#((HOW IS LOUIE SO GOOD AT BEING AN UNCLE IT'S NOT RIGHT))

[ducklooney]

I haven't commented in a long time, but I have to say this. I was recently on the Disney Wiki and next to the article about Max Goof I found this Trivia where it says this:

Huey, Dewey and Louie in House of Mouse are young adults?!

If so, then they should be a bit taller and be the same age as Max Goof, not still look the same height and sound the same as Donald (I know Tony Anselmo did their voices after Clarence Nash, but again no changes). I mean look at this:

Mickey is taller than them by a few inches. So how can Huey, Dewey and Louie be young adults when they haven't visited Mickey or their Uncle Donald? Max Goof is known to be tall and most likely 18 at the time (something between A Goofy Movie and An Extreme Goofy Movie). I mean look at this picture:

Max is known to be taller than Minnie and the rest of the Sensational Six characters except his father Goofy.

Let's face it, I love House of Mouse and enjoyed it a few years ago and I still think it was definitely a great Disney series with good crossovers from Disney movies but my gripe with that series is that almost everyone acts like assholes except for a few characters like are Mickey, Minnie, Daisy, Pluto, Goofy, Max, Ludwig and other characters from Disney movies that turned out great. Unfortunately this is especially true for my favorite characters like Donald and his nephews Huey, Dewey and Louie who turned out to be bad in that series. But I will dedicate this critique post to Donald's nephews. Still Donald had his good moments, but I can't say the same for Donald's nephews Huey, Dewey and Louie who turned out to be desperate.

Yes, I'm aware that they took the models for them from the Quack Pack, but whatever the Quack Pack was, they still did a thorough and better job of distinguishing Donald's nephews and they sounded like boys their own age thanks to the voice actresses who played them . The House of Mouse totally mixed them up so Louie became Huey, Dewey became Louie, and Huey became Dewey. And yes, they had their own band, the Quackstreet Band, which is fine, modeled after the 1990s Backstreet Boys, but the problem is that they had nothing to do but play. I also don't like how they sounded. I wonder why Russi Taylor didn't play them? I have nothing against Tony Anselmo, he remains a great actor, but I prefer him playing Donald and someone like him, rather than playing boys. Everyone says how badly Quack Pack did the triplets which I don't agree at all, House of Mouse did more. Of course too many characters so they can't all focus on each one individually, but certainly my point is that Huey, Dewey and Louie are not young adults as allegedly claimed in House of Mouse, and they are not teenagers either but as pre-teens as they were in Mickey Mouse Works. Certainly, in my opinion, one of the worst versions of Donald's nephews and I don't want them to sound like Donald at all, because even though they look like their uncle, they still have their own selves and their own specific speech. As much as I have complaints against Ducktales 2017 triplets, they still turned out better there than in House of Mouse and certainly remained in the memory of many, the version of triplets from House of Mouse not so much.

Certainly in my opinion the Quack Pack did a much better job with Donald's nephews and giving their personalities as well as their relationships with their uncle Donald which were on a high level, but it should have left Huey being Huey, Dewey being Dewey and Louie being Louie. If House of Mouse had taken them the right way with their different teenage voices it would have been much better, and there would certainly have been a focus on the relationships between Max Goof and Huey, Dewey and Louie Duck, who certainly have some common personalities. That's my opinion, so I'm asking whoever works at Disney Wiki to change that Donald's nephews in House of Mouse are not young adults, but still boys entering the teenage period. Apologies to the others, but that's my opinion. I like House of Mouse, but I like Quack Pack Huey, Dewey and Louie much better than the rip-off House of Mouse version.

P.S. Maybe one day I'll make my own version of House of Mouse where the Quack Pack version of Donald's nephews along with Max, P.J. and Bobby formed a music band and they would be peers and they would get along great. At least in my headcanon.

[starlingdrawz]

Rockstar x fan au

(sorta)

Ohmygod I can't believe I never posted this,,,I made this back in December

Au/story idea (?)

Wakko is part of a small indie band who is slowly gaining popularity and is now at a point where they are doing a mini tour

Dewey is a huge fan and had bought a ticket and a plus one

He was originally supposed to go with Webby but she went with Scrooge and the others on a last minute adventure

Dewey asked all of his friend, even LP and DW if they could but they were all busy.

Eventually he asked Louie, who had stayed behind but of course he said no. But since everyone else has said no, he thought he'd give it another chance and asked Louie once again

Louie complained and whined, claiming he wanted a lazy day that was void of adventure and excitement

Yet he was somehow convinced to tag along

He didn't know what band it was nor did he really care. All he knew was that his older brother was OBSESSED with them and had not shut up about them for the past week. Dewey on several occasions, had tried to get him to listen to their songs but Louie simply didn't want to know anything about them. Not to mention his eagerness kind of drove him away from being interested. (Annoying siblings amiright?)

They get to the venue and there's a pretty decent crowd. Louie is not too pleased, he was hoping it'd be a small event but it's whatever, too late for him to back out now.

First thing Louie notices when the band walks on stage is "Damn that guy's cute" (Wakko) and Dewey laughs and agrees with him and is getting increasingly excited, having a good feeling Louie will enjoy the show.

And Dewey was right. Louie enjoyed himself a LOT more than he expected to. He couldn't keep his eyes off of "The cute guy"

Louie wasn't expecting to hear such a *lovely* voice to come from him and for him to be so talented at both the guitar AND drums.

He was blown away to say the least

After the show the two decided to stay back so they could have a chance to meet the band. And what do you know! It's their lucky day! They were able to meet them and talked to Wakko.

Dewey gushed to him, telling him that he was his biggest fan and that he was so happy that they were gaining traction.

Louie tried to be more lowkey and admitted that he's never heard them until that night but is also looking forward to what they do in the future.

The three of them talk but Wakko and Louie end up talking the most. Unfortunately they could only hang around for so long until it was late but Louie ended up getting Wakko's contact info.

The two message each other throughout the night and become friends pretty quickly. Wakko offers to give him and Dewey extra tickets for their future shows and Louie happily accepts

Dewey is jealous at first since he was the one who wanted to have a close relationship with him but eventually gets over it since he gets to go to their other shows .

The two take pictures together when they watch the band and post them online.

People assume that their uncle (Scrooge) bought them tickets until Louie posts a picture of him and Wakko together

The fans go crazy and start spreading a rumor that the two are dating.

At first they laughed it off but uh oh hehe gay feeling emerge

One thing led to another and they finally confess and make it official

Blah blah blah happy ending yeah idk how to end this

Commissions

[janetbrown711]

Melatonin

Louie can't sleep after an adventure gone wrong, his mother's words echoing in his head like the worst worst record, and so he seeks solace with his dear old Uncle Donald.

Ao3 Link

Louie was tired, which wasn’t surprising for 2:17 in the morning. It had also been a long, long day of adventuring and he had been grateful when he finally was able to throw himself on his bunk bed.

Unfortunately though, Louie couldn’t sleep.

His back and legs ached something fierce from all of the above-average amounts of running and walking and climbing he had to do, and there was this weight on his chest that caused his heart to pound, keeping his eyes and mind on alert.

Insomnia was nothing new for the youngest duck brother, of course, but that didn’t make it any less annoying (especially with Dewey’s tendency to snore). He’d normally just go on his phone and scroll through social media until his eyes decided to close, but it didn’t feel right tonight. No, his feed was too full of Webby and Dewey’s photos of their adventure. Photos of Scrooge, Huey, and Della were on every post, with Louie having to swipe through to find any with him in them.

That wasn’t their fault though, Louie really hadn’t been in the mood today for hiking mountains and fighting bears and bear-like monsters to find some mystic honey stirrer. The photos of him were blurry and embarrassing, unlike the usual where he’d at least pose with the treasure or he and Webby had some kind of fun side quest.

A chill ran through Louie that made him sit up and sigh, rubbing the bandages around one of his hands as he tried to think of what to do.

He could go to the kitchen and if Duckworth wasn’t too busy ghost-sleeping, he could make him some tea..? No, no, Louie hated tea more than Scrooge hated to waste it. Something else then… like watching YouTube? No, his feed was overrun with videos about Doofus Drake and Scrooge McDuck sightings and hustler videos that Louie really didn’t have an interest in (at least… not right now). He could try counting sheep, but– but there was something else on his mind playing on repeat instead.

“C’mon Louie, it’s just one more mile, don’t get lazy on me now.” His mother smiled at him, hands on her hips and a bouncy energy that just made him even more tired by the second.

“Yeah, Louie! C’mon, it’ll be totally cool to see the top of the mountain,” Huey encouraged too.

“If I don’t die before then,” Louie panted, leaning back against a tree.

Della tsked and rolled her eyes. “You sound just like your uncle, you know that?”

Louie perked up at that, but before he could say anything, Dewey punched him in the arm as he and Webby sped by.

“See ya later, slowpokes!” he called out mockingly as Webby made a face.

“Hey! We’re supposed to be on the lookout for bears, you two!” Della laughed and hurried to go join them.

“Hey–! Wait for us!” Huey shouted and started scurrying off too, and Louie had no choice but to follow.

…Louie didn’t know why his mind was focusing on it– it wasn’t a big deal, really. They all made it eventually, even if Louie missed the “big reveal” and family photo op. They had hundreds of those, Louie being gone from one or two or however many at this point wasn’t a big deal. He was the lazy one, after all. Consequences, simple as that.

“If you want to be part of this family, you got to–”

Louie shot up and out of bed, startled by his own memory as the pounding in his chest only increased.

“It’s just a stupid memory, Louie. Just shut up and go back to sleep,” he muttered to himself before checking if he’d awoken his brothers. Thankfully, the answer was no, so Louie was left to… well, as much as he wanted to, he was in no condition to go back to bed. He was still stuck in “fight or flight” mode, so he needed to walk around– maybe to find some melatonin.

As good as that sounded though, he knew the numerous bathrooms barely even had toilet paper, much less medications due to how stingy Scrooge was. If there was melatonin to be found, it probably expired in 1986 and probably had a nightmare shadow creature trapped inside for extra measure.

Then again, Uncle Donald always kept his melatonin and other vitamins stocked, so maybe Louie could just go to the houseboat to check? Hopefully he could do so without waking his uncle, but if he caught him, it wasn’t like he’d get in trouble.

Louie bit his cheek, finding his phone and unplugging it to check the time, annoyed but not surprised it had only been two minutes. With a sigh, Louie put his phone in his pajama pocket, and quietly crept out of his room into the halls of the manor.

Nights like these always made the mansion feel haunted– more than by Duckworth, anyways. His uncle was crazy old and so was his choice in curtains and decoration. While Duckworth and Beakley kept dust away, the moonlight had this uncanny way of pointing out every crack and crevice that was previously unknown. Plus, the quiet made the creaking wood and pipes a lot more noticeable, and with Louie, being in the state that he was, picked up the pace to avoid it as much as possible.

Thankfully, the courtyard wasn’t too hard to get to and soon, Louie was back sneaking his way on the houseboat like it was nothing.

While it took a second to get used to, the familiar sway and creaking of the houseboat was comforting for the young duck, and he couldn’t help but smile as he made his way to the bathroom’s medicine cabinet for raiding.

In there, he found a half empty bottle of aspirin, a thing of tums, an empty paper cup, some mouthwash, but no sign of any melatonin.

“Well… frick,” Louie muttered to himself, closing the mirror and nearly jumping out of his skin when he heard footsteps just outside.

“Hello?” called out the tired and scratchy voice of Louie’s uncle.

Busted.

“Sorry, Uncle Dee, I was just looking for some melatonin to nab.” Louie’s face was red as he flicked the light off and stepped out to the small hallway.

His uncle smiled pitifully at him. “Can’t sleep?”

Louie shook his head.

“I keep that in my room now since you three moved out.” Donald chuckled. “I can grab it for you, and I can make some tea too, if you’d like.”

Louie bit his cheek. It was getting late, but as much as Louie wanted to just take the melatonin and hope his feelings would just drown out, he couldn’t deny having a cup of sleepytime tea with his uncle would help.

