that’s adorable.

Webby has no table manners and that is valid.

“LET’S EAT PURE SUGAR!” That is just a bad idea in general, much less for Huey.

What happened to Huey? Why was his mouth all grey?

“You know who my best friend is?” “Me.” “Sleep.” A.) Mood, B.) Dewey’s face is PRICELESS! You can’t win them all.

Sleeping Beakley is TERRIFYING.

“It might be sleepy-time.” Webby, you are TOO PRECIOUS!

Anyone getting some Nightmare on Elm Street vibes? Specifically the third one? I guess that was what they were going for, what with the title and all.

Concerned girlfriend is concerned.

MY POOR BABY! HASN’T SHE SUFFERED ENOUGH?!

“Do you need, *whispers* you-know-what paper?” Not sure if Beakley told her toilet isn’t something you should go around saying or if Webby doesn’t want to embarrass anyone. Either way, cute!

Lena pulls of Dewey’s do well.

One of the most precious moments ever! And a reminded that they are still pretty young.

WEBBY IS SUCH A GOOD FRIEND/GIRLFRIEND! *happy tears*

LOVED the shot of Lena with the stars reflected in her eyes.

Heck, the animation for all the dreams is AMAZING! I love how you can INSTANTLY TELL whose dream we’re in.

I’m glad they figured out that they were in a shared dream early. Gives us more time for wacky dream shenanigans!

Webby/hamburgers is otp

I like that they used the “you can’t read in dreams” thing. Nice touch. It looks like at least Launchpad, Scrooge, and Donald had a corresponding emoji.

“Why are you dialing a banana?” DREAM LOGIC!

SWORD HORSE!

Webby CANONLY kins Scrooge!

EXTREMELY EXTREME OBSTACLE COURSE

Louie putting a stop to unicorn shenanigans before they begin.

Those directions. Better than Penny’s at least.

Violet is blunt and to the point. She’s probably a Virgo.

LIVING for all the cartoony sound effects!

POOR LENA! AND YAY SUPPORTIVE WEBBY! Also, love Louie in the background being confused as fuck.

That cute little smile! I WOULD DIE FOR LENA!

I don’t think the whole “don’t wake a sleepwalker” thing is actually valid in real life, but here it’s probably a goodish idea. Magic is weird and unpredictable.

“LET’S FLY, BECAUSE WE CAAAAAAN!” I like the way you think. I love that Louie’s wings have dollar signs. And Lena’s bat wings are DOPE.

“I HATE WALKING!” Louie is MOOD.

Huey and Dewey crashing, lol

That unicorn got DEEP. And I now crackship him and Manny.

Lena walked into Snow White.

“I probably grew horrible bat wings for non-evil reasons.” It’s because you are a baby goth.

“I ATE A BUG!” Dewey, you are a special boy and that’s valid.

“Ew, Webby, why is there a school in your dream?” Again, Louie is MOOD.

Ugh, I wish I could make out what the sign in front of the school says. I see EXCELLENCE though.

Dewey CONFIRMED HSM fan. And I’m getting some Saved By The Bell vibes. He’s binged ALL the high school classics. This is probably how Mabel dreamed high school would look like before the crushing slap of reality hit her.

His hair and jacket. Too cute, expect for his hair being alive. That was freaky. I fear for him when he learns what high school is actually like.

His song. Dewey is in for HEARTBREAK. LIVE YOUR DREAM WHILE YOU CAN!

I know most people are going with Dewey is bi after the whole romantic interest thing, but I feel like he might be aro/ace. Dewey is threatened by choosing a romantic partner. I’ve kind of always seen him as ace though, so it might just be me. Or it could be him trying to figure out his sexuality, which is cool. I love that the crew threw that in. The boy is not straight in any way though.

I love that Dewey’s singing rivals are Beagle Boys.

“Who knows what that’s about?” “I have some theories.” SYMBOLISM!

Dewey Dude is upsetting even BEFORE it turned into Magica.

The balance between comedy and STRAIGHT UP HORROR was handled well.

Lena has watched Wizard of Oz.

“You ruined my big dance!” Priorities, Dewey. Louie looks relieved though.

Dewey’s hair looked super cute when it was wet.

Why did he and Lena taste the water? Is there some sort of significance there?

“I just failed a class called Dew-ology.” “Well I’m the class Dew-torian.” That’s stretching it, Dewey.

“I gotta get outta here.” Haha, Dewey’s dream is Huey’s nightmare.

Louie-field. I WANT PLUSHIES. Also, Louie confirmed furry?

“This is your dream? To be even lazier?” Don’t be a hater, Huey! Louie’s got the right idea.

Wonder if Beakley taking care of Louie-field means anything.

Seriously, Huey is SUCH a hater! He wants out of Dewey’s dream and he mocks Louie’s.

“HOW ARE YOU SLEEP-SLEEPING?” Don’t hate cause you ain’t. Also, I have napped in a dream once so....

Louie’s sleep face is MAJESTIC. HE’S BEAUTY, HE’S GRACE.

“I just am.” Louie is so wise.

Wolf Lena is BEST

Violet, there is a better way to talk about people’s psychological issues.

Why would you choose the litter box?

“WHY, HUEY, WHY?!” No arguments here.

I’m the eldest sibling like Huey and I’m the shortest of the three of us, so I get you, Huey. But there are better, cooler, less upsetting ways to manifest that dream. Like switching bodies with a tall person.

His legs make rubber band noises when he moves.

“Don’t listen to him! Follow your lame dreams.” What a supportive brother.

Huey’s dream is Dewey’s nightmare. Nice.

I too use my feet to do things, like opening doors or getting stuff off the floor. But opening jars of FOOD?! UNSANITARY AND YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER.

Someone is a Spinel fanboy.

Or is he Slender-Huey?

“And it’s my dream to be in a montage.” While it is pretty dope, why does Dewey get two dreams?! Greedy little bastard. Are we sure he’s not the evil triplet, lol.

HERE’S HOW PHOOEY CAN WIN! Liked that they implied he’s the evil one. He’s a yellow, less 90s Dippy Fresh.

JUST SAY NO TO PHOOEY! His name means the f-word.

MORE DRAGON BALL Z!

NERD ALERT! 

Huey has found a kindred soul.

I like that Violet even has Quackfaster as a librarian.

“It’s almost 6am!” Your old man is showing. Sidenote-I tend to wake up around 6. I’m old.

“Go get some jobs!” Scrooge, do you know about child labor laws?

This is the second episode of this set that Scrooge comes off as a bit of a prick.

POOR LENA! At least all the kids care about her. The poor girl needs some friends.

“She’s gonna be cold without her sweater!” His heart’s in the right place.

I love that all the kids jump in after Webby immediately. NEVER LEAVE A MAN BEHIND.

Louie just spinning in the background.

“I think this is more nightmare.” Thank you, Captain Obvious.

I want that castle as a playset.

Good lord this scene was hard to watch. It reminded me a lot of Raven in Ever After High (and Teen Titans Raven too). She’s so afraid of being predestined to become evil that it’s consuming her to the point that she can’t see anything else and feels stuck. Some of this really hit close to home for me because I deal with depression and anxiety and when a big episode hits it’s hard to find my way out. Luckily, just like Lena, I have a good support system.

 Magica gaslighting Lena was really upsetting to see.

Lena becoming Magica then a literal monster? LET MY DAUGHTER HAVE PEACE!

“Ugh, why does everything I say sound sarcastic?” Callback

Was that a hint at a Gargoyles reboot? I JOKE TO EASE THE PAIN!

#youtriedDewey

Dewey’s spinny eyes, lol

Webby is most competent fighter

Poor Louie. The past two episode have not been kind to him physically.

Lena will ALWAYS be there for Webby.

POOR LENA!

HURRAY FOR SUPPORTIVE FRIENDS!

FRIENDSHIP IS MAGIC, BITCH!

“It’s fine, FINE!” Just wait for puberty, Huey. It will be slightly less disturbing.

I TOTALLY CALLED THAT THIS WAS A PLOT FOR MAGICA TO GET HER POWERS BACK! YAY FOR BEING RIGHT!

Magica is meth aunt.

“I don’t need you. You need me!” THAT’S MY GIRL!

FERAL

I bet Magica is gonna lie about still having powers so she can get close enough to Lena to regain her powers and stab everyone in the back. Whether or not she succeeds... 

Boyd and Lena should start a club. The “I thought/felt like I was a real, flesh and blood being, had an existential crises over it, and am trying to deal with my evil relative” club. Huey’s the moderator, he’s working on his consoling badge.

#ducktales #dt spoilers #MORE KID EPISODES

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Launchpad’s Association With Della Duck: The End of The Runway?

Some time after the premiere of the DuckTales reboot, I came across speculation regarding Launchpad possibly being the father of the triplets; a claim that has probably followed the character since the debut of the original series. (A lot of us probably thought about it at least once when we were younger.) I wasn’t in favor of the idea, but I was still open to Launchpad having something else to do with Della. They’re pilots after all, so I figured some sorta connection could be made: Maybe Launchpad was a fan of hers or a flight school colleague. Were they best friends? Could Launchpad have been a friend of the triplets’ father? Maybe he was the one who brought the couple together.

As the show progressed, along with the Disney Duck media that followed it, Della's outfit changed colors. When “Dime Chase” aired, her Money Bin portrait depicted her without black gloves, tan shorts instead of a cream colored pair and her scarf was suddenly a shade of green as opposed to a peachy-looking color. In the previews for the IDW comics, her outfit pretty much fell in line with the newer painting, but I noticed how her scarf was now a shade of teal that was very close to Launchpad's hat. Then in "House of The Lucky Gander!", Launchpad showed competence and maturity when he went out on a dangerous mission to check on his old girlfriend. The release of IDW's second and third issues of DuckTales comics gave us an idea of what Della was like and she seemed like someone who could get along pretty well with Launchpad. And eventually, I realized that Ziyi may have gone missing...just like Della did. 

This was getting all too interesting. From that point on, I decided to consider the theory and continued to find other notable occurrences that could indicate Launchpad and Della having a past. I became convinced and took another stab at connecting the dots:

First, I started off with the concept of Launchpad trying to figure out what happened to Della like Dewey and Webby were. Maybe he was hoping his job with Scrooge would help him get some answers. Webby stated in "Dime Chase" that bad things happen to those who speak of Della Duck, so maybe he was waiting for the best time to ask; gaining the family’s trust and perhaps doing his own secret investigation in the meantime. Then, after trying to figure out Launchpad’s odd behavior in “The Last Crash of The Sunchaser!” and “The Shadow War”, I began to think that maybe he already knew that Della got lost in Space after taking the Spear and that he’s been wanting to help Scrooge find her because it might be his fault in some way. Maybe applying for the chauffeur job was his way of making up for his involvement. I also wanted to believe that maybe he’s been playing dumb to an extent because he's afraid of everyone getting mad at him.

When the description for "Nothing Can Stop Della Duck!" was released, it was very vague about whether Della succeeded or not with rebuilding the Spear. I was stuck in the mindset that it would be too early for her to make it directly to her family. I thought that maybe she would at least make it to Earth, but there would still be another struggle for her to face in order for her to make it back to Duckburg. After "Golden Spear" aired, I wondered if there was a catch to the ending. The switch happened so fast and the sky looked really eerie...I thought it was a dream Della was having after she had crashed elsewhere. But once IGN posted a clip from “Nothing Can Stop Della Duck!” to assure us that Della really was coming home this early in the season, I began to anticipate a family reunion involving Launchpad and Della being on screen together; finally revealing their secret connection to everyone and…

They don’t know each other.

Their very first interaction on the show is Della yelling at Launchpad and angrily running out of Donald's Houseboat to confront Scrooge about replacing her.

This scene should have been a devastating blow that cancelled out all of Launchpad's eligibility and should have prevented any other way to work around it.

But instead...it caused me to look further and reroute my ideas.

