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17Darkwing Script - Part Two

Well, a bunch of you enjoyed the first part, so I decided to write part two! ... And intended it to end there, but I wound up writing the entire rest of the episode. Whaddya know.

Part of this was lifted from a RP I did with a friend. Small shout-outs to the original “Fungus Amongus” episode. Again, hope you all enjoy!

[ Inside the concert hall, the back of the stage. Drake has recovered from whatever noise he made, and begins darting about, hiding behind boxes, props, etc, as he tries to formulate what to say.]

Drake: Ms. McCawber, a pleasure, I’m sure. [Clicks tongue, shakes head.] Uh, Morgana, what’s up, you come here often? [A long groan, he hates every word that came out of his mouth.] Miss Morgana, you… [says his words slowly as he comes to a realization.] … have no security at all, do you?

[Now that he’s seen there’s no guards or anything to hide from, he walks around normally, puzzled.]

Drake: Huh! Strange. They have all that money for all those special effects, but nothing to prevent some crazy stalker from breaking in? … Not that I am one. Can’t stalk someone you’ve never met! … Why am I still saying things, stop saying things!

[ Cut to the inside of Morgana’s dressing room. A tome is open, the pages glowing. Morgana has her fingers above it, moving her hands and fingers about in a ritualistic manner. Her hair and the camera angle hide her face. She starts humming softly, every so often adding a dark singing “ahhh” to it.

Cut back to Drake. He stops, puts a hand to his “ear”, able to hear the music. He follows it to a door, where Morgana’s name has been filled it on a tilted nameplate. He holds up a fist to knock, but stops, getting that droopy-lidded stupid look again. The music has an effect on him, but not in a magical way. He uncurls his fist to sway one finger around like a conductor, and starts humming along, eyes closed.

Back inside the dressing room, Morgana lifts her head a bit, hearing his humming. Her face still isn’t shown, and she closes the book, which ceases glowing. She keeps up her song, looking in the direction of the door. Back to Drake – the two are now humming in perfect harmony. (Hint hint.) But as he blissfully keeps it up, he doesn’t see the door behind him opening. Morgana very calmly leans over to his side, still humming, tilting her head at him, her head next to his own. Drake turns his head, still lost in her voice, and finally opens his eyes to see her. His smile drops after a hot second, and he lets out a startled yelp, flailing backwards and crashing into a before-unseen pile of musical instruments, for the second time. He scrambles not to drop any, catching them awkwardly in his hands and feet.]

Drake: Why are these everywhere?! [Stops, remembering where he is and who is there. He awkwardly clears his throat.] You’re… right there! [Pause.] I just got here.

Morgana: [stands to her full height, arms crossed. She’s amused.] Yes, I am, and no, you didn’t.

Drake: Right. [Very delicately starts putting the instruments down.]

Morgana: [Inspects her nails, leaning on the doorway.] I typically don’t get requests for encores, so this is a new one. Now then… [She looks at him, eyebrows raised.] Who are you?

Drake: [Now standing proper, but still veryvery nervous.] Mall! Mallard! I’m… Drake Mallard. [His voice is doing the equivalent of falling down the stairs.] I’m a fan! As of… several… moments ago.

Morgana: Hm. [Eyeroll, shoulder shrug.] I suppose I should be grateful to have a new fan at all... I'd say it's nice to meet you, but that does beg the question –[Now she begins pointing at him, a mix of casual and wariness.]- of why you were here, if you weren't a fan before?

Drake: That’s right - Gosalyn! [He seems to have literally forgotten her, and everything else, until questioned. He straightens up, putting his fluster aside for the moment.] See, there’s this kid who’s been a fan of yours for much, much longer than I have! She’s been through a lot, and she really wanted your autograph, but she couldn’t afford to miss hockey – she loves hockey, so good at it – so I told her I’d get it for her. [He’s being sincere, he really wants this for Gosalyn.] It would just mean so much for her if I could get one for her… please?

[A close up of Morgana’s face. The teasing temptress look has been replaced by one of quiet, surprised happiness. It’s not that the other expression wasn’t the real her, but this may be the Morgana that’s usually hidden. She’s sincerely touched, a hand to her heart. It will come up in later episodes that no one’s ever asked for an autograph before, which makes this moment and expression all the more poignant.]

Morgana: [Her voice a touch softer.] … Really? My autograph? [But once the words are out there in the open, she realizes how pathetic that sounds.] I-I mean… is that all? No sweat. [Her voice and mannerisms are back to “normal”. Camera shows both of them, with Drake a little confused at the initial reaction – surely she must get such requests all the time – and Morgana re-enters her dressing room. As she walks on, she keeps talking.] Usually when parents talk to me about their kids, they’re being all whiny and complaining about me corrupting their “little angels”.

[As Morgana talks, Drake pokes his head into the room, unsure if he’s allowed inside. Camera pan across the room – spider-webs, a cracked mirror, bats hanging from the ceiling, it’s all very witchy. Back to Drake who raises his eyebrows, but decides to walk in anyway.]

Drake: Some parents are just too uptight about that kind of thing. You wouldn’t believe the objections some of them have to simple episodes of TV shows! [He rests his hand on a table, which has a spider. Which growls at him. Drake stares, and quickly moves his hand away.] I mean, I’m still new at this whole parenting things, but Gosalyn’s a good kid!

[As Drake goes on about Gosalyn’s good qualities, the camera focuses on Morgana, who has her back to him. She looks nervous, looking around her dresser in a panic. She doesn’t have proper autograph materials on hand, since she’s never given them. Her eyes fall on the tome. She glances back at Drake, smiling fondly at his gushing, then back at the tome, frowns, then shrugs it off. A page or two is harmless. She picks up a pen, opens the tome, and rips out a page just as Drake is shutting up.]

Morgana: [Turns around, writing the autograph while saying it out loud. She’s back to being confident and in charge. ] To Gosalyn Mallard. Never stop being a real one. You’re not made to fake out. Signed, Morgana McCawber. [Finished, she hands the autograph over.]

Drake: [Close up of him accepting it, pleased.] Yes, good, this is perfect! Thank you so much! She’s gunna love this! [He thumbs the paper a bit.] Nice autograph paper too! It looks like mysterious runes… guess that’s all part of the aesthetic, huh?

Morgana: [Cut to her, and the tome beginning to glow suspiciously.] Uh… yeah. Aesthetic. [She flicks her finger, making the light bounce off the book and fly into a corner while Drake isn’t looking. She rolls her shoulder, sashaying over to Drake who’s still admiring the autograph.] But while you’re still here… [Close up of Drake’s head, and suddenly Morgana’s finger is touching the underside of his beak. His eyes almost pop, instantly distracted. She drags her finger to the right, where she is standing, and tilts his head upwards at her, eyelashes all a flutter.] Does my newest fan want anything else?

Drake: [Close up of his face again, his eyes momentarily reflecting/only showing her, because that’s really all his brain can comprehend at this second. His brain is mush.] Uhhhhhhhhh. [After he blinks, his eyes are normal again. He starts to regain some form of brain function.] W-well! I'm sure you're busy, I... don't want to take up too much of your time. ...But I also... would want to take up more of your time? [Hard swallow, his heart’s racing a million miles an hour. Why can’t he talk normal?!] Your… autograph’s so good, it… kind of makes me want one of my own?