“Yeah, sure, why not?” Louie gave a crooked little smile, which made his uncle chuckle again and ruffle his hair before going to the kitchen. Louie followed, sliding into the circular booth and watching as his uncle pulled out the dented old kettle and filled it with water.

“Have you gotten any sleep at all?” his uncle asked, watching it fill.

Louie shook his head. “No, not really… I’m more surprised you’re awake though, I really thought it would be an easy in-and-out.”

“You’d be surprised how raising triplets and being ex-navy can affect how light you sleep.” His uncle winked and turned the water off.

Louie snorted. “I think Mom could sleep through a bombing.”

“Yeah, that’s Della all right.” Donald’s voice wavered a bit, though he quickly turned to muttering in frustration as it took a second before his stove would light. It eventually did, and once that was all settled he sighed and leaned against the counter. “So what’s keeping you up this time, Lou?”

“Oh, you know… adventure stuff, I guess,” Louie danced around the details, picking at the bandage on his hand.

His uncle’s eyes landed on it, and based on his reaction, it seemed he hadn’t noticed his injury at dinner. “Are you okay? What happened? Did Huey or Webby do the bandaging? Or was it Dewey? Not that he does a bad job, he just always forgets the Neosporin–”

“It’s fine, it’s fine, Uncle Dee– really,” Louie forced a smile. “It’s just a minor scrape, I promise.”

“You know, I’ve always told Scrooge you boys need better gloves and gear just so situations like this don’t happen.” Donald shook his head and left the kitchen, muttering under his breath the whole time.

Welp. Better than a scolding to stay safer, Louie thought to himself as he closed his eyes for a second.

When he opened them again, his uncle was back with a first aid kit and a bottle of melatonin.

“Here, let me look at it,” Donald asked, taking a seat next to Louie.

“It’s fine, Uncle Donald,” Louie tried to assure him, but his uncle didn’t relent, taking his hand and quickly unwrapping the bandage.

His uncle frowned, inspecting it. “This doesn’t look like a regular scrape. What happened?”

“It was just a sharp rock, I swear.” Louie looked away to try and mask the lie.

Donald didn’t seem to believe it, but focused his efforts more on adding some neosporin to his cut before finding a suitable gauze pad, bringing Louie momentarily relief.

“Who wrapped this the first time? And how long was it between hurting yourself and getting bandaged?” Donald interrogated.

“Dewey when we got back to the plane, I guess– it’s really not a big deal, Uncle Donald, I’m fine,” Louie tried to push, but he could see Donald’s eye twitch.

“No one had a first aid kit? Not even Huey?” Donald asked, eyebrows furrowed.

“He ran out using it on Webby and Dewey and Launchpad.” Louie shrugged. “Seemed only fair to let them have it this time anyways, since I’m usually the one taking all the supplies.”

Donald frowned, now taking the roller bandage and wrapping his wrist twice before going diagonally to the outside of his pinky. “I don’t like you thinking like that; your safety and health matters just as much as anyone else’s– even if you’ve got worse luck and tire out quicker.”

“Sure,” Louie sighed, looking at the kettle and seeing the steam starting to escape, a squeal imminent.

“I’m serious, Louie. I don’t want you talking like that. You deserve as much love and care as anyone else.” His uncle looked at him seriously, but the ten-year-old avoided eye contact.

Donald frowned, finishing the bandaging just as the kettle began to squeal and put a brief pause to go deal with that.

“If you want a place in this family–”

Stop. Just stop, Louie hissed in his mind. He hated that stupid video and that stupid memory. It was so long ago, there really wasn’t a point for it to be on repeat like it was. Yeah, his mom joked that if he hadn’t been so clumsy on the last adventure then Huey wouldn’t have ran out of bandages, but like… that was different. Louie was fine. It was fine. It was cool.

“So are you going to actually tell me how you hurt yourself, or are you going to keep me guessing all night?” Donald sighed, pouring the hot water into two mugs.

“It was a sharp rock, I promise.” Louie bit his cheek.

“Right.” His uncle’s shoulders sagged, before he shook his head and set the kettle down. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. Adventures are hard sometimes, I get it– plus, I know I can be a little protective–”

Louie laughed.

Donald rolled his eyes. “Okay, maybe more than a little protective, but you know… someone’s gotta.”

Louie’s smile faded and his eyes went back to his hands.

His uncle hummed in amusement as he got the tea bags and began brewing before returning with mugs in hand to the booth. “I’m sorry today was rough. I wish I could’ve been there.”

Louie waved his hand. “You would’ve gotten hurt a lot more than me.”

“Yeah, but at least Della knows to carry three extra kits whenever I’m around,” Donald laughed, and a lump formed in Louie’s throat.

“Right, yeah.” Louie tried to ignore it, tapping his fingers on the glass as he urged the tea to brew faster.

When it was done, he could feel his uncle's eyes on him as he took a sip of tea, searching and scanning like they had many times before. It was how he eventually learned to detect Louie's schemes, and it never failed to make Louie feel small.

To his surprise though, instead of saying anything, Donald wrapped an arm around Louie and pulled him to his side, kissing his head and hugging him tight. It made the lump tighten and tears threaten to form, the pressure building so tight Louie might just burst.

“I love you, Louie. You know that?” his uncle whispered.

Louie could only nod.

“I love you very, very much, Lou. I care about your health and safety, and I want you to be happy more than anything else in the whole wide world, do you understand?” Donald continued.

Louie nodded again, his lower lip beginning to tremble.

His uncle hugged him tighter. “Louie, I want you to tell me what’s hurting you. You don’t have to give details– but know that nothing is too much for me, okay? I want to help you… please…”

The ‘please’ shattered Louie’s resolve. He opened his mouth to speak maybe three times, before he eventually croaked it out:

“Why… doesn’t mom… like me..?”

Donald let out a quiet gasp, filling Louie with instant regret that broke him down into a sobbing mess in an instant.

“Oh, Louie.” His uncle pulled Louie onto his lap now, hugging him tight as he rocked back and forth while the ten-year-old just buried his face in his chest.

“S-sh-she– It-it’s like– She likes H-Huey, a-and Dewey, a-and even Webby– b-but– b-but–”

“I’m so sorry, honey.” Donald hugged him a little tighter, and Louie could tell he was crying too.

“I-I keep screwing u-up– a-and it’s like– i-it’s like she ca-can’t even tell a-and she just– she hates me, Unca’ Donald, she hates me,” Louie wept.

“Della doesn’t hate you, Louie, she just doesn’t understand, I promise,” Donald tried to assure, but Louie just shook his head.

“Sh-she keeps– she keeps calling me lazy a-and she makes fun of me wh-when I fail a-and even get hurt– it hurts so much, Unca’ Donald, it hurts so much,” Louie confessed, a wave of sorrow crashing down with the realization.

“I’m so sorry, Lou…” his uncle’s voice cracked. “I wish she didn’t. I really, really wish she didn’t– but old habits die hard, I’m so sorry.”

It took Louie a moment to process what his uncle said, and when he did, he sat up a bit. “Y-you mean she does that to you too?”

Donald nodded with a sad smile. “Everyone does, but Del and Scrooge especially. I used to joke that’s the only reason they kept me around.”

Louie’s heart managed to break a second time and he practically leapt to hug his uncle. “M’so sorry, I-I never meant to– I just– I’m so sorry, Uncle Donald.”

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, Lou. I’ve learned to accept it.” Donald rubbed his back.

“But you shouldn’t have to! I-it sucks– I hate being just a joke to them, a-and you’re so much more than that too!” Louie broke the embrace again.

“Louie, you aren’t a joke to them, I promise. You have that wonderful mind of yours that’s always so good at planning and scheming and escaping and they value that tremendously.” Donald put his hands on Louie’s shoulders.

Louie looked at the ground. “Even mom..?”

Donald gave a long sigh. “Your mom is… new to this. She doesn’t understand how you work yet and assumes you won’t take it personally, like how I would act– but that doesn’t make it right. She loves you, but she just doesn’t know how to, and I’m sorry that hurts you…”

Louie looked away, his mom’s words echoing again in his mind.

“If you want to be a part of this family, you gotta stop.”

“She… she said if I wanted to be a part of this family, I had to stop scheming– had to stop the one thing I’m good at,” Louie whispered.

He could see his uncle’s shoulders tense. “When did she say that..?”

“When you were gone after the ‘timephoon incident’.” Louie sniffled, wiping away hot tears as he stared at his mug.

Donald gave another long, heavy sigh. “I’m so sorry, Louie. I wish she understood you, I really, really do…”

“Sh-she also– I hurt my hand because she didn’t see me slipping. She didn’t help me– sh-she assumed I’d be okay, but I’m not okay– it’s not okay, Uncle Donald, it’s not.” Louie shook his head and curled up to Donald’s side, and his uncle wrapped an arm around him.

“I’m so sorry, Lou. Della just gets so wrapped up in her own head, she has a hard time recognizing people aren’t always at her level.” Donald rested his head atop Louie’s and squeezed him.

“I-I felt so alone today– I hate feeling alone,” Louie confessed more.

“I know, Louie, I know. And if it helps, you’ll always have me no matter what, okay? There’s nothing you could do to make me hate or leave you. You’ll always be my little Louie, and even if we get separated, I’ll always find my way back– even if it’s the moon,” Donald pointed out with a soft smile.

“Thanks, Uncle Donald.” Louie nuzzled closer. “I wish mom understood you too.”

His uncle laughed weakly. “Maybe one day… but in the meantime, I’m lucky to have you.”

Louie couldn’t help but laugh a little too. “I’m lucky to have you too, Uncle Donald.”

The pair of them sat in silence for a while, with Louie curled extra tight to his side and Donald holding him nice and close. It was calming, especially with the slow eb and flow of the pool water. All that crying had exhausted Louie, and he figured his uncle likely felt the same. However, Louie couldn’t even imagine going back to his bunk now, not when he felt his uncle needed him as much as he needed Donald.

“I’ll try and talk to her. It’ll be slow and I don’t know how she’ll take it, but I’ll talk to her,” Donald suddenly spoke up. “Uncle Scrooge too, for that matter.”

Louie wiped his eyes and shook his head. “You don’t gotta do that, it probably won’t change anything.”

“I have to try, Lou.” Donald looked down at him. “You’re worth at least trying.”

Louie didn’t have a response for that, so he just nuzzled back close and there was quiet again.

Louie liked the quiet. It was much better than the eerie silence of the manor, and how it would always be broken abruptly by some creaking wood or wind whirling down the chimney. On the houseboat, the sounds were constant, like a lullaby. The splashing of the water, the squeaking old metal, the soft hum of the old AC unit– it always knew how to put Louie to sleep.

“Uncle Donald?” he suddenly spoke up.

“Yes?”

“Can I… stay here with you tonight?” Louie glanced back up at him.

Donald’s face melted into a soft smile. “Of course, Lou. You’re welcome here any time.”

“Good.” Louie smiled too, before yawning.

His uncle chuckled before yawning himself. “Looks like we should get going to bed, huh?”

“I could stay up longer,” Louie lied, making his uncle roll his eyes.

“Drink some tea before you take that melatonin, I don’t want it going to waste,” Donald lightly teased before getting up and drinking more of his own.

Louie nodded, beginning to chug before he remembered he really wasn’t that big of a fan of tea, and so set it down again. “Is… that enough?” Louie asked.

Donald laughed. “Yes, yes, it’s fine, I’m just joking, no need to force yourself.”

Louie smiled before struggling to open the bottle of melatonin. Noticing this, his uncle walked over and helped him retrieve the yellow pill, which Louie took with a little bit of tea. After that was done, Donald cleaned up their mugs and set them out to dry. Once that was settled, Louie took Donald’s hand and the two of them went to cuddle the rest of the night away.

[godfrey-the-chaos-duck]

Webby Week Day 6: Being A Clone/Angst!

It was a hard landing.

Probably their hardest since the Sunchaser went down and the clan's darkest secret had come out.

