#i think louie turned out the best. look at him

[stormy-nights-are-best]

Who, me? Oh I'm just.. doing stuff

Replaced Madame Rose with Dr. Orchid 'cause I like her better. And I needed someone to be the dead guy so yea

[yandereducktales]

Louie Duck Headcanons

Pairings: Louie Duck x Fem! Reader Aged Up + Tw: Slight Angst? Maybe?

Louie isn't good at expressing his feelings in words. He's much better with his actions

He teaches you all the scams and tricks just so you don't fall for any of them

If anyone tries to scam or trick you, he'll make sure they pay [Ref. Season 1 Episode 9 "The Impossible Summit of Mt. Neverrest!"]

He values your opinion (Though he would never tell you that he does. It's just the little things)

He tries to impress you a lot & he loves when you praise him

He slowly gains a trust towards you that's even higher than the one with his brothers. He trusts you with his feelings in a way that makes him vulnerable

"I think you're a stunning woman, Y/n." He looks at you; Like really looks at you. He had never seen you in such a light, always saw you as a... well, not a woman. But now he can't deny it, you were a woman, and he hated it. You were different now and he couldn't get you out of his mind now. Why was he bothered by it now? He had never been phased by you before, but now he's thinking of everything he says and does- This was stupid, you're his best friend, but oh my god, why is that guy hitting on you?

Louie's never really been a jealous guy- or that's what he says

He hates the growing feeling in his chest when people hit on you

But he doesn't own you- Hell, you're not even dating, so he can't tell you not to flirt back, but god he wishes he could

You're his best friend, so he doesn't even have anyone to tell about these feelings

He'd tell his brothers, but he feels like they'd just make fun of you

"Are you okay?" Louie looks up at you, confused, "What?" "You're being weird..." "Weird?" "Yeah. I feel like you're avoiding me or something." He shakes his head, but he's lying. To you and to himself. He HAS been avoiding you. Not necessarily because of you, but because he's scared of his feelings, and he doesn't want to confront his feelings. "No... Just been busy." It's a lie. You know it. He knows it. A part of him hopes you bring up the topic of feelings. Just confess, that's all he needs, your confession. Tell him you have a crush on him, then he'll tell you he feels the same. But you don't. "Okay, if you say so," You then turn and leave. He feels as if he's just lied to the gates of heaven. Maybe if he had been honest, told you he loves you more than anything in the world, things would have been different. You could date, kiss, cuddle, but not now. Not yet. Maybe in the future. Yeah, the future.

[jeanie-in-a-bottle]

I was making an edit for 94’s IWTV (as I typically am) and I noticed something about how Lestat appears to the audience. In other words, here’s me fangirling over how lestat looks at Louis and how it makes me feel.

When we are first introduced to Lestat he is stalking and watching Louis like some kind of predator to his prey, and he attackes him like one.

Especially in the scene in Louis’ bedroom, the way he stalks around him, circling him…

…but after/during Louis’ turning, you get to see Lestat’s, I suppose, fondness or love for Louis. Lestat is a huge asshole still, yes due to him being lestat and the fact that this is Louis’ perspective as a bitter ex, but Lestat has a certain gentle manner to him. I think when he’s whispering in Louis ear especially it’s clear Lestat has that lover’s fondness. & his soft look at Louis while he’s putting him into the coffin has a very dear place in my dead vampiric heart.

Now don’t be confused, Lestat is still a hunter, killer, and overall an ass. Plus he routinely gets annoyed with Louis, due to his sensitivity and humanity. He is very annoyed with Louis during the scene where Louis doesn’t laugh at his “eating the whole colony” joke, due to Louis’ melancholy and ever-lingering respect for life. He yells at Louis during the fire, and of course the iconic apprentice scene, where Louis straight out refuses him.

But Lestat’s anger while bright and fire, dies quickly and he is able to laugh and annoy Louis right back, with his confidence still intact as “life would be even more unbearable with him“, typically. Though one of my favorite scenes, and perhaps my favorite line is when after the apprentice scene Lestat says,

“In the old world Louie…they called it “the dark gift” and I gave it to you, it’s a sense of softness and retrospectiveness that we haven’t seen from lestat. It’s a line that truly shows the story as the horror romance it is, the gift may be dark; sinful and murderous, but it’s a gift of love.

Claudia is another, “gift” so to speak, or bargaining tool in the form of a daughter. Still, she brings domestic happiness, one of the rare times Louis admits to happiness with Lestat. While they still have their faults and arguments, but now they are as simple as to need a slap on the wrist, or a harsh word. Louis is now happy, and chained to Lestat forever, the perfect solution in Lestat’s mind. For now, anyways.

Eventually resentment builds, from all sides but especially that of Claudia and Lestat. This puts Louis in an interesting and complex position, one that has no peaceful exit. This is a loustat post so I’ll try my best to refrain from talking about Claudia’s relationship with her parents, but rest assured you’ll get that post one day lol. Anyways, when Claudia “kills” lestat, I think it’s Louis’ betrayal that hurts him the most, the culmination of all those years going down the drain, what was meant to be his forever companion, leaving him for what he had given him to make him stay. His eyes are full of grief, resentment, anger, and betrayal.

and lastly, the last of the loustat interaction in this movie. And while they say a picture is worth a thousand words, I think Lestat’s own words some up this scene’s feelings perfectly.

Reminiscing on the past; full of regrets, and hope turned disappointment in what the future may be.

So to sum up, Lestat may be an asshole, but he’s also a romantic at heart, I promise…and so that’s all I have! If you read this whole thing, I do hope you enjoyed! <3

[etclouie]

day two — late night walks

ᯓ ꨄ︎ — summary; on a late night walk with your best friend when things shift between you both (Juice Ortiz x fem!reader)

ᯓ ꨄ︎ — warnings; friends to lovers (kinda), they both confess feelings, mutual pinning, juice kinda being scared to admit his feelings, that’s it i think

ᯓ ꨄ︎ — word count; 598

ᯓ ꨄ︎ — a/n; i want juice so bad

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you and Juice were walking side by side, having managed to pull him away from the clubhouse to spend time with him again. 

both of you sharing jokes and laughs as you walked, bumping into the other every odd step. 

the air was cool yet there was an odd warmth to it, that only seemed to follow you and Juice. the feeling of it was like a hug that pulled you closer and closer to him, your body curling into his side. 

everything about tonight was so familiar but so new at the same time, and you didn’t want it to end. 

“i wish we could do this for the rest of our lives”

you told, feeling him come to a stop before turning you to face him. his eyes searching yours as his feelings bounced around inside him, his mind running faster than it had all night. 

because the one thing Juice hadn’t told you, was that deep down he wanted the rest of his life with you. 

but with the way you were looking at him, eyes soft and loving—he knew now was the right time. 

“then let’s do it”

he told, giving a half smile as your expression was replaced by that of confusion. 

when you didn’t say anything, he sighed. the feeling of ruining your friendship running through him now instead the previous feelings of telling you the truth, to have kept it hidden deep down. 

a deep anxiety churned in his stomach, worry settling in as you finally replied. 

“you want to be in a dark street laughing for the rest of our lives?”

something akin to a sigh of relief left him, worry easing ever so slightly as he pinched at the bridge of his nose. 

his eyes closing briefly, thinking of his thoughts before meeting your eyes again. he gave you a half smile as he murmured out.  

“if that’s what you want, i just—i wish you’d stay in my life forever”

he stammered over his words, unable to get them out properly as his thoughts ran a million miles a minute. 

your eyes continued to search his, as he  mumbled out again. 

“i want the rest of my life with you”

the way he said it you could hear the worry creeping back in, his eyes flicking away from you as he gulped. 

a pit of dread settling in his belly, hearing him sigh again as the thoughts of truly ruining your friendship filled him. 

you waited a minute, blinking at him in disbelief. his admission making a warmth spread through your body before wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. 

his arms cautiously wrapped around you, the hug unlike any of the other hugs you’d shared before. 

“want to know a secret?”

you whispered, pulling your head back to meet his eyes. waiting until he nodded slowly to whisper out to him, soothing one of your hands across his back. 

“i want the rest of my life with you too”

he flashed you a look of disbelief, unable to believe that you felt the same way. he shook his head, ready to retort when you pressed your lips to his. 

kissing him softly and feeling him melt into you, cradling his jaw in both of your hands and soothing your thumbs across his cheeks. 

“i love you Juice”

that made him melt further into you, stealing another kiss before he lay his head on your shoulder. 

his arms wrapped tighter around you than before as he whispered back. 