When Della told Scrooge the original names she had in mind for Huey, Dewey and Louie, I could have yelled...if I wasn’t watching TV so early in the morning...“Jet” is Launchpad’s first name in the Italian Ducktales dub and “Turbo” is his name in the Dutch version. “Rebel”, as far as I know, has nothing to do with Launchpad. It’s probably included because it breaks the pattern...unless this is referring to the fact that Launchpad is an (very) unorthodox airplane pilot.

A ʟɪsᴛ ᴏғ Lᴀᴜɴᴄʜᴘᴀᴅ’s ɪɴᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ɴᴀᴍᴇs ғʀᴏᴍ ʜɪs I.N.D.U.C.K.S ᴘᴀɢᴇ

So...Della basically wanted to name her children after Launchpad in the same episode where they meet for the very first time? A lot of Disney research goes into this show, so it's really hard for me to believe the show runners would choose two names that just so happen to already belong to Launchpad.  Even without intentionally thinking of his alternate names, the words "jet", "turbo" and "launchpad" all go hand-in-hand with each other.

Why is the foreground telling us that Della and Launchpad have nothing to do with each other when the background is giving us every reason to doubt this?

This lead me into thinking of something I would have never fathomed:

What if LP used to be the father...but an event changed him into who we currently know him as?

One character turning out to be another isn't a new thing in the DT fandom. When Season 1 was still premiering, there were theories going around about Della being Magica and Webby being a de-aged Della due to a magical incident. I'm usually against these theories because they tend to involve two well-known characters with established histories. Neither of them would be able to exist at the same time; a sacrifice would have to be made and that doesn't feel right. But with HDL's father, we know so little about him, that it would be easier to merge his history with someone else who shares enough similarities with him: Launchpad and the father are both accident prone ducks with red hair and possible military involvement. With Della being a pilot with an unknown lover, that makes this an even better fit.

Fʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴘᴀɢᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ DᴜᴄᴋTᴀʟᴇs ᴄᴏᴍɪᴄs

If Launchpad went through a change, then what type of crazy event could have caused him to become unrecognizable? The first thing that comes to my mind is the cosmic storm.

Issue 18 of IDW's DuckTales comics provided us with a story called "Money Grubbing Hooligans From The Deep!" . It's about a submarine pilot, who shares many similarities with Della, traveling a great distance to save Launchpad after someone mislead her into believing he was kidnapped and enslaved.

Her rescue mission caused such an unusual amount of seismic activity, that a tsunami warning had to be issued out across Duckburg. So basically, a pilot had secret intentions of helping a loved one, that involved traveling through strange weather patterns.

While the comics are not necessarily set as canon, they will sometimes loosely parallel certain events from the show.  Like how the first two issues revolved around Donald looking for a job and how that element was present in the pilot episode. “Happy Happy Valley!”  seems to be inspired by “The Town Where Everyone Was Nice!”. The plot for “The Incredible Shrinking Webby!” sounds similar to “The Most Dangerous Game…Night!” where Gyro’s shrink ray got out of hand.

"Money Grubbing Hooligans From The Deep!" seems to be partially inspired by “The Depths of Cousin Fethry!”. In that episode, Huey and Dewey answer Fethry's call about a discovery at the Mid-Atlantic ridge and trick Launchpad into stealing Scrooge's submarine in order to meet him. Dewey claimed that Scrooge wanted them to go on this "Totally non-suspicious trip to 'test the equipment.'" He also rips out the sub's radio, causing them to lose contact with Scrooge. When they reach their destination, Launchpad gets side-tracked by the call of a mermaid he previously dated.

Later on, Fethry realized that the monster they were trying to escape from, was actually a previous member of his krill team. He didn't recognize her at first because her body was altered by the chemicals in the hydrothermal vents. As he tried to jog her memory, he brought up a moment where they had shared a rib-eye together; it sounded very reminiscent of a date.

Then afterwards, Launchpad returns to the lighthouse after possibly helping his ex out of a situation. He wore an Aquaman-esque outfit, basically held a golden spear in his hand, and had color-coded creatures attached to him that matched the triplets in color and personality traits. 

So, in short, a vehicle was stolen under a false claim when the real intention involved a family member and a previous lover.

Back in February, PhatMojo showcased their upcoming DuckTales merchandise for the New York Toy Fair. People weren’t able to take pictures of the new additions at the event, but Phatmojo added pictures of a different display full of mock-ups and prototypes to their website; possibly from a section of their office. In the first row of the posable figure area, a mock-up package of Launchpad, dressed in the Chinese armor he wore at the end of “Gander”, was placed next to a mock-up package of Della’s Post-Spear design. 

(Sᴏᴜʀᴄᴇ)

For some reason, they’re the only ones with the blue sky background and gold label, opposed to the sunset background and teal label a lot of the Wave 2 toys have. This could just be an indication that these are story elements from Season 1 or maybe sunset and teal was decided after these mock-ups were put together and the final products will convert to it, but at the moment...this really makes the two pilots stand out…Below the figures were a couple of boxes with talking plush toys. One of which, had a Launchpad plush leaning on a toy of the Spear.

The placement of the items shown might not be completely random: Lunaris is placed under Della and he definitely has something to do with her this season. Donald is placed in between him and a figure pack that looks a lot like the triplets in space suits. And the figure packs containing Gizmoduck, Della Duck and Darkwing Duck are grouped together when they have a connection to the Moon. While Della and Darkwing are self-explanatory, Gizmoduck was involved with the Moon Level in the classic DuckTales video game. Perhaps this was hinting towards their involvement in Donald’s rescue or the invasion in general. 

PM could certainly be hinting something with Launchpad and Della too, LP’s outfit comes directly from the case of a missing loved one and the toy company is well-aware of what will happen in the future of the show. If LP has nothing to do with Della, wouldn’t there be some temptation to place Donald next to her instead? They’re twins, it’s a much better fit and the row would have been full of the original adventuring trio. 

If the packaging of Launchpad and Della’s figures were done as an indication between seasons, it’s kinda odd to have Macaw!LP in a group of Season 2 focused toys and especially being something that’s seen as a small running gag. It’s like, why not make a figure out of Launchpad’s look from “Depths”? It’s a similar situation, but more recent. The fact that this version of the character is getting a toy really seems to suggest that this subject will be brought up again with something significant attached.

Another interesting thing about the picture of the display is the time that it was released: It was added to PhatMojo’s website during the time the Toy Fair was happening; February 16th to the 19th. A day later, Issue 18 was released on the 20th, when it’s original date was planned for the 13th, closer to Valentine’s Day. Two days later, a clip from “Whatever Happened to Della Duck?!” was posted to Disney Channel’s YouTube account and the following day, a promo begin to air...two weeks before the episode premiered. 

This was the episode to break up a long hiatus, so it was probably being promoted this early to generate hype, but like...a photo of a display with Launchpad and Della next to each other, a toy of Launchpad leaning against the Spear in that same photo, a story about a female submarine pilot wanting to save Launchpad and details about Della’s mysterious journey, all getting released in such a short period of time? This is looking a bit pre-planned...

Before “Whatever Happened” aired, I remember seeing some speculation about Della possibly being affected by the cosmic storm in some way. Huey asks her about this in “Nothing Can”, but it's left unanswered, similarly to Huey's question about Zeus controlling all storms in “The Spear of Selene!”. Could this be implying that Zeus was probably the one who created the cosmic storm? And if Della wasn't affected...couldn’t that leave the possibility that someone else may have been?

I didn’t catch this the first time I heard it, but Launchpad’s “a little lightning never killed anyone” quote from “Selene” sounds a lot like he was struck by lightning before. He said a similar thing in the latter half of "Woo-oo!' after he got a pile of snakes dropped on him. He's probably been bitten by snakes many other times and knew that the venom wouldn't be able to kill him.

Launchpad made joke in the DT joke book about getting struck by lightning and Zeus was mentioned along with it...LP has yet to be on screen at the same time as Zeus, or any other Greek deity for that matter. (A similar thing usually happens whenever the Duck Cousins are focused on. He's been on screen with Donald before, but they hardly ever interact.) Both the joke and the quote could have been referring to a past encounter. And judging by LP's avoidance, it could have been a negative one. He seemed a bit nervous about leaving the plane when it crashed on Ithaquack. We've seen Donald get directly struck by Zeus' lighting in “Golden Spear” and nothing special happened to him, but combined with the radiation of the cosmic storm? It's bound to do something to somebody.

Iɴ "Tʜᴇ Sᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴏғ Sᴇʟᴇɴᴇ", Wᴇʙʙʏ ᴛʜᴇᴏʀɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ Dᴇʟʟᴀ sᴛᴏʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ Sᴘᴇᴀʀ, sʜᴇ ᴀɴɢᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡʀᴀᴛʜ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ. Tʜɪs ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏɴ Dᴇʟʟᴀ's ᴇɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ sᴇᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴏғғ ɪɴᴛᴏ Sᴘᴀᴄᴇ. Sᴏ, ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴏʀᴛɪᴏɴ ʙᴇ ғᴏʀᴇsʜᴀᴅᴏᴡɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴀʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴅᴏɴᴇ?

Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs ᴏғ "Gᴀᴍᴇ Nɪɢʜᴛ" ᴀɴᴅ Sᴘᴀᴄᴇ: Gʏʀᴏ ᴡᴀs ᴛɪᴛʟᴇᴅ ᴀs ᴀ ɢᴏᴅ-ᴋɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴢᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ Lᴀᴜɴᴄʜᴘᴀᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪs sʜʀɪɴᴋ ʀᴀʏ. Aғᴛᴇʀᴡᴀʀᴅs, Lᴀᴜɴᴄʜᴘᴀᴅ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪʙᴇᴅ ʜɪs sɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀs ʙᴇɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴀ "Gɪᴀɴᴛ Wᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏғ Nɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ Hᴏʀʀᴏʀs". Pᴇɴᴜᴍʙʀᴀ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪʙᴇs Eᴀʀᴛʜ ɪɴ ᴀ sɪᴍɪʟᴀʀ ᴡᴀʏ.

Issue 18 made me wonder if Launchpad could have been abducted by aliens. His character has a history of space travel and he’s been abducted by aliens before in the original Darkwing Duck series. Launchpad’s behavior in “Terror” really seemed to indicate that he may have gone through a situation where a shape-shifting creature, perhaps after turning into someone he trusted, attacked him and the mole monster movie was bringing that memory back. While he was talking about how anyone could be a mole monster, he stands in front of an alien poster. The poster for the mole movie is right next to it. 

In “Moorshire”, Launchpad got taken away by the kelpies, creatures that are known to shape-shift, in the remains of the golf cart he was driving. Huey noticed he was gone and went to save him before it was too late. Maybe Launchpad’s past self used to be an astronaut pilot and the aliens attacked him in his ship.

If Launchpad was somewhere in the area where the cosmic storm was, that would explain why Della pressed forward instead of turning around. Scrooge told her to turn back, implying she could, right? If not, I suppose the poor connection delayed his warning. Scrooge talking to Della at that moment may have been the first time he was able to contact her since taking the rocket. The way Della reacted to the video connection cutting in and out seemed like she may have struggled with it earlier. But if she could have turned back to dodge the storm completely and if it was simply a test-run like Scrooge had claimed, there was no need for her to deliberately go through the storm without a purpose. There had to have been something she was trying to get to in the direction of it and she felt like passing through was the best option.

Lᴀᴜɴᴄʜᴘᴀᴅ ʟᴏᴏsɪɴɢ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀᴄᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ Lᴏᴜɪᴇ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪɴ "Gᴀᴍᴇ Nɪɢʜᴛ", ɪs sɪᴍɪʟᴀʀ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏᴡ Dᴇʟʟᴀ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀᴄᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ Sᴄʀᴏᴏɢᴇ ɪɴ "Lᴀsᴛ Cʀᴀsʜ". Tʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇᴅ.

There could be a parallel between Della's departure from Earth and her departure from the Moon: 

Donald didn't want her and the family to go into Space because it was too dangerous with HDL on the way. Penumbra didn't want Della to bring the Moonlanders to Earth because she thought it was too dangerous and didn't like the idea of Della's planet being better than hers.