This one felt... different, though, in a way. In a few ways.

"Everything okay, Webby?" Dewey asked. He figured he should break the awkward silence that hung around making everyone uncomfortable.

"Oh? Yeah, it's fine," Webby answered, but the downcast look on her face betrayed something, "It's just... I guess I always wondered where I came from, who my parents were, and now I realise I've technically been living with my dad my whole life. And it's-"

"I know," Dewey said, "I remember how it felt when we were looking for Mom. I was worried we'd see something we didn't want to find. And yeah, it was painful and horrible and sad, but look at us now! It's nearly like nothing ever happened! I promise you, it gets better, okay?"

"But- but he's Uncle Scrooge," Webby went on glumly, "For so long, I couldn't even call him that, he was Mr. McDuck. You can't tell me that isn't messed up."

"Well," Della chimed in, "Not that this is, ya know, any help at all, but he probably feels just as weird about all this as you do. And, you might hate me for this, but I think the best thing you can do is talk to him about it, and do it soon. This is not the kind of thing you sit on for any amount of time."

"And, no better place for crazy family conversations than this plane, am I right?" Louie added from his seat, "Trust me, this won't be as bad."

"Okay, I'm gonna do it," Webby raised her head and walked to the cockpit, where Scrooge was sitting, trying not to look at anyone.

"Erm..." Webby said, but trailed off. What did she say next, when she didn't even know how to address him?

"Yes?" Scrooge recognised her tiny voice and turned around in his chair to face her.

"I wanna talk to you," Webby admitted, "I know this whole "I'm your clone daughter and FOWL made me" thing is absolutely insane..."

Scrooge nodded in agreement.

"But honestly, I don't know how to deal with it," she finished.

"I'm not sure either," Scrooge told her.

"I don't want anything to change, cause what we have is so good, and I can't ruin it," Webby continued, "I guess what I'm trying to say is, even though everything is different... can I still call you my uncle? It just... feels right, I can't explain it."

"Of course ye can, Webby darlin'," Scrooge said softly, "I feel the same. I dinnae think I'm ready to be a father, anyway."

They both gave quiet chuckles; the tension was breaking.

Yeah, it'd been a hard landing.

But what matters was that they got back up again.

[sunflowerdroplet]

Paging Doctor Duck Ch. 4

The soft twitters of birds outside his window slowly pulled Donald from his slumber. His eyes drifted open, snapping close when the bright, morning light sent dagger-like pains into his skull. He groaned as he buried his face into his pillow in order to hide from the well-meaning sunshine.

‘Being hungover sucks.’

Daring to take a peek at his bedside alarm clock, Donald saw that it was a little after eight in the morning. He also took notice of the bottled water, aspirin, and a small note right next it. ‘Huh?’ he thought, quickly helping himself to the medicine and water before reading the note.

Hola Donal’,

We had a lot of fun with you last night and I can’t wait until we do it again soon! Also, do not forget that the rodeo is today. Zé and I look forward to meeting your sobrinos!

See you soon,

Panchito

Right, the rodeo is today. Ugh, why did he have to make such decisions when he was drunk? ‘Oh well. At least it’s not until this afternoon,’ he thought before flopping back down in his bed. ‘Wait…how did I…get back home?’

While memories from last night were a bit spotty, he clearly remembered being too hammered to drive himself back home safely. He also remembered turning down José’s offer to spend the night at the club, the parrot having a bed in his dressing room in case he was ever too partied out to make it home. Donald also recalled declining the offer because no amount of liquor was going to make him trust those bedsheets.

That meant that Panchito “good genes” González must’ve gotten him home. Pushing past the pounding in his head, he somewhat remembered the familiar neighing of Señor Martinez, a drunken farewell from José, a long and bumpy ride somewhere, and finally the gentle feeling of someone tucking him into bed and petting the top of his head.

“Dulces sueños, Donal’~~”

The doctor flushed pink. ‘Screw this. It’s much too early to be thinking about such things…’ the duck thought with a grumble, covering his head with his pillow and falling back asleep.

~*0o0*~

“Boys, stay close,” instructed Donald as he and his three nephews, Huey, Dewey, and Louie, made their way through the crowded area. Currently, the small duck family was at the California Rodeo Salinas to watch “World Famous Panchito” perform his rodeo tricks. Donald hadn’t really been all that keen to watch such a thing, considering how often the rooster would show up at the hospital injured after his performances, but the triplets were excited to see the spectacle, so he couldn’t really complain. He even bought them cowboy outfits for the occasion.

“’Naldo! ‘Naldo, over here!”

The uncle of three turned to see José running up to them, looking unfairly more put together than Donald felt. “Afternoon, Jo---ACK!”

“Boa tarde, my friend! I have missed you so much!” the parrot greeted, wrapping up the duck in a tight hug.

‘It hasn’t even been 24-hours yet…’ the doctor thought, feeling his ribs creak due to the strength of the hug. He awkwardly patted the parrot’s back in return before introducing him to his boys. “José, I’d like you to meet my nephews, Huey, Dewey, and Louie. Boys, say hello.”

“Hello…”

“Mr. José…”

“…It’s nice to meet you!”

“So nice to meet you boys as well! I especially like your cowboy outfits. Did your tio buy them for you?”

“He sure did…”

“…Mr. José…”

“…He’s the best Unca ever!”

The lime green parrot nodded in agreement. “Of that, I agree with you!”

“So, where are we sitting, José?” the duck asked quickly. His face was red from all praise he was receiving.

The smile on the Brazilian playbird faltered, a pout pulling at his lips. “… “José”…?” he questioned softly.

Donald blinked in surprise before more recollections from last night came to mind. His face turned an even brighter red somehow and he felt a phantom burn on his skin where Panchito and José had kissed his scarred shoulder. “…Joe…”

José brightened right back up after that before linking their arms together like they had last night. “Come, I will show you to our seats. ‘Chito is waiting for us there since his event isn’t until later. Let us go!”

“Alright, no need to pull…”

~*0o0*~

Introductions to Panchito went similarly to what it had with José, including the same back-breaking hug. He remarked positively on the children’s cowboy outfits and even gifted them with child-size lassos to go along with their color-coded clothing.

“Wow!”

“Thanks!”

“Mr. Panchito!”

“You are most very welcome, my little niños!” the Mexican said. He then turned to Donald and José. “I have a little something for you two, as well,” he announced before somehow pulling out two sombreros from underneath his own and placing them on their heads. “There we go, amigos! Now we match!”

“Obrigado, my friend!”

Donald tottered a bit, the brim of the sombrero falling over his eyes, temporarily blinding him before he could right it. “Yeah, thanks…Panch,” the duck said, trying to ignore the way Panchito’s ruby eyes lit up at his nickname.

~*0o0*~

“Whooaaaa!!” screamed a man as he tumbled end over end through the air.

*Crash*

“Oof! Do you think that guy is alright, Unca Donald?” asked Huey.

Donald was already analyzing the man’s injuries in his mind. Judging by the angle the man’s arm and leg were now in, he surmised the man most likely had broken bones, bruised ribs, and maybe even a concussion. The deep, hoof imprints on the man’s derrière, courtesy of the bull, would also make it hard for him to sit down properly in the coming days. “According to my medical expertise…no.”

“I am curious as to why people enjoy pursuing such dangerous pastimes…” José wondered as the group watched the rodeo clowns load the unconscious man onto a stretcher and carry him away.

Donald huffed. “Funny, I thought you’d appreciate a “flirting with danger” lifestyle.”

José laughed sheepishly at that.

Eventually, it was time for Panchito to take the stage.  The bull he was getting ready to ride was named Raging Storm, and it seemed to be aptly named. The beast had already sent multiple people to the hospital.

“Will Mr. Panchito be okay, Unca Donald?” Dewey asked nervously.

“…He should be fine…” the uncle tried to reassure, but even he was feeling a little anxious. While never to the terrible extent like the other competitors, Panchito would often sustain many injuries because of his profession. Donald jumped when he felt something touch the back of his hand, looking down to see José’s yellow-gloved hand on his, gently squeezing it.

“‘Chito will be okay,” the parrot said with a confident smile.

Donald returned the reassuring gesture with a smile of his own, squeezing back. “Right.”

After the announcer did the countdown, Raging Storm was released from the pen. As predicted, the bull began tearing across the arena, bucking and kicking aggressively to fling his rider off. Panchito, being the skilled rider he was, easily weathered the storm, holding on with only one hand while swinging his sombrero with the other. The crowd erupted into cheers, growing louder with each passing second counting down.

‘How is it that these last few seconds feel like an eternity?’ thought Donald as he willed time to move a little faster. He worried that he was crushing José’s hand, but the parrot was holding his just as tightly.

Three seconds…

Two seconds…

One second…

The sound of the ending buzzer filled the area and Panchito effortlessly dismounted from the bull to the roaring sounds of applause. The doctor breathed out a long sigh of relief he hadn’t been aware he was holding. Huey, Dewey, and Louie were cheering like crazy in their seats along with José. Donald tried his best to clap as well but found it difficult since José still had a grip on one of his hands.

“See? I told you he would be fine!” the Brazilian exclaimed, though he looked immensely relieved as well. “C’mon, wave to him, ‘Naldo!”

Donald did as instructed and waved at his patient/friend when he looked in their direction. The rooster’s ruby eyes lit up when he spotted the duck and parrot, blowing a kiss their way. Donald tried to blame the residual adrenaline for the way his heart skipped a beat.

~*0o0*~

“Are you holding on tight, niños?” asked Panchito as he held on to Señor Martinez’s reins.

“We are!” chorused the triplets.

“Bueno! Okay, here we go!” Panchito gently pulled the horse forward, moving at an easy pace.

“Wheeee!!” cheered the children.

Señor Martinez tossed his head back and neighed happily as he proudly carried his three passengers.

Donald watched the scene unfold with a smile, happy that his nephews were enjoying going on a horseback ride. Due to his busy and hectic work schedule, it was rare for him to be able take his kids out for a day of fun. The excitement from today also meant the boys would sleep like babies tonight, saving him from their usual bedtime wars. Currently, he sitting on the porch of Panchito’s ranch, polishing off the delicious, yet incredibly spicy meal from Panchito’s mother, Maria González. José doing the same next to him.

“Would you care for seconds, boys?” asked Maria, a plump hen with similar colors to her son. A yellow apron tied around her waist.

“No, thank you ma’am,” Donald declined. His already burning mouth wouldn’t be able to take anymore punishment. “Ah, maybe a little water, please.”

“I would like to have more of your delicious food, Mamá Maria. Por favor. And might I add that your cuisine is muito delicioso!”

The mother hen let out a giggle. “My, what a charmer! I’m so pleased that my son brought home such impeccable men! And Donal’, you raised such wonderful, well-mannered boys.”

“Hehe thank you, ma’am,”  the duck replied with a sheepish grin, rubbing the back of his head. The mother took away their plates and walked back indoors with the promise of seconds and Donald’s water.

 “Of course, you’d be able to handle spicy food just fine…” Donald muttered with a little jealousy.

José chuckled. “True, but now that we have been introduced and accepted into ‘Chito’s family, you can build up your spice tolerance!”

“Yeah, I guess I…” the doctor’s words trailed off when he fully digested the Brazilian’s words. Mama Maria’s words also mixing in and created a weird jumble in his mind, his heart once again squeezing in his chest. “…Stop that…” he grumbled, both to José and his annoying heart.

“Hmm? Stop what~~?”

Donald felt his cheeks heat up as José leaned forward, a coy smile on his beak and his eyes shimmering in the sunset like the topaz his Uncle Scrooge made him polish for only a few cents an hour. “That! You know what you’re doing! Stop that!”

Before the parrot could do anything more, Donald found himself ensnared by a lasso, Panchito holding the other end with a teasing smile on his face. “And that, niños, is how you lasso someone!”

“Whoa!” exclaimed Huey.

“So cool!” cheered Dewey.

“Will you teach us how to do that one day?” asked Louie.

“Of course!”