“God, i love you too”

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[dozing-marshmallow]

Heyo! Just asking

Would you mind writing Yandere Noah Vs Yandere Mike from total drama? Thankssss! :>

Hellooo! Thank you so much for this fun request, so happy I was finally able to get this out! Also, I loooove your Radlynn theme, I loved playing the Papa Louie games so much growing up ^v^ enjoy !

YANDERE! NOAH VS YANDERE! MIKE HEADCANONS

Two guys fighting over you? My! How would that turn out?

Well, Noah would try to impress you with his intellect, Mike tried wooing you with his natural sweet personality.

Of course, you never thought these gestures had a bigger meaning than what met the eye.

Typical (Y/N).

A few months after the...season of All Stars aired, Chris wanted to throw a celebration reunion party for both casts before the brand new cast of Pahkitew Island was publicly introduced.

Noah and Mike were two of the many that didn’t want to go, but having the fact they were obliged to attend by their contract megaphoned, they soon put together that if this whole thing was mandatory for everyone, you would definitely be there.

Even if it wasn’t, you were a sweetheart, so you would’ve attended anyway.

Everyone was there alright, around their respective friend groups, and there Mike was, suspiciously having an exorbitant smile on his face for someone who wasn’t accompanied by anyone.

Noah knew the cause all too well, and takes it to confront him.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

Still a coward, huh?,“Ohh wow, that obvious lie came with that gap in your teeth? Take this as a warning, Mike. Unless you wanna make that gap bigger, back up trying to test your mediocre pick up lines on (Y/N) and you won’t have any more problems than what you already have to deal with.” his finger spiked into the taller male’s chest,“You have no chance with a girl that’s out of your generation, let alone out of your league.”

"Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Noah!" said guy’s attempt at intimidation massively backfiring with Mike putting a hand to his own burning chest,"See, even though I'm Mike first and personalities second, the...feeling (Y/N) gives me is so intense, it's actually taking a better effect on me than the medication my psychiatrist prescribes me!"

How lame.

The high IQ rolls his eyes at Mike’s pathetic attempt at love,"You know your identity disorder soooo well. You of all people should know that's illogical, but I was right. (Y/N) really does have a moron lusting after her."

"Wow! Can't believe you finally got around to realising how dumb you are!"

Noah’s glare deepens in his face as Mike’s smile grew. These conversations were getting boring,"Why don't you go back to nosebleed hair? I'm sure she's missing you terribly bro." Surely that would kick some alarm into him. That desperate friendless girl had to be looking for him.

Strangely, he was still all happy,"Oh! I called things off with Zoey!” Oh. No wonder why he’s not slighted.

Damn your humanity, Zoey. You couldn’t entertain this idiot for another season?

He takes out his hideous handmade accessory,“I took my necklace back, so I can cherish it to (Y/N) instead!" Poor girl.

No way you could love someone that lacked the decency to reserve his affection- I mean, Noah loved you from day one,"Gee even I'm offended you think a second hand thing is the best you can give to my (Y/N). You are so totally rich. Medication funds put you in debt much?"

"Actually, they were free, but you are right about one thing! Not fair to give something someone else had. I'll make her another! Bigger and better! Like my love for her." he kept getting more and more ideas.

Can he afford to keep up?,"Don't go over budget."

"Hah! Seems like you suffer from a memory disorder. Thanks to my win, I never have to worry about budget again!... How many seasons did you win again?" Mike asks, his smirk still the same, but his words this time around were coiled by a pleather of travesty that had forced Noah to face a stinging truth he hated to admit, hissing a response in avoidance.

“Cram it, blockhead.”

Mike was about to blow a comeback, when suddenly your goddess figure graced both of them with your presence, switching their rivalry selves to civil friends.

"Enjoying yourself over here, boys?"

"Oh, totally." Noah waved, that totally being true for once.

"Never been better (Y/N)!" Mike threw you a thumbs up.

“Aw! Great!” you gushed in delight at the two,“It’s so heartwarming to see you guys getting along so well especially since we come from different casts!” You’re...happy. 

You’re happy at them... Them...getting along? Yes... Yes, we do get along! Mike wants to be the one to amplify your joy by encompassing Noah’s neck around his arm, a perfect time to suffocate him, yet so far,“Oh, yeah!” he could feel the malice blaze in Noah’s eyes, but he wouldn’t dare try breaking out his grasp if it meant keeping you happy. It was just as despicable for him,“It’s real nice speaking to the competitors from earlier seasons! You can learn so much.”

The hidden venom irked the trapped male, making it ten times harder to hold back his sly tongue. But you were there... (Y/N), too pure to taste any hate, had rewritten the entire muscle of his jaw. 

“Yeah, what...” for (Y/N), for (Y/N), for (Y/N),“He said. Guy’s more lovable than Owen.” Big fat lie. But you were pleased.

“Aww! Well, I’ll leave you two be. See you later!” even when you had rolled the distance, your words were still as sweet as blood itself.

How caring you are.

Mike makes the immediate move to aggressively shove Noah away from him. 

An awkward silence sits in as the ugly nature of their opposition unravels in the air, Noah being the first to emerge,“You’re still here?”

Mike’s smile finally drops in a confused line,“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Dunno. Thought after seeing for yourself that (Y/N) has zero interest in you, like none whatsoever, you’d get going.” His blood vessels bloated in hatred under his skin.

How come? I’m the one that made our “friendship” more believable to her,“How could I after she gave me that smile?” saying that revived his one.

“Mhmm, that smile was totally for you. Get realistic!” No amount of verity could crush that delusion Mike had, which increasingly agitated Noah,“(Y/N) will never love you. Never.”

“There’s no never in that smile, Noah! The way you cope with denial is really cute!” See? This freak was enjoying it.

Noah sighed. Guess it’s what you have to do when you lose a game of love. Really unfortunate for him, this was very rewarding.

The man with sarcasm for a name turned his back to take one of the knives available from the cutlery table. He slid his finger up and down its shiny blade, remembering all about why he stayed in this meaningless party for this long. His chagrin is cut short.

At the same time, Mike discreetly checks his blazer pocket to ensure he still had his one occupying within. A similar sick with the strings of heart quivers its way onto his reddening lips.

(Y/N)...(Y/N)...

Things were about to get interesting.

[captainnameless]

any oscar and little lando drabbles?

i been thinking about the first time Oscar gets into trouble, i can imagine Lando being there as some kind of instigator, and then feeling very bad he’s put Oscar in this position as well.

then again Oscar might land himself in a time out all on his own accord and then i think Lando’d feel worried for his teammate, continuously asking Daniel “how long left?” and “what if he gets too sad?” and “just a quick hug?”

or,

They’ve been playing with the spare balloons from Oscar’s birthday. The boys are being good, playing so nicely together Daniel feels comfortable enough to take his eyes off of them for a few minutes to answer some emails.

One of the balloons escapes outside through the cracked door onto the balcony, and the soft breezes blows it a little further over the railing, onto a partial roof below.

“Careful!” Daniel hears Lando say, and it catches his attention enough to look up to see where Lando’s looking, catching Oscar with one leg already over the railing ready to go retrieve the balloon they’re after.

Except Daniel fucking teleports there, snatches Oscar’s waist and pulls him off the railing. It’s not a death drop, and truthfully any capable adult would have been able to retrieve said balloon with little risk.

But Oscar isn’t a full adult right now, probably not as regressed as Lando is, but definitely floaty, and Daniel’s not about to take that risk.

“You do not go over that railing, do you understand me? That’s a really big no-no!” Daniel scolds, turning Oscar to face him and tipping his chin up, his own heart beating out of his chest from the adrenaline rush, fear coursing through his body.

Oscar’s eyes fill with tears immediately, not yet having experienced this Daniel first hand and takes a shaky breath, barely getting out a “Yea.” before it’s followed by a sob.

Daniel immediately brings Oscar into his chest, the younger burying himself into Daniel’s T-shirt as the sobs kick off. The adrenaline’s wearing off quick now that the danger has gone away and Daniel feels a ping of guilt for how he’s probably scared the little guy sobbing into his chest and so he does his best to calm him down, gently maneuvering them inside to where Lando’s watching everything unfold with big eyes.

Said brunette scurries off then, while Daniel whispers soft reassurance into Oscar’s mop of hair, gently rubbing his back while they settle onto the couch.

Lando returns quickly, arms full of what Daniel thinks is every single toy/plush they’ve brought with them before dumping them onto the couch and fitting himself with it too, gently curling up next to Oscar.

“Osc.” Lando hums, gently petting his friend. “I got you stuff.”

It gets Oscar to peak out, face red and blotchy from crying and Daniel instinctively tries to brush the tears away, pressing a soft kiss to Oscar’s head.

“See?” Lando says, gesturing at all the stuff he’s surrounded by.