Della promised to take the Moonlanders to Earth, similarly to how she wanted her family to go to Space, but the emergency launch being activated caused her to break it. This might be hinting that something sudden and urgent caused her take the Spear as soon as she did.

In "Dime Chase", Webby questioned if Della betrayed Scrooge and the Moonlanders felt betrayed when Della ended up leaving without them.

Della's urgency for leaving the Moon was so she could finally get back to her family. Based on the fact that she placed the family photo on the dashboard of the Spear when she first entered Space, family could have been a driving force in that situation too.

I find it extremely interesting that Scrooge compared the Sunchaser situation in “Last Crash” to the Spear incident while Dewey was desperately trying to resolve the mystery about his mother. As Dewey tried to find answers in “The Spear of Selene!”, Selene talks about how much Della loved a good mystery and also how much she loved her family.

Because of these things and the fact that Dewey is so similar to Della, this could be an indication why the whole Spear thing got started: she too could have been making a great risk to solve a mystery.

The dialogue during the scene where Dewey is outside of the plane may have been hinting this:

Webby and Louie try to talk him out of chasing the missing piece.

"Dewey, this is crazy! The mystery's not worth it!"

"I--I get it, but you can't give up the rest of us to find the one person we lost!"

Launchpad comes up to the window after this is said. The glass creates a divide between him and the rest of the group as he makes a statement that comes off as completely irrelevant. Huey takes the walkie-talkie from him.

"Dewey, our family is amazing! We're enough, let it go!"

Then, Dewey angrily chucks his walkie-talkie; losing connection with his brother.

So, maybe this is what could have happened: Aliens or something else could have caused the father to go missing for a long period of time. After realizing he disappeared, Della may have started an investigation that turned into a plan for a family rescue. Somewhere in this, she could have gone to Selene for help with the mystery. Maybe Della named the Spear after her friend to express gratitude.

It’s very possible that she had intentions of bringing her family together and letting the father know about their children, but after Donald voiced his negative opinion of the trip and refused to let her take the boys, her plans were disrupted. Somehow, she found out about the Spear and could have started reworking around this. Perhaps the father was trying to come home at this point and eventually got caught in the cosmic storm. He could have sent out a mayday but lost his connection. Maybe Della received his distress call or was given an idea of where he was and took off to help him.

Since Launchpad has been very secretive about his love-life and Della’s hasn't been directly mentioned anywhere, I feel like she may have not told Scrooge and Donald about the father for some reason or anything about him being the underlying reason for wanting to explore Space.  For a while, I've been headcanoning that the couple was mainly nervous about what Donald would think of their relationship and decided to hold off on the introduction until they felt ready. (Aside from giving Della room to grow as a parent, perhaps one of the reasons why Donald was sent to Space was because he would have interfered with Della discovering who Launchpad really is.) 

Maybe she kept getting interrupted or ignored every time she wanted to talk about the father to her family. That tends to happen to Launchpad when he has something interesting to say. There could be a running gag playing off of the popular version of Don Rosa's Duck Family tree where the father's face and first name are "censored". What if she purposely left the father out of her explanation because she thought she would be more likely be to discouraged? To be told that the three of them were enough, like Huey said to Dewey?

I ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀ ɪғ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ Dᴇʟʟᴀ's ᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ ʀᴇsᴄᴜᴇ ᴡᴀs ғᴜᴇʟᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs. Mᴀʏʙᴇ sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀɪᴘʟᴇᴛs ᴛᴏ ɢʀᴏᴡ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ʟɪᴋᴇ sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ.

Donald probably didn’t give Della a chance to explain everything when she brought up her ideas of Space travel during such a crucial point in time. Donald was quick to call Della reckless and brainless in "Last Christmas". There was even a parallel being made between that situation and the one surrounding the Spear: There was an underlying motive, she made a big deal, wanted to spend time with her family, packed a bunch of supplies and Donald was opposed to the adventure. She was also searching for someone to make another part of her family happy. When Della shared her plans about the rocket, he could have shot her down by insulting her and caused her to lose her point as they argued. 

ᴀs sᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ "Lᴀsᴛ Cʜʀɪsᴛᴍᴀs" ᴀɴᴅ "Sᴋʏ Pɪʀᴀᴛᴇs", ʙᴏᴛʜ Dᴇʟʟᴀ ᴀɴᴅ Dᴇᴡᴇʏ sᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴜɴɪᴄᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ɴᴇᴇᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀʟʏ.

After "Whatever Happened" premiered, I wanted to believe Della succeeded in her rescue mission, but got caught in the storm on the way back. That would explain why she was laser-focused on her boys, because she had already did what she needed to do. I had also thought her regret over the situation when she said "I will NOT fail them again!" mainly lied on the promise she made to her boys about finding a way back home. But what if she failed completely? What if she regrets ever stepping foot into the Spear because in the end, all it did was make her miss out on motherhood and did nothing to help the father? When it comes to the letter Della left behind, a lot of fans have been wondering why she wrote "I’m sorry" instead of "thank you". I first thought it was “sorry” as in “Sorry for ruining the surprise!”, but it could be “Sorry, but need to go on this mission!”, “Sorry, but I'm running out of time!”, “I'm sorry for whatever may happen after I do this!”. The letter sounds a lot like she had to do something against Scrooge's wishes that couldn’t wait. If this was just a test run, she could have definitely waited for certain conditions to be right.

After discovering that the moon mite was a mother, General Lunaris makes a statement that resonates deeply with Della.

"She put herself in danger, faced unknown threats, scoured this entire planet for any scrap of metal."

"...Because a mother would do anything for the sake of her kids."

The moon mite’s actions reflected Della’s. It wouldn't be as fitting if Della's decision was fueled by selfishness, therefore, she put herself in danger for something in relation to her kids.

Pᴇɴᴜᴍʙʀᴀ ғɪʀɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴀsᴇʀ ɢᴜɴ ᴀs Dᴇʟʟᴀ ᴄʜᴀʀɢᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴍɪᴛᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴠᴇʀʏ ʀᴇᴍɪɴɪsᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴏғ ʜᴏᴡ sʜᴇ ᴘᴜsʜᴇᴅ ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏsᴍɪᴄ sᴛᴏʀᴍ.

Scrooge's flashback made it look like Della cared more about adventure than her family, but then in Season 2, we see her doing everything she can to come back home and see her express her desire to be a good mother. She loves her family too much to suddenly cast them aside. Della is flawed; she impulsive, but at this point in the series, it's hard for me to think of her messing up this badly without a bigger reason being attached to it.

Ok, ok, so, that could explain why Della didn’t recognize Launchpad's physical appearance and a possible reason to why Della took the Spear, but why doesn't he recognize her? And why does Della not remember his name? After his meeting with Della in "Nothing Can", I looked back and realized that Launchpad may have been showing signs of amnesia.

 In "Beware of the B.U.D.D.Y System!", he can't remember if he has a pilot's license or not and makes the most bewildered face as he tries to think about this.

I thought that was extremely odd...I mean, either you have your license or you don't. How do you just forget something significant like that? Being a pilot is his passion. In the joke book , he claimed pilot's licenses don't exist. Huey confronts him about how wrong he is and asks if Launchpad has one. He doesn't answer.

Launchpad isn't good at remembering the lyrics to songs. In "Last Christmas!" he didn't know a majority of the words to "The Twelve Days of Christmas" and had to improvise; mostly repeating the same phrase and forgetting the ninth day. In the description for the Theme Song Takeover video, the description highlights his forgetfulness. In "Moorshire", Launchpad is very confused about what golf is and constantly mixes it up with other sports. And in "Last Crash", he... doesn't seem to know what a parachute is…? In spite of all the piloting he does?

After Scrooge tells the kids not to tell Donald about their trip to Atlantis in "Woo-oo!", Launchpad quickly asks "Who is that?". I had wondered if maybe Scrooge referring to him as Uncle Donald was the part that threw Launchpad off. He was right there as Scrooge and Donald argued in front of the gate; saying each other's names. Maybe LP thought HDL were Donald's sons or the sons of a cousin. But seriously...Launchpad has been just about everywhere. So has Scrooge, Donald and Della. How can he know who Scrooge, the Richest Duck in The World, is without knowing who’s been accompanying him for many years? The family is so famous, he should have known about Donald and Della’s existence prior to working for Scrooge.

Wᴇ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ LP’s ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴅs ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ’ʀᴇ ᴊᴜᴍᴘɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀ. Mᴀʏʙᴇ ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ Dᴏɴᴀʟᴅ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀs sᴜʀᴘʀɪsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴜɴᴄʟᴇ ɪɴsᴛᴇᴀᴅ.

Webby describes Donald as one of the greatest adventurers of all time. Stepping out of the spotlight for a decade to raise the boys isn't long enough for him to be forgotten. Launchpad Is around the twins' age, so it's not like he was too young to remember hearing about their adventures.

Aside from forgetting about important items and significant people, Launchpad could be suffering from a loss of self-identity as well.

I had earlier speculations about LP being a spy since he briefly worked as one in the old DuckTales episode "Double O Duck" and joked around with the idea that he was only disguising himself as a bumbling pilot to retrieve more information about Della. Now, I think he would make a terrible spy since it's hard for him to lie...on purpose, but he still seems to have this double-life thing going on: he has two jobs with Scrooge. One he was hired for, the other one being more voluntary. He has a different outfit to go with each one instead of having a consistent set of clothes like everyone else. It's evident enough that he was going to wear his chauffeur look no matter what he was doing, but was later changed during production. Maybe this decision was done to illustrate how there is more than one side of him.

Tᴏᴘ, Lᴇғᴛ ᴛᴏ Rɪɢʜᴛ: Fʀᴏᴍ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ 2ᴠᴇɪɴᴛᴇ’s ᴘʀᴏᴍᴏs, ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ Cᴏᴠᴇʀ B ғᴏʀ Issᴜᴇ #4, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ Cᴏᴠᴇʀ B ғᴏʀ Issᴜᴇ #5.

Bᴏᴛᴛᴏᴍ, Lᴇғᴛ ᴛᴏ Rɪɢʜᴛ: A sᴄʀᴇᴇɴsʜᴏᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ Dᴜᴄᴋʙᴜʀɢ Qᴜᴇsᴛ ᴍᴏʙɪʟᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ, ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀɴ ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ ᴏғ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴏ ᴀʀᴛ.

There was a long period of time where the IDW comics only featured LP in his chauffeur outfit on the cover, but depicted his piloting outfit on the inside. This went on until Issue 18. They probably had to revise all of his drawings to put him in that outfit, but it's interesting how they didn't go all the way.

Launchpad finds it extremely difficult to pretend to be someone else without acknowledging himself. In “B.U.D.D.Y”, when he asks Gyro for help, he splits himself into Not Launchpad and Launchpad to speak hypothetically but ends up confusing the two with each other. When he was pretending to be Donald in “Castle”, he quickly forgot he was supposed to be in disguise. He catches himself and tries to go back to being Donald, but he keeps reverting back to Launchpad. Fergus noted his "nephew's" drastic change in appearance and could sense he was confused.

Scrooge's confusion over Launchpad being a pilot in "Woo-oo!" may have had a double meaning. His ignorance towards Launchpad's mentions led him into being surprised, but combined with the fact that he can't recall getting his pilot's license, this could have been hinting that he was never a real pilot. Or at least, never an airplane pilot.

Like I had mentioned before, he could actually be an astronaut pilot. One of the requirements for being an astronaut selection candidate is having a certain amount of hours of flying a jet aircraft. This option is geared more towards candidates that start out from the military and as an old character description for Launchpad states, he may have had military involvement as a test pilot. 

Prior flying experience isn't needed to be a test pilot and a pilot's license isn't required to be an astronaut, but there is a six-week training process you have to go through to fly a military jet. Being another kind of pilot would explain why Launchpad has the basics of flying a plane and possibly why he can operate a sub exceptionally well without prior experience. 