“Will you teach me as well, ‘Chito?” questioned José as he happily took advantage of Donald’s lack of mobility, poking his stomach and pinching his reddened cheeks. “It is definitely a…useful skill~.”

“Oh, indeed I will, Zé!” a playful smile spread across Panchito’s face as he stepped closer to his two friends, his voice lowering a couple of octaves. “Es un buen aspecto para el…”

Even with his very limited Spanish, Donald understood what the rooster said. Steam was practically shooting out of his ears and his face the color of cherries. “I said to stop that!”

TO BE CONTINUED~

[tokuvivor]

For the character dynamics: Beakley and Louie?

Ooh, okay! I’ve never written for Beakley before, so I hope I do her justice here.

I give you…

Missin’ the Mission

Originated from this post.

It was a fairly standard day at McDuck Manor. At least, standard in the context of the family going on an adventure.

Everyone was usually packed up the night before. Then, the morning of, Mrs. Beakley would make breakfast for everyone. Then it was off to the Sunchaser in order to get to wherever Scrooge had them going.

All told, Mrs. Beakley had it down to a science by this point. After they all left, she’d do some tidying up around the mansion, maybe make herself some tea and sit out on the back deck. Rarely did anything deviate from this routine.

There could be exceptions, though. Like today. Because when she went to work on the den, she found Louie sitting on the couch, casually scrolling through his phone.

“Louie?”

Louie looked up from his phone. “Oh. Hey, Mrs. B.”

Mrs. Beakley looked at the younger duck curiously. “Decided not to go today?” she asked.

“Yeah, no, I didn’t really feel like it,” Louie replied.

“Ah. Very well, then.” And Mrs. Beakley carried on with her daily chores. This wasn’t the first time Louie had elected to sit out of an adventure. Mrs. Beakley never usually paid it any mind, but this time, it randomly chose to stick out to her.

There wasn’t as much to work on today, so she was finished by late morning. As she put away her cleaning supplies, she decided to make herself some lunch.

When she entered the kitchen, she noticed Louie sitting at the bar. She then took to rummaging around to find whatever she needed to make a sandwich.

When she brought what she needed back to the counter, she saw Louie looking up from his phone.

“You don’t mind, do you?” she asked.

“No. You’re good.”

Mrs. Beakley nodded, and went on with preparing her sandwich. Shortly after, she elected to break the silence between her and Louie.

“Louie?”

“Yeah?”

“Why is it that you don’t go out on adventures as often as the other children?”

The question surprised Louie. He casually laid his phone facedown. “I’m surprised you haven’t asked me that before, Mrs. B.”

“Well, I haven’t usually paid it a second thought.” She set the bread down to toast. “Besides, from the way Mr. McDuck has been talking all week, the treasure on this adventure is said to be very valuable, indeed. From the 11th century, if I recall correctly.”

“And that’s incredible,” Louie admitted. “I mean, a dude who ruled three kingdoms at once?! But sometimes, I guess I just need a break. I’m not as naturally gifted as the others when it comes to adventuring.”

“What do you mean?” Mrs. Beakley wondered.

“Well, Dewey clearly got his love of adventure from Mom. Huey’s learned from all his Woodchuck stuff. And Webby-well, she’s been researching our family for years; she knows almost all there is to know about Uncle Scrooge. Adventuring is like second nature to her. Plus, there’s all the spy stuff she’s learned from you.”

“That doesn’t mean you’re not gifted at it, though,” Mrs. Beakley reasoned. “You’re quite possibly the most cunning young man I know. You can figure your way out of whatever problem is thrown at you. Your methods can be…rather chaotic at times, but they are still highly effective.”

“Thanks, Mrs. B. I try, at least.” Louie then looked at the housekeeper quizzically. “What about you, though? Being a former spy and all, I’d say you’d fit right in with our adventures.”

Mrs. Beakley sighed. “Well, there’s already plenty on my docket here at the mansion. Besides, with some exceptions, that life is largely in the past for me.”

Louie cocked an eyebrow. He knew there was more to it.

“Okay, I will not lie,” resigned Mrs. Beakley. “I do tend to worry about Webby every once in a while. She’s my granddaughter; how can I not? I just…don’t want anything happening to her, much less so actually witnessing it. Especially considering how much madness tends to follow this family. The unpredictability.” She finished constructing her sandwich and took a bite.

“I get what you’re saying,” Louie replied. “But again, you’ve been setting her up for success for years now. She’s sort of a master of the craft now. There’s almost nothing she can’t handle.”

“Oh, I suppose you’re right,” Mrs. Beakley responded.

“And we’d love to have you on an adventure more often. Especially Webby.”

“Well, if you put it that way, why not?” reasoned Mrs. Beakley. “Thank you, Louie. I’d say this was really beneficial for me.”

“Yeah, me, too,” Louie replied. “We should talk like this more often.”

“Yes. We should.”

[scottpetersen]

Why Did Scrooge Call Dewey His Favorite Great Nephew?

Ok. Here I’ll be going over my thoughts on why Scrooge called Dewey his favorite nephew. It’s something I’ve been thinking about. So, I decided to make this post. Also, Spoiler Alert for the DuckTales (2017) TV series. With that out of the way, let’s dive right in.

First, I’ll be comparing Dewey to Huey and Louie and go over what could’ve made Dewey stand out from Scrooge’s perspective. It might come as a surprise that out of the 3 triplets, Scrooge sees Dewey as his favorite great nephew as revealed in the episode ‘The Fight For Castle McDuck!’. After all, Dewey isn’t exactly all that clever compared to his 2 brothers. This was shown in the episode ‘Day Of The Only Child!’, Huey used his intelligence to reprogram a rampaging robot and Louie used his skills in persuasion to get the Beagle Boys to calm down while Dewey tried using a toy action figure projectile to take down Doofus Drake. However, while Dewey isn’t as smart as either of his brothers, I think one of the things that makes Dewey stand out in Scrooge’s mind would be how spirited Dewey is. After all, as shown in the episode ‘Woo-oo!’, Dewey seemed more determined than Huey and Louie to break down the door of the room they were in to go out and explore the mansion. And being very spirited is definitely a good quality to have when it comes to being a great adventurer. And as a spirited adventurer himself, Scrooge would definitely admire that about Dewey. But I think there’s another reason why Dewey’s spirited nature would stand out to Scrooge…

I think that another reason why Dewey’s spirited nature would stand out to Scrooge would be because it reminds him of his niece, Della Duck. Both Della and Dewey were pretty stubborn and excitable. As shown in the episode ‘Escape To/From Atlantas!’, Dewey was excited about going on an adventure with Scrooge and stubbornly tried to go across a path with deadly traps despite Scrooge’s warning that they should use a different path and as shown in the episode ‘The First Adventure!’, Della was also excited about going on an adventure with Scrooge and stubbornly insisted that she should come with him on his mission to retrieve the Papyrus Of Binding. This is unlike Huey and Louie who diverged quite a bit from Della when it comes to their personalities. While both Huey and Della do rely on the Junior Woodchuck Guidebook as shown in the episode ‘Nothing Can Stop Della Duck!’ where they both recited some of its content, Huey has a much more rigid sense of logic than Della. After all, as shown in the episode ‘The Split Sword Of Swanstantine!’, Huey desperately tried to find a logical and strategic way to take down Steelbeak and was very reluctant to use his emotions to do so instead. And Louie seems to have diverged even more from Della. Louie might have inherited some of Della’s rebellious attitude since Della was shown to be rebellious in the episode ‘The First Adventure!’ where she wasn’t willing to listen to Scrooge’s warning to not go on the mission to retrieve the Papyrus Of Binding with him and Louie did display a rebellious attitude as shown in the episode ‘The Outlaw Scrooge McDuck!’ where Louie wasn’t willing to listen to his Uncle Scrooge’s lesson about the importance of self-reliance. However, unlike Della, Louie was very greedy as shown in the episode ‘Timephoon!’ where he used time-travel to try to make a fortune. So, I think that Scrooge considered Dewey his favorite great nephew partly out of nostalgia since Dewey’s excitable and stubborn attitude reminded Scrooge of his niece Della who was lost out in space for the past 10 years. However, on that note…

As a side note, I think being reminded of his niece Della is one of the things that caused Scrooge to not be all that open to Dewey or the other 2 triples either for that matter at first. As shown in the episode ‘Woo-oo!’, Scrooge had quite a bit of trouble socializing with Huey, Dewey and Louie. I think this is because Huey, Dewey and Louie were Della’s children. And if the fact that Scrooge called Dewey “the third one” while addressing Huey and Louie by their names in the episode ‘Woo-oo!’ is any indication this was more so for Dewey since he reminded Scrooge the most of Della. However, as time went on, Scrooge began to open up to them more. This process started in the episodes ‘Woo-oo!’ where Scrooge allowed his great nephews to go on an adventure with him. As shown in the episode ‘The Impossible Summit Of Mt. Neverrest!’, Huey was eventually able to get Scrooge to stop climbing the dangerous Mt. Neverrest by making him realize that “sometimes the bravest thing an explorer can do is walk away” and after looking at his family and taking into account what Huey said, he finally stopped climbing the mountain. I think this means that Huey taught Scrooge that the safety of his loved ones is more important than his ambition. As shown in the episode ‘The Outlaw Scrooge McDuck!’, Scrooge, after seeing that Louie wanted to make his fortune with short-cuts, tried to teach Louie to use self-reliance to earn his fortune. I think this means that Scrooge sees a little bit of himself in Louie. After all, both of them are pretty greedy. And it also means that Scrooge is willing to teach Louie to earn his fortune with self-reliance. And as shown in the episode ‘The Missing Links Of Moorshire!’, Scrooge learned to put his pride in golfing aside in order to treat Dewey as an actual teacher would their student.

However, I think there’s still another reason why Scrooge seemed a bit less trusting towards Dewey in particular. As shown in the episode ‘Escape To/From Atlantas!’, Scrooge tried to get Dewey to exercise caution when it came to avoiding the traps during their undersea adventure. As I pointed out in my previous points, Dewey reminds Scrooge of Della. And since Della was lost in space as shown in the episode ‘The Last Crash Of The Sunchaser!’, I think one of the reasons why Scrooge tried to get Dewey to exercise caution probably because being reminded of Della was causing Scrooge to get a tad bit more protective of Dewey than he was with Huey and Louie. Dewey’s over-the-top attitude definitely was a part of it to be sure. But I also think Scrooge couldn’t bear reliving the trauma of losing Della. Scrooge does indeed care about Dewey as his own person as shown in the episode ‘The Fight For Castle McDuck!’ where Scrooge was deeply saddened and strongly mourned Dewey’s supposed death. But I also think that whenever Scrooge interacts with Dewey, the reminder of his niece Della was also on his mind too. However, after Dewey helped save Scrooge and everyone else by getting the diamond out of its perch in the episode ‘Escape To/From Atlantas!’, Scrooge began to trust Dewey a bit more. Dewey’s over-the-top attitude did still make Scrooge reserved towards him though as shown in the episode ‘The Duck Knight Returns!’ where Scrooge tried to fund a Darkwing Duck movie behind Dewey’s back in order to avoid a conversation with him about it.

Well, that’s all for this post.

See you all next time.

[a-tale-of-legends]

Ooooo, now that I'm thinking about her, maybe with Aiko, because she was always a battling trainer, she thought that battling was just throwing strong moves against the opponent and win. I mean, it has worked for Kenji, so it would work for her right? Well. Not exactly. I think by Ecruteak City, Aiko only really has 4 pokemon on her. Most of which she hasn't really trained or battled with outside of any encounters with Team Rocket. And again, she isn't taking the gym challenge either. Most of her battle experience is with team rocket or watching Kenji do his gym challenge.