Oscar goes to reach out for his giraffe Louie, then snatches his hand back to look at Daniel questioningly, wondering if he’s allowed.

Daniel seems to understand, gently brushing some of Oscar’s hair back. “You can grab him buddy, you’re not in trouble.”

And so Oscar snatches Louie up, cuddles back into Daniel’s chest with a shaky sigh before reaching his free hand out to grab Lando’s, pulling him close to for comfort.

Daniel swears the look on Lando’s face might actually make his heart swell out of his chest.

[littlelalu]

FaceTime | Milo Manheim (Slight Smut)

WARNING: Some cussing ... some sexual words....

NOTE: Y/N = Your name

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FaceTime

The silence in the apartment felt heavier than usual tonight. I am used to hearing Milo’s laughter echo through the place. He has been gone for a little over a month to film season 2 of School Spirits in Vancouver. I couldn’t go with him due to my job and school. This has been the longest time without seeing each other. We do Facetime, call, and text every day but it’s not the same. I want him here, with me. I knew what I was getting myself into when I began dating him, but I didn’t expect to miss him this much. This week was the worst too. I have been wanting “him”. I keep having flashbacks from the last time we had sex. His hands are all over my body, His m, his plus eyes. I have been doing everything to keep my mind off it by watching shows, going on a walk with Louie, and doing homework. NOTHING HELPS.

From the corner of my eye, I saw my phone screen lit up. I grabbed my phone and checked who it was. It was Milo.

“Hey Babe. Just got done filming and I am heading to the hotel now. Are you still up?” he said when I answered.

We have a 2-hour time difference. “Hiii babe! Yeah, it’s only 8 here haha. How was filming?” I texted back. I saw the little text bubble pop up again.

 ‘It was fucking amazing. We filmed a crazy scene that I will tell you more about later, but that shit was scary as hell.”

‘Scaredy cat” I joked.

 “Mean,” he said with a giggle.

“ Anyways do you have plans tonight with the cast again?” I asked curiously. I want to try something new.

“Nope. Why? Want to Facetime?”

“Yes!” I said too quickly, making him laugh.

“Give me like an hour. I am like 25 minutes away from the hotel and I want to shower. “

“Same here. See you soon babe.” I said before we hung up.