[Camera to show both of them. Morgana chuckles, and flicks his beak upward – it makes a ‘boinginging’ cartoony sound effect for a second. Drake doesn’t seem to mind – she could hit him with a 2x4 and he probably wouldn’t mind right now. Cut to Morgana now ripping out a second page, once again writing as she speaks.]

Morgana: Drake Mallard. You put a spell on me. Morgana McCawber. [She leans over to hand it over, and this time when he takes the autograph, he holds both pieces of paper to his chest.] I’d better see both you and Gosalyn at our next gig. I do so hate being disappointed.

Drake: [Nodding enthusiastically] I – I do not aim to disappoint! I will be there, rain, sleet, or snow! … And Gosalyn too of course. I’m really looking forward seeing a lot more of you, Morgana! [Beat, as he hears how that sounds.] A-a lot more of your music, of course! That’s… what I meant.

Morgana: [Chuckles. He’s cute.] And I’ll be looking for your face in the crowd… or wherever else it turns up.

Drake: [Surprised.] Really?

Morgana: [Hands behind her back, walking around and behind him, nodding her head to a side. ] Really! It’s… nice to have someone to talk to, once in a while. Someone who can really listen, someone who can just be themselves –

[The door suddenly slams open as Morgana is front if it, almost but not hitting her. She stops walking. Now in the doorway is the Cyclops, who shouts her name.]

“Cyclops”: MORGANA!

Morgana: [Deflating, dead-pan.] … Someone who isn’t constantly barking at me… what is it now, Ghoulia?

Ghoulia: You’re late! We’re supposed to be discussing our next… [She trails off as she notices someone else in the room. Cut to Drake, who waves awkwardly. Back to the bandmates. Ghoulia looks at Morgana, even more annoyed now.] … Gig. [On a re-watch, it’ll be obvious she was going to say something like heist or robbery.] Quit wasting time with the yokels and get with the band! Now!

[As Ghoulia storms off, Drake comes to stand next to Morgana, watching the Cyclops leave.]

Drake: Sheesh. I can see why you prefer new company. You really let her talk to you like that?

Morgana: [A resigned sigh, before she tosses her hair and pretends this is fine.] She’s… always a little bitter after a performance. But I do have to get going. [She gives Drake a smile, which he returns.] It was nice “spending time” with you… Drake Mallard. Don’t be a stranger.

[Morgana sashays out of the room, and Drake leans out of the doorway, fumbling to think of a way to properly say goodbye.]

Drake: I-It was nice meeting you! Thanks again for the autograph! I mean it, she’s really gunna…

[Cut to Morgana walking with the rest of the band, their backs to Drake, the rest of them laughing evilly. Close up of Morgana, who glances behind her. She smirks, then blows a kiss to Drake.]

Drake: [Cut back to Drake, looking half-lidded and dumb once more.] … love it… [He sighs dreamily, tilting to a side… and about to land in a pile of instruments again.] NOT AGAIN! [Crash, Gosalyn’s autograph flies out of his hands and covers the screen – now Gosalyn’s hands are holding it, and she gasps.]

Gosalyn: You really did it! Oh my gosh, this is the best gift ever!

[Pan of the interior of Darkwing’s lair. It’s late at night. Drake is getting dressed up as Darkwing. Launchpad is making some repairs to Darkwing’s plane. Gosalyn takes a few selfies with the autograph as she talks. Drake is pretty darn pleased at how happy this has made Gosalyn. ]

Gosalyn: I can’t believe I’m holding this in my hands! I can’t believe you spoke to her! Is she just as awesome as is she on stage?

Drake: Even more awesome, if you can believe it. [He’s adjusting the cape to his lapels. Gosalyn slows down, walking back and forth in front of Drake with meticulous steps. She’s a plottin’. Drake just nods along as she talks, still dressing up. ]

Gosalyn: Sooo. Since you know how super-amazing she is, you understand why I want to hear all of her music. Buuut! There’s this super-secret track she’s released online, and you have to pay to hear it. Aaaand because you’re such an amazing dad, you would have no problem giving the money for it, which iiis… Five hundred bucks?

Drake: [His mouth is open, ready to agree, until he “re-hears” the dollar amount.] FIVE HUNDRED DOLLARS?! For one song? Absolutely not!

Gosalyn: [Whiny, tugging on his cape.] Come on, pleeease? I’ve got to hear this song! And besides, you’ve got money for all these – [gesturing around the lair.] gadgets and gizmos and vehicles… how can you afford all that, anyway, when you’re not working a steady job?

Drake: Oh, well you see it’s quite simple –

[Rapid cut to Launchpad, who pulls out a piece of the plane.]

Launchpad: Huh. Wonder what that’s for. Well, I’ll figure it out with the rest. [He tosses it over his shoulder, the camera following it to a rather large and worrisome pile of ‘confusing parts’.

Rapid cut back to Drake and Gosalyn.]

Gosalyn: Huh. Well, when you put it that way, that makes a lot of sense. [A running gag, they will never explain his money-issues, just like the original show never did on TV. ]

Drake: But the point remains! It’s a no, and staying a no.

Gosalyn: Please please please please please PLEEEAAAASE?

Drake: Yeah, that’s not working in your favor. [The rest of the costume is done, he’s putting on the hat.] Five hundred bucks… I like her, but not that much! [Gosalyn leans into his side, looking ready to troll. Drake freezes. He’s made a mistake.]

Gosalyn: You liiike her, huh?

Drake: Wh-no! I… I have a… healthy respect for her! Yeah! She’s a musician, I’m an actor, we both contribute to creativity, and I admire her talent.

Gosalyn: [After a beat, the same tone.] You liiike her.

Drake: [Like a child being teased about his crush.] I DO NOT. [He huffs, then draws himself up.] And I need to focus! There’s criminal activity afoot! W.A.N.D.A.! [He begins walking toward the large computer screen, Gosalyn following.] Have you finished with the search I asked about?

W.A.N.D.A.: [Her screen lights up.] The first search about local night robberies, or the second search ‘How to talk to women out of your league’?

[Cut to Drake and Gosalyn, Gosalyn looking more trollish than before at Drake, and Drake, now Darkwing, furiously pushing a button while muttering.]

Darkwing: The first one the first one the first one –

[ Camera focus on the screen. It begins showing videos, side by side, of people walking out of homes and apartments in a zombie-like trance with all their cash and valuables. Gosalyn is speaking over it for a few words before it cuts back to her and Darkwing, with Launchpad approaching from the back.]

Gosalyn: What’s this about midnight robberies?

Darkwing: Well, for the past couple of nights, the victims were seen walking out with their money and goods, and some shady figures in a van take them. Afterward, the victims don’t remember what happened at all.

Launchpad: They all said the last thing they remember was listening to their favorite song, and then they woke up in the streets in their pajamas. That happened to me too, once when I was flying after staying awake for six days straight and had the Darkwing Duck theme song on loop.

Gosalyn: [Beat] Why were you flying the plane in your pajamas?