I point this out because Ecruteak City is where I want Aiko and Kenji to have their first battle. Aiko is tired of Silver being a jerk to both people and pokemon, and challenges him to a battle. Originally, I wanted Silver to deny her one, not even sparing her a glance, but I think, just to prove his point, he would battle her. And absolutely destroy her in it. It's one thing to be actively ignored by the jerk. It's another thing to be ignored, then acknowledged, only to be told that "you were always weak, so don't even bother". Like that must have shattered Aiko's confidence at the time. And thus kick-starts her training. And going back to the beginning of this post, she genuinely struggles with it. Her marill, Louie, is arguably her strongest pokemon, but it's not as battle ready as the starters are. She doesn't have any gym badges either, so while her pokemon do love her, they aren't so easy to command in battle. And on top of all that, she just thinks she has to hit things until it dies. Not a bad strategy mind you, but it doesn't always work, especially for a newbie trainer like her. So she's losing way more than she's winning. And to tie all of this in a neat bow, Aiko starts to wonder her purpose in general. She's not a gym challenger like Kenji. She's not a professor's assistant like Beryl. She's not even some strong jerk like Silver. So what good can she do? Is she really sullying her dad's name by not taking interest in his work? She doesn't know. She doesn't know what's so special about Aiko Elm. ( Thanks a lot Silver...how the fuck did you two end up dating for a bit, like damn)

Also I should mention, Kenji also struggled with the " I should hit things until I win" mindset. The difference between him and Aiko is that 1) it still worked out for him well and 2) by Ecruteak City, he's been traveling and training enough to realize " oh I probably should think more when battling" , plus the general experience of the journey so far has helped him greatly.

Also also, when Kenji finds out how Silver treated Aiko in the burned tower, it quickly elevates things to " man, I wish silver wasn't so mean, but I respect him as a rival and potential friend!" To " fuck you, you treat your pokemon like shit and made my best friend cry, catch these hands" which is honestly very based of him.

Finally, I think after her loss against Silver, is when the kimono girls start to come into play. This could potentially lead to a group split....Kenji goes to face Jasmine and Chuck ( though admittedly it would be weird if Aiko wasn't there to see her uncle), Aiko gets picked up by one of the kimono girls ( one of them finds her crying) and Beryl heads to Mahogany Town get more pokemon for the pokedex/ check of Pryce, since Morty mentioned having not heard from him in a while( cause Rocket). Still, a big maybe, since Beryl was in charge of Aiko and Kenji by Elm, but I think she trusts them enough to go on their own.

Okay I think I got all my Aiko rambles out, I like where this is heading!

[msfbgraves]

Knights and Pawns

Nights to remember (part 2)

How many feckin LaRussos are still alive? Some, at the very least must have snuffed it in the Italian wars, yeah?

Right, fuck, Terry. This is exactly what they want. But forgive him for being a little testy when he's forced to make conversation through a heat. It's rude, if nothing else. They could have called the whole affair off!

Maybe he's making a mistake. Just slay the whole lot, what does he care. He has nothing to prove to Don LaRusso, or his son, or his whole damned famiglia.

Except of course, he's never going to get a look at this inner sanctum again if he does, and he needs to get his bearings enough to get a sense of them.

No sign of Mrs. LaRusso, of course, she's attending to the boy. Fat lot of good that'll do them, he's seen as much with Mammy and Mandy. He'd never seen his sister that undone and he didn't ever want to see it again. She was wailing, and he's never felt so helpless, and potentially, the little one is feeling much the same. Not his problem, but. Not an omega around to soothe him now, or so he imagines. Alphas and betas, the lot of them.

Well, let's have a look then.

First there's the Don. Then, his brother. Vincent, or is it Joey? He'll have it found out later. Beta, and ditto wife. Lawyer, him, but she is no less cunning.

Then there are the siblings. Luigi, Alpha, and dumb as a brick. Vanessa, Alpha, and pretty observant, but far too loquacious about it. Michael, and that's the dangerous one. Unobtrusive, polite. Effectively using his older brother as a smokescreen. Betas- they have an easier time strategizing, and this one is taking full advantage. Daniel then, the youngest and their lottery ticket. No wonder, four pups is about as much as you can ask of a beta wife, when it comes to childbearing. After the loss of their Katie, Da let it be, and Mammy was never quite the same even then.

But the rest starts to dazzle him. There's at least two other Tonys, a Tessie, another Louie. He has no idea whether this Kenny is a cousin or a friend. Who the hell is Judy, anyway. She seems very...preoccupied withDaniel. Not that he cares...

Yeah, right. Holy Mother of God and all the Saints on a feckin cracker. He's losing it. He's absolutely losing it.

And there's others feeling that too, huh? More distant cousins, presumably. Well, they make Mickey Barnes look subtle, and the fella's dying a thousand deaths. Terry can't stand that Michael's piercing eyes. What is he looking at him for, anyway. There's some Carlo or Laura LaRusso sitting right there, plotting to get to that kitty as Terry and the Don are trading tales about nothing. Terry can smell it. So can the Don. So what is he playing at? What is that bastard playing at?!

He makes it halfway through the veal until he stands up. “You ought to see to your son, Don LaRusso,” he says curtly.

“Mr. Silver, my son is -”

“See. To. Him.” Terry hisses. “And get these people– get them out. We can do this another time. I can have you at the Black Stallion if you prefer.”

The Don says nothing, merely sits his eldest Alpha back down with a look.

“So this is how you judge our welcome, Mr. Silver?”

He walks around the table. “This isn't about me,” he says. “And if you can't agree with me on that, Don LaRusso, we have nothing left to say.”

A few sharp words in Italian, and the room empties. “Not you, Miguele, Vanessa,” he says. The beta uncle stays as well.

The Don stands up. “Mr. Silver,” he says. “My Daniele regretted not being able to meet you tonight. I would like to extend an invitation on his behalf.” A curt look to his brother. “Saturday next?”

That is never enough time to get the logistics right. “He's unlikely to be well so soon, Mr. LaRusso.”

“My Daniele is a hardy boy,” the Don says.

“Still. I would not like to inconvenience him more than necessary.”

And now the Don genuinely smiles, extends a hand. “Bene.” He nods again. “Bene. I will tell his mother to expect you Saturday, three weeks from now.”

Terry shakes his hand as the beta uncle slaps his back. “What did your Mama call you, then?”

He smiles. “Terry.”

“Awright, Terry,” the brother says. “You better get your ass outta here until you die of blue balls, you dumb fuck. I didn't think you'd last through the first course.”

The son, Michael, smiles as uncle hands him a twenty.

“I think your Alpha boy's outside jerking off, Terry,” Vanessa quips. “Poor bastard.”

“Yes, I owe him a pint.” He gives a short bow. “Don LaRusso. Give my compliments to your wife.”

The Don merely nods. “Excuse me,” he says. “My son will see you out. Vanessa, we will join Daniele.”

The beta son waits while Terry gets his hat and coat. He stops Snake and Dennis joining them with the wave of a hand. Comes at him, gives him a smile.

“If you hurt that little one,” he says. “I will cut you. In your sleep.”

Terry laughs. “Yes, I'd suspected you would try.”

“No,” Michael says. “Louie will try.” He nods his head.

“Goodnight, Mr. Silver.”

It's only outside, with the front door closed behind him, that Terry throws his head back to get the faintest whiff of that sweet, desperate smell.

Soon, little one.

For now, he claps Mike Barnes on the back, ruffles Snake and Dennis' head.

“How about that pint, then, fellas?”

[darklingichor]

Junior Bender books 2-4 by Timothy Hallinan

I read the first book, Crashed, the year I started this blog. I remember liking it, I remember liking the twist on the classic PI story having Junior being a world class burglar, and also being a kind of detective for the underbelly of LA.

I never got around to reading the next ones. Right now though, the weather is making my sinuses do timpani solos and I am having a heck of a time reading words on the page books, outside of dark mode on my kindle app, which doesn’t have anything that sounds good to me right now. Thank goodness for audible. The first 6 books are included in my membership.

Book 2 – Little Elvises – Junior is blackmailed into helping a cop get his mobbed up uncle out of the suspect pool for  a recently murdered tabloid journalist. Blackmail is also how he ended up doing his PI thing in the first book.

The cop threatens to get him arrested for a robbery where one of the residence of the house was pistol whipped. Junior has never been caught, and its not his style to go into a house armed. But the cop has the frame all ready so, Junior takes the job.

The cop’s uncle, was a two-bit record producer in the 1960’s. His specialty was making “Little Elvises” kids with a look and, if he was lucky, some talent, who could ride on The King’s coattails. The producer was talking openly about killing the tabloid guy, and then he ends up dead.

So, Junior has to figure out who killed the guy.

There’s a side case in this one. Junior has been living month to month in different motels since his divorce, his current land lady’s daughter is missing. Essentially Junior is a good guy so he takes this job too.

I like the plot of this a lot. I’m a classic rock geek, and I am somewhat fascinated by how things were done back then.  Like, there was this big stink about the Monkees not playing their own instruments on their albums. The thing is, a fair number of artists in that era used studio musicians. The guys *could* play their instruments (though Micky Dolenz was a guitar player before the show), and they *could* sing. It was just in the contracts that they would use studio musicians.

And Barry Gordie’s Motown , and Phil Specters Wall of sound this stuff was like the Mob only they made their own soundtracks.

The characters are good too. Junior’s ex-wife, and  thirteen year old daughter are interesting, especially because both know everything about Junior’s career. His friend Louie the Lost, is funny and good for some interesting trivia. The players in the cases are sufficiently cloudy to keep you second guessing your conviction of who did it.

Book 3 – The Fame Thief – In the last book, Junior crossed paths with Erwin Dressler, a 90 – something mix between a mob boss and a shady business man. Erwin had a vested interest in the producer guy that was suspected of murder. He then took an interest in Junior, I think because Junior brooked no bullshit, followed through with what he said he was going to do, and is a huge smart ass.

Erwin wants Junior to figure out who ruined the career of a would have been star, in the 50’s/60’s.

Dolly La Mar was a beautiful up and coming actress, but associations with mob guys and thugs got her swept up in a sort of McCarthy hearing without the communism. This completely shut her out of movies. Now, she’s an old woman living in a high end apartment looking back with a shrug at her glory days. She’s putting up with the investigation because Erwin wants to do this for her and they have been friends for decades.

So Junior has to go digging into Hollywood during the studio contract era and find out who ratted out Dolly.

Course its never as simple as all that and various people end up dead.

I’m also a geek for old Hollywood, not so much the movies, but the stories behind the movies and all the players, so I enjoyed the plot for this one too.

The characters are still good, Rina (The daughter) is a great little computer detective and Ronnie, the woman Junior started dating in Little Elvises is a perfect match for him.

Erwin and Dolly are lovely and sad in equal measure, I enjoyed their stories. We are also introduced to the nebulous world of contract killers

I really enjoyed the narritive shift about halfway through where we go back to the 40's when Dolly was a teenager heading west for Hollywood stardom, it sort of reminded me of the section in A Study in Scarlet where you learn the why's behind the crime and are suddenly dropped into a Zane Gray novel.

Book 4 - Herbie's Game

In this one, Junior is dropped into a Labyrinthine plot involving his crime mentor Herbie.

This is hard to describe as spoiler worthy stuff happen within the first couple of chapters. So, I'll say that Junior has to deal with a lot of pissed of people with access to that world of contract killers mentioned in the last book, he also has to face the fact that Herbie, a man Junior thinks of as his father, after his biological father took a powder, isn't the man he thought he was.

I liked this one less. It felt long for reasons I'll get to shortly. It also has too many things happening. Honestly, too many people are pissed off at Junior, or are being paid by the pissed off people to kill Junior. It makes it hard to keep track. Did Junior or Herbie wrong this one, or were they just hired to fuck with them? Or, are they just caught up in the plot somehow?

It wasn't bad, just not as strong as the others.

Now, here's the thing about the series so far as whole.

The characters are cool, the writing is good when it stays focused - but when it doesn't...

The books are told first person by Junior and there are times that both prose and dioluge feel like a Noir sprinkler stuck on blast.

It is so saturated in metaphor and simile that there are times that it feels like the actual story is drowned out by description.