If "Launchpad" isn't his real name, maybe it's something he remembered from his astronaut background. Was it a nickname he was given? An alter-ego he had previously made for himself? And after the amnesia confused him, it became something he fused with himself? 

Amnesia or not, one thing that's for certain is that LP has sustained a bunch of injuries; some of which were head injuries: He crashed into a wall in “Toth-Ra” while trying to catch Scrooge, he got hit with a golf club in “Moorshire”, he was rubbing his head after the Jeep hit the interior of the Sunchaser in “Last Crash”, and Scrooge caused him to hit the limo’s hood a few times in “Game Night”.

I suggested in my first Association post that Launchpad may have had a severe injury that kept him sidelined and one in relation to the head is looking very likely. The father was originally hospitalized for having a firecracker put under his chair and the show could be using that as a base. Amnesia could have occurred due to the whole Space incident being too stressful for him to remember or an outward force, like magic, could also be an explanation. Getting struck by lightning can also result in memory loss (as well as...many other problems). 

If Launchpad truly is amnesic, his awareness isn't in full like I had previously thought it was, it's partially hidden in his subconscious. He'll do or say certain things and maybe he's not exactly sure why, but there’s a deeper meaning connected to who he used to be. He can't remember who Della is as a person but he remembers things about her and probably bits and pieces of the incident. This could be why Launchpad's been dating around so much; he doesn't realize it, but he's been trying to make his way back to Della. Most of his relationships may have not been very long lasting. From what we’ve been let in on so far, they seem to be at this weird status where they still have feelings but continue to stay apart. Perhaps every time he tried to develop a serious relationship, something came up and got in the way. One of those things could have been his subconscious telling him that this wasn’t who he used to be with. Constantly trying to figure this out could have been what eventually led him to working for Scrooge in Duckburg.

Something was definitely happening in Launchpad’s mind during the events of  "Last Crash" and "Shadow War". After Scrooge accidentally refers to Della, we aren't able to see Launchpad's immediate reaction; the camera is very quick to focus on Beakley, but when Scrooge asks LP to hand him another parachute, the pilot instead hesitates and gives a look of concern. 

When the investigation crate breaks open and Mrs. B takes the Spear's blueprints from Webby's pocket, Launchpad is left out of these shots; preventing us from seeing his reaction. But when the missing piece flies up to the front of the plane, we see that he's in a tense pose with his arms drawn close to his chest. 

Launchpad completely disappeared at the end of "Last Crash" when everyone was leaving the mansion and likely didn't check on Scrooge until three days later. As Mrs. B guilt trips the boys into reuniting with Scrooge, Launchpad blinks excessively, sadly looks off into the distance and has a couple of outbursts. 

When Della is mentioned by name, the focus is on Louie with Launchpad's clenched fist next to him.

He's having all these feelings about something he supposedly has nothing to do with and he doesn't understand why. Mrs. B could sense something was wrong with him based on how surprised she was over his hesitation and the "why are you overreacting?" look she gave him when he responded loudly to her sarcasm. I'm convinced that the show-runners wanted to catch our attention without having to reveal anything yet.

This post is getting really long, so I'm gonna break it off into another part talking more about the amnesia theory with a case we've already seen, what kinds of special abilities Launchpad may have and some reoccurring themes that may be leading back to "Whatever Happened to Della Duck?!"

...Are you up for more reading? Continue here.

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Don Rosa: “The Magnificent Seven (Minus 4) Caballeros!” or City Slickers 3: The Crystal City

Saludos Amigos, the Ride of the Three Caballeros returns! After some time off to take care of other seasonal commissions and to finally get the life and times fo scrooge mcduck back on a steady pace, everyone’s three favorite chappies in snappy serapes are back for another go round.  This time i’ts back to comics one last time as we take a look at “The Magnificent Seven (Minus 4) Caballeros: which was the penultimate story from Duck Maestro Don Rosa, and as a result the final one set in present day, as while the next one would have a wraparound segment, it’s a flashback tiding up the one last bit of Scrooge’s past Rosa hadn’t clicked into place yet, and thus we’ll get to that eventually as part of life and times. And honestly it serves as a fittng and satisfying conclusion to Donald’s story. 

The geneisis of this one is rather simple in comparison to “The Three Caballeros Ride Again!”. Don Rosa REALLY enjoyed writing TTCRA, wanted to have another adventure with Donaldo and his boys, and given the previous story was a huge hit likely had no trouble convincing his publisher. And since he set the first story in Panchito’s home country of mexico, it only made sense to have the next story in Jose’s home country of Brazil. Adding to it Rosa specifically wanted to avoid using the amazon rainforest this go round, as to him pretty much every story involving Brazil focused on the massive and wonderful rainforest. And while a great setting, Rosa knew there was much more to the country and wanted to show it off. And to his credit.. he’s 100% right as i’ve seen dozens upon dozens of stories set in the rainforest but not nearly as many set ANYWHERE ELSE IN BRAZIL. If their lucky we get to see Rio, but that’s about it. So kudos to Rosa for wanting to display more of a beautiful country and show it had more to offer than merely it’s biggest attraction. As for what treasure they’d be after, the lost city of crystal stuck out to him, having been described in a goverment document that was so degraded when it was found there wasn’t much left to go on and searched for by a famous explorer who was the basis for indiana jones whose name I forgot but we’ll run into his name again later. So yeah not as much setup here and what tiny bit is left can be covered when we get to our villian. So with all that out of the way, let’s ride on!

We open with Scrooge firing Donald and throwing his ass out on the street, berating him for screwing up and then telling him to be back early tommorow to make up for his firing. Then Gladstone literally walks all over him becausae he’s a jackass, and Daisy then shrieks at donald for you know, being stuck on the floor, having messed up the shirt she ironed for him without.. actually you know asking for context, HITTING HIM, then telling him to pick her up for dinner at the ritz. 

It’s like this intro was perfectly designed in a lab to piss me off. All three of the characters who on a good day ar excellent but on a bad are outright monsters, at their worst, treating Donald like crap, i.e. the reason to call them monsters, and generally abusing him for flimsy reasons. And again Daisy HIT DONALD. No that’s not right, she shoryukened his ass! She upercutted him! God damn. And her just casually doing that is played for laughs. In a lesser Rosa story this would only get worst and be “oh haw haw”.. instead... to my delighted suprise.. this is all treated seriously. Yeah really. Instead of being treated for laughs like normal, and not being a dark enough work comedically to make it work like say It’s Always Sunny, Donald is seriously depressed, beaten down phsycially and mentlaly and when the boys, who’ve been present for all of this and tried to help him up off the ground, ask why he takes this.. the answer is pretty damn bleak. 

Just.. holy shit that’s dark.. and I applaud Rosa for not only recognizing this isn’t always funny, but for actually tackling it. And I will grant Donald being a butt monkey CAN be funny, especially when it’s caused by his own ego. It’s the basis of his entire career. It’s good stuff. My issue has been more that Rosa sometimes dosen’t get that either some aspects have aged poorly, even by the 90′s, and thus dosen’t adjust them or play them more for drama, sprinkling a bit of that in with the comedy. So to see him do that HERE, to acknowledge in some way his own faults and do something with them.. i’m very proud of him and it warms my heart that he could do something like this that shows he could grow and change, even SECONDS from the end of his career, but with no intention of ending his career at that point or even after finishing his next and last story. It just ended up happening that way and as such this story carries even more weight as for all intensive purposes, this is the final tale of Donald Duck for Don Rosa’s Barksian universe. This is the last big tale before whatever triggers Scrooge’s retirement, the last tale he wrote in the here and now. And while not perfect for some reasons we’ll get to from a character perspective? It’s a pretty good note to go out on. 

Anyways Donald somehow makes this SADDER by mentoing, when Huey, Dewey or Louie tries to make him smile that he hasn’t smiled in some time before sadly loping off to make their dinner before buying daisy’s. 

Yeah... I just.. I need a moment.... Here’s my asistant iwth an important message

Okay i’ve regained my composuer.. and yes I will be shwoing that off at every opportunity. I have generous friends. Now where were we? Ah yes with their uncle in a depression hole, can relate, they figure he needs a nice gift to get him out of it. The boys think he needs friends.. and of course the boys come to mind, though the fact their on the other end of the contient proves a problem.. but Huey, Dewey or Louie has a solution and takes the boys to the Woodchucks because of course they do> Their primary go to for anything is the guide which to be fair contains the entire sum of the world’s knowledge in a guidebook. 

So the boys, with the other two likely filled in on the way, plan becomes clear when they stop by Woodchuck HQ and talk to the guy in charge of the badge department, which ahs a fun acronym because of course it does, this is one of Rosa’s faviorite running gags and mine as well.. I just don’t have it in me stamina wise to type the whole thing out. Point is the boys ask that Donald be used as courier for a special shipment of badge’s to Rio. The authority guy is understandably a bit reluctant to give a non-woodchuck this duty, but the boys remind him that in a previous story, not sure if it’s barks or rosa’s, Donald apparently not only found the last remaning pieces of fort duckberg but saved them from the mill. As a result the Fort, which was the original HQ of the woodchucks until Scrooge threw them out, was apparently rebuilt. So the guy in charge is more than willing to not only give donald the duty, but an open ended plain ticket, i.e a vacation. The Nephews do have to guilt him a bit more to get donald a condsensed pamphlet based on the brazil chapter of the guidebook which at this point seems like overkill. Just.. buy him a guidebook boys. IT’s a bit much to ask that a portion of your heavily guarded and protected text be given to your uncle for a vacation and seems like a tad of a stretch but the gag, including the boys getting badges in guilt and convincing, makes it work. 

So after the boys set off to telegram the rest of the Cabs, we cut to donald arriving in rio, passing christ the redeemer on the way

The Rio Woodchucks greet donald and take the package for him, giving him new orders to go by cable car to the observation deck atop Sugar Loaf Mountain. This is a real mountain in Brazil and frustrated Rosa because he couldn’t find any pictures of what the station looked like in the 1950′s, despite as he put in his notes having eager fans from the region, researchers and other contacts try to find it, settling for having vintage cable cars pulling into modern stations he got from photos from said contacts. If I hadn’t said it before i’ll say it now the man is a BEAST when it comes to getting things acurate, only bending it if it helsp the story and still making sure his drawings are as accurate as possible. It’s one of Rosa’s most adimirable traits. 

Donald took a Donde, some form of streetcar there, hanging on the back and .. uh I have no words for this..

Donald Duck ran into a horse and it farted in his face. Just... why though. This horse naturally is Senior Marteniz, with Panchito currently being thrown out of a cable car for trying to put his horse in there which is fair. What isn’t is people having an issue with his hat. I mean.. people wear hats. I know it’s a bit big for the tight fit of the cable car but still it’s a bit weird to throw a strop about anywhere outside a theater or sports place where he’d be actively obstructing people’s view. And it appears to be the same weirdly crazy asshole.. Imean again the horse thing is resonable but calling it a “crazy hat” I mean yes it’s a big hat.. but ... you you do know mexico exists right? And sombreros? or other cultures at all you weirdly specific douche? 

At the top, after a quick and funny hat swap gag, Panchito reveals the triplets called him here.. as did Jose who assuemd it was  lovely senorita.. who uppercuts him. And it’s STILL more reasonable to uppercut some rando hitting on you, if not by much, than Daisy’s Domestic Abuse. Anyways the three put things together and Donald realizes via flashback the boys hoped his smile would return and said he’d have help. 

Donald, being utterly beaten down by life, apologizes.. but it turns out the boys needed this as much as he did. Jose’s night club career is flopping hard, with his agent unable to get him bookings and Panchito has barely scraped any money together for his ranch dream from last time. It’s a nice touch: That the boys , while having more exciting careers have just as much strife as Donald does and as much problem. It helps make them feel as real as donald, as characters with their own lives and adventures outside of him and their own wants and needs and it really helps the story come alive. Jose however has some suggestions to escape their blues. 