I passed some time by going on TikTok and scrolling through videos. After half an hour, I got up from the couch and began getting my things ready so I could shower.

~~~After shower. ~~~

I quickly changed into a crop top and shorts since I took a little longer in the shower than I thought I would. I walked into my room and grabbed my laptop. As my Macbook turned on, I texted Milo.

Hey babe. Are you good to go?

Yes ma’am! Start the call!

I started the Facetime call on my laptop. Milo answered instantly

“Hey, cutie!” He said as he answered. His hair looked messy and slightly wet from his shower. He could see his bare skin. Oh God. He’s shirtless.

“Miloooo!” I said excitedly. “How was your day love?”

“Besides having fun filming, it was pretty chill. We had to reshoot some scenes because we kept getting out of character.”

We talked a bit more about his time on set, telling me that ‘scary’ scene he had to film. I was doing my best to pay attention, but he looked so fine. All I could think about was what I could do to him if he were here.

“You seem a bit off. Everything okay?” Milo said, bringing me back to reality.

“Yeah..” I said shyly, slightly blushing.

“What’s wrong, “Y/N”?” He asked sternly.

“I– I just miss ‘you’” I said.

“I miss you too, babe. No need to be upset right now. We will see each other soon” He said with a reassuring smile.

“No, Milo.” I sighed looking down slightly embarrassed. “I miss “you”’”

Milo looked confused at first. “What? What do you me-” He got quiet and his eyes widened. “Oh…”

“I-i’m sorry. I s-should go. I made this awkward.”

“Babe, no. Just caught me off guard. I never imagined you having these thoughts. You’re so innocent.” He said with a smirk.

“I’m not sure why I need you this way. I just do. This whole week has been crazy.”

“Well… “ He said “If it makes you feel any better… I miss “you” too.” He said using his hands to air a quote on ‘you”

I felt my cheeks get hot. “Really?”

“You have no idea. You left your mark on me before I left. Remember? I couldn’t stop thinking how wild you were” He said.

We did go crazy before he left—the best one for sure. 

I giggled. “Sorry about that. But no regrets” 

“Why don’t you show me how much you missed me?” He asked. 

I looked at him in shock. “H-how?”

“ Rub yourself.” He demanded.

Me being a good girl and started to do so. I took off my shorts and underwear and began to back my laptop. The angle of the camera can see my whole body now. I laid my back against the bedboard and spread my legs open. I grabbed a little bit of lotion and began rubbing myself. 

Slight moans came out of my mouth.

“Fuck babe” Milo groaned. “I want to fuck you so bad right now.”

“Do the same, Milo,” I demanded him.

He set his phone down against something and started pulling down his joggers. He sat up on his bed. His dick is so hard. His tip throbbing. 

“You’re happy to see me,” I said and winked at him.

“I-I always am” as he began to stroke himself. “I want to f-feel you, babe. Me pinning you d-down bed. Pounding you from behind.” 

I rubbed myself a bit faster and started to let out some moans. “M-Milo. I-I need you in me. I want to r-ride you so b-bad.” 

He bit his lip trying not to moan loudly. “Take your shirt off.” He demanded again.

I raised my shirt. I wasn’t wearing my bra, so my breasts were exposed to him. 

“O-oh G-god, Y/N” he moaned. “I remember how much they bounced when I was pounding you.”

“I w-wish y-o-o-u were sucking on them r-right now.”

I saw him roll his head back.“F-fuck, Y/N” He moaned. “Finger yourself and Moan my name for me. Think of me fucking you right now.” He kept stroking himself.

I inserted two fingers like he would and moaned his name louder each time I pumped them in and out. I kept thinking of how he would fuck me so hard right now. He moaned slightly louder this time.

“I-I-I’m close, baby” He whimpered out and picked up his pace. 

“Me too” I groaned. I rubbed myself in the right spot and finished in my hand. I was panting.

I noticed Milo finished and was out of breath too. 

“That was something: he said slightly laughing. I giggled at his comment.

“Yeah. It really was.” 

“Hold on… I … ummm… gotta clean my mess” He said. 

I nodded. “Me too” We left the call open but went to clean ourselves up quickly. Once we were done we returned to our call.

“I miss you even more now…” He said.

“Almost time babe. Just three more weeks.” I said.

“We might have to do that again sometime soon. You look so beautiful moaning my name like that.”

“Milo!” I said, slightly blushing.

“Oh I’m sorry,” He said in a playful voice “Is the girl who mentioned she missed me fucking her acting innocent now?”

I rolled my eyes at him “Haha, very funny”

“Well…. Just know your dreams will become true very soon” He said and winked at the camera.

I have been counting down the days for that anyway. “I hope so. If not, I will just have to do it myself” I smirked at him.

He acted offended.”Don’t you dare.” 

“I’m just saying.” I giggled.

He yawned. “I’m tired now babe. Ima head to bed. I have to wake up early to film some more. I’ll text ya in the morning.”

“That’s fine love. Get some rest.”

“Goodnight babe. I love you so much, beautiful.” He said as he blew a kiss at me and waved at the camera.

I blew a kiss at him “Good night! I love you too, handsome.”

We ended the call.

I went to bed that night feeling relaxed and happy after that exciting call. Now, I have to wait for the real thing soon.

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NOTE: I am posting this at midnight. I started working this Friday afternoon but was too busy to finish it. It's not my best as I have not written anything smut. But I'll see how it goes.

Time for bed for me.... Goodnight yall! :)

[ducklooney]

"Ah s**t, here we go again."

I have absolutely no interest in who likes what and who thinks what, everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but this is stupid to make a wiki blog called "Loathsome Characters Wiki" and put everyone you don't like here. What is your frustration?

All in all, yes there are plenty of characters in cartoons, comics, video games, anime, manga and other media where they are really bad and boring, but they wouldn't be characters if they didn't have their flaws. There are some bad and some good versions of the characters. Well, now the problem is that supposedly "bad" versions of those characters were put on that blog, even though there is nothing to hate about them. I mean why put Mugman from The Cuphead Show here: https://loathsomecharacters.miraheze.org/wiki/Blog:Mugman_(The_Cuphead_Show!)

But the worst problem is that I saw that the author of that Wiki blog listed Huey, Dewey and Louie Duck from Quack Pack and Donald Duck from Mickey Mouse Cartoons by Paul Rudish among the obnoxious characters. What makes them disgusting? I've watched both series, and I'm a Quack Pack fan myself, and I've never seen the characters being obnoxious anywhere. There may have been moments where they behaved badly, but a character should have his flaws and correct them, not be a Gary Stue or a Mary Sue. Donald Duck did treat Mickey badly in the first episode "No Service", and it's normal to be jealous of him in certain things, but in the end Donald lost to Mickey. Yes, there were bad moments with him, but he changed and what I liked is that Donald is a really good person in Mickey Mouse Cartoons and what's good is that he didn't remain the butt-monkey he was in Mickey Mouse Works and House of Mouse. And he cannot be flanderized at all in the first seasons, because flanderization usually happens in later seasons, not in the first seasons. So to say that Donald from MMC and WWOMM (Wonderful World of Mickey Mouse) is a loathsome character is wrong. Also, check out this episode where Donald isn't as nasty to Mickey as he seems to be and it's Mickey's own fault for putting Donald in danger: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p7O22GuSc58

Split Decision is called that episode.

As for Huey, Dewey and Louie Duck from Quack Pack, they put too much on the 1990s settings, but if they turned off the 1990s and only looked at their personalities, it would be really cool, that is, in my opinion, their good characterizations appeared in puberty. Maybe the only version where I see them growing up. It's true that in certain episodes they misbehaved with Donald and played bad tricks on him (episodes like "Can't Take a Yolk" and "Duck Quake"), but they got their karma back from Unca Donald when he got revenge on them via trolling or setting it to turbo level with the earthquake machine produced by Ludwig von Drake. Donald taught them a lesson in the end, although he also did stupid things that got his karma back (that's how bad luck works). And they're not assholes except Huey, he is. But to say that they don't respect their uncle is idiotic, because every time their uncle was in trouble, they decided to save him, just like Uncle Donald did them every time. And their dynamic relationship worked really well as a father-son relationship, and Donald was a really great parent to them. Otherwise worse situations between Donald and his nephews were in classic shorts and old comics. So they are spouting too much nonsense for that site, which probably didn't even watch the series properly. And Donald's nephews were not flanderized because every episode showed the good and bright points of those characters. Too bad there aren't more episodes or comics about them. And yes, there are worse versions of Donald's nephews than the Quack Pack, especially if you look at House of Mouse and Mickey's Twice Upon A Christmas. Still for me the Quack Pack of Donald's nephews is the best version of them after the classic version from the OG Ducktales, Carl Barks, Dutch and Italian comics.

Not to mention how that author also put Daisy Duck from House of Mouse as an abomination, which is really unacceptable. I'm not against different opinions, but this is idiotic. So everyone I don't like is a disgusting character? Lol. All in all just put the reaction of Peter Griffin from Family Guy saying, "Oh my God! Who the hell cares!" and I don't care what certain people with problems have to say nor do I care what others say. So much so that we can close already this time around the unnecessary hatred towards Donald and Donald's nephews, which makes absolutely no sense. It's a good thing that the Quack Pack hate has lessened and that the series and fandom has become popular again unlike before. And yes I like Donald from Mickey Mouse Cartoons by Paul Rudish and Huey, Dewey and Louie from Quack Pack.

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[inlovewithregencyera]

transcript under cut : )

July 8th, 1818

*Louisa humming waltz*

Louisa: *making voice deeper* Lady

Aurelia, will you dance with me?

Bridget: But I thought you had already asked m-

Louisa: *whispering* No Birdie, I asked you when I was Louisa, now I am Frederick and you are Aurelia.