Darkwing: [Ignoring this and continuing.] Supposedly the van has speakers attached to it, and I’m willing to bet it has something to do with what’s happening. It’s almost time for it happen to again, so I’ve got to take to the streets!

Gosalyn: [fists pumped, assuming she’s coming.] Woo-hoo!

Darkwing: [Without looking at her.] And people who teased me get to go home and work on homework.

Gosalyn: [fists lowered, pouting] Booooo. [As the exchange happened, Launchpad squinted at the screen, cupping his beak in thought. He has an idea.]

[Fade out. Fade in to St. Canard bridge, where Darkwing is riding the Ratcacher into the city. It takes a dynamic leap off of the bridge side and onto the street, zooming past several blocks. Close up of Darkwing’s face as he appears to see something.]

Darkwing: Ah-ha! Right on cue!

[Cut to an empty street, where more zombified adults and teens are walking out and dropping their valuables. All the while, low thudding beat can be heard from off-screen speakers. Cut back to Drake, who appears to hear it too, as he puts a hand to his “ear”. He replaces his helmet with his hat.]

Darkwing: Strange… I can hear it just fine, so why isn’t it affecting me? The mysteries continue to grow… but for now, I’ve got to save those citizens!

[The camera angle now changes to high above him as it watches him leap off the back and run off. Cut to whoever was watching him – a shadowy figure (clearly Morgana) sitting like a wild animal, hands and feet on a building’s roof, the outline showing she’s wearing a different outfit. (The villain outfit.) Another cut, same angle, of Darkwing running toward the citizens. Back to the “figure”, eyes glinting from moonlight in a show of thought.

[Normal camera angle with Drake, as he approaches one adult who is putting down a small safe.]

Darkwing: Never fear, citizen! I, Darkwing Dark, am here to save you from robbing yourself bl-[Without looking at him, the Adult punches him so hard he flies off screen. Cut to Darkwing on the ground, who then promptly sits up, insulted.] Hey! Rude! [He’s back on his feet.] I’m trying to help you! [He approaches a Teenager, trying to grab their wrist.] You don’t know what you’re doing – [The teenager grabs Darkwing by the arms, and throws him around twice in a circle before rolling him like a bowling ball, and he hits a streetlight.] …And yet, you seem to be very effective at it. [But determined, he gets up again. Now the Zombies are directly turning on him, trying to grab him and hit him. Now that he knows they’re hostile, Darkwing is able to successfully maneuver around them, but he’s trying not to hurt them.] It’s this music! As long as they hear it, they won’t stop! Gotta think… geez, this noise as bad as fingernails on a chalkboard!

[He then tilts his head at an angle, eyebrows raised and smiling – idea! He ducks another punch, running towards a closed store with a glass windowfront display. He calmly takes out a penny, and begins dragging it harshly against the glass, creating an awful fingernails-on-chalkboard-esque sound. Cut to all the zombies crying out, covering their ears and closing their eyes. After a moment they open their eyes, looking normal and confused, with chatter in the background of asking what’s going on and why they’re outside.

Cut back to Darkwing, looking very smug at his idea working… until the glass suddenly shatters into a million pieces. His pupils shrink, and he quickly fishes out a couple of bucks where the window once was, mumbling ‘sorry’ over and over again rapidly. He then straightens up again, trying to pretend he didn’t just do that.]

Darkwing: Well! One problem solved. But where is that van, and what’s the secret behind the song? [Close up of him as he walks around, rubbing his beak.] I’m sure I’ve almost got it. The criminal mastermind must be here somewhere! [He leans back, bumping into someone. He tilts his head up, and the camera pans out, revealing Morgana in her villain get-up. Darkwing’s eyes almost pop out of his skull, and he begins backing up.] M-M-Morgana M-M-McCawber?!

Morgana: [A hand to her heart, feigning surprise.] Darkwing Duck?

Darkwing: [A close up of him, as his heart attack is interrupted by confusion.] Huh? You… know who I am? [Camera to show both.]

Morgana: Of course I do! Who hasn’t heard of the one and only Darkwing Duck? The savior of St. Canard!

Darkwing: [Camera on him, surprised, and flattered.] Savior? … Well, I suppose I have saved it several times… as a hero does!

Morgana: [She begins walking behind him, fingers trailing his shoulders. The touch, for a moment, makes him go cross-eyed with his tongue out.] I’ve heard so much about this brave vigilante. How he’s so charismatic… so charming… so brilliant… but, it’s funny? [She giggles, and then turns on him, almost right in his face.] They left out how incredibly handsome he is in real life.

Darkwing: [Sputters out a wheeze. He’s not sure he can take this twice in one day.] I-I-I don’t think that sort of description comes up often in the news. [She leans back, and Darkwing clutches his chest, maybe in a desperate attempt to keep his heart from jumping out. He clears his throat, wagging one finger, semi-confident again.] Aaand I’ve heard of you too! An amazing master of lyrics and song. I… try to keep afloat of all rising stars, no matter who they are… [Camera moves to show both of them and all of the misplaced loot, as Darkwing’s tone takes a curious inflection.] … And why they’re in the middle of crime scenes? [Oh, right, this is a crime scene! He shakes his head, remembering why he’s there.] The van! It’s got to be around here! And I’ve got to ask those citizens what they know!

[He runs off screen, but Morgana ever so calmly grabs his cape and yanks him back on-screen.]

Morgana: This is a crime scene? How… frightening! [Darkwing falls on his back in front of her, dizzy. She lets go out of his cape, clasping her hands together. Camera focuses on her upper body.] And here I am, all by my lonesome, far away from the safe reaches of my stage! Oh, if only there was some charismatic, charming, brilliant, handsome hero to escort me home?

[Darkwing abruptly sits up with a cartoony spring-board effect, distracted again.]

Darkwing: Why, I happen to be all of those things! [He bounces to his feet, but stops himself, as he looks back to the confused citizens who are arguing with each other. He rubs the back of his neck, uncertain, but making a choice as he talks. ] Well… I don’t hear the music anymore, so I guess they must have gotten away… and… and it is important to make sure all citizens make it home safely!

Morgana: Perfect. I feel safer already. [She links arms with him, pretty much dragging him away. He grins, half-lidded eyes once more. As they leave, camera focuses on a mother and teenager.]

Mother: See, I knew all that dark, scary music was bad for you!

Teenager: Aw, mom, it was just one song!

[Camera pans down to a dark corner, where a familiar hand (Ghoulia’s) snatches some left behind jewelry. Commercial break.

Close-up of a street, with the Ratcatcher sliding to a halt. Pan out to reveal an abandoned theater. Darkwing and Morgana are on the Ratcatcher – Morgana’s sat behind him, legs-side-saddle, one arm around his neck. Darkwing raises an eyebrow.]

Darkwing: This is your home away from home?

Morgana: It’s free, which is all I can afford. [She begins to climb off. Darkwing watches her, still confused.]

Darkwing: Really? But… you’re a sensational songstress! Shouldn’t you be rolling in dough?

Morgana: [A close up of her face, her back to Darkwing, her voice and expression dark and angry.] Talent and profit don’t always go hand-in-hand. [A quiet snarl. But she forcefully shuts her eyes, and then relaxes, turn back to Darkwing.] But, enough about me –

Darkwing: Oh, I could never get enough of you! [Said cheerfully, not realizing how that sounds.]