But Panchito suggests instead they go for some adventure and go diamond hunting in the plains of brazil, which the two agree to.. and Donald’s a big gung hoe about carving his way through human flesh.. just jesus man.. get a therapist. Your Ducktales counterpart did and he seems mildly well adjusted. So the adventure is on.. and they all toss their hats.. off a mountain. First thing on the provisoins list hats.  Before we head on I just wanted to point out even though most of my audience here is likely unaware the movie exists that this Comic honestly reminds me of the 1991 comedy City Slickers starring Billy Crystal, Daniel Stern and Bruno Kirby. If your struggling on the name Daniel Stern, think Marv from Home Alone. 

No.. the RIGHT marv. I may not be a huge fan of Home Alone but we respect Daniel sterns in this house. And yes if you didn’t know French Stewart played Marv in one of the sequels now you do. And i’m sorry you know that. 

There we go. Right Marv and Wrong Dad from Christmas story. Back on point City Slickers is a terrific comedy I finally saw a few weeks back about three friends all facing mid life crisises, with Billy Crystal being unsatisfied with his career and undsure WHY he does, Daniel Sterns having cheated on his shrewish wife with one of his employees whose also now pregnant, and Bruno Kirby being a ladies man whose faced with the prosepct of settling down, go for a weeks vacation to a cattle drive, as Brunos character tends to set up these trips but this time they actually need it. They encounter cows, assholes and a cowpoke named Curly. It’s pretty good. 

But yeah they both feel kinda similar, if with far less drama and crumbling marraiges on the cabs end because you know, this is for children. I’m pretty sure it’s just a concidence but given Rosa’s love of film, even if it’s more 30′s and 40′s films, and how the City Slickers seems right up his alley, I wouldn’t he suprised if he saw it and simply took some slight inspiration from it. Either way the similarity makes me giggle a bit. Again the plots aren’t all the same but the basic setup is about the same, complete with the main character’s family making sure he goes. It’s a bit of a stretch but I thought it was pointing out and while this review is comissioned, how I go about it isn’t so if I want to take a few paragraphs to compare this to an excellent comedy you should defintely see with two underated actors, maybe three i know nothing of bruno kirby other than the man had horse allergies and thus had to take heavy medication every day so good on him, and a lot of fun. 

So our premise and pastiche firmly in place, our heroes fly out to the frontier to adventure and Donald even thought ahead on them needing two more mounts and bought them from the local farmer for 100 bucks: It turns out their a llama, who jose takes and an old ox which donald reluctantly takes and wonders how to steer.. which I just got the double pun. Nice touch.

So our heroes head on with Donald expressing suprise they aren’t in the jungle like the movies, Jose correcting him, you get the bit he’s going for. But as they travel Donald not only breaks out the pamphlet but also , once jose mentions finding el dorado, casually mentions he and Scrooge already found it in columbia, and when Jose incrediously mentions that maybe he also already found the lost mines of the incas.. turns out yeah they did that too. Dont’ know if it was a barks or rosa story for either, since I didn’t check that part of Rosa’s notes, but it brings the scene into greatness as the boys not only belivie donald and figure he’s not pulling their legs.. but marvel at his life. And it’s here Donald smiles a bit.. he’s already got his smile back realizing that as miserable as his life can be.. he’s still seen and done things no man, even his globetrotting pals, has sever done before or sense. Found long lost places, solved mysteries and rewrote history.. sometimes literally sometimes in the “found things that changed historical knowledge” sense. Point is.. he realizes he has more to his life than he thought and maybe it isn’t so miserable after all. 

Donald also mentions the local waters are filled with stuff and the other Cabs mounts quickly climb on his continuting the gag of the Cabs assuming donald’s some big expert by accident. For me personally it varies in how funny it is, sometimes it’s grating othertimes it’s genuinelly pretty good, your mileage will vary. We then get a page and a half of slapstick with various animals and this gag repeated and it’s eh. Not bad, and there’s a REALLY great visual bit where donald gets squeezed by an anaconda and not only is he comically and tightly squeezeled, but it takes a few panels for it to wear off. Other than that not bad stuff but nothing especially new or really that funny. 

Our heroes soon find a pit trap.. and a capybara in said pit trap.. which I also give myself credit for recognizing on sight. Who dosen’t like a good capybara? Their basically a large brazillian rodent if you were curious. Donald asks what can they do and hte boys take it as a secret test of character, and not just donald being kind of lost and decide to help free trapped animals instead of treasure hunt which Donald, much like his entire life, just reacts to with “what what are we doing now?”. But they manage to free the greatful Capybara and we get this inspired bit. 

Naturally the sheer confusion of seeing this as well as being confronted with the relaly bizzare nature of his world, i.e. having both a rodent whose an old friend and one that’s clearly just a regular animal causes Donald to fall into the hole. He’s soon found by the natives.. and here we get one of the worst aspects of this story and one I honestly didn’t expect to encounter given Rosa’s research: Calling these indgeinous people’s.. “indians”. Yes really. 

We were in 2004 by this point, and even in the cultural cesspool of the early 2000′s, a time where micheal jacksons actions towards children were used for reams of jokes and where R.Kelly got off for the same just because “he makes the good musics”. What i’m saying is even in this time in history, we knew better than to use the term indian and I remember distinctily the term native american being in my text books even at this point as a kid. So Rosa, a world traveled knowledgable adult.. has no excuse for this, not even “It was the 50′s when this was set and they’d used this” as while he had Scrooge being mildly racist in “The Empire Builder from Callisota”, he didn’t you know, have scrooge use the fucking n word or other slurs during the story because you know that’s racist and he knows it’s racist. I’m coming down so hard on him because I expect BETTER. I can, even if it bothers me and I will give out about it, KINDA ignore the daisy stuff because domestic violence against men wasn’t as wellk nown, so while it dosen’t play well and I won’t pretend to enjoy it I can at least understand why rosa thought this was funny when it isn’t> This? The man clearly should know better, should know to use correct terms, and is usually better about this, but just isn’t here and for one of his last stories it’s REALLY depressing to see a man I have a ton of respect for fail this badly. It’s just a small element of hte story but it really sticks out badly and says bad things about an otherwise good man. Even a good man can really fuck up and Don.. honestly really fucked up even when, normally his portryal of indigneous people’s is really good.. and is for the rest of the story. This is just a really bad if really easy to miss bit I feel he deserves some flak over it. He knew better. This story proves he knows better in other ways and knows indgenous people deserve resepect. He just dosen’t show it in his laungauge and it’s disheartaning. 

Anyways, the Natives drop donald off with their cheif.. who turns out to not only speak perfect english, but has a rather nice modern setup and clothes. He’s the son of the former cheif whose dad, using a secret crystal city with a rich mine, paid for his son to go get an education in the US and hopefully bring back knowledge for his people. Instead all he learned was to be a greedy selfish asshat who calls his own people “savages”. This is what i’m talking about: While the indian thing is bad and Rosa should feel bad.. the rest of the story does treat these tribal peoples with genuine grace and care, as our main villian is shown as one partly because rather than respect his culture and simply use thenew knowledge of the outside world to help his people by educating them, bringing back new techniques and medcidnes while mixing it with thier old culture, the bastard prince simply wrote them off as savages and used his new learnings to rule them and get them into trapping, a buisness i’ts later made clear at the end of hte story they don’t like and only followed him because he’s their chief. And it dosen’t even come off as them following him as chief because their stupid, mainly just because of tradition and knowing they can’t escape him and he’d just find htem and find some way to cowtow them. The tribe here are innocent victimes forced into a life they don’t want by an asshole who became a colonizer instead of a hero and leader to his people and simply wants to sell them out as soon as possible to fiance a fancy and comfy life for himself.  The bad guy here is recycled from Rosa’s pre scrooge work, and works well here and honestly.. is a good villian and a good antagonist, something Rosa struggled with sometimes when not just using what barks made. He’s a chillingly realistic villian: someone who would step on where he came from instead of helping it and again treats these people as simple victims forced to be minons by circumstance and as the end of the story shows, and we’ll get to that, not nearly as stupid or “savage” as this cruel bastard thinks. And naturally being a cruel bastard, Chief, since his name isn’t given, plans to ransom donald as he naturally has no hangups about selling people AND rare animals. Thankfully Donald’s only a prisoner for a bit as Donald’s ox makes a back door and with the help of their mounts the boys free all the trapped animals and escape.. with Senior Martinez accidently taking the Chief’s necklace. Turns out that’s the sigal that signals his right to rule, so he figures if the tribe finds out it’s missing they’ll rightfully dump his ass and tells them to give chase, which the cabs find out about via a wild parrot. It’s better not to ask. 

So our heroes head into the wilderness to loose them and find a rocky slope, making their way up to some more plains. They now have both a high vantage, and a place to set up camp so do so. They also found out Martinez took the necklace, and now know why the chief is after them, but Panchito decides to keep it for now till they can figure out what to do with it. SO over the camp fire Donald decides that if they can find this lost mine that the Cheif’s dad used to go to,  they won’t need to look for diamonds the hard way and Jose’s skepticism is rebuffed by the fact that Donald’s found plenty of lost cities with scrooge.  So donald brings up the legend of the crystal city, with the guy who found it being colonel percy fawceet, and brings up more adventures you get the bit by now. Point is he mentions a crystal arch lighting up at night to ward off intruders.. and sure enough our heroes happen to be right by it, complete with a crystal road that simply had been covered by shale over the years. Donald decides to get some rest and head out in the morning, with a valid explination as to why not to worry about hteir perusers till then: It’s so dark that even if they left a trail, they can’t follow.. which the evil cheif agrees to though he finds the trail they dug up, pointing as an arrow and now realizing his dad’s treasure was real, plans to naturally exploit the hell out of it.  So the next morning, bright and early, our heroes have built a raft, and are greatful they looked in first as the waters are stalked with dangerous predatory creatures. How htey haven’t all killed each other, I do not no, but it looks cool so i’ll shut up now. So our heroes leave their mounts behind and head in up the stream via the raft and find the massvie and awe inspiring lost city.. as for why it hasnt’ been found they soon figure out why: THe stream in is dangerous, and jose figures it was delebratly packed with dangerous animals, and thus few would think to go in there, and the only ohter way up is scaling the cliffs it’s build into, but as the cities built into the sides of said cliffs, no one can see it from a distance. It’s a birlliant way to justify just WHY something remained lost and somthing barks is tremendous at. Our heroes soon find though that the canal go deeper and approaches a water fall.. and thus jump off loosing their only way back and thus heading in deeper to see if they can find another way out. Meanwhile the Cheif has found the swamp and recongizes his dad mentoning it and being a greedy jackass, and suddenly realizing that maybe his people won’t want to loot the city their swarn to protect, tells them to guard the Cabs mounts while he goes on ahead. 

Our heroes journey deeper into the unknown and after coming across pick axes mine carts and the like find the mines of fear.. lit with crystals and with wall to wall gems. So they’ve sucessful founds the lost minds of ophir, set up by one of king solomon’s realtiives. The actual King Solomons Mines had been found in a barks story, naturally and is also likely the basis for the african mines level in the ducktales game. 

Donald being donald.. ends up sitting on a giant anaconda who swallows him whole as he dosen’t realize just how big the thing is when his pals mention it to him, and only escapes through Dumb Luck, as is the duck family way, lighting a match and causing the Anadonda to spit him out and run... unfortunately not only does Panchtio loudley announce he dosen’t have his pistols, The Chief shows up with a gun. Naturally he intends to plunder, because jackass you see, and intends to leave the cabs stranded, with the anaconda picking them off one by one when they inevitibly have to sleep while he’ll come back with inflatable rafts and boats to loot the rest. The cabs bemoan the fact that their fucked.. and then this happens. 

So with that Donald FINALLY snaps, tired of taking the world’s shit and determined not to be the looser everyone around him but his boys clearly think he is. Seriously Donald.. dump. her. ass. It’d also tell you to dump gladstone in a shallow ditch but given your love for hacking through human flesh and his luck I don’t want you to impale yourself. So thus.. Donald stops getting polite and starts getting badass.. shouting THAT’S THE LAST STRAW BEFORE.. .. welll...

