#(And I gotta say not many people mention Towser; the Duckula family pet werewolf. I wonder what he's doing at the moment?)

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( ϟ - Duckula and Goosewing because this seems like it'd fit... :'D )

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For - @ducktales-wco-oo

“THERE YOU ARE, YOU... FIIIEND!!! YOU WILL PAY FOR WVAT YOU DID!!! I’LL MAKE SURE OF DAT!!” the elderly goose squawked as he came out from a corner in the castle to get the drop on his foe. The underground network under the castle did have a few tunnels that led to the outside, and his ancestors had a detailed map of the layout, but that did not help when it came to the various obstacles that one would find down there. Monsters, creatures, and supernatural otherworldly beings that definitely had no place in this plane of existence. Fortunately enough for him, he came prepared with some of his family’s trusty wooden stakes for ammunition for his stake pistol, along with other weapons. It was no easy task to sneak his way in, but for all of the hassle he went through below, the innards of the castle itself seemed remarkably calm. Odd, but he couldn’t let his guard down.

At the moment, he was ready to charge the cloak wearing avian, but given that was how his parents met their unfortunate downfall, perhaps keeping his distance would be the better idea. Goosewing had a garlic-soaked knife ready to draw and toss if need be, but first, some questions. “Do you have any memory of da name, ‘Goosewing’? Ahem, like... Goosewing as in da famous wampire hunter family dat’s been spreading itself across generations to put an end to da wampire race, and all dose associated with dem. Well, anything evil really. Do you know of da Goosewings is wvat I’m asking here.”