Morgana: [ Puts her hands on the handlebars, leaning in, making Darkwing’s brain melt again.] How ever can I repay you for my safe journey home, hero?

Darkwing: [Stutters, then shyly averts his eyes, tugging on his collar.] Heh heh, um! A true hero needs no reward! … [Then a quiet quick mutter, not really sure she can hear it.] Though dinner and a movie would be nice…?

Morgana: How’s about this? [She cups his underbeak, then leans in to kiss his cheek. His eyes pop into hearts, and he falls off the Ratcatcher.]

Darkwing: [Off-screen, dizzily, but high-pitched and rapid.] THAT’S VERY NICE THANK YOU. [The Ratcatcher falls over and lands on him.] … THAT WASN’T.

Morgana: [Has worn the same amused smirk this entire time, looking down at him.] Sweet dreams, Dark Darling. [She turns and walks off, humming the same tune from earlier in her dressing room.]

[Cut to upside-down on the ground and under the Ratcatcher Darkwing, eyes normal but half-lidded, his smile lop-sided. He’s humming the same tune. Fade around his body to change the scene, his expression never changing, but now he’s back in the lair. He’s sitting upside-down, legs up in the air and against the Ratcatcher. Pan out to show Gosalyn near him.]

Gosalyn: You met Morgana AGAIN?! How are you this lucky! Did you get more autographs? Did you get any inside information about her?

Darkwing: [Same dreamy stupor.] Her hair smells like lavender.

Gosalyn: … Anything that makes you sound less creepy?

[Off-screen, Launchpad is heard going “Guys, guys!” Cut to him running up with a rolled up piece of paper.]

Launchpad: Guys, I figured something out!

Gosalyn: The puzzle on the back of the cereal box?

Launchpad: No, that’s still a stumper. [Angry fist-shake of vengeance.] I’ll conquer you yet, cornflake maze! [Then back to cheery.] No, it’s about the robberies! [This gets Darkwing’s attention, making him blink rapidly before trying to stand up. The family circles a table where Launchpad unfurls the paper, which has lines of names and numbers.] Something about those neighborhoods got me thinking. I’ve crashed into them a lot, and when I do, the repairs are always in the triple digits.

Gosalyn: And this is news how?

Launchpad: Everyone who’s been robbed has been super-wealthy! It’s like whoever is making them steal knew these people had plenty of money!

Darkwing: I think you’re onto something, Launchpad! Now that you mention it, the victims last night seemed way more interested in why they were out there than what they lost… W.A.N.D.A.! [The family heads for the computer.] See if you can look up whatever the victims purchased before the robberies and if there’s anything that lines up together!

W.A.N.D.A.: [Close up of her screen.] Processing request. … Information located. [Screen begins showing bank statements, flashing the number 500.] Each victim spent exactly five hundred dollars in a singular online purchase twenty-four hours before they were self-robbed.

[Back to the family.]

Gosalyn: Five hundred dollars?

Launchpad: Huh – Didn’t you say that’s how much Morgana’s band was pricing that secret single?

[Both Gosalyn and Darwking seem rather offended at the notion.]

Darkwing: You’re not saying Morgana had anything to do with this, are you?

Gosalyn: Not cool, Launchpad! She’s no thief!

Launchpad: [Upset that he’s being yelled at, gently trying to make his point.] Uhhh, well, Darkwing did say she was at the crime scene the other night…?

Darkwing: She was just… you know… [Realizing he never found out why she was there, he wordlessly moves his hands.] Finding… her muse… maybe?

Gosalyn: Just being there doesn’t make her a criminal! My role model would never do anything so awful!

Darkwing: [Defiant, confident.] Yeah, exactly! Morgana’s better than that! [Beat, he side-eyes Gosalyn.] Really no choice of me being your role model, huh?

Gosalyn: That ship sailed, buddy.

Darkwing: Dang it.

W.A.N.D.A. : Alert. Alert. Self-inflicted robberies are taking place in East St. Canard.

Darkwing: All right, this time we’ll catch them in the act, and prove Morgana’s innocence!

Gosalyn: Yeah! The real fans will always believe in her!

[Darkwing and Gosalyn run off screen. Launchpad frowns sadly, looking at the screen before joining the others. Fade out. Fade in the streets of St. Canard, with the Zombie victims walking out with their valuables. The thudding speaker music is playing again. Pan up one of the buildings, revealing the family on top. From left to right, Darkwing, Launchpad, Gosalyn. Close up to the three.]

Darkwing: Now, this time we wait for the perpetrators to show up and take the loot, then we stop them. Honestly, Launchpad, how could you accuse poor, sweet, innocent Morgana of something so heinous?

Launchpad: I was just –

Gosalyn: Morgana is the coolest, most amazing singer that there’s ever been! Nobody’s gunna diss her while I’m around!

Launchpad: [Opens his mouth to defend his point, but stops, pointing below.] Hey, there’s the van!

[Cut to red van with gigantic speakers strapped atop of it. The tires squeal to a stop in front of the screen… with the “Morgana and Ghoulies” band logo on it. Cut to the family, with Launchpad still pointing.]

Launchpad: Isn’t that Morgana’s van?

Darkwing: Someone could have stolen it!

Gosalyn: Yeah, yeah!

[Cut back to the van. The other band members begin climbing out, each one laughing evilly their own way, ready to grab the loot. Cut to the family. Launchpad is still pointing.]

Launchpad: Isn’t that Morgana’s band?

Darkwing: Clearly they’re thieving on their own!

Gosalyn: Yeah, yeah!

[Cut to the back of the van, the doors bursting open. A flurry of bats fly out, and then Morgana jumps out, riffing on her guitar, then grinning wickedly.]

Morgana: Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time to rock and rob! [Evil laugh.]

[Back to the family. Yes, he’s still pointing. Darkwing and Gosalyn has shrunken irises.]

Launchpad: … Isn’t that Morgana?

Darkwing: [A beat, then in a pathetic tone, knowing he’s wrong.] Brainwashed?

Gosalyn: [Same tone.] Evil twin?

Launchpad: [Gently, with some reproach.] Guyyys.

[Darkwing and Gosalyn both moan “Awww, maaan.” In clear disappointment. Cut back to the streets. The rest of the band are shoving handfuls of stolen goods into the van. Morgana cheerfully begins to pluck some dollar bills from a Zombie, when Darkwing’s voice sounds out.]

Darkwing: I am the terror that flaps in the night! [The Band stops, confused.] I am love song that plays on the radio after you’ve been dumped! I am…

[Cut to classic blue smoke, and our hero standing as it clears.]

Darkwing: Darkwing Duck!

[Cut to Morgana, surprised.]

Morgana: Darkwing! This isn’t what it looks like! [Pause, glancing at her own hand grabbing a bill that’s in a Zombie’s hand.] … Who am I kidding, that wasn’t gunna work. [Gives an “oh well!” shrug, moving her guitar.]

Darkwing: [Cut to him, fists clenched, upset and hurt.] How could you do this? Using people as ATMs, using me!