Bad. Ass. Also who knew Donald was part Kree? Wait .. how though? Questions for later. So as Donald gives the asshole his RICHELY deserved asshole a beat down, the anaconda pops up and grabs the boat.. with Donald STILL fighting the Chief the whole time. Holy shit. If this is your last time writing a character in a lead role what a note to go out on holy jesus. The cabs however show their CLOSE to as badass with Panchito roping the anconda and Jose attacking it once it curls around.. and unlike last time where his umbrella was quickly disarmed, here the Anaconda eats the tip.. only for Jose to expand it and on Panchito’s command, hook the damn thing. I didn’t relaize till writing this up just HOW badass this story’s climax is.. just holy shit this is awesome incarnate. 

Donald ends up loosing the fight eventually as asshole whomps him on the head with the gems.. and sends donald flying, destroying the gate regulating the water thanks to freeing the anaconda. As a result asshole escapes.. for about five seconds till he drops over the falls, presumibly to his MUCH deserved death and even if he surivives, likely wont’ for long without anything to defend himself. Goodbye asshole, you were a good villian but you’ll be better tarantula chow. 

Our heroes are still stranded.. but Panchito notices the Anadconda escaping and well... he decides to equal donald in badassery. Again..words do not do this justice. 

Our heroes disembark, and find that the tribe has been held at bay by the noble steeds, and as I mentioned earlier, and why despite the frequent use of .. that word i’ve said enough already, this story isn’t too bad. The tribe, once free.. are perfectly intellegent and nice, only in the game because of tradition that asshole abused. Their going to head deeper into the valley on the offchance asshole makes it back so he can’t find them. So the tribe is free and seeing the emblem as the symbol of their opressor and not wanting it, they can likely make a new necklace honestly just without the gems, Panchito gets to keep it. So our heroes won, the adventure is over and our heroes head back to rio

In our final scene we get our wrap up with our heroes back in Rio to enjoy what’s left of their vacation.. which given the scope of events only two days of it have passed so far, so it’s nicely implied they have a day or two before Donald has to go back where he can just.. enjoy himself. Have an actual vacation now his soul is whole again. Our heroes went to the authorities, and it turns out the Chief was one of the most infamous trappers in Brazil, and is now again either dead or in no way shape or form easily able to come back into the country.. and when he does, he’ll now have every officer in the country on his ass.So in short he’s pretty fucked and i’m pretty happy about that.  Naturally our heroes dont’ get to keep the mines, because well... it belongs ina museum.. or to become a museum and cultural landmark and the boys know and respect that. But Jose and Panchito both still got something out of the deal: for starters they have their confidence back, as seeing tthey could keep up with donald after realizing what a legend their friend is restored their own weary souls. Meanwhile, Jose’s newfound fame as the man who found a new brazilian cultural touchstone means his agent was able to get him booked up for a year, while Panchito , after consulting with the good senior martenez, decided ot keep the broach, and use it to get their ranch. And Donald? What did he find?

Donald found his smile again. He’s found himself again. After letting life beat him to near death, to just a souless shell. he’s found the real Donald. He’s realized that despite Scrooge’s finaical abuses he lives a rich full life. It’s part of why I compared the story to city slickers. While Donald’s life is far worse off than Billys, like him he finds himself again after the rousing adventure. And who knows what his future holds? Given Scrooge’s grave picture, yes Rosa drew that, he probably does marry daisy and work for the old bat.. but maybe now he can fight back, refuse to let htem walk all over him and actually find a healthy relationship with daisy and with his uncle before his uncle finally retires to Goldie’s loving arms. I could be wrong, it could be same as it ever was just he gets angry again.. but I like to think of something better for our boy. A better life and one more fufilled and more happy and one where he finally finds his pot of gold. He may not of found it yet but well.. there’s always another rainbow and he realizes that now just as his uncle did years ago. Donald is finally whole again to find his hapniess and a better life. Maybe with daisy, maybe with scrooge, maybe without them. Probably without Gladstone because he needs to cut that tumor out of his life, but still, he’s found himself and sometimes that’s all you need to find your purpose. So with that warm thought in my head our heroes play us out one last time. Well not for the restrospective obviously but still. 

Final Thoughts; While I do prefer the previous story, on going through this again for the review, I did find this story utterly charming and a great way to send off our boys and Donald for Rosa’s work. While again that one word is very unfortunate and Rosa should’ve known better, otherwise the story is pretty imaculate, using history to build a thrilling story with tons of character and a tremendous arc for Donald. And as I said the villian is excellent and overally the story is pretty great. Maybe held back a bit by the racisim, but the rest of the story is so joyous, badass and well crafted, it’s easy enough to override the less savory aspects. Dosen’t mean they didn’t need to be noted it just means this story is magificent and as usual for Rosa’s work I recommend it. 

Next time on the Ride of the Three Cablleros: We go to Disney Juinor for Mickey’s Perfecto Day! ..... whelp at least it’s a short one. 

And if you’d like to comission your own review, their just five bucks, jsut direct message me, tell me what you’d like, and I will send you the link on my paypal and get to it asap. Thank you so much for reading and have a happy holiday. 

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[manney-disney]

Stolen Moment

"You look sad, Aunt Daisy!"

The duck lady's gaze waved from Donald, Dewey and Louie to three-year-old Huey, who stared at her with big unhappy eyes.

She tried to put the most cheery smile she could offer on her face to calm down the little boy, who preferred to sit with her in the shade of the tree rather than play ball with his uncle and brothers in the scorching heat.

"No, no, Huey. I'm fine," she lied awkwardly.

Huey was not only the oldest of the triplets, but also the one with the most pronounced hunger for knowledge - and the gift to recognize when something was obviously wrong and even adults sometimes fibbed.

"I heard you and Uncle Donlad fighting...", the little one tried another tactic to find out why his favourite aunt (his only aunt!) had lost her cheerful quacking for a few weeks.

"Oh, sweetheart. Uncle Donald and I often argue, it wasn't really anything bad", not bad, but existential, Daisy thought.

Huey was about to start and make another attempt to get Daisy to tell the truth when his two noisy brothers and uncle came back to the picnic blanket.

The little drake was by no means pleased that Dewey and Louie, in their usual manner, drew all attention to themselves without realizing that anything was wrong.

That not only something was wrong with Daisy, but also with Uncle Donald.

-

With a deep sigh, Donald looked into the chest of drawers with the velvet box inside, which he had kept for a very special occasion and would never use now. A small cheap silver ring, which was worthless, but belonged to his dear grandmother, would now never be stuck on Daisy's finger, this one was clear after the last conversation.

She had plans and dreams to travel the world and report about it, to tell stories with microphone and camera that taught, educated and made people think - and she had this big opportunity to do just that from a British TV station - now!

So who was he to keep her from these big, wonderful projects, even though he had teased her in high school with her big, far too big ambitions?

They had survived college as high school sweethearts, defeated the two years he had served in the Navy, overcome Della's disappearance together, and now failed because Donald could not participate in journeys through the world any longer.

He had to make sure the boys were save!

It just wouldn’t work when Daisy was sent from one area to another, after all, he had the responsibility of giving the boys a home. Because these three little boys were already uprooted with their mom gone. They didn't have to grow up in hotels and camps that depicted a bad, unfair world.

If Donald had been alone, without his nephews, he would have taken his girlfriend by the hand and gone with her.

With Huey, Dewey and Louie, however, he had to endure Daisy's tear-stained face, her pleading and begging to reconsider his decision and come with her.

But he hadn't expected her decision a few days later: she told him that she would stay in Duckburg, if Donald and the boys wouldn't come with her.

She would also stay here because they were to precious to her to leave them behind.

This determined woman, notorious for her stubbornness and obstinacy, came to him and peacefully declared that she gave up her dream. For him: Donald Fauntleroy Duck.

He was so mad and angry that she deviated from her straightforwardness, although he knew of course what it meant to her to accept this job in the first place.

They argued frequently and loudly about little things, but that discussion didn't end well.

Daisy Duck cried because she was afraid of losing Donald in the long run if she took the job and he stayed here with the triplets she had grown so fond of.

And Donald carefully kissed her forehead to tell her that there was no reason for tears. A new chapter began now; not only for Daisy in her new job, but also for Donald himself.

Without Daisy, but with the knowledge of having made the right decision, he ended their relationship: "Since when have I been the smarter one of us, Daisy? It will hurt, maybe a few months, a year at most, but... separated from each other with borrowed moments, none of us will ever be really happy. So let's still enjoy the time we have together till you enter the plane and start your new job overseas."

It was a compromise to end her relationship that she had made because she loved Donald, and she hoped, prayed, that he would be alright, that at some point the feeling arose that she had done the right thing.

For herself.

For the boys.

Forhim.

A/N: Original written in German May 19th 2019 after an awful Eurovision Song Contest night out, so please bear with me

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[adamarinayu]

SO. I have no idea if this is on my blog or if I shared it in my Discord group but here, have something I wrote almost a month ago, and sorry if it’s a repost but?? I can’t find it on my blog

Forewarned, it’s DUno (Donald/Uno) AF but come on, isn’t everything I do? :3

Immortal

Odin knew all about immortality. Odin knew more about immortality than Uno possibly could.

The simple reason was time.

Uno was young. Uno was naive, though he would have never admitted it then. He had his body- he could walk among the mortals, play their games, live a life so like theirs. He could be one of them.

He thought he could be one of them.

Odin knew better. He could never be one of them.

Often he found his gaze drawn to a wall of pictures- pictures from his life not as Odin, but as Uno. Uno Ducklair, rather than Odin Eidolon- pictures Donald took of him, his first experiences, him with Donald, him with Donald’s family, him with their friends.

Uno smiled. He was so happy.

Odin smiled. He was not so happy. The pictures spoke a story that Uno hadn’t realized was unfolding. The pictures- arranged chronologically, as Odin was so prone to do- spoke the story of temporary bliss. A story of doomed love.

It was the story of an immortal and a mortal.

Uno hadn’t noticed it. Years passed by, years of adventure and fun and bliss. He had Donald by his side, and everything happened so fast later he would wonder where all of the time went.

Fighting bad guys, discovering lost temples, uncovering legends- it was all a day in the life of Donald Duck- Paperinik- and his family and friends.

Love was unexpected. The first time he turned to his best friend and kissed Donald- no real warning, it had been a high-stress moment and they lived to see another day, Donald lived to see another day, and it just seemed like the right thing to do- he’d been more surprised than his friend.

But it had started an adventure Uno had never even considered. A life hand-in-hand with his partner-against-crime (and alien invasions), a life with more meaning than computers, satellites and shields.

Suddenly his life included children- watching them grow up by Donald’s side, attending PTA meetings and helping them with their homework. His life included family reunions, several different ‘If you hurt him I will kill you’ talks from various members of Donald’s family (including his nephews and, surprisingly, his cousins), holidays at the farm, so many things he had never even thought about.

Everything seemed normal. Everything was blissful. Children grew up, some of them even got married (Huey had a wedding and Uno remembered even when he became Odin how Donald smiled through the tears- how Donald returned home that night and sat in Huey’s old bedroom, just remembering the little boy he raised), a new generation of Duck-McDucks began to hatch...

Then reality hit them hard.

Grandma was the first to pass away, old and tired but having lived to see her granddaughter come home- having lived to see her grandson and her great grandchildren get their happy ever afters, to see her great great grandchildren hatch. Donald cried for days, but he knew- he knew she’d been happy.

It was the first time Uno found himself considering religion and afterlife- something Donald believed in, something Uno did not. For the first time, Uno hoped to be wrong.

Things became normal again. Adventure continued. Love thrived. Scrooge continued to live on, spry in his old unnatural age, and Huey’s daughter confided in Uno that she had a crush on the curly-haired redhead three classes over. Uno thought she was too young-

Then he blinked and remembered she was fifteen.

He turned around and in that moment everything fell into place. For the first time he realized how much time had passed- consciously aware, and he looked at Donald and saw him- saw him the way he always did, the duck he loved and always would- and saw him the way others did.