Bridget: Oh! *making voice higher* Yes, Frederick I'd love to!

Louisa: *faintly* Lord Worthington..

Bridget: *squeakily* Yes Lord Worthington, I'd love to!

Aurelia: *chuckling* Bridget your voice is much higher than mine!

Bridget: Is it really?

*Aurelia nods*

Louisa: *loudly whispering* Birdie for the last time you are Lady Aurelia, you do not answer to Bridget or Birdie, and we pretend that impostor over on the bed isn't there, alright?

Bridget: whispering Sorry!

Aurelia: Oh you both look so silly!

Louisa: *voice cracking* My goodness. what fine brown eyes you have my lady..

Bridget: But my eyes are blue?

Louisa: *loudly whispering* BIRDIE, AURELIA HAS BROWN EYES!

Bridget: Oh, yes. Thank you Lord Worthington, you also have very fine...*whispering* Aurelia, what color are his eyes...?

Louisa: BIRDIE!

Aurelia: Louie, please don't yell at her, she doesn't like it. His eyes are hazel, Birdie.

Bridget: *whispering* Thank you..-What fine hazel eyes you have Lord Worthington!

*Louisa humming off key*

*Bridget steps on Louisa’s foot*

Bridget: My goodness Lady Aurelia, have you two left feet..?

Aurelia: Louisa, please.

Bridget: Sorry...

Louisa: *loudly whispering* Best you dance with no one but Papa tonight.

Aurelia: Stop being mean to her!

Bridget: I don't think I want to play anymore...

Louisa: You’re so sensitive sometimes!

Bridget: You’re rude sometimes!

Aurelia: *extending arms* Come here B, ignore her.

*Bridget plops on bed*

Louisa: *rolling eyes* You are both ridiculous, I was joking.

Aurelia: I know, but you forget she is still a child.

Louisa: So am I!

Aurelia: *rubbing Bridget's back* Yes, but she's three years your junior and she's not even out yet.

Louisa: *exasperated sigh* Whatever. *flops on bed*

Aurelia: Maybe a little apology wouldn't hurt?

Louisa: That might ACTUALLY kill me.

Aurelia: Louisa!

Bridget: *giggling* Your love for history already kills me I'm tired of hearing about philosophers!

Louisa: *rolling eyes* Oh, but if I critiqued one of your silly interests or better yet, any of your flaws I'm mean.

Bridget: But your interests are masculine!

Louisa: Turning into Aunt Amelia are we?

Bridget: STOP IT NO I’M NOT!

Aurelia: *trying not to laugh* Louie, please just apologize to the poor thing.

Louisa: Fine. Birdie, I'm sorry I've hurt your feelings, could you find it in your heart to forgive me?

Bridget: NO!

Aurelia: *giggling* Birdie!

Louisa: *giggling* So much for your peace making efforts.

Bridget: I forgive you for being mean while dancing but NOT for comparing me to Aunt Amelia!

Louisa: Fair enough.

Aurelia: I too would be upset if I was compared to her. I can't tell which one is worse, her or her husband!

Bridget: I think poor Papa just puts up with them for the sake of our cousins getting away once in a while...he hates them I'm sure.

Louisa: No, I don't think he hates his own sister. Just who she chose for a husband.

*Aurelia chuckles*

Bridget: Why anyone would choose that THING for a husband I do not know.

Louisa: He looks like a blister!

Aurelia: I don't like him either but that's not very nic-

Louisa: HE'S not very nice. He made you cry last Christmas!

Aurelia: Oh but I was already crying I believe.

Bridget: He made you cry more. I HATE him and I mean it.

Louisa: *snickering* Since Aunt Amelia gave up dancing, perhaps you may dance with him tonight, Birdie?

Bridget: I'd rather expose my pantaloons for all to see!

Louisa: Well someone has to dance with him. We shouldn't make poor Aurelia dance with him, so SOMEONE should...

Bridget: And it won't be me! As you said, I shouldn't dance with anyone but Papa tonight.

Aurelia: Well I think-

Louisa: I'll not speak to that fool after he called my hair wooly last October. After Papa put him in his place he tried to play it off as a joke.

Aurelia: What? You never told me he-

Louisa: Yes, well you weren't yourself that much then. I didn't want to burden you with more stuff that could upset you..

Aurelia: *frowning* Oh.

Louisa: Oh, please take no offense Aurelia, I would've told you, believe me.

Aurelia: I know. I just wish I wasn't like this. Or rather, how I was last year. *sniffling* I'm sorry I hurt you both, please forg-

Bridget: NO! No tears today Aurelia, it's your big day and you will be happy and smiley if it's the last thing we have to make you do! You're almost truly of age!

Louisa: Yes, you will be very happy tonight! Why shouldn't you be, you'll be dancing with your whispering secret, not so secret lover again!

Bridget: Yes! Then he will propose by next week and all is forgotten, and then you'll have plenty of babies and be happy and Louisa and I will be their governesses as no man shall have either of us for we are both silly and ridiculous!

Aurelia: *wiping eyes* Do you think so?

Bridget: YES! We KNOW so!

Louisa: Yes, we do!

*Bridget and Louisa start frantically kissing Aurelia*

Louisa: inmitating Frederick* My dearest Aurelia!

Bridget: *imitating* Frederick* My dear darling!

Aurelia: cackling* STOP!

Louisa: My sweetheart!

Bridget: My pretty lady!

[s10127470]

A Magic Kingdom Christmas

It was Christmas Eve, and over in ToonTown, at McDuck Manor, a huge Christmas party was being thrown, all courtesy of Mickey Mouse.

All of Mickey's close friends were all enjoying themselves, doing their own things.

Donald and Daisy were getting ready to sit down on the couch together, all while looking at each other with enamoured looks. But right when they sat down, a loud fart was heard on Donald's side, much to to their shock and Donald's embarrassment, prompting his face to turn red. But upon looking down, Donald would find a whoopie cushion underneath him. After seeing it, he heard what sounded like snickering, and upon turning to the left, he saw Huey, Dewey and Louie.

"Why you little....." Donald angrily muttered as his face started to turn red.

Soon enough, he got up yelling and started chasing his nephews, who were laughing during the whole thing. Meanwhile, Daisy just sighed and rolled her eyes.

Goofy was decorating the Christmas tree, all while standing up on a stool.

But suddenly, the stool toppled over, taking Goofy with him, prompting him to land face-first on the floor.

Roger and Jessica Rabbit were kissing under the mistletoe.

Max was awkwardly flirting with Roxanne.

Chip, Dale, Monterey Jack, Gadget, Zipper, Pete, PJ, Pistol and Bobby were helping themselves at the food table.

Peg was chatting with Clarabelle, Della and Horace.

And Webby was playing with Pluto.

However, there was one person not enjoying himself.

And that was, ironically enough, Mickey himself, who was looking rather worried.

"Oi, Mickey. What's the matter?" Scrooge asked.

"Oh, sorry Scrooge. It's just that the party officially starts in 30 minutes, and I haven't seen any signs of the others." Mickey answered.

"Don't worry, lad. I'm sure they'll be here soon." Scrooge stated.

Over in The Land of Legends, up in the woods of Oregon, Paul Bunyan had just cut down a massive Ponderosa pine.

Soon after, Paul picked up the massive tree and slung it over his right shoulder.

"Well Babe! Looks like we got the perfect tree for the party!" Paul said to his faithful ox, who nodded in agreement, "Now we all gotta do is find a quick way to ToonTown."

"We can help with that!"

Upon hearing this, Paul and Babe instantly looked down at the railroad right below them, where they saw the legendary locomotive, Cannonball, which was being driven by who else? But Casey Jones.

And inside the train were the people of The Lands of Legends (as well all the other realms of Westernland), who were all sticking their heads out the windows.

“Hey fellas! Heading off to the party?” Paul greeted his friends down below.

“You bet we are!” John Henry responded.

“Same here, but I think I’m gonna be late.” Paul stated.

“I don’t think so, big guy.” Pecos Bill remarked as he pointed over towards the end of the train, which had a massive open cart that was huge enough to fit Paul, Babe and the pine, much to their surprise.

“Did you guys make that?” Paul asked.

“Yep! Just for you and Babe!” Johnny Appleseed answered, prompting Paul to smile wide.

"Well then.....what are we waiting for?" Paul said as he and Babe immediately got into their speciality cart, "Let's get this show on the road!"

"Way ahead of you, Paul!" Casey called out.

And with the pull of a lever, The Cannonball instantly took off as fast as a speeding bullet.

High up in the skies of Neverland, the people of the realms of Fantasyland were soaring, thanks to some pixie dust.

While most of the people were doing quite fine, some were struggling.

Like Eugene, who was looking quite uneasy and frequently stumbling in mid-air.

"P-P-Peter, was this really the best way to get to the party?" Eugene asked.

"Of course it is, Eugene! By flying, we'll get to ToonTown in no time!" Peter answered.

"Well, as you can clearly see, some of us are not exactly the best at flying." Eugene stated.

"Don't worry, Fitzherbert! It just takes some time to get used to it. Just keep thinking happy thoughts, and you'll be good!" Peter explained.

"Happy thoughts, huh?" Eeyore questioned in his usual sullen tone.

Just then, he slowly started to descend, much to his and everyone else's shock.

"Oh no...." Eeyore stated with a frightened look.

Luckily, Belle quickly swooped down and grabbed Eeyore.

"Thanks Belle." Eeyore said with a small smile.

"You're welcome, Eeyore!" Belle responded.

Over in London Town, Roger and Anita were getting into their car, which was accompanied by Pongo and Perdita, Casey, his wife Mrs. Casey, and their nine daughters The Caseyettes, Mary Poppins, Lady, Tramp, Jock, Trusty, and The Dapper Dans.

"Alright gang, is everyone ready?" Roger looked back and asked the group.

"YEAH!" everyone cheered.

"Great! Then we're good to go!" Roger exclaimed.

"Now hold on Roger. Aren't we forgetting something?" Anita asked her husband.

Although confused at first, Roger finally realized what she met as a white lightbulb with black spots appeared briefly above him.

And so, Roger proceeded to whistle, much to the confusion of everyone else.

But that confusion would instantly fade when they felt the ground beneath them shake.

Soon enough, the entire was flooded with Pongo and Perdita's 99 puppies.

"Okay! Now we're good to go!" Roger exclaimed as he and Anita were smushed against the window.

And with that, the group finally took off.

Over at Springfield, the main families and friends of the ToonTown realms were all riding in The Simpsons' car, which was expanded (thanks to Phineas and Ferb) in order to fit everyone.

"Okay gang! We should be arriving in ToonTown in no time!" Homer exclaimed.

But suddenly, Penny was hit with a wave of realization.

"Guys! We have to go back to Wizville!" Penny screamed in a panicking tone, startling everyone.

"Why?!" Homer asked.