Morgana: [Scoffs, now holding her guitar like one would a battle ax.] Oh, please! You were drooling over me like a vampire at a blood bank! You were using me as much as anyone else does! Now it’s time to make this a solo act!

[Morgana charges for him. Darkwing is hurt, but maybe she has a point – however, she’s a villain, and she needs to stopped. He takes out his grapple-hook-gun, using it to ‘sword-fight’ with Morgana. Various cuts between their fight and Launchpad trying to duke out the other members of the band, along with Gosalyn trying to empty the van and avoid the band-mates grabbing her.

Morgana manages to thwack the gun out of his hand – it lands on a broken juke box outside waiting for the dumpster to pick it up. The hit makes it turn on and play a love song. (It’s a Date, maybe?) She kicks him in the face. The camera follows him as he lands in a rose bush. His face pops out, a rose in his beak. He shakes his head, then runs back into the fray. More kicks and punches are exchanged, block for block, hit for hit. At one blow, Morgana hits a wall, and above her, several perfume bottles on a window ledge topple over and spill on her. She tries to shake it off, and then resumes the fight.

Darkwing manages to grab her guitar and throw it away. Cut to two men on the sidewalk, holding boxes of fireworks.]

Guy 1: I told you, nobody is interested in Valentine’s Day fireworks!

Guy 2: Oh, you don’t have a romantic bone in your body!

[The guitar flies their way, smacking into the boxes, and the fireworks go off, making the men yell. Back to the fight – Morgana and Drake are both climbing up a building while still fighting. Their blows are matching up in almost perfect alignment, and they might be smiling. Cut to Gosalyn dodging the claws of Ghoulia, rolling on the ground then getting up.]

Gosalyn: Once he’s done with Morgana, you guys are done! I know even right now he’s…

[Cut to the top of the building, with only the silhouettes of Darkwing and Morgana seen. This way, it looks more like they’re in an epic yet romantic tango than a fight.

Cut back to Gosalyn and Ghoulia, who are wearing matching expressions of sheer confusion.]

Gosalyn: … They are fighting, right?

Ghoulia: I think so? Kinda?

[Gosalyn shrugs, then elbows Ghoulia in the gut before running away, and Ghoulia gives chase. Back to the fight with Darkwing and Morgana shown normally again. They’re apart, but panting, exhausted, yet somehow not angry at each other. Focus on Morgana, holding her arm, breathing hard, backing away.]

Morgana: You really don’t know how to quit, do you?

[Focus on Darkwing, who finally spits out the rose.]

Darkwing: I could the same thing about you.

[Split-screen of them both, rather admiring the other – but then Morgana yelps. Camera cut to reveal that as she was backing up, she was accidentally teetering off the edge, and she’s losing her balance.]

Darkwing: Morgana!

[He runs over to save her – he catches one of her hands, and his other hand lands on her back, she grabs his shoulder, one arm flayed out behind her, winding up in him dipping her. Camera backs away to show the Valentine’s fireworks exploding in the sky, three hearts of different sizes, one right after the other. The music is reaching crescendo.

Close-up of Darkwing’s face, with a few of the rose petals from before fluttering about. He blinks. He’s blushing. Oh.

Close-up of Morgana’s face. Some of that perfume from before is dripping off of her hair. She blinks. She’s blushing. Oh.

Camera cut to both of them. Wordlessly, without even seeming to realize what they’re doing, they begin leaning their faces together, eyes starting to close –

Launchpad’s voice suddenly cuts in, with a literal record needle scratch, a communicator from Darkwings suit.]

Launchpad: Darkwing! Did you get her? I could use some help here!

[Darkwing yelps, so startled he drops Morgana but catches her in the same second, head darting about, sputtering. As he spasms, Morgana glances around, seemingly getting an idea of her own, slowly putting her other hand on Darkwing’s other shoulder as he spews gobbledygook. ]

Darkwing: LAUNCHPAD! I-I-I… I have the prime seduction – SUSPECT! I’m sending her to commitment – CUSTODY! We just need a wedding – WARRANT!

[Before Darkwing can choke on his own tongue, Morgana suddenly reverses the dip, her back to the camera, and a big SMOOOOOCH can be heard, with what can be seen of Darkwing being frozen solid. When she pulls back, she props him on his feet, smirking. Darkwing’s tongue is lopped out, his eyes swirly. Launchpad’s voice is heard again.]

Launchpad: Darkwing! What was that? What’s happening with her?

Darkwing: [Dreamily, dizzily.] I… think I’m falling for her…

[Morgana calmly gives Darkwing a tiny push with one of her fingers, and he falls over the edge of the building. The camera follows him as he hits several awnings and ill-placed flower pots, and finally lands in a dumpster. He stands up, and the dumpster lid hits him. He manages to crawl out of the dumpster and flop onto the ground – in the next second, Launchpad’s body hits the side of the dumpster. He sits up, groaning in pain, and Darkwing’s love stupor is officially over.

Cut to the rest of Morgana’s band, chuckling darkling and cracking their knuckles as they advance on the two. Cut back to the duo, with Launchpad gulping.]

Launchpad: I think you two need couples counseling!

[Commercial break. Scene has changed to a construction site. Gosalyn can be seen hiding high above, she managed to evade capture. She looks down – camera follows her sight to Launchpad and Darkwing who are tied up individually. Darkwing is struggling with his restraints.]

Launchpad: [Sincerely, sadly.] Gee, DW, sorry your girlfriend turned out to be a fiendish, blood-sucking creature from the netherworld.

Darkwing: [Offended.] Hey hey hey! Nobody’s doing any blood-sucking!

Morgana: [Off-camera] Ah, but the night is young. [Focus on her sashaying up to them, her guitar on her back.] And my show is far from over. I wasn’t expecting special guest stars, but I can always adapt.

Darkwing: [Struggling again.] You don’t have to do this, Morgana! I know, deep down, you’re a good person!

Morgana: Weirdly enough, I think the opposite of you. We both felt that spark of something… special. [She grabs his restraints, then spins him around rapidly.] You’re above the law, you work in the shadows… I know deep down, you’re a bad guy. [She stops spinning him, but his hat is still spinning and his eyes are rolling.] You should join me! Together, we’d be the ultimate power couple! [She grabs him again, and dips him.] If the people of St. Canard, won’t rise for applause, we’ll bring them to their knees! [She pulls him right up, leaning in, eyelashes fluttering, purring.] C’mon, Darkwing, let’s be bad… together.

Darkwing: [He jerks, gulping loudly. He’s not considering the offer, but dang if that wasn’t alluring as all get out! But then he straightens up, glaring at her.] Never! I’ll always be on the side of justice, and if that means we’re on opposite sides of the dance floor, then so be it! I’ll never turn against the people!

Morgana: [Sighs, disappointed, and cradles him close to her chest, making his eyes pop.] A shame… I thought we could make beautiful music together. Oh well. [She drops him like a hot potato and he lands with a THUD off-screen. She begins to walk off, moving her guitar from her back to her front.]

[Darkwing manages to sit up after a grunt, collecting himself. As he looks at her, he sounds more sad than angry.]