Case in point, in Herbie's Game, when an emotionally drained Junior must walk away from a gruesome scene there is an extended metaphor involving a rope just getting him across the lawn to his car. I didn’t see the actual written page, but it had to be at least a paragraph, but felt like half a page. I get conveying g the emotion of the scene, but this happenens throughout the books. Landscape, houses, and objects are anthropomorphized and described from head to toe, in an oddly sparse, yet by sheer volume, also flowery way. People are also decirbed in detail. Here's the weird part: everything that gets this treatment is almost always described negatively, almost like Junior is prepared to hate everyone and everything on sight and is prepared to give them a bullet list as to why. People he likes? They are described matter of factly and over time. His daughter, his girl friend, his ex-wife, we get bits and pieces, letting their personality inform how the reader perceives them, rather than front loading the reader with descriptions to make damn sure that we know what kind of character this is.

The description of LA and the surrounding areas really makes it feel like Junior hates it with a passion. I mean the only place that I have lived that I would have described in this sort of tone, I didn't live there long.

Because the books are told from Junior’s point of view, the writing feels less like the author is showing off (like Gregory Mcguire) and more like Junior is deeply insecure. He details in Crashed how he is mostly self educated, that college wasn't for him and he reads and learns all the time. All of the quick, snappy quips and the slightly superior sounding descriptions of everyone and everything feel, to me, like a character that is reassuring themselves that they are smart, that they are more than smart, they are wise because of the path they took, that they see what others don't. But deep down they don't believe it.

And this makes me both annoyed with the character and sad for him.

Annoyed because I found myself rolling my eyes more than once, thinking: "I get it, LA is hot and smog filled in August, get to the point!" Or imagining that while Junior takes a page and a half to describe the person he is talking to, he is just staring at them while the person is waiting for him to speak.

Sad because, I know people like this. People who think that because they didn't do the traditional education thing, to be taken seriously and to be seen as smart they have to be cynical and reject anything that isn't a classic. "I wouldn't know of this sci-fi of which you speak, I only read Tolstoy." Type stuff.

It's sad because you don't have to have degrees to be smart and you don't have to be cynical to be wise. And you also don't have to decribe everything in minute detail as though you are looking at it through a lens covered in vomit.

So that part really annoyed me. I think I may continue with the series, because without the purplish writing, they are fun reads.

I may go back to words on the page for the rest, though, because while I liked the narration, there were some odd choices made. Like the voice used for Junior’s daughter's boyfriend ( who is at most 15), sounds like a 45 year old smoker. It makes the relationship feel weird.

[restless-soulz]

original story ideas I’ll probably never write

There's a large tower and i'm holding a briefcase of tools to fix electrical equipment at the very top. we go up until there's only room for one person to squeeze themselves through and i go up. I see that there's archers shooting down at the armies below, they are speaking spanish. i don't know spanish.

i know they talk about me, something about being afraid of white people and a shield. shove a shield into my hands and self destruct the tower. tower falls and i land on my feet on top of the rubble. i get pushed through the armies who scatter to the winds and after many days of traveling i end up finding two girls on the road. we go together to a town and see a well lit bus stop and one house stuffed with people. we ask a passing lady and she says it's not safe without light especially at night and goes into the house to ask for room for us cause we helped her.

I turn and Girl 2 has disappeared and so has Jill. I walk to the house beside the well lit one and walk in. The second story there is Girl 2 looking up, shine my light up and Jill is hanging from the ceiling on a coat hanger frozen in fear. I get her down, she's unfrozen but Girl 2 is possessed but I keep breaking her out by repeating our full names aloud to make her laugh. Jill Priscilla Langstrode, has a bow and arrow. Girl 2 has a spear.

NEW STORY:

start out in a small scrooge hideout with a random lady and her kid. lump and like she calls us. i give her the name riley. i'm huey i think, louie and dewey are still sleeping nvm not huey but their sister? any way they're sleeping and riley is wandering around looking for secret passageways. good idea i say, and i start to look too.

there a little dresser and a decorative panel i remove a lever on the inside. pull the lever and the other side of the dresser falls open. how to adopt birds that aren't yours )as in kids) and i hear the lady calling so i close up everything. did you have fun lump n like? yes i say and hand riley over. scrooge comes in and i saw i never knew how many birds you had,  like under the dresser. what. he says getting nervous. yeah those decorative bird strings that fell? i went and hung them back up for you. oh he says. looking calmer and i saw, so why do have adoption forms hiding away in your dresser? 

NEW STORY:

wake up in the heat death of the universe. there's a little pocket dimension created by miraculous ladybug and other powers that be and magic. because of all the magic people who survived got powers. i'm just admiring marinette and adrien who i'm like? shouldn't you be cartoons? you have creation magic and you have destruction magic. they're like, shouldn't you be a cartoon too? you have aquatic powers in a while duck tales characters are here too.

so is the rest of my family, even all cousins and aunts and uncles. i go outside and there's weirdly from the hollow standing at the edge of a pool. i first try getting my foot wet in a sink and willing it to transform. my foot feels heavy and i wipe away the water and run into the pool and my legs grow longer and greener, hands are more webbed even my hair is more like tentacles and wavier. kinda hurt for a moment. some miraculous members are here too. little kids cheer me on from side of the pool as a swim around.

i hated swimming before cause it never felt right but now i loved it. the fence opened ip and aunt michelle has telekinesis powers. ask around, turns out we're all cartoon characters in each others worlds and there ere some differences, duck tales never went on so many adventures seeing as scrooge never wanted risking children and only went alone.

miraculous, they had kwamis but not natural magic like they had in my world. weird guy was an actual person not just an actor now. my world i discovered my family had 7 generations of magic taken away for trying to resurrect a loved one and i was the first granddaughter on both sides of the family suffering under the curse of one side is too much magic Nd the other nine at all, giving me all magic but absolutely no control or teachers, started making my own spell book after i transformed into a water creature. and went on adventures to discover new things about myself in my show. eventually i broke the curses on both sides by sacrificing my memories as a witch and mid everyone gets powers. 

NEW STORY:

rpg isekai. five friends get pulled into a game. 4 of them are gamers and the final one just watches them play. likes history and learning instead. they are all good friends. two blondes, one male and female. one asian, one black, and one brunette. the black girl is like a dragon shifter in game. the asian guy is an octopus. the other three are human. the non gamer gets a pair of scissors and they all work together.

the first boss is actually the royal prince. but it's like a giant star, huge and constantly unraveling. they find an entrance to the middle. there's like a little mail slot from the wall they were pushed out of. non gamer girl discovered a row of teeth, but after accidentally falling in, they don't close. it's like a baby, the food has to be already crushed, but there's teeth. she tears one out, and things start to slow down. everyone helps to tear out the teeth. after finishing they find a new door.

they pass through and the door shuts behind them, the mail says that the princess has decided to follow a new religion. the mission is to fool her into thinking that the object of her religion has come to life to manipulate her into making better decisions for the kingdom. there's a plat form to the right of the wall/door that has stairs. in the middle of the room is black like night and blue fire spitting from four corners of the bed.

there's a figure in the middle of it, sleeping. they go up the stairs and see a room with five beds and a little slot that leads to a ramp with supplies. there's another set of stairs that leads to a town market square. there's a shop keeper that sells adventurer supplies, and dresses. i am the non gamer, i try on a dress and I look like a princess, then i get the idea to dress up like angels of different types to convince the princess.  end dream.

NEW STORY:

Guide to a revolution. Arden/Evangeline?

Idk, has an eventful week of school, she’s prepping to go on choir retreat, so she’s going ahead with an Econ assignment. She’s talking to her teacher about new information: that the US is in a Silent Great Depression. As she’s walking out of the doors, she hears the lockdown alarm go off. Since it’s in passing period, she literally grabs as many people as she can and hauls them into a classroom. There’s a school shooter that’s in the hallway where she was, shoots up her classroom and thought she is shot in her left foot, she’s able to hide underneath the bodies of her classmates along with a few smart other people. The news goes crazy for a few days interviewing survivors of a mass school shooting with multiple shooters, but it dies down in favor of a new abortion law and presidential campaign and a virus that seems to be creeping across the world. 

NEW STORY:

In a little town in a kingdom, I do odd jobs around. My name is Anaisha. Around my tenth birthday there’s a revolution that overthrows the royal family and a lot of refugees come pouring in. I volunteer to help build new houses and shops and so does mom. Mom makes a new friend/older brother with this Japanese man. He takes care of an old woman that never leaves their shelter and is always crying.

Eventually, he opens the crates to show me these old books and I tell him he could work in the bookshop. He does and I call him uncle because my mom and him have gotten close. He freezes and then relaxes so much he looks like a different man. Mom tells me his story that he told her. He calls me anya and tells me that I remind him of someone. Finally get the meet the lady who sits in the back room and she just sobs harder about ghosts while Yuri escorts me back out. He tells me that the lady that’s crying is actually the dowager empress from the overthrown family and that I look a lot like the late princess, Anastasia. 

NEW STORY:

I was on a cruise ship, there was this kinda old lady and her assistant who wanted to get to the bathrooms and then the theater. I volunteered to take them there fast and then I went to find the theater which was starting a program just for teens.

I tried coffee for the first time, and oat latte and an espresso and kinda like the oat latte but k remembered the word of wisdom. And then the theater show scared me so much that I got power and I immediately went to find the lady and assistant. They were on the top deck, and there was another cruise ship playing with large pipes found in the water with a crane starched to it. Or maybe the crane was playing. It was tossing stuff at us, si I grabbed my new mom, assistant and the cat appear and flew us to safety on land.

[ducklooney]

do you think Uncle Scrooge loves (in a romantic way) Brigitta? If you do tell me why/or give proff, because i really like them as a couple.

Sorry for the late reply, but I agree that Scrooge and Brigitta are very much for each other. Well, usually Scrooge avoids Brigitte because he thinks she might steal his fortune, which is not the case, because Brigitta MacBridge only wants love from Scrooge. She does not need wealth as she is a business woman herself. However, Scrooge as a bastard duck always thinks that someone wants to take his money and is a bit unbalanced. Still, there are moments when Scrooge really loves Brigitta. This is shown in particular by the comic "Zio Paperone e la formula della ricchezza" from 1995 by the writer Carlo Panaro and the artist Romano Scarpa. Scrooge and Brigitta go to China in search of treasure, but Scrooge keeps bothering Brigitta and wants to run away from her. Their dynamic between the two of them is very funny and comical. However, it happened that an Asian couple of them arranged that at the end of the treasure hunt it was actually love between Scrooge and Brigitta, and Scrooge was later fascinated by how Brigitta was very good at dealing with money affairs. There is also this article that talks about it: https://www.lospaziobianco.it/panaro-formula-ricchezza/

Yes, translate Italian into English on Google Translate.

You have a comic and "Secret of the Incas" from 1996 by the writer Byron Erickson and artist Giorgio Cavazzano where Scrooge and Brigitta (plus Donald and his nephews Huey, Dewey and Louie) go on a treasure hunt, with Scrooge being greedy and Brigitta not. Eventually the two are together again and Scrooge realizes that Brigitta only wants him and nothing else.

Yes, unfortunately many people don't like Scrooge and Brigitta together since Brigitta supposedly annoys Scrooge all the time in the Italian and other European comics which is not the case. To me, their relationship reminds me of Pepe Le Pew and Penelope Pussycat from Looney Tunes, but you end up with Penelope loving Pepe even though she ran away from him before. So similar with Scrooge and Brigitta but they still love each other in the end. And their comical relationship as well as Brigitta chasing Scrooge reminds me of A Midsummer Night's Dream by William Shakespeare.

I would also mention the comic book "A Tale of Two Biddies" by writer Giorgio Fontana and artist Marco Mazzarello from 2017, where it is about the conflict between Goldie and Brigitte over Scrooge, until they finally realize that Scrooge is a bastard duck who only thinks about money. But in the end it happened that Goldie admitted that her love with Scrooge was only a love of convenience and past and said that Brigitta deserved Scrooge very much. It says that the love between Scrooge and Brigitte makes sense as well as being the love of the present. By the way, I like both couples (Scrooge and Brigitta and Scrooge and Goldie), but I have to say that I like the relationship between Scrooge and Brigitta more and that they are very comical and partly reminiscent of the quarrel between Donald and Daisy. Although again it depends on how and who thinks for whom. Everyone has the right to their opinion.