"We forgot my friends!" Penny answered.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions instantly turned to non-caring ones and Homer didn't show any signs of turning around.

"Uh.....guys?" Penny asked, confused.

Over in the vast space of The Galaxy Far, Far Away, The Rebel Alliance were flying in The Millennium Falcon, where in the cockpit, they were listening to a particularly strange song on the radio.

It was obviously sung by Chewbacca, and it sounded like he was singing the melody of Silent Night.

Everyone was absolutely confused, Chewbacca was looking quite proud of himself, and Han just looked annoyed.

"Uh........Han. What the hell is this?" Luke asked.

"This is Chewie's Christmas album." Han answered.

"Chewie has a Christmas album?! But how? He can't even talk!" Luke asked, genuinely stunned.

"Hey, they'll make anyone a star nowadays." Han remarked.

Over in Cosmopolis, the characters of the Tomorrowland realms were all riding in Jumba's ship.

Unfortunately, they were currently stuck in intergalactic traffic.

Everyone was looking rather bored, while Stitch, who was in the driver's seat, was looking quite angry.

After hearing a honk, Stitch proceeded to yell in his alien language, much to everyone's shock.

"Stitch! You can't say that about people's mothers!" Woody stated.

Over in The World of Marvels, the heroes and their close associates were flying in The Quinjet, which was being driven by Spider-Man (P), who was jamming out to the radio.

They were using an old-fashioned map of the realms to find a way to ToonTown.

"Okay, now we gotta go south. No I mean.....uh...." Wolverine was trying to give directions, "I don't know man. Who do I look like, Magellan?"

"Howlett, you couldn't even spell Magellan." Hulk grimly remarked as he was holding and looking at the map.

"Well try giving it to Daredevil." Wolverine suggested, which got him deadpan looks from everyone, including the aforementioned vigilante.

"You're joking right?" Captain America asked, just as Spider-Man (P) decided to take his hands off the wheel and look over at the map.

"Hey it's right here! This way!" Spidey (P) stated.

"Yeah, Spidey's right!" Hulk added.

"Uh Peter......who's currently driving The Quinjet?" Captain America asked.

Soon enough, everyone instantly looked up from the map.

And upon doing so, they found themselves flying right towards a plane.

Everyone started screaming in horror as Spider-Man (P), Captain America and Mr. Fantastic instantly grabbed the wheel and started turning it.

Although it was close, they were luckily able to steer it clear of the plane.

Once they were back on track, everyone was left completely shaken.

"Does this thing come with auto-pilot?" Spider-Man (P) meekly asked.

Over in Tropical Waterways, the characters of the Adventureland realms were riding on The Congo Queen (which was being driven by Frank Wolff) down the Congo River, all while fleeing from a pod of angry hippos.

"Murder water horses, gaining!" Timon called out in a panicking tone as the hippos were indeed gaining on the boat.

"Of all the rivers to go down, why'd it have to be The Congo?!" Moana asked Frank.

"The Congo is the fastest route to the portal out of this realm! The other rivers like The Amazon would've taken us much longer!" Frank explained.

"Well I think we should've taken The Amazon instead. I'd rather deal with caimans, anacondas and piranhas than hippos any day of the week!" Moana remarked.

Back at McDuck Manor, the party had officially started and there were still no signs of the others.

Mickey looked down at his watch and promptly sighed with a saddened look on his face.

But suddenly, a knock on the door was heard, promoting Mickey to get up and answer it.

When he opened the door, Mickey was greeted by a loud.....

"MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!"

Which came from the characters of all the other realms, much to his joy.

"You guys actually made it! We thought you guys weren't coming!" Mickey cheered.

"Of course we were gonna make it! We wouldn't miss this party for the world!" Cinderella stated.

"We brought presents!" Elsa stated as the characters of Fantasyland and Tomorrowland pulled out several gifts.

"We brought food!" Stan Pines stated as the characters of Westernland and Adventureland pulled out various delicacies from their respective realms.

"And Paul even brought a Christmas tree!" Luz stated.

"Yep!" Paul said as he placed the pine down, much to Mickey's surprise.

"Wow! This is incredible! But.....decorating this tree is gonna take a quite awhile." Mickey stated.

"I don't think so, Mickey." Merlin remarked.

After swishing his cane, the pine was suddenly decorated with all kinds of decorations. Bulbs, ornaments, lights, you name it!

Everyone was left in complete awe by the massive Christmas tree standing before them.

Suddenly, Daisy came outside.

"What's everyone standing around for? The party's inside! C'mon on!" Daisy ecstatically told everyone.

A short while later, everyone was now inside McDuck Manor.

They were chatting, eating, drinking, opening presents, making love, playing games, and dancing.

Over at the food table, Mickey and Genie were having some hot cocoa.

"You know Genie. This may be the best Christmas I've ever had so far. And the best part about it is just being able to spend it with the great people of this universe." Mickey said.

"You can say that again, Mick!" Genie replied as the duo decided to clink their glasses together.

Suddenly, a ring from the doorbell was heard.

"I'll get it!" Genie said as he flew over to the door.

"Welcome to the pa-"

But before he could finish, his eyes widen in shock as he was greeted by the sight of all the villains of the universe.

"Why thank you, Genie." Maleficent said in her usual wicked tone.

"You're welcome......" Genie grimly said as his faced turn into a deep scowl, "You guys mind standing out while I get you guys a welcoming present?"

"With pleasure." Maleficent replied.

And so, Genie went back into the manor, shutting the door behind him.

"So what do you guys think the gift's gonna be?" Maleficent asked her fellow companions.

"Well knowing him, it's probably a gonna be massive plate of baklava, or a collection of scimitars, or....."

But before Jafar could finish, all the villains were crushed by a gigantic piece of coal.

"A giant piece of coal....." Jafar weakly muttered.

Bret Iwan as Mickey Mouse

Tony Anselmo as Donald Duck

Tress MacNeille as Daisy Duck

Bill Farmer as Goofy

Enn Reitel as Scrooge McDuck

Greg Eagles as Paul Bunyan

Gary Anthony Williams as John Henry

Jess Harnell as Pecos Bill

Michael Sinterniklaas as Johnny Appleseed

Dee Bradley Baker as Casey Jones

Matthew Mercer as Eugene Fitzherbert

Blayne Weaver as Peter Pan

Peter Cullen as Eeyore

Julie Nathanson as Belle

Jeff Bennett as Roger Radcliffe and Merlin

Kath Soucie as Anita Radcliffe

Dan Castellaneta as Homer Simpson

Kyla Pratt as Penny Proud

Eric Bauza as Luke Skywalker

Ross Marquand as Han Solo

Chris Sanders as Stitch

Jim Hanks as Woody

Steve Blum as Wolverine

Fred Tatasciore as The Hulk

Josh Keaton as Spider-Man (P)

Roger Craig Smith as Captain America

Nathan Lane as Timon

Auli'i Cravalho as Moana

Andrew Mordago as Frank Wolff

Jennifer Hale as Cinderella

Danielle Bisutti as Elsa

Alex Hirsch as Stan Pines

Sarah-Nicole Robles as Luz Noceda

Jim Meskimen as The Genie

Susanne Blakeslee as Maleficent

Jonathan Freeman as Jafar

[morose-melodies]

hiii! can u write yan capitano, or yan pierro, or yan pantalone with a darling that is very private and mysterious? in a sense that there is no information about darling or anything abour darling. thank you! ❤

untold past | yandere! pantalone x reader

content warning: brief mention of animal death and stalking??? idk what to call it but pantalone does background checks on reader!!

your routine is simple and remains the same.

you do nothing out of the ordinary and you're always content no matter what. you keep to yourself and don't go out much.

you have a pet cat and you moved to snezhnaya six months ago but where you're from originally is unknown. you live with a roommate, an older woman, and work with the adventure guild.

that's everything pantalone knows about you. that's all he can know about you. he has done multiple background checks on you but surface-level information seems to be the only thing he can get from it.

and it's starting to become a problem.

it started five months ago, a month after you came to snezhnaya. there you were, at a park, feeding cats, whilst gently cooing at them, what you were doing was sweet but he paid no true interest and went on his way.

a week later, he walked past the park once again and there you were, feeding the cats once again this time he called out to you, "excuse me?" you paused and turned to face him, your face flushed from the cold weather.

"yes?"

"could those cats be yours? if so, why haven't i seen you around before?"

"I like to pretend they are." you laughed, ignoring his last question and your laughter was sweet so he smiled.

"hm, take good care of those cats. some kids have been coming around and bothering them." then he walked away, not waiting for a reply.

the next week, he passed by once again, this time, he had you in mind when he passes, wondering if you'd be there and you were, with one less cat.

"hi," you waved at him and he paused in his steps, a small smile growing on his lips, as he motioned to the group of cats in front of you, "hello... there's a missing cat, did something happen?"

"I think he ran away... I'm not sure," you smiled, but it seemed doubtful and perhaps hesitant.

"what a shame."

"yeah, I'll probably go looking for him tomorrow," you pursed your lips as you ran your hand across the back of one of the cats.

tomorrow, huh?

"well, I wish you the best of luck... i never got your name."

"it's (y/n)."

"well, I wish you the best of luck, (y/n)."

(y/n)... pantalone smiled as he walked away.

later that night, when pantalone was alone with his thoughts, he thought about you.

you like cats, that's nice.

you seem kind.

you wear thick coats, the expensive kind.

along with the expensive kind of hats.

you must always be so warm.

a pen slowly rolled from his desk and dropped to the floor, causing pantalone to stop thinking of you and continue his work.

... should I help (y/n) tomorrow?

...

the next morning was cold and seemed still.

most people were still sleeping at this time, but not you, because you need to find a cat.

you shivered from underneath your coat as you walked through the park. this was out of the norm for you, you usually wouldn't wake up so early or come to the park two times in the same week.

this ruined your routine, but hopefully, it would all be worth it at the end. "where are you, louie?" louie was the cat's name you decided to give him.

near the front of the park, pantalone stood, hands pocketed and eyes weary. he stayed up last night, he thought about you and if he could come to help you.