Darkwing: This plot… you’re using your own fans love for you to rob them! The track is just part one, and the speakers are part two! That’s why they’re robbing themselves! How could you do that to people who enjoy your music?

[Cut to a close up of Morgana’s top half. She stops, that last sentence getting to her. Cut back to Darkwing.]

Darkwing: Do you have any idea how they’re going to feel once they realize the person they idolized… the person they wanted to succeed used them? That they were nothing more to you than a dollar sign?

[Cut to Gosalyn, looking away, indeed looking very hurt. Back to Darkwing.]

Darkwing: I know what it’s like to meet your hero… and to have them reject you so cruelly, after all you wanted was to make them proud. [As he says this, it cuts to Launchpad, looking down. Clearly Darkwing is talking about Jim Starling. Then it cuts to Morgana’s top again, her eyes wide, and then she looks aside, upset. The words are weighing heavily as Darkwing speaks.] I just… I can’t believe you’d want to make anyone feel that bad. That can’t be who you are. But… is it why you shared your music with the world? Just to hurt people?

[At that, Morgana whips around, almost on the verge of tears.]

Morgana: No! That’s… that’s not what I… That was never…

[But like Drake and Morgana’s first encounter, anything more meaningful is interrupted by Ghoulia, who yanks Morgana aside. A running theme in their episodes is that it’s always Ghoulia who interrupts such moments – symbolically showing they’re the bad influence on Morgana, and showcasing the inevitable betrayal Ghoulia will have to her leader.]

Ghoulia: Listen up, Dorkwing! If they’re really our fans, then they’ll do anything we want! And tonight, we’ve got enough power to start blasting through this whole city! C’mon, Morgana!

[Morgana fumbles, but after a breath, she steels herself, and straightens up, a villain once more.]

Morgana: Right. Let’s make tonight a rock of ages.

[As they walk off, camera pans to show the van nearby, the rest of the band ready with their instruments. Cut to a despondent Darkwing looking around – but then he stops, surprised. Camera shows to see him seeing Gosalyn, and she sees him back. He smiles, then nods, and she gives a thumbs-up.

Darkwing clears his throat, sitting up straight.]

Darkwing: Those must be some pretty powerful speakers you’ve got! [He winks at Launchpad, who cheers up, understanding the silent plan.

Back at the band, Ghoulia plugs the speakers up to Morgana’s guitar.]

Ghoulia: You have no idea! Everything else was just rehearsal… now we’re ready for the real show! Once this baby’s powered, even people who have never heard the secret song will hand over their cash!

[Cut to Launchpad’s back, as an arrow suddenly flings down. He grabs it, and begins using the sharp edge to undo his restraints.]

Launchpad: Must have cost an arm and a leg to afford a sound system like that!

[Another band-member, the two-headed troll, laughs as he opens up the same tome from earlier. The left (Jekyll) head speaks as the right head (Hyde) laughs.]

Jekyll: You better believe it! It took us forever to save up for this monstrosity!

[Cut to Darkwing’s back, another arrow, same routine.]

Darkwing: So if something happened to it, you probably wouldn’t be able to afford pulling off this scheme again?

[Cut to Morgana and the entire band. She begins to strum the guitar, and sounds annoyed.]

Morgana: It doesn’t matter! The curtain has risen on our criminal empire! There’s nothing that can stop us now! [The second her sentence finishes, an arrow suddenly flies into the right speaker, causing it to sparkle and sizzle, breaking down.] … Except that.

[Cut to Gosalyn, holding her crossbow in one hand defiantly.]

Gosalyn: Show’s over, Morgana McCawber! [She takes aim, and fires off another arrow.]

[Cut to Morgana, raising her guitar to deflect the arrow.]

Morgana: No!

[Back to Gosalyn, who keeps firing and runs along one of the construction bars. Cut back to down below, Launchpad and Darkwing are free, and head for the band. A brawl begins, but now Darkwing and Launchpad are fighting together in sync. Morgana keeps trying to knock back the arrows. Ghoulia climbs on top of the van to turn a volume knob. The thudding is now very loud, shown by the screen shaking momentarily. Cut to the top of the construction site, where heavy bars and concrete blocks are teetering on an edge, moving closer due to the hard, heavy beats.

Launchpad grabs one of the drums and bashes it on the drummer (Frankenstein)’s head and body, trapping him and throws him into the van. The force spits out a lot of the cash and valuables. The two-headed troll is tossed in soon after. Outside, the arrows are flying faster than Morgana can stop them, and they land in the second speaker, destroying it. Morgana cries out no repeatedly as it sizzles and fries. Furious, she grabs the guitar and swings it hard, smacking Launchpad and Darkwing in one strike, hard enough to send them flying. They land all the other way on the other side of the construction site. Cut to the bars above, that shock hard enough to make the roll really going.

Down below, Goslayn lands on the ground, satisfied with her role in this, oblivious to the danger above.

Cut to the van, with Ghoulia climbing into the driver’s seat and starting it.]

Ghoulia: Morgana! Grab the loot and let’s go!

[Morgana turns to do just that. Cut back to Gosalyn, as she realizes she’s encased in shadow. She looks up, and cries out – the bars and blocks are heading down!

Cut to Launchpad and Darkwing, who yell out her name in horror. Cut to Morgana, who rapidly turns around. She looks back at the loot, then back to the scene. Back and forth.

Cut to Gosalyn, trying to run. Cut to Launchpad and Darkwing, trying to get to her – all the bars fall down at once, creating smokey debris. In a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it-moment, there was a moving shadow in it all. Once the ‘smoke’ settles, cut to a horrified Darkwing.]

Darkwing: GOSALYN! [He frantically runs up to the pile, trying to move concentrate blocks and bars aside, but can’t. Launchpad runs up behind him.] Just – just hang, I’ll get you out of there! Please be okay! Can you hear me?! [As he digs in a panic, Launchpad notices something off screen. Without looking at Darkwing, he reaches over to grab Darkwing’s head and forcefully move it so he can see what Launchpad’s seeing.

Cut to a close of Morgana’s face, with closed eyes… pan out to reveal she’s on one knee, holding a surprised Gosalyn close. Clearly she ran in and grabbed Gosalyn and got her out of the way. Morgana opens her eyes, sighs in relief, and lets go of Gosalyn, putting her down. Cut to Launchpad and Darkwing, surprised, who look at each other, then back at this scene.

Back to Morgana and Gosalyn.]

Morgana: That was way too close for comfort…

Gosalyn: Um. Thanks?

Morgana: What are you even doing out here, kid? You should be home! Doing… I dunno, chores, or your homework!

[Cut back to Launchpad and Darkwing. The “homework” mention gets Darkwing all dreamy-eyed again. Back to Morgana and Gosalyn, the van suddenly screeches up to their side, with Ghoulia shouting out.]

Ghoulia: Move it, Morgana! We lost it all, and it’s all your fault!

[Morgana sighs, but gets and grabs one of the open doors of the back of the van. The van drives off. Cut to Morgana hanging off the door, still a stage diva.]

Morgana: Until we meet again, Dark Darling! [She blows him a kiss. The van drives off into the distance.

Cut to the family, all of them trying to process what just happened.]