Donald wasn’t young anymore. He wasn’t old- but he was. He was already sixty-five, and Uno came to the sudden realization that the children he watched grow up were already forty.

In the blink of an eye, thirty years had passed them by. He’d be lucky to have thirty more.

The looks they received from strangers- people Uno didn’t recognize, a generation of ducks he never knew- finally made sense to him.

Donald was already sixty-four. Uno hadn’t aged a single day.

He didn’t care. He was determined to enjoy the limited time he had left with his family.

Donald finally gave up hero work when he turned sixty-eight. He couldn’t keep up anymore, and Louie’s son- hardly nineteen years old- took up the mask and cape in his stead.

Uno stayed stubbornly by Donald’s side, through it all. Scrooge’s unnatural aging- the man was almost 200 years old by then- couldn’t save him from death, and once more Uno sat by Donald’s side as he mourned another family member.

At seventy-two, Della died. Donald wished he’d had more time with her- thirty-eight years just hadn’t been enough. Uno could understand- it wasn’t enough for Uno, either.

Dewey was the first of the children to die. No one was expecting it- a trap in a temple he and Huey were investigating, and Donald- seventy-four- only wished he had encouraged them to stop adventuring when they hit their forties.

Dewey would still be here, Donald was so sure, and this time only Huey, Louie and Webby could give any sort of comfort.

Time was cruel- thirty blissful years, and Uno could see youth was kind to Huey and Louie’s children. Growing up, one of them already had a young duckling and another on the way, another was well on her way to a doctorate, and Uno was so happy for them- but as he watched Donald’s generation fall, he knew it was only a matter of time.

Donald finally passed when he was seventy-nine years old, and this time Uno, Huey, Louie and Webby had to comfort each other.

The only solace was that Uno knew he’d see Donald again some day.

Odin would see him again some day.

It was only a matter of time before Gladstone and Fethry both passed- thankfully peacefully- and Uno could only stand by as Huey, Louie and Webby followed suit.

Time seemed to crawl, yet speed past; Uno watched as the children he watched grow up- and the ones he helped raise- and the ones he could only watch from a distance as the family moved on and forgot about the past- grew old with time. The mask and cape continued to be passed down- from Donald, to Louie’s son, to Louie’s twin granddaughters, to the elder twin’s youngest son... and on and on it went.

Only he was less involved in every new PK.

The Duck-McDuck family lived on, but there was no place for Uno in it anymore. He retreated to Ducklair Tower once more, and when he left again years later it was with a new name and a new face.

Now Uno Ducklair lived only in photographs, and Odin Eidolon carried the memory of seven generations of Duck-McDucks.

The first time he saw Donald, something inside him twisted.

It had been a good century and then some since he last saw his lover, and it was all he could do to not reveal himself right then and there.

But he knew he couldn’t.

Uno Ducklair and Odin Eidolon are two different people, with two different experiences.

And if he wished he could warn himself how it all ended- if he, for a moment, considered changing everything...

Well. He dismissed the idea. As much as the end of their story hurt, he wouldn’t have changed it for anything.

He wouldn’t give up those happy times, even to be rid of the bad.

And if they lived only in memory?

He’d remember them well.

The story wasn’t quite a story of the immortal and the mortal. Machines don’t last forever. Not even ones as advanced as Odin Eidolon.

Uno Ducklair had known that. Odin Eidolon had forgotten.

It was a strange sensation, falling into sleep- a deep sleep, one unlike anything he could remember feeling- only to wake up, as if in a dream, surrounded by what seemed like neverending light.

Memories always played through Uno and Odin’s mind as they recharged- as they “slept.” Memories of the good, of the bad, of what was and never would be again. But those things- they had always been real. They had happened, once upon a time, someway or somehow.

This, though? This was not a memory. There was light- so much light- yet nothing at all stretching on around him. He looked down at himself, at his hands. Slender fingers, but his wrists weren’t as thin as they once were. His white feathers were a little more grey- familiar feathers that did not belong to Odin, but to Uno.

He felt warmth, felt a strange energy through his body, like he was and was not at the same time.

He felt light. Like he was fading.

Is this what it feels like to die?

The thought seemed to echo out into the forever around him. He was not afraid. He felt strangely calm. Like this? This was normal. This was... this was okay.

“Uno?”

The voice reached him- so familiar, yet so young. Uno looked up and there were people there.

Donald was there, young- or younger, if Uno had to guess he’d say Donald was in his mid to late thirties again- and by his side was Dewey, hardly a day over twenty-five, and Huey and Louie and Webby, too, were by him. Scrooge stood with Grandma, Gladstone and Fethry in the back, watching quietly as the family seemed to come out of the nothingness around. Children and grandchildren seemed to come forward to greet him, seeming delighted to finally have him join them-

And Donald smiled at him.

“We’ve been waiting!” Donald said, and Louie’s hands are on his hips as he added, “You’re late, Unc.”

“Think you could’a joined us a century or so ago?” Huey asked, though he smiled too, and Scrooge just rolled his eyes.

“Never could get with the program, huh?” Dewey said as Webby just laughed, “Always gotta be different, good ol’ Uncle Uno.”

Uno didn’t know if he was dreaming. Maybe he was dead? But how could he be here if he were dead? Uno was an android. Surely no afterlife would apply to him?

But then Donald was taking his hand and he didn’t care. Uno hugged Donald tightly- “I missed you...”

And that was all that needed to be said. The light of the nothingness around them- the light of forever- only seemed to become brighter and brighter.

Uno didn’t let go.

#DuckTales 2017 #Paperinik #Crossover AU #Donald Duck #Android Uno #Duno #This might be a repost?? #I can't find it on my blog #But I know I shared it #So that might have been on Discord

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Dream Drop Distance: Traverse Town

- I like how at this point, they're not even trying to pretend to be a fun and happy game. This is third act-Disney movie shit and two people are already dead.

- ...My name is...Bongo.

- No, I prefer Bongo. Sounds more fun and fancy free.

- And that's when you realized that everything up to this point was nothing more than a simulation on the "What if?" Machine. A man can dream...a man can dream.

- Yeah, when we're out in the middle of the ocean, we'll just call Aquaman and he'll save us...he's owned by Disney right?

- (Ursula’s Arrival) Sora, it has begun...it cannot be stopped.

- Wow, Riku's kind of a weakling, when /Sora's/ able to keep his footing and you're tossed overboard, that's pretty bad.

- It's ok Riku, that's just Hades releasing the Titans from...well, Hades. (Where were the Titans held prisoner in the movie?)

- That's got to be a low point in Ursula's career, when she's nothing more than a tutorial boss and doesn't really have story relavance.

- Now /this/ is the time when you should be asking if any of this is for real or not.

- And that question is: How do they get the little m's on the m&m's.

- I suppose that's an interesting question too...show off.

- If that were the case then the challenges of my past have just gave my darkness a huge advantage in /that/ battle.

- (Regarding Xehanort) He's basically Ganon, he'll always come back to fuck us over even if the plot doesn't call for it.

- Well I'm here to tell you that you're not to be cocky little shits and you'll be considered Keyblade Masters when /I/ tell you, you got that you little whippersnappers? God, I'm tired, Mickey, get my walking stick and Donald, get the liniment oil, you're going to be rubbing it into my creases all night.

- Well it is a mix between Disney and Final Fantasy, I'm sure flying colours won't be the strangest thing to appear.

- So Sora opens a keyhole and now he's what, flying through the subspace highway?

- I've had my clothes changed once before and yet I'm still freaked out that it's happened again.

- (Neku’s Arrival) Oh thank god, some much required emo cynicism.

- Maybe it's under his glove, have you thought of that.

- I'm so toally a player, I've been with all the bitches and I can do like 5 Fortnite dances flawlessly.

- This must be Neku's own personal hell, although considering his partner is (probably) Shiki, this is like double hell.

- I'm loving the music although I'm hating the controls, why isn't X jump, it seems kind of backwards.

- Wow, someone with an actual last name, you really aren't from this world are you?

- I mean if I can handle Pokemon, I think I can handle their Disney counterparts.

- And there's my dirty mind at work again. You're telling me that I have to "unlock" seven sleeping holes to gain a great power. It's a good thing I'm not easily offended/paranoid or I'd think that this game was secretly promoting date rape.

- A great wall keeping all the worlds seperate? Again, it's probably a good thing this game originally came out in 2012 or it would be quite suspect.

- (Young Xehanort pulls some sick parkour moves) You said specifically, no over the top acrobatics to prove how cool you are.

- Obstacles: Breakable except when they're not.

- Joshua: King of innuendos.

- Oh god, Joshua's about to spend an hour talking about the multiple worlds theory.

- He wants to find Rhyme but Riku wants to hear reason.

- (What Joshua spends his time dreaming of) And they all centre around one adorable little crankypants

- If Riku is a dreamer, would that make Joshua a dreamweaver and can he get Riku through the night, maybe even reach the morning light?

- At least they don't give you another tutorial.

- Who knew Beat required a self-esteem team and who knew they would be so cute and colourful.

- Ok, I'm calling it now, the Sleeping Worlds don't have oxygen, they have a constant atmosphere of xanax.

- In hindsight, considering the powers of the X-Blade and the requirements of it's construction, this could be seen as a very bad idea and those who came up with it should have been fired.

- So the moral of the story is: Piracy causes giant universe-shattering wars.

- So Riku was just using the keyblade for it's intended purpose, he really wasn't a villain, he was just doing what felt natural.

- Wait, so the letterbox is alive? What other things in this place are alive?

- So, this is the mail room from Monster's Inc.?

- Anyone else think "Ice Dream cone" sounds like an edible? Like it's laced with LSD?

- So it looks like we've entered the residential district of Traverse Town and considering the graffiti, the fact that part of it is obviously based on The World Ends With You and the idea of how Sleeping Worlds operate, I think this is a part of Disney that they want to ignore, it's a part of them that fell into Darkness and they want it to linger there, it's early 90s Disney. In this twisted town, we won't meet Goofy, we'll meet Max from Goof Troop, we won't see Huey,Dewey and Louie from DuckTales, it'll be their iterations from Quack Pack and I think I know who the final boss of this world will be. Someone who represents the 90s and all things EXTREME! Someone who's connected to Disney but is nothing more than a twisted, vulgar imiation of the real form. This final boss will be Dippy Fresh.

- I will say the new parts of Traverse Town look amazing, it's like they really get that mix of SE's anime stylings and Disney's wonder and magic.

- Again, as I've said before, Sora's just one huge OCD bubble.

- Where the fuck was Rhyme during Chain of Memories, she loses her memories and acts like it's no big deal and then starts talking in fortune cookie sayings.

- So Sora has teleporting powers now? Is that another little extra when in the sleeping worlds?

- Seriously, the music is really damn good in this, the boss music may be a lot more upbeat than in previous games but it has this carnival-like heroic vibe going for it.

- Well it still is Disney so I guess "friend" is the best we can do for now.

- We're pulling an Inception here Sora, please try to keep up.

- (Joshua’s a very humble person) I'm God, it's no biggie really.

- It's Xehanort: The Wonder Years

- (Regarding Shiki being saved by Riku) You could at least let me give you a blowjob as payment.

- I guess after Selphie pulled a #metoo on Tidus, Riku isn't taking any chances.

- Unless this is a Proud Mode thing, one major issue I'm already having with this game is that there are too many enemies. Like I know you can run into a pack of monsters every 5 steps but this is overdoing it just a tad. It doesn't help that we're already fighting some of the heavy hitters in the first world rather than waiting a world or two before bringing in the fat fuckers.

- Oh fuck, he turned her into a cat doll.

- (Beat knows when things are half-baked) If anyone would know anything about being baked, it's you.

- Speaking of which, where are the reapers? They could bring some much needed fun right about now.

- Now that's a smart idea, let's take a huge boss with huge arms and put the fight in a small room where it can grab shit and whack you with them.

- Now there's a missed opportunity, why do Sora and Riku get the same Keyblades, it would have been interesting if each one got their own unique keyblade based on how their story in that world plays out.

- So Joshua is Sin from Final Fantasy X?