this foreign feeling inside of his chest was starting to bother him, more and more. he decided to drop by the park and was going to make it seem like a coincidence, speak with you then leave.

and perhaps never speak to you again.

"where are you, louie?" you called out again, peaking behind trash bins, into hollowed trees and bushes.

"louie?"

you paused and turned to see the man who would occasionally walk past the park while you were here, "louie is the cat's name. if you saw him, you'd understand his name," you smiled.

"well, how does this louie look?" pantalone asked and you rubbed your chin before saying, "he's orange and kinda chunky and has a few dark brown spots on his back."

"oh, he sounds adorable, " but not as adorable as you, "ill keep a watchful eye out for him," pantalone smiled when he noticed your eyes light up, "thank you. he's a good cat, i wouldn't want him to get into trouble. "

...

trouble, huh?

pantalone passes the park every day, wondering when you'd be there, wondering if you'd go there for any reason other than to feed the cats which you only do on saturdays.

it was getting dark out as he passed by, but in the corner of his eye, he saw a cat. he paused, before glancing over to it and if he was correct, it was louie.

but louie didn't seem to have any life left in him. "... what a shame," he really wanted to bring louie back to you, alive. he wanted a reason to approach you, in a positive way, he didn't want to tell you louie was dead.

pantalone sighed, before continuing his walk home.

...

"did you ever see louie?" you asked, a wool scarf muffling your words as you spoke. pantalone hesitantly nodded.

it didn't take much to figure out louie was dead, considering he was nowhere to be seen. "he's dead?" you asked for confirmation and pantalone nodded once again.

"did he die naturally?"

"no. what happened to him was far from natural."

you pursed your lips, your gaze lowering, "that's a shame. he was a good cat, very cuddly. "

then you lifted your gaze to pantalone and said, "I never got your name, what is it?"

"pantalone."

...

it seemed to pantalone that you were the only thing he thought of. amid work, he thought of you and in the dead of night, he thought of you.

but who are you?

he knows barely knows anything of you. all he knows is your name and that you like cats... perhaps he should look into you a little.

just a little.

...

your routine is simple and remains the same.

you do nothing out of the ordinary and you're always content no matter what. you keep to yourself and don't go out much.

you have a pet cat and you moved to snezhnaya six months ago but where you're from originally is unknown. you live with a roommate, an older woman, and work with the adventure guild.

that's everything pantalone knows about you. that's all he can know about you. he has done multiple background checks on you but surface-level information seems to be the only thing he can get from it.

and it's starting to become a problem.

[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~

[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.

[eljeebee]

Winter Interlude: College plans, and a birthday to celebrate

“Hey Julie!”

“Sid! Hi!”

“Are you in Hidden Springs already? How is it? Mason – it’s Lou’s brother – told me to ask you if there are real fountain of youth in Hidden Springs.”

“Hahaha! I wish, Sid! Sadly, there are no fountains of youth back home. Please tell little Mason I’m very sorry.”

Sid giggled, “I will.”

“Anyway, we’re still in Del Sol Valley. Our flight is tonight, so we’re making the best out of this day before we go to the airport. I think my brother is playing with Louie right now.”

“Lou, check my build, do you see the damage?”

“Very nice, Mousse. Check mine. I got this armor following that trail near that cave.”

“Yeah, I heard him shouting. Auntie Soph ran to his room – she thought something happened to him.”

Julie let out a chuckle.

“Oh, right! I meant to ask you: what are your plans for college? Are you going to attend uni in Hidden Springs?”

Julie hummed, “Mousse wanted to enroll in Computer Science…”

“Just like Lou?”

“Yes, just like Lou,” Julie laughed. She continued, “And we’ve been searching for the best universities that offer that program, and Foxbury Institute is one of them. I heard Foxbury offers programs that are more on science and technology.”

“Yes, they do! I’m going for Psychology, actually.”

“That’s great, Sid!”

“What about you?”

“I want to do Economics, like Bernie…”

“So Foxbury too?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Wow, I thought you’re going to Britechester.”

“So does Mummy. Some of our cousins attended there, so the family expects us to attend too. Grandmum isn’t amused – you know, tradition – but Bernie convinced her.”

“That’s great to hear, Julie!”

“Hey! You know what, we could stay in one dorm! How does that sound?”

“That sounds great, Julie! I’ll let Aunt Soph know.”

“I’ll ask Penny to look for dorms, and then I’ll show you.”

As Sid continued chatting with Julie in a video call, Mason went to her Mama.

“Mama, my birthday is near!” he announced triumphantly.

“Gosh, you’re right! C’mere!” Sophia held him up, grunting.

She carried him like he was a baby, her baby. Sophia let out a coo as she turned around, Mason giggling nonstop limbs wrapped around his jolly mother.

“Do you want anything for your birthday?”

“I want a cake!”

“Okay, Papa and I will make you a cake,” Sophia nodded. She looked at his youngest, heart squeezing. He’s growing up, just like his brother, she thought.  

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[liaromancewriter]

for the <100 drabble:

Ethan, Max, divorce

Taking Care of Business

Premise: Ethan is presented with an important contract.

Book: Open Heart (post series) Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Cassie Valentine); feat. Max Valentine (M!OC) Rating/Category: Teen. Fluff. Words: 760

A/N: Submission for @choicesseptemberchallenge2023 day 25 prompt: surprise; I'm using @choicesflashfics week 52, prompt 3.

The knock came at the most unfortunate time. Ethan Ramsey was feeling harried after waiting two hours for the workers only to have them arrive with the wrong materials and take another hour to return with the right ones.

He swung open the front door to his apartment, his scowl turning right side up when he saw his best man on the other side.

“Well … this is unexpected,” Ethan said, stepping back to let Max Valentine in. “I thought you were traveling.”

“Caught the red-eye from Berlin,” Max explained. He held up a legal-sized manila envelope. “We have business to take care of, mon frère.”

Ethan smiled wryly, shaking his head. Max had started teasing him with that term after Ethan commented last time on the oddity of being anyone’s brother-in-law.

The younger man paused in the middle of the living room floor and frowned at the banging coming from the bedroom.

“Bad timing?”

“Ignore that.” Ethan waved away the sound and invited Max to sit at the kitchen island. “Changing up some things in the bedroom and ensuite before Cassie moves in.”

Ethan switched on the electric kettle and espresso machine at the same time. “Does your sister know you’re in town?”

“Yeah, we met up for brunch earlier,” Max said, brushing one hand down his hair and rolling the kinks out of his neck. His lips kicked up in amusement. “She thought this,” he nodded at the envelope, “would be better handled by me than Huey, Dewey, and Louie.”

“Our family’s lawyers,” Max added when Ethan looked confused. “Don’t worry, they’re not actually called that. Inside joke between Cassie and me.”

Ethan recalled the brief conversation with his fiancée last week. Given the short turnaround between their engagement and wedding, her family had been pushing to get the prenuptial agreement signed sooner rather than later.

Max removed the papers from the envelope and turned them towards Ethan.

“You’ll find the terms are very generous. Cassie wouldn’t accept anything less. You both keep what you bring in, equitable division of marital property, yada, yada,” he said. “Still, have your lawyer take a look and redline it. I’ll forward the electronic document to you.”

Ethan scanned the papers, noting the provisions for divorce, infidelity and dissolution of marriage by either party. The lawyers had done a thorough job of outlining all scenarios. What did it say about him that he was unfazed by this?

“There’s one non-negotiable clause,” Max continued as Ethan flipped the page. “You’ll receive shares in the Hudson Group after the ceremony, but they’ll revert to the family in case of divorce or death unless you and Cassie have kids.”

“Be honest,” Ethan mused, peeking at Max over the papers. “What are the chances of your sister divorcing me or letting me divorce her?”

“Since Cassie will have you buried six feet under before you can finish that thought, I’d say slim to none,” Max laughed. “But the Group’s lawyers don’t share her sunny optimism.”

“Where do I sign?” Ethan took a pen out of the kitchen junk drawer.

“As your best man, I advise you to take this to your lawyer,” Max said, all joviality wiped from his face. “Prenups are serious business, Ethan. No matter how inevitable the two of you think you are, I’ve seen strong marriages falter over the most inconsequential things.”

“Were any of them Valentines?” Ethan asked curiously.

“Not the immediate relations, but—”

“I appreciate you looking out for me,” Ethan interrupted, putting a hand up when Max started to speak. “But I’m not marrying your sister for her money or for shares in the Hudson Group. I have a comfortable life, and my father is taken care of. I don’t need anything else.”

Max drummed his fingers against the quartz countertop and stared at Ethan. The considering look in his green eyes was so similar to the one Ethan often witnessed in Cassie that he almost did a double take.

“Fine.” Max reached for his phone. “I’ll have the lawyers email you the DocuSign link. An electronic signature is easiest and more convenient since they need to file the paperwork before the wedding.”

Ethan smirked when Max threw him an annoyed look, again so much like his fiancée. “Cassie told me you’d do this, but I was adamant that you were too level-headed to sign a legal contract without proper advice. You just cost me two hundred bucks.”

“You can afford it,” Ethan said without remorse before turning away to switch off the whistling kettle. “Tea or something stronger?”

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[dexppomp]

HIHI HOHO

OKAY So, Time travel episode ! Something goes wrong while the boys are trying to get rid of the timetub. Transporting them into the future.

Dewey gets transported near an adult Louie’s estate, who’m has actually been able to start up his own pretty successful company (with some funding from his good ol’ uncle ofcourse)

Huey, comes across an adult dewey who has taken over LP’s job as Scrooge’s personal driver, and at night is a local tv host (LP basically lives with Jim now)