Gosalyn: I don’t get it. Is she a bad guy, or a good guy?

Launchpad: This is the sixth weirdest break-up I’ve ever seen.

Darkwing: All I know is… she’s like a song with way too catchy lyrics… [Cut to the van driving off as he continues.] she’s not leaving my head anytime soon.

[Cut to the inside of the van. Ghoulia is ranting and raving about their loss, and it’s all Morgana’s fault. Pan over to Morgana sitting in the van, not listening. She’s strumming her guitar, humming the same tune from when she met Drake… and looking quite dreamy-eyed, sighing blissfully.

End credits.]

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Darkwing Duck Reviews Halloween Special: Fungus Amongus and Ghoul of My Dream

Happy Halloween! Halloween Havoc races to the finish with another Darkwing Double Feature! Love is kinda crazy with a spooky girl like Morgana, and in this case “kinda crazy” means a board of ghouls stealing pizza, sentient mushrooms, grumpy spiders, student lone debt, and a gremlin who somehow sees himself as a valid romantic option. It’s a Darkwing Duck Halloween under the cut.+

We’ve made it! While I got less Halloween reviews done than I would’ve liked, I’m still happy with the ones done and there’s still two more to get in the pocket before the day’s up. So with Halloween today it seemed fitting to talk about the Justice Ducks resident sorcerer and Darkwing’s Girlfriend, Morgana Macawber. Morgana was the only one of the four to stick around as a recurring character out of the four Justice Ducks: Gizmoduck would show up once more after the four parter, and sadly Neptunia and Stegamutt just seemed to vanish but the crew clearly liked Morg a lot and her relationship with Darkwing, so she stuck around for the rest of the series, and is even the focus of the final episode “Malice’s Restaurant”, as well as a sizeable part of the comics. And it’s easy to see why as Kathie Sourcie had great chemistry with Jim Cummings and Morgana’s very presence, being a sorceress raised by the munsters and living in a creepy mansion, allowed for diffrent stories than what Darkwing usually dealt with. While magic didn’t feel like it contrasted with the world, as Darkwing’s world feels like your standard superhero fantasy kitchen sink where anything is possible, most of his foes were either super villains or the kinds of super spies you’d find in a comic book. So fighting ghoouls, goblins, and Satan himself, yes that’s an episode that actually happened, no it’s sadly not on Disney plus, and yes I will be covering it eventually, was a nice out of genre experience and a nice way to put our daring duck of mystery out of his element.

She brought something diffrent to the table, both forcing Darkwing to grapple with letting someone into his life, and with having something to focus on other than Gosalyn or crime. So I wanted to see how this plays out, so expect me to cover all her episodes and not just the Satan one or the Valentine’s Day one, though like my Tom Lucitor retrospective, expect this one to also take some time. So with that all set up, Halloween is the perfect time to begin our journey with her first two episodes.. and Morgana’s Villian Career. Yeah while she only had about 9 episodes to her name, 2 of them are as a Catwoman or Black Cat style antagonist, someone whose likeable and who are hero is attracted to, but is on the wrong side of the law.

She eventually came around, but it’s still an intresting way to start things and an intresting dilema for our hero I wish stuck around for just a smidge longer. These aren’t bad episodes with Ghoul of My Dreams being a pretty good one. If I had to guess though the reason the dynamic fizzled out.. is they simply didn’t have a lot of ideas of how to use her as a bad guy. Part of the reason i’m covering these two episodes together is that they follow basically the same plot beat, the only differences being Darkwing meets Morgana in the first one and they know each other in the second, and that the evil entity who ends up turning against her she works with is different for both. The third act is also entirely unique to each episode, so it feels less like them lazily repeating themselves on an episode and more like they genuinely realized they didn’t have a ton of ideas for Morgana as a villain and thus had her reform with the Justice Ducks two parter. And I can’t blame them: fan would get annoyed if basically every Morgana plot played out the same, and this way she could know Drake’s secret identity, and thus allow the stories to use Gosalyn, though I do wish she’d shown up in one of the villian ones just to see how that played out. But still her time as a Villian is there, and is even a plot point in the valentine’s episode, so let’s see how it played out and see what I think.

Fungus Amongus

The plot here is fairly simple: there’s been a rash of mysterious thefts in St. Canard, and Darkwing is stumped.. until Launchpad asks if they can go for pizza, because he’s hungry and Darkwing is the terrible kind of boss that doesn’t’t care about meal breaks. It makes our hungry hero realize that each of the thefts are connected to PIzza Toppings, and after thwarting the bats and spiders stealing some anchovies, figures there’s only two left: Green Peppers and Mushrooms, and so he decides it’s time to split up gang and while Launchpad guards the peppers, Darkwing goes to visit the head of the mushrom company, who naturally turns out to be Morgana. The two end up taken with one another, to the board’s annoyance as Darkwing is onto them and could stop their whole evil plan and they want to just murder his ass and be done with it. But Morgana proves seduction’s a bit more useful as she sweetalks our hero into leaving, and points out given he’s also a creature of the night in a sense, she plans to turn him.. or kill him if she has to. More on that in our next episode. The facade dosen’t last long as Darkwing goes to help launchpad at the pepper place, and ends up finding out oh no the hot lady he met five minutes ago is bad! While the board plans to feed Launchpad to mutant mushrooms, while Morgana seemingly turns Darkwing into her mindless slave.. but really just played the board and switched sides, not wanting to hurt the guy she just met because he’s cute, they defeat the mushrooms and the board who turn into mushrooms in the light because....

The day is saved though we do get the one standout bit of the episode. Darkwing despite his attraction to her, wants to turn her in, while Morgana simply teleports her house away. And thus the dance begins. As for the episode... as you can tell by how brief I was... for one i’m not doing my usual died in wool recapping for these two to get them out on time. And i’m also not because this one.. is pretty thin. The mutant mushroom and boards’d esigns are cool and Morgana is intresting.. but having seen Ghoul of my Dreams first.. it’s just not as fun, funny or good on the Morgana Darkwing dynamic. Morgana just decides because she wants to ride that dick she’ll be good for a moment, and throw away her hard worked scheme, and the board is turned into mushrooms because.. well see the lex luger pic above. It’s not a TERRIBLE episode, just not a terribly intresting one. It has good elements, but they just don’t come together well and the pizza scheme isn’t as funny as the episode thinks it is. I can kinda see why this one was buried deeper into the series and Ghoul of My Dreams is where they put focus. I just don’t have a lot to say about this one, it’s just bland and uninteresting. It’s kind of why I just sorta plopped it next to Ghoul, I needed to review it for completion’s sake, but lord if I can think of a lot to say about it that isn’t tied into the next one. So since I can’t...