And yes, Carl Barks preferred Brigitta to Goldie, even though he didn't invent Brigitta (Romano Scarpa invented her), and thought she would fit well in his comics, so Romano Scarpa even drew Scrooge and Brigitta to Carl as a gift Barks.

It's just an opinion and I recommend that you read those comics if you can and I'm sure you'll like them. And sorry again for waiting for my reply, I've been busy the last few weeks.

And yes, happy Easter!

[shcttered-soul]

"What'd you think? Did you have fun today, Lills?" Louie hoped that would be the case... though, after all of the cake they'd eaten, and all of the (barely working) 'Bintemdo' games they'd played, he couldn't see how she wouldn't have. "Oh, wait, before I forget--I got you a little gift." Inside of the box, Lilly would find a plush bear... wearing a pair of Coolness Enhancers. Of course.

     “Oh, I had fun, alright! I’m always having fun when I’m with you! And it’s all the better on such a special day! It’s not every day you get to eat cake in such huge amounts!” Despite many of the games they played together bugging out half-way in, resulting in another glitchy mess of a game to follow, everything had a special charm to it. It wasn’t ‘silly ol’ uncle got a knock-off console’, it was ‘Her silly ol’ Uncle that spent the entire day next to her side, making her laugh until she was too tired to do so anymore.’ Every giggle was quickly cut off by a yawn, anyway. And the cake was phenomenal, as expected. Anything made by her Uncle was phenomenal, after all. Oh! That went double for gifts!

     An exciting draw of “Oooo!” hung from Lilly, eyes glittering at the sight of a box. Her first present! She couldn’t believe this was happening! It all felt so surreal…Yet it was right in front of her, to her disbelief. Still, she pulled off the box’s top and immediately stared in silence with a mouth dropped open. Hands slowly lifted the cutest and simultaneously coolest bear she’d ever seen in her life, then gently brought it into her chest, legs naturally wrapping around it while arms did the same.

     “I’m going to love and cherish this cool bear forever and nobody can stop me.” Was said in a hushed whisper, snow-white hair already draping over its body as she rested her head on its. “Thank you so much, Uncle. I hope you had just as good a birthday as I did.” Lilly scooched over, taking the arms off the bear to sling them around Louie in a surprisingly warm hug.

[mytheoristavenue]

ST Domestic with a pet HCs

Summary: You and your boyfriend have been living together for a while, and got your first pet last month. This is how your mornings go.

Steve Harrington

- You moved into Steve’s apartment about six months ago, and last month he surprised you with a sweet Golden Retriever puppy to celebrate your anniversary.

- “Oh, the kids are gonna love ‘im.” he said, when the pair of you went to pick them up from school. They all piled into the back of his car, fawning over the pup, bickering over who got to hold him first, ultimately, Max won out. “Say hello to the 7th nugget!”

-You always got up before Steve did, making breakfast, and always sitting on the balcony with a cup of coffee, and Nugget laying at your feet. You’d talk to him for a bit, until you couldn’t stand his puppy eyes anymore, at which point, you’d go to feed him.

- No matter what you made for breakfast, Nugget always got his own, where it be a scrambled egg, slab of ham, or an un-sugared slop of oatmeal. 

- Steve would always be up and into the kitchen by the time breakfast was ready, and everyday, without fail, he’d pick the blond dog up and hold him, kissing his face and snuggling him. “Oh, c’mere, big guy! Oh, you’re so tough aren't ya?”

Eddie Munson

- You moved and Eddie moved into your own trailer in the park right after graduation. This one was much smaller than the one he shared with his uncle, only being one bedroom, with a small conjoined kitchen and dining room, and a living room. To celebrate your new home, Eddie took you to a pet store and you both agreed on a ball python.

- Eddie named it Vic Rattlehead, after the mascot of one of his favorite bands, Megadeath. A week later, you both found out that Rattlehead was a female, so, Eddie now calls her Ms. Rattlehead.

- You and Eddie typically wake up together, laying in bed for a bit before actually getting around. Rattlehead’s tank sits on your dresser, so usually, he’ll roll out of bed, shirtless, and go straight for her. 

- “Good morning, beautiful.” he cooes, opening her tank and letting her slither up his arm, before scooping her out. While he loves on her, you normal get up and refill her water dish and leave her some food if it’s a feeding day.

Jonathan Byers

- You and Jonathan rented a house about eight months ago, during the summer before college began. You were content by yourselves for a bit, until one morning you heard the cries of a distressed animal. Jonathan called in sick to work that day to crawl under the structure of your home to find it. You were brought to tears when he walked into the kitchen, covered in mud, gloved hands cradling the smallest orange tabby cat you’d ever seen. You both spent that day cleaning him and feeding him. You made a silent agreement that he’d stay with you.

- Jonathan named the cat Louie, and when you asked him why, he simply shrugged, saying it felt right. Now, Louie is fully grown, he’s spoiled rotten, and Jon’s best friend. As soon as he comes home from work or school, he jumps right up on his laugh, laying out like a loaf of bread. 

- Jonathan almost always gets up before you, accustomed to doing so to care for his brother as a teen. He usually makes eggs and toast for breakfast, listening to music in the kitchen and singing to his cat, always warming a saucer of milk for him. Sometimes, get up in time to take a few polaroids with Jon’s camera of him dancing around with Louie in his arms.

Argyle

- You moved in with Argyle about three months ago when you both began college classes. You both had found a small RV in a cheap, but nice enough RV park. One evening, he came home from work with a something in the breast pocket of his shirt, which he seemed to be talking to. When you asked him about it, he scooped a tiny rat kit, smelly and covered in grime. 

- “Found this little guy behind the dumpster at work. Can we keep him?” he explained, holding the rat to the nape of his neck for warmth. How could you say no?

- You’ve never gotten up later than Argyle, mostly due to you working a day shift and he a nightshift, but regardless. You usually get up and make yourself breakfast, and pack him a lunch to eat before he goes to work. While you’re up, you usually feed the rat, which is nearly fully grown by now. Argyle named him Chuck, but he usually refers to him as ‘The big cheese’. 

[lettheladylead]

If ducktales was still on going what would you like to see in season 4? Main theme of it? What path would you choose for Goldie, cause I'm assuming we all want more of Goldie

of course there'd be more Goldie! Allison Janney finished up with Mom and has more time for voice acting so Goldie can appear more often, lets do it

so obv my ideal scenario would be to take what we had of s3 and stretch it out into two seasons, BUT since thats not an option lets say we're starting right from where we left off. season 3 would need to do some fun stuff like:

awkwardly address Webby and Scrooge’s relationship (& Beakley's of course)

bring back Goldie and Louie's relationship and give us some good content

continue with the Darkwing Duck/Negaduck storyline

soooooo. okay. new big bad for season 4: Shere Khan (from Talespin)! he's a super corrupt business rival of Scrooge's. they dont work together often 'cause they're from very different parts of the world, but they've crossed paths a few times. Khan has decided that McDuck Enterprises has gotten in the way of his own business too many times and he's going to try and destroy Scrooge and ruin his business

he'd recruit some villains from other seasons who managed to escape to help him with his plans. people will do anything for money and he has a Lot of money

the big character arc would focus on Scrooge (with some Webby and Huey to make up for last season) and Scrooge learning to accept the flaws in the people he loves and just because their decisions don’t always make him happy doesn’t mean they don’t love him. or whatever something like that.

ok here ive put together every episode because i felt like it and i’m a completionist. i tried to make it seem like regular DuckTales except with a little bit more Goldie for my own joy and pleasure

CLICK HERE FOR A SPREADSHEET WITH CHARACTER APPEARANCES

4x01 - No, Wait, There’s More!: 

(Plot A:) Scrooge and Webby and Beakley content. They just talk about things mostly (beakley apologizes for lying to webby and for not telling scrooge that webby was made by fowl. ‘you didnae know she was mine?’ ‘no, i had no idea, i just knew she shouldnt be raised by those criminals’) and they go on a tiny little adventure together. Ends with Webby deciding to continue to call Scrooge ‘Uncle Scrooge’ because ‘Dad’ feels weird for her (scrooge feels uncomfortable with her decision but doesnt bring it up cuz beakley tells him to leave it be).

(Plot B:) The villains who escaped from FOWL and are trying to get their shit back together 

Ep ends with quick scene of Shere Khan being annoyed while watching the news

4x02 - School of Ducks:** 

(Plot A:) School episode! Lena and Webby both learn about the joys of public school. Violet and BOYD are there, too. A cute ep with little school shenanigans. Maybe they all get detention or something. Also there's like short clips of all the adults doing boring adult things (cleaning, taxes, Della @ therapy with jones) while the kids are like "this is so boring I wish I was a grownup doing whatever I want!" and it'd be funny

(no Plot B)

4x03 - On the Open Sea: 

(Plot A:) Donald and Daisy & May and June on the open seas and they see the Mervanans and have fun boat adventures!

(Plot B:) Della & Penumbra get into some shenanigans in Duckburg and fight the Beagle Boys together and it’s kind of a double parallel to the Don/Daisy stuff and also referencing the Webby/Lena stuff from S1.

4x04 - First Contact With Khan:

(Plot A:) Scrooge is looking for a new money manager storyline ft Webby with a brief mention/appearance of Goldie (scrooge makes some reference to being webbys dad just to see how she reacts, she does not). Shere Khan contacts Scrooge about them merging or collaborating on something blah blah.

(Plot B:) Huey & Della travel to Grandma Duck’s farm to help Huey learn better ways to express himself? or maybe Huey wants to earn a farming badge lol

4x05 - Depends On Who You Ask:

(Plot A:) Fenton & M’ma are interviewing all of the captured F.O.W.L. agents about their roles in what happened, all of them tell wildly different stories about how innocent they are (captured people...Steelbeak, Rockerduck/Jeeves, Don Karnage).

(Plot B:) Webby goes camping with the Sabrewings!

Ep ends with Shere Khan paying Don Karnage’s bail. (Rockerduck also gets out of jail because of his own money, but Steelbeak is stuck for now)

4x06 - The Sounds of St. Canard:

(Plot A:) Launchpad and Dewey visit St Canard and there’s an adventure with Gosalyn and Drake where Negaduck/Jim shows up and goes cwazy (several dwd villain appearances, including morgana!).

(Plot B:) Muddlefoots being completely average normal citizens but they’re funny

Ep ends with the plots colliding when Honker and Gosalyn and Dewey meet and they all become buds

4x07 - The Duck Cousins:

(Plot A:) Huey Dewey Louie and Webby are getting into some shenanigans which reminds Scrooge of Della Donald Gladstone and Fethry. Cue an entire flashback episode about Della Donald Gladstone and Fethry as older teens! This episode includes: Duckworth, Quackfaster, the Caballeros, Goldie, & if you squnt there’s a brief appearance of Daisy. 

(no Plot B)

4x08 - Another Tale to Spin:**

(Plot A:) Kit and Della have kept in contact since the end of S3 and he and Molly come to visit. They have some kind of crazy adventure involving flying or whatevs I’m sure it’s exciting also Beakley and Launchpad are there! 

(Plot B:) Baloo and Rebecca are on vacation and they’re staying at a hotel up in the Dawson area. Fun fact this is Goldie’s hotel and we get to learn a little bit about how Goldie lives her life away from Scrooge. 

Ep ends with Kit and Molly overhearing Scrooge talk about Shere Khan and they’re both like UHHH....

4x09 - The Midas Touch:

(Plot A:) Magica is attacking Scrooge, trying to get her hands on his dime. The episode involves a lot of standard characters and feels like it jumped right out of the comics/the 87 series (but with Della instead of Donald). The boys and Webby and Della are trying to help in the fight against Magica, but the Beagle Boys are making their way towards the Money Bin! The ep ends with Scrooge’s victory, and then Ludwig Von Drake closes a book and talks to the audience like ‘vell zat’s how I remember it!’ 