Louie teleports near a woodchuck cabin in which, adult Huey is signing up new Junior junior woodchucks.

During all of this, in the main timeline, the magic gang is having another one of their sleepovers ! They are having their average fun, summoning spirits and ghouls.

Until suddenly they get suspicious of none of the boys showing up anywhere around the house.

No generic theme show music blaring from the boy’s bedroom. No Ottoman Empire™ being watched in the television room. No sound of book paper being whirled trough.

They go and ask Beakley, where the boys might be. Her telling them that they are cleaning up some mess they made in the attic. Going up there they come across the Timetub, beeping and booping, as if it has just been activated, with a date simply displaying “Future” with under it written in very small letters “Highly unstable, do not use”.

Violet is quickly to point out that there is a high probability that the boys have used the timetub to go into the future. But that it would be best to not follow in their footsteps.

However before she even gets the chance to get that far in her sentence. Webby is already dragging Lena with her into the tub yelling about bringing the boys back.

Violet decided to simply not join them and goes to search for Gyro at his lab, wanting to know what kind of “unstable” he exactly meant

(I did not expect to start writing like and actual story I was just trying to find a way to have those two go into the future)

Just like with the boys, the tub messes up and puts them near their counter parts adult version

BACK TO THE BOYS REAL QUICK

(Going to use A!Name to differ adult versions from current version)

Dewey simply walks into the estate and upto the office where A!Louie is in the middle of a business call. The moment he notices Dewey walk in, he panics and ends the call. Confused about why a younger version of his brother, has entered the room.

Huey on the other hand simply climbs in to the car while A!Dewey is waiting for Scrooge to come. And simply just immediately begins explaining him the situation. Asking him questions about what year it is and if he knows how to get back and pretty much everything he needs to know to get back.

Louie has a different plan, thinking that it wouldn’t be a smart idea for his adult brother to know he is here, he decides disguise himself as a junior junior woodchuck and put on a whole thought out persona to be as in suspicious as possible. He gets signed up with pretty much no hastle outside of A!Huey being suspicious of him.

BACK TO WEBLINA CONTENT

Webby deploying in the middle of Duckberg. Confused on where and when she exactly is she runs to the first person she can see, a tall woman sitting outside at a small cozy cafe.

She taps on the womans shoulders and asks where she exactly is and what the date might be.

As the woman turns around, It gets revealed she is adult Lena. (Insert your own adult design here). She first answers without too much thought and a giggle. As Webby gets absolute awestruck seeing how gorgeous her best friends becomes in the future.

Before A!Lena gets up and drags Webby away around the corner real quick. Webby is just whispering to her self about how pretty A!Lena looks and that she thought Lena already couldn’t get prettier.

A!Lena beside the fact that it makes her blush a bit she immediately asks what happened and why Webby is a child again all of a sudden. Thinking she probably got hit by another Treasure or Gyro invention.

After some back and forward A!Lena understands that this a past Webby and that this must be the day they went to so many years ago.

Webby starts asking about what things are like in the future, if flying cars have been invented yet and such. Till she suddenly notices that A!Lena is still wearing her friendship bracelet. Upon noticing she immediately gleefully asks “Are we still best friends ?!” A!Lena takes a second to answer and goes “Oh’ definitely Pink”

CANT FORGET ABOUT LENA

Lena pretty much does not move from her position at all, she is still in the mansion, but time has noticeably changed. She decides to walk back downstairs. The halls having new pictures on the walls. The boys in their teenage years, a photo of Donalds and Daisy’s wedding.

As she gets closer to the main hall she heard ever so familiar humming coming from near the bathrooms. As she goes to investigate she runs into A!Webby. Putting doing up her hair and fitting up her signature bow.

Lena quickly hides behind the corner, but not before getting a glimps of A!Webby. As her heart is pounding from both being in a situation where she’d rather not be found out, and seeing this girl she has had the longest crush on, growing up to be so pretty.

But before she can even think about that, the humming stops. As A!Webby detects something is amiss. She somehow gets behind Lena and manages to hold her at blade point.

Till she notices its Lena and immediately drops the sword and blurs out “OMD LENA ITS YOU BUT LIKE YOUNG YOU YOU ARE JUST AS CUTE AS I REMEMBER WOW !!… You know not to sneak up on me like that”

Lena now being dazed and confused was atleast able to pinpoint one thing out and that was the part where A!Webby said she was cute.

Lena asks A!Webby if she really used to think that she was cute. At which A!Webby simply answers “Wait you don’t know yet ?

AND WE GO BAAACK TO THE PRESENT JUST REAL QUICK

Violet goes to ask Gyro about the TimeTub, and he explains some timey wimey shenanigans that pretty much means they can’t get them back and everyone has to get back themselves.

NOW ONTO THE BOYS FOR REAL QUICK

Dewey simply vibes with A!Louie for the majority of the time until A!Louie mentions he maybe should try and find a way back, Dewey agrees and they head towards the McDuck Manor.

Huey convinces A!Dewey to immediately drive him back to the manor (They where waiting at the Money Bin, I forgot to mention) As Scrooge just walks out of the door, the two drive away really quickly and Scrooge gets a bit annoyed

A!Huey keeps giving Louie a hard time as a junior junior woodchuck. Until Louie finally gives up the facade because he simply can’t be asked to keep doing all the physical work. At which A!Huey simply laughs and tells him he already knew that it was his brother, and tells him he remembers how they originally got back and also takes him back to the manor.

BACK TO THE LEBBY-ANS

Lena asks A!Webby about what she doesn’t know yet. At which A!Webby answers that she used to have a crush on Lena and thought that she had said it already by the time Lena got teleported to future.

Which came as a surprise to Lena. Because for a matter of fact. That has not happened yet. She takes a second to breath and goes to sit down on the ground trying to recollect her thought.

A!Webby tries to comfort her, she knows it’s a lot to suddenly take in. Lena asks “Used to ?”

A!Webby doesn’t fully respond, she just gives her a little headpat, a reassuring smile and says “in a good way”

GOING BACK TO WEBBY AND A!LENA NOW HIHIHIHI

A!Lena tells Webby about how she remembers this day very well. Which makes Webby ask if she knows how they got back and if they could find the boys.

A!Lena answers that they just need to get back too the TimeTub and the boys will get there soon too. Webby wonders where Lena is currently and asks A!Lena if she remembers “Oh very clearly, I’m with you currently”

Webby gets all exited again, just like how A!Lena has seen her many many times, it reminds her how great Webby is every single time.

While walking to the mansion, Webby keeps asking questions. “How do I look in the future ? Ooh ! And is it dangerous for me to see my future self ?”

“I don’t really think I can remember if I saw… myself ? I guess ?” A!Lena snickers a bit to herself. “But for your future self? Well I can say, you never looked better before “ A!Lena does start to feel a bit nervous.

WE ARE ALL AT THE MANOR/MANSION NOW (I KEEP SWITCHING BETWEEN THE TWO, OOPS)

All the bots arrive at pretty much the same time. But the adults have to quickly leave again. As Donald calls them up to come and babysit their nephews for a bit. But everyone gets a small look at what their future holds.

They go inside and get greeded by Lena and A!Webby. Whom gleefully says hi to the boys and they ingage in small conversation about the future and such.

Lena and A!Webby have been talking for the entire time up to this point. A!Webby telling her multiple times that she knows not to sneak up on people especially not her (Exept ofcourse it a bad guy), also explains her that she caught her getting ready to go to a cafe with a special someone. But that she shouldn’t worry with who.

Lena kind of understands what A!Webby meant with all that. And now she anxiously awaits her best friends arrival.

Webby and A!Lena approach the front door, but before opening it A!Lena holds Webby back and asks her if she is ready to go inside, because things might never be the same anymore once she does.

Webby understanding the possible ramifications of seeing your own future self and what it might do to an individual, nods her head and says “I was born ready”

They walk inside and Webby get greeted by a hug from Lena, she jokes about the fact Lena doesn’t tend to hug much. She asks if she is okay by holding Lena’s head in her hands.

Lena answers “Never been better Pink”, she looks Webby in the eyes “I know now, and so do I” She gets very blushy and awkward for a second.

Webby looks confused back, it takes her a second to figure out what Lena is talking about, but for comfirmation she looks at A!Webby, who simply gives her a nod back.

She gets so filled with excitement and happiness that she starts to still her wings. Suddenly stops and turns to Lena and goes “Does this mean we are girlfriends ??” With the most dopey yet sincerest smile on her face, the one that Lena simply never could get enough of. And she answers “I’m pretty sure it does Pink” with a loving smirk that is Webby has gotten oh so familiar with.

(During all this the Louie and Dewey are trying to not get either uncomfortable or weirded out by this display of affection, while Huey simply notes how they do make a good pair)

After a few minutes, the boys mention it should be getting time for them to go back to their own time. They all head upstairs. Webby and Lena hand in hand, Lena still blushing whilst Webby is gleefully hopping along.

THE END

I am so sorry for how badly written it is I just had a few ideas that I tried to somewhat connect together, also it is like almost 2am where I am and I began writing this at like 9. I will not be doing an revisioning because I am too tired.

Yeah, kind of just didn’t expect it to turn out to be a whole story I kind of just kept writing as I saw fit. AGAIN not a lot of it is good, and it isn’t meant to be anyway. I’m just putting down my thoughts and late night ducktale ramblings.

Hope it was atleast somewhat enjoyable