- Ok, that spinning thing is kind of distracting and kind of dumb

- Joshua died on his way to his home planet.

- (Yen Sid can be really dick-ish sometimes) I'm kind of a dick that way.  

#Kingdom Hearts #Kingdom Hearts Dream Drop Distance #Mock Liveblog

[threelxttledxcklngs]

Nightmare in McDuck Manor

(Open Starter)

 It took the triplets ages, but they finally were given the chance to watch a movie that both Dewey and Louie had been begging to see for years. Nightmare on Elm Street. Whether or not Uncle Donald knew that they were watching it was irrelevant. With the popcorn and Pep ready, the kids were more than ready to watch this horror film. 

However, problems began to arise when Louie began to realize that this movie was actually pretty scary. Sure, he knew the general plot, and he knew how it ended, but to see it in action just made it way creepier than he was anticipating. By the time the characters were in the library, he was more immersed in the film than he’d otherwise let himself be. He soon found himself clinging to Huey before the climax of the movie. 

As if to add salt to the wound, the website had told him that the movie had ended when the protagonists set the villain ablaze and gone to the hospital. It didn’t. What the website had neglected to mention was the last scene just before the credits, where the girl looked back at her mother, only to scream in horror as Freddy shattered the glass from the other side of the mirror, killing the woman behind it. No happy ending. No peaceful solution. Just more blood that Louie forgot was fake, and three trembling ducklings that were all too stubborn to admit they were scared. After all, they didn’t want to give Uncle Donald a reason to not let them watch any more horror movies. 

Things went from bad to worse when they went to bed that night. Louie was far too afraid to close his eyes, much less even think about sleep. And judging by how quiet the room was, his brothers were as well. At this point, it was just a matter of who admitted it first. 

A sudden snore from the top bunk caused Louie to jump, not fully knowing what it was at first. Didn’t take him long to realize it was just Huey.  “Y-you scared, Louie?” Dewey asked. “Um...”  “Come on, you shook the whole bed when you jumped.” Louie quietly groaned in frustration. Seeing as how Huey fell asleep, and how Dewey usually was never the first to fall asleep, it didn’t seem like the others were as frightened by this as he was. “Hey, it...it’s alright, you can, um, sleep with me if you want.” Dewey offered. 

Louie just stared up at the bed above him and blinked.  “You’re scared too!”  “Whaaaat? Psssht, no I’m not! I’m just...uh...being a good big brother. Not Like Huey will wake up at this point anyway, he sleeps like a rock.” Louie couldn’t help but roll his eyes. At least he wasn’t alone in his fear, so that was...mildly comforting. 

But something seemingly fell over in the hall outside, and the child rushed up the ladder and dove under the covers next to Dewey. He was safe, hidden under the covers with Dewey. 

Dewey on the other hand, just held Louie close. It just felt better to be closer to his brother like this. If the three of them could fit in one bed, he’d sleep with Huey, too. But this was McDuck Manor. They’d be safe here, right? Dewey wanted to think so, but from what he could tell, the bad guy was able to interact in the real world from the dream world. He didn’t like that. He was terrified of closing his eyes, sleeping, only to wake up and find Freddy in their bedroom. For once, Huey sleeping was far from comforting. He wanted to believe that the movement across the mansion was just the adults moving around and getting ready to go to bed themselves, but his imagination was running wild and in full swing. Just what if it wasn’t? What if someone was coming to kill them, someone that Uncle Scrooge wouldn’t think was real because he saw him in a movie? 

If Freddy was real, and headed their way in the dream world, headed in a way that none of the adults could see him...then they wouldn’t be safe, because what if nobody believed that they were in danger? 

Then, Dewey got an idea. If Freddy could interact with the real world in the dream world, then maybe the real world could interact with the dream world.  “Louie, let’s set up some traps!” “Are you crazy?! Wouldn’t that just make him mad?!” “Actually--” “Ah!” “--that would at least buy us some time to sound for help, or get to safety.” Huey interjected from above. “Huey!” “Weren’t you asleep?” Louie asked. “I was sleeping lightly.” “You mean to tell me that’s something you can do?” Louie half-teased. 

“If we’re gonna be building booby traps, you’ll definitely be needing some of my Junior Woodchuck expertise.”  “Fine, whatever, let’s just do something!” And so, the triplets set up traps in various parts around the room, using what they had hidden in the floorboards, in their closet, under their beds, anything they could find without leaving the room. Rollerskates, buckets, tent pieces, pillow cases, everything they could find. 

#Open Starter #Nightmare in McDuck Manor #Huey #Dewey #Louie #RP #((May God have mercy on whoever walks in asjdfhadhjska))

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a new duck in town chapter 1.

A/N: The story takes place after Mt. Neverest but before Spear of Selene. Chapter 1. It was just another day at McDuck manor, Webby and the boys were having fun playing one of their games. Mrs. Beakley, Webby's grandmother, was watching the four of them play. She loved watching them play. As long as they didn't make too much of a mess or anything of course. Just then, the phone starts to ring. Beakley decides to go over to the phone to pick it up. She takes it off the receiver and answers the call. "Hello, this is McDuck manor, whom may I ask is speaking?" "Hi there Benni. It's me Asa Ganderson." The caller responded. She smiles hearing the voice of an old friend of hers "Why hello there Asa, it is so nice to hear from you." "Heh, it's great to talk to you Benni." Asa replied smiling. "My thoughts exactly, so are you calling for any particular reason?" "Actually yes, Casey and I are moving down to Duckberg from Gandston." Bentina smiles "Oh that's so very wonderful, what is the reason if I may ask?" She added sounding curious. "Well Benni, let's just say. Things have been going pretty rough for Casey as of late." Asa says in a somber tone. Beakley says "I see..." She remembers having heard from Asa that Casey has been having troubles in the past. She never did pry into it though, but she knew. Mrs. Beakley knew that life hasn't been easy on him. Asa inquires "Do you think you can tell Webby and the others that me and Casey are coming? Maybe he can make some new friends... Poor kiddo.." The woman emphasized with her friend, she remembers how lonely her Webby used to feel in the past. The boys coming was a real blessing. Her granddaughter didn't feel lonely now like she once did. "I will be sure to tell them." She replied. "Thank you, we should be there in about a week." Asa says smiling, he looks at Casey sitting in a chair reading a book. They say good byes and hang up. Mrs. Beakley remembers how in actuality Webby and Casey have met each other once. They were both very young and both had hatched quite recently. She then goes to find Webby and the boys. Meanwhile, the quartet were all playing their foam dart tag game. The girl duckling was dominating so far. Using her night vision goggles and hiding on the ceiling ensured the advantage. "Hahaha! You guys don't stand a chance against me!" She exclaimed with glee having the time of her life. She fired foam darts at the boys from above. She was laughing maniacally as Dewey was hit by her Pillow trap again. Huey groans and says "How is she so good at this?" Webby hangs upside down "It all comes down to having a whole lot of skill." Mrs. Beakley had followed the noise, she saw that they were playing that foam dart game again. She let out a groan and shook her head, this time she was able to dodge foam darts heading for her. She decides to tell the kids about what Asa said. "Hm hm!" Beakley cleared her throat loudly to try and get the children's attention. It worked, as everyone stopped what they were doing, Webby removed her goggles as she got down safely to the floor. She and the triplets looked at Beakley, giving the maid their attention. "What is it Granny?" Webby asked. "I have something to tell you three, but what do you all say we go to the living room?" Beakley asked them. Louie shrugs "Ok with me Mrs. B." The maid leads the four children to the living room area, the reason she requested that they talk about this there was, in truth, she wanted time to think up how to say what she wanted to say. She walked onward as the children followed her, not saying a word. They were all wondering what was so important though. The four kids look to each other wondering what's up. Beakley's thoughts were on Asa's grandson Casey. She looked back to her granddaughter and the three boys, she gave the three of them a smile. "They and that Lena girl are all good kids, I'm sure that they will be good to that poor boy." Beakley thinks to herself, looking forward with a smile. Soon enough, everyone was in the living room. The triplets and Webby were still wondering what happened, Beakley was pacing, thinking to herself where to begin. The four children look amongst each other, wondering why Mrs. Beakley wanted to see them. "What did you do this time Louie?" Huey asked the youngest triplet with a hushed tone. "Why does it have to always be me?" The duckling complains. Dewey answers "Dude... When is it not you?" Louie says "When you wrecked the houseboat..!" "Hey that was one time and it was an accident!" Dewey yelled. "You guys... Shh..." Webby says shushing them. Mrs. Beakley wasn't looking at them, she had her back turned. The housekeeper had been working on what she was going to say. She turns to face the four children who were anticipating what she had to say. The housekeeper starts "I have news for the four of you." She then says "Today I have received a phone call from a dear friend, Asa Ganderson." "Ganderson?" The triplets asked in unison. "You know of the name?" The woman asked. Huey nods "Yeah, we once read about this great adventurer, his name was Casserian Henry Ganderson." "Oh I see well, Asa is a descendant of that man." The housekeeper replies. "Thats so cool!" Dewey shouts in excitement. Webby sounded excited and squees to Dewey "I know right?!" Bentina clears her throat getting their attention. She then says "As I was saying, Asa and his grandson Casey will be moving to a large house near the mansion. From their hometown of Gandston." She then says to the children "Casey is around the age you four." Beakley continues "Now then, I want you four.." she was then interrupted by her granddaugter. "Awesome! Another new friend!" Webby squeals in excitement. First three friends in the triplets, then Lena and soon a new friend in Casey. The duckling was feeling very excited. She, to her knowledge, doesn't know Casey, but if he is the grandson of a friend of her Granny's, he must be great. The triplets themselves thought it could be pretty fun to have a new friend too. Admittedly, other then Webby and Lena, the kids did not have many non-adult friends. Well Huey had his fellow scout troop members, but that was beside the point. "Hey Mrs. B? When are they coming anyway?" Louie asked her. Mrs. Beakley says "Asa told me that they should be here in about a week's time. Also, there is something very important that I want to tell you four.." She the said the last part looking down. The four wondered what was wrong. They are quiet as they wait for her to continue. Beakley thought about the times Casey had troubles, she felt compassion for the boy. She then looks to the kids "Casey has, he has been through more then his faír share of troubles... I am going to need you four to be extra nice to him. His problems he faced are why he is moving to Duckburg." "I know I don't have to worry though, you are all wonderful children." she added smiling proudly. The kids frowned a bit, feeling bad for Casey after hearing about his hard time. Webby was especially feeling bad for him. She and the triplets smiled when her granny called them wonderful. Huey says "Thanks Mrs. Beakley, I promise Casey will have a good time." Dewey nods "Yeah, we will even take him to Funzo's." Mrs. Beakley smiles "That sounds delightful. You may all go back to your games now. Just be careful." She walks away, leaving the four kids to themselves. The triplets all get up off the couch, while Webby keeps sitting down. She is in thought about Casey, she wonders what type of problems he had to face. "Poor guy... I wish there was a way to help him." She thought to herself. The triplets looked at her, wondering what she was thinking about. They never really saw her like this before. They felt that one of them had ought to say something. "Uh, Webby?" Huey asked "Would you like to go back to our game?" "Huh?" Webby she replied "Yeah sure.. Lets go." The quartet leave the living room to go back to their game. Webby was still having her thoughts on Casey. She was wondering how she could make his stay great. Meanwhile, in Gandston at the Ganderson mansion, a young boy duckling is sitting on his bed frowning looking quite miserable. He is dressed in a red short sleeved shirt with black horizontal stripes. The boy is also wearing glasses. This boy was Casey Ganderson. The young boy had just been told about his grandfather's plan for them to move to Duckburg. "I know its just a dream, but... I hope I things can get at least a tiny bit better in Duckburg." he says to himself, sadness in his voice. That is the end of chapter 1.

#Casey ganderson #webby #webby vanderquack #huey dewey and louie #Huey duck #louie duck #dewey duck #mrs. beakley #Bentina beakley #ducktales #ducktales 2017 #dt 2017 #dt 17