(no Plot B)

4x10 - It’s a Hard Knock Life:

(Plot A:) Glomgold and Gibbous try to recruit all the Moonlanders to work for Glomgold Industries and its a mess because obviously Penumbra knows about Glomgold thanks to Della. Also I think it’d be funny if one of the Moonlanders had a baby with an earthling. 

(Plot B:) Fenton and Gandra are showing Huey how to fight and they talk about being a little crime fighting team. 

Plots converge when Penumbra shoots a laser at Glomgold and accidentally sets a building on fire, so FGH show up to help.

4x11 - A Tale of Two Kitties:

(Plot A:) After the warnings from Kit and Molly, Scrooge feels weird about business with Shere Khan. Against his better judgement he reaches out to Goldie, who has also dealt with Khan before, and Goldie shows up and they tell a story about Shere Khan to Louie & Webby. 

(Plot B:) Shere Khan is telling the same story to his assistant & Don Karnage, but obviously it’s a very different version where he’s justified in everything he does. In his story, he breaks Splatter Phoenix out of prison (takes place in the 60s, Splatter Phoenix is old now).

4x12 - Just Another Day:**

(Plot A:) Takes place on the same day at 4x13. Huey, Violet & BOYD are having a giant multi-step relay race/battle/I don’t know/brains vs brawn thing against Dewey, Gosalyn, & Louie (Louie shouldn’t be brawn but he really doesn’t think HVB can win). It ends when Launchpad and Drake crash land in the middle of the field and announce that it’s time for Gosalyn to go home. 

(Plot B:)   A day in the life of Gyro Gearloose. From the perspective of Lil Bulb! Also the Rangers live in Gyro's lab currently so they show up too

4x13 - Just Another Day, The Musical!:

(Plot A:) Takes place on the same day as 4x12. Scrooge, Webby & Lena were on an adventure in some magical Crystal Cavern, meanwhile Fenton & Gandra are also at the Crystal Cavern but as a date. Also Goldie is at the Crystal Cavern because she heard Scrooge was going. Shenanigans happen and they all get split up: Goldie, Gandra & Lena on one side, Scrooge, Fenton & Webby on the other. Also it’s a musical episode where everyone sings except maybe Gandra, I think she’d be the character that refuses to sing until the end. 

(no Plot B)

4x14 - Ladies On the Town:

(Plot A:) Matilda McDuck comes to town! Scrooge is busy so he asks Beakley and Quackfaster to show her a good time. It’s an old ladies episode. Hortense is brought up in detail. There’s some plot with bank robbery or guns or something really intense and funny and violent. 

(Plot B:) Scrooge publicly announces that McDuck Enterprises will no longer be working with Khan Industries. Khan saw this coming and takes it in stride, but also we find out that he’s broken Akita out of prison and is recruiting him for his own nefarious purposes.

4x15 - Homesick Seasick:

(Plot A:) Donald getting homesick, they get to south America and meet daisys sister Donna and her daughter April. they're hitting it off but Donald can't stop thinking about HDL when he watches the girls hanging out. 

(Plot B:) Gandra visits Steelbeak in prison. it's just an awkward time but we get some context for their relationship when they were in F.O.W.L. and Gandra says when he gets out maybe he could try being a good guy and he's like meh

4x16 - The McQuacks in St. Canard:

(Plot A:) Darkwing stuff with Negaduck. Drake finally adopts Gosalyn after they realize with full certainty that they're never getting her grandpa back. Some background St Canardians and DWD villains...Splatter Phoenix perhaps 

(Plot B:) Launchpad’s family is also there? Mcquack shenanigans in St Canard

4x17 - The Magic Man:

(Plot A:) Magica, Lena, Gene, Gladstone, Duckworth, & Djinn are all taken somewhere by Merlock. Gene has bad emotions about it because Merlock was one of his old terrible masters. Lots of magical emotions and Lena being a magical badass. 

(Plot B:) Phantom Blot and Pepper content but idk what they're doing. Probably wanting to plot but having no money so they have to get regular jobs. That’d be funny actually it’s all about them trying to hold down normal retail/office jobs

4x18 - Not Just the Klondike:

(Plot A:) Valentine’s Day ep!!! Lena and Violet come over and Violet’s like “I promised Hubert we’d hang out” but she’s lying actually she’s just trying to give Webby and Lena some alone time. She joins HDL and finds Huey begging Scrooge to tell the story of how he and Goldie first met. She’s interested, Dewey’s interested, Louie’s pretending not to be interested but he’s listening in. 

(Plot B:) Lena has something to tell Webby but then they see Beakley sneaking out and obv Webby thinks it’s a date so they follow her! Along the way they pass by lots of couples like Fenton/Gandra and Launchpad/Drake and Della/Penumbra and then in the end they find Beakley visiting a grave. Beakley’s like ‘my daughter, the woman who i told you was your mother, was born on feb 14 so this is where i always go’ and then Webby and Lena and Beakley just kind of sit together and it’s somber, very different from the Scrooge n Goldie shenanigans

4x19 - Good to Have You Back:

(Plot A:) Donald and Daisy return from their boat trip! May and June aren’t with them, they talk about how they really hit it off with Daisy’s sister so they’re going to stay with her for a bit and try going to school where no one knows who Scrooge McDuck is, then they can come back to Duckburg for the summer. Flashes over to Donna and May and June and Donna’s daughter April hanging out. 

(Plot B:) Akita is working in his brand new lab financed by Shere Khan. His lab assistant is...Sara Bellum? But she’s not a villain! Or is she? What’s going on? Le gaaaassspppp, we just don’t know! But she’s definitely acting a little off. Very cooperative. Shere Khan comes in to observe a few times. He blasts Don Karnage at some point who starts acting like a monkey and being generally weird

4x20 - Dewey’s Day Off:     

(Plot A:) Dewey gets in trouble and can’t go with the rest of the family on some trip, but somehow ends up spending the entire day with Boyd. They have a lot of fun and bond over literally everything and his punishment ends up not being much punishment at all lol  

(Plot B:) Magica uses Bradford-bird and a lot of resources and blahblah using time travel she ends up finding Poe and brings him to the future. She tries to change him back to a duck but he only gains the ability to talk, not to do magic or anything. Now Magica has two cool birds

Plots don’t converge but there’s some visual parallels

4x21 - Sharp Luck:

(Plot A:) Goldie and Louie and Gladstone. I'm thinking Goldie needed Louies help for something and either she tells a story about getting Gladstones help in the past or Gladstone runs into them and they all work together. And Goldie wears green! 

(Plot B:) Fethry and Gyro and Gandra and Fenton are doing sciencey things together. 

Ep ends where Gyro finds out Akita is no longer in prison and then the screen fades over to Akita’s lab where we see him doing bad shit

4x22 - Musings of a Bengal Tiger: 

(Plot A:) All about Shere Khan, how he became who he is. Some of his history with Scrooge and Baloo and Rebecca and the previous Don Karnage, but mostly focused on Shere. 

(no Plot B)

4x23 - Of Ducks, Dimes, and Destinies:

(Plot A:) Beginning on the end. Shere and Akita use mind control ray to gradually make all the people in Scrooge’s life go absolutely bonkers. They’re all acting in ways they should not. Scrooge’s stockholders start pulling out of the company and Scrooge is losing money FAST. They did not use the mind control ray on Scrooge ‘cause they want to make sure he’s fully aware of whats happening. Glomgold is super excited about becoming the richest duck in the world but then Shere Khan comes into Duckburg and Glomgold realizes Shere Khan is richer than him. Shere Khan references their bet from S2 and says he didn’t care about it nor is he a duck so....”go away, worm” and Glomgold slinks away angrily

4x24 - Of Ducks, Dimes, and Destinies: 

(Plot A:) Scrooge and Huey and Webby work together to find out how to fix everyone. Gyro becomes the Mad Ducktor. Goldie is like NegaGoldie. Donald is Paperinik/Duck Avenger. Della thinks shes a successful astronaut. Then suddenly Huey is the Duke of Making a Mess. There’s a whole bunch of these, you get it. They cant fix everyone til Akita’s device is destroyed. The device did not work on Boyd so hes helping too and there’s some Boyd and Gyro emotions

4x25 - Of Ducks, Dimes, and Destinies:** 

(Plot A:) Talespin cast help out (also Steelbeak because he should come back around). How does the end go??? Uhhh everything goes back to normal and Shere Khan is outed for cruelty and villainy and hurting children maybe. Something about loving and accepting people as they are. This becomes a big Scroldie thing but also ties to Scrooge being a little put off by Webby not wanting to call him Dad in the first episode 

Season ends with a lot of hugs and talking and then Goldie introduces Scrooge to Dickie this kind of goes into the honesty/accepting people thing lol Goldie’s like “if you want something to accept then boy do i have a treat for you”

** - Dickie appears in this ep

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shout out to my second time attempting to edit this because my phone didn't save the first time

I'm gonna quickly edit this reblog with more superficial thoughts or thoughts that have depth but I'm kind of circling a point on

the underrated macguffin bit at the beginning of the episode.

the animation really pops off in this episode despite it being a bottle episode. Really makes you feel how much they're dragging this out, not in a bad way in the slightest. Its the right amount of dragging

Launchpad attempting to distract the kids from Scrooge and Beakly fighting (I love him)

the dark wing duck outro bit. also underrated. I just think the part where the kids all start humming the outro together is cute

"there has never been a reason for the kids to worry about their safety." "Uncle Scrooge we're worried about our safety!"

something really interesting I noticed in the details regarding which direction the Sunchaser falls depending on what secrets people are hiding and what kind of tension is happening in the episode. for instance for most of the episode they're all either hiding things from each other or refusing to admit things, and the plane keeps tilting back. But whenever Dewey goes for the paper, it starts leaning forward, notably the safe way to fall. (something something, if they keep keeping secrets it will result in more damage than if they just communicated with each other. sure the fall out is still there, but its much less worse than if they had decided to dig their heels in on it all.)

the scene where Dewey throws the walkie talkie off the plane after everyone tells him to let it go (I think this could be in my friend and I's dissertation on why DT17 has the most fascinating deconstruction of Nature VS Nurture)

we also dont talk a lot about how Della didn't want the rocket for herself, she wanted to take her boys to space. she wanted to give them the stars. what started out as an innocent birthweek present ended up taking her from them.

this is a minor note, but I wish the show went into more detail about Donald estranging himself. I wish the show had more Donald in general.

The big drama might be in the last 10 minutes of the episode, but it pulls no punches and is the most perfect climax to the mystery set up all through season 1 and the answer to the question a lot of people were probably asking at the time this episode aired. "What happened and what will happen once everything is out in the open." Everything that is said is cruel, but painfully in character in the most fascinating way.

Dewey: So you're the reason our mom is gone?... you built her a crazy dangerous super rocket!

Huey: then you encouraged her to keep flying through a cosmic storm?! You could have told her to land, there were too many Variables!

Louie: And you're the richest duck in the world! Why didn't you send up more ships after her?!

and there's also webby's line, which I think is one of the only times she has said anything bad about Scrooge in the show, especially to his face. I feel like it gets overshadowed by scrooges heart wrenching line right after it, but I think its important to put here too.

Webby: ... Even if gifting an experimental rocket to a mother of three was clearly a bad idea!

and then there is the final shot of the episode. there parallels to the Pilot in this episode. but there's also a phenomenal parallel between the beginning scene where Scrooge has a similarly framed scene where he's constantly in motion talking about the Macguffin (happy, with his family who he has grown to love dearly, on top of the world) vs when hes alone and stagnent in the chair (bitter, alone, at one of the worst moments in his life, losing his family for a second time in ten years.)

Anyway this was longer and more in depth than expected.

Last crash peak and I feel sad saying that when its up against shadow war. another really good story.

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