Ghoul of my Dreams:

Now this is better. The basic plot is still simple but allows for a lot more intresting set pieces: It’s a slow night in St. Canard, to Darkwing’s natural annoyance, until a bunch of fire fighters start sleepwalking and throwing gold to some spiders and bats. Something is afoot and since the bats belong to Morgana, Darkwing goes to investigate her. Granted we just MET eek and squeak, but it’s easy enough to assume Morgana struck again off screen and some time has passed. And i’ts honestly what makes this episode more interesting: now it’s more of a cat and mouse game, with Morgana using their chemistry against him, but still being genuinely drawn to him and not wanting to hurt him. It’s better than “I met you five minutes ago might as well throw away my money for you”. Instead Morg truly likes Drake, but wants to keep doing crimes to, in easily the best joke of the entire series “Finally pay off my student loans”.. which makes her already not really a bad guy. I may not haves em but I know people who do. Those loan people do not play around. It’s investing and Sourcie and Cumming’s chemstiry really makes it pop. Sourcie really is what makes the character, giving her energy, sedcutivness when called for and a really sympathetic quality that makes her face turn, sudden as it is, believable. It’s why I really like the character. And I get why some don’t: Her romance with darkwing is sudden, her face turn is even more sudden, and she gets in the way of Drakepad shippers. The first two are valid criticisms, while the last one is understandable.. depending on motive. If your just bummed this relationship you don’t like is forced into the show and gets in the way of the one you actually enjoy.. trust me...

BEEN THERE. And far far worse.. I didn’t start up an entire retrospective on the guy who DIDN’T get the girl here for nothing. But if you say “oh well it’s homophobic or you hate gays” if you don’t ship drakepad, which I have actually heard for both this ship and delpad.. kindly go fuck yourself and stay away from my posts. It’s NOT homophobic to ship a character who is CANOCIALLY into women, with a woman. Launchpad had a girl of the week or two in ducktales, Drake’s attraction to morgana is canon and he also had some ship tease with Neptunia. They both like women.. but there’s nothing saying they DON’T like men, don’t want to date men, or aren’t attracted to them.

Been waiting to reference Schitt’s Creek at some point here now i’ve started watching it. It’s biphobic to say this sort of harmful shit, and it doesn’t’t help there are plenty of gay people who genuinely believe bi and pan aren’t sexualities and harm their own community by doing so. Saying this kind of shit just fuels their fire and bi people like me and pan people like my firend have a hard enough time with straight people being dicks about this. You should know and be better. Don’t bring that shit into this fandom. We’ve already ridden incest out on a rail we don’t need this. I already put up with enough bullshit being a loud house fan and having to deal with ACTUAL homophobic ships like Sam/Lincoln, aka setting up a character you don’t know to be anything but gay, versus her girlfriend whose canocially been shown to be bi if preferring women, whose the proment and well like love interest of a woman, and pair her with her younger brother to clearly troll people. Now that’s a homophobic ship and that you shoudl be angry about, not “oh no the person who likes women in canon.. LIKES A WOMAN IN FANON”. It’s part of what made shiping delpad hard at times because people got really dumb about it to the point someone drew some very horrible fanart just to clog up the tag. Knock. it off.

And if your curious for my actual thoughts on Drakepad: in the classic series.. i’m not a fan, but I get it, and I do think they could work... it’s just. that Drake treats Launchpad really bad, including throwing him out of the house for a year without telling him why over something that really wasn’t his fault, not feeding him, not treating him as an equal after a while. This would have to change for them to work but I could see it happening, as the comics and one of the peisodes make a point that Drake can be a pretty shitty partner to Morgana too.

And just to show i’m equal opprtunity, despite shipping Delpad in the past, i’ve moved on to Penpad and Drakepad , ironcially enough, i’m not as big a fan anymore. LIke the above, Della just dosen’t respect launchpad as a human being. She was willing to keep the Halloween thing up JUST to scare children, looks down on him, and whie is his friend, is not all that close. I could see them happening, and do still think it’d be cute, it’d just take a ton of work and there are better ships for both. And yes I do ship Drakepad in the reboot, but there the two aren’t employer and employee, but equals who genuinely love and respect one another, listen to one another, and value each other. In the Reboot they have genuine chemistry and I could see them together, while in the original Launchpad and Morgana both really deserve better.

Now that’s settled, we get a fun scene of the two primping for each other. then flirting a bit, though Morgana, in AWFUL looking black lipstick wins with the move above and has her spider web launchpad, who hates morgana.. which is one part common sense given how darkwing gets around her and one part ho yay. But yeah this is pretty much Launchpad for both these episodes.

And darkwing dick is calling the shots so fair enough. But Morgana is once again nto wokring alone and is working with a creepy, well designed gremlin, named Nodoff... eh i’ve heard worse, whose giving her sleeping dust to knock out her targets and hits on her constnatly. Naturally he plans to betray her as soon as he can, and is likely only tolerating her because he wants to hit that. There dynamic boils down to this.

There’s also tons of fun dream sequences including one at the top with darkwing being confronted by his enitre Rogue’s gallery before seeing morgana, NOdoff using baseball on Morg’s next target and some great ones at the climax. It’s part of hwy I like this episode better: While someone using dreams for stuff has been done a lot, it’s given a creative spin here as instead of killing them, Morgana’s simply using them to steal. Good stuff.

Darkwing foils their first attempt, though gets blamed for it because St. Canard is about as grateful as New York when it comes to superheroes. Morgana knocks darkwing out with some dust via Eeka and Squeak and admits Nodoff is working for her, though fobids him to harm Darkwing. This.. dosen’t last and we get another great setpiece, of sarkwing on a high dive. Thankfully, Launchpad finds him, and they find Morgana, who gives off the student loans comment. But in the struggle to stop her, Darkwing accidently puts her and the city to sleep.. and Nodoff is now super powerful and imprisons morgana. Darkwing i s back at her house, wondering what to do, but the bats give him a clue.. by flying him thorugh the door to fight Nodoff. It goes about as well as you’d expect with him freeing Morgana.. then trying to murder them both. Darkwing however pulls an Elm Streett 3 and says to think happy thoughts and take control of the dream.. which ends up at Darkwing’s Wedding to Morgana to his horror..... remind me whose the hero again. The woman who, while doing crimes is trying to pay off unfair debts, or the guy who finds the idea of commitment horrifying.

Anyways we get some more great bits, I brush over them so I don’t ahve to talk about them conantly, including darkwing getting a cake on him, before Darkwing turns the tables by finding the hourglass full of the dust.. and in a clever finale, loading it into his gun and firing it on nodoff. This puts him to sleep.. which puts him in the real world, while Launchpad uses a giant alarm clock to wake everyone. They throw NOdoff back into the dream world.. for some reason.. and the episode ends iwth morgana kissing darkwing and the episode possibly having been all a dream.

This one, while I was again breif, is a classic, with a much more interesting dynamic. Instead of a morgana who goes from willing to kill we get one whose conflicted over things, who clearly wants to be a crook but may like darkwing more than that, as evidenced when he talks her out of taking Nodoff’s offer of riches. It’s good stuff and the gags are back to the show’s usual top notch level. It’s a creative, fun episode that really helps Morgana come into her own and I look forward to more of her. Overall i’d recommend skipping fungus amongus, but DEFINTELY check out ghoul of my dreams, as it’s throughly fantastic. I’ll be back in a bit for one last Halloween review and as always you can find my backlog on my blog. i recently covered Tiff of the Titans and there’s regular ducktales coverage every monday. Until then make sure to vote, wear a mask and check your house for gary busey till we meet again! Play us out Gerard Way!

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