Double Triangle Trouble
A Disney Duck Fanfic:
Instead of being purely based on one entity, this story takes background from Classic Donald Duck cartoons, Ducktales, and Darkwing Duck.
Stef With a F
Nightw2 (aka comickook)
Disclaimers: Disney owns most of these characters. Dumbella Duck's past as Bella Widgeon is mine, as are the characters of Melanie Widgeon, Ronnie and Lisa Mallard, and whomever else I mention in the future.
Author Notes: This story is a sequel to the stories "Back to the Nest" and "Extended Wings". Reading those stories prior this one would help; though you most likely could understand this story regardless.
Chapter 4: Reunion
Brad Eugene Palmer (AKA Nightw2 AKA Comickook)
Steelbeak, meanwhile, now garbed in his usual white suit and black shoes, entered the secret F.O.W.L. laboratory strategically placed not more than two miles from the convention site yet still inconspicuous. In the laboratory, he saw the new cyber-Eggmen he had been entrusted to control. "Okay, let's see wat youse boys kin do before we send youse out to the actual field." Steelbeak said as the Cyber-Eggmen all entered the training room.
To the metal-beaked super-spy's very pleasant surprise, the Cyber-Eggmen could all fly at subsonic speed (400 miles per hour at top speed) thanks to their heel jets, lift/press twenty tons thanks to their cybernetically enhanced strength, fire laser bolts powerful enough to instantly blast clear through two-foot-thick steel out of their built-in wrist blasters and could withstand anything short of and including 90-milimeter artillery shells at medium range thanks to the alloy their new bodies were mostly made out of. Best of all, these Eggmen were all incredibly loyal to F.O.W.L., so there wouldn't be any repeats of what happened with Taurus Bulba seven years earlier when F.O.W.L.'s laboratory crew turned HIM into a cyborg. "Heh, heh, heh. All da powa dese boys each pack, 'n dey're all unda MY control. Dis I like. Dis I like intensely. 'Tween MY brains n' dese boys' powa, dose convention-going inventors jest won't know wat hit dem. Heh, heh, heh." Steelbeak commented as he rolled out a set of convention hall blueprints, already hard at work hatching a scheme.
Meanwhile, shortly after they arrived in Rio themselves and checked into their suite, the Duck family was getting ready for their owned planned activities.
"Err, Uncle Donald, would it be all right if Dewey, Louie and I took in a little site seeing?" Huey asked politely, though, in truth, half the reason was in hoping that Gosalyn had already arrived and trying to find her if she had.
"Go ahead, boys. Just try to be careful and don't get separated for too long if you can help it. That's all I ask." Donald answered, knowing that the boys were seventeen now and could mostly take care of themselves. Besides, he was curious about seeing his old friend Jose again.
"Thanks, Uncle Donald." Huey said as he and his brothers started to work unpacking their cameras and binoculars.
After a quick swim, Gosalyn asked Morgana if she'd mind watching Ronnie and Lisa while Gosalyn took in the sights.
"Very well, Gosalyn. Just don't wander off too far or for too long." Morgana answered understandingly.
Nodding at this, Gosalyn went back into the Mallard family's hotel suite to pick up her own camera and binoculars.
In another part of Rio, the Fearsome Five all arrived in large non-descript brown overcoats and matching fedoras (EXTRA-wide brimmed in Negaduck's case) over their usual attire (or lack there of in the cases of Bushroot and Liquidator) and the individual at the register asked them to sign in.
Negaduck signed the name "Neiman A. Siss" in the register.
Megavolt was going to sign "Megavolt" when he saw the "prompter" sign Negaduck discreetly showed him and signed the name "Benjamin Tesela"
Quakerjack signed the name "Noel Theodore Topps".
Using his waterproof pen, Liquidator signed "Hughes Raynes"
Bushroot, the last to sign the register, wrote in "Damien Meteres Gaeasburg".
While the Duck Triplets were on their site seeing trip, Donald, Daisy, Bella and Melanie were heading toward the hotel's dining room.
"Well, hello there, Donaldo. Long time no see, si, amigo?" a friendly voice called out behind the ducks, who turned around to see a well-dressed green-feathered anthropomorphic parrot with multi-colored tail feathers, who just entered the room.
"Why I'll be dog-goned. How do you do, Jose?" Donald responded in good-natured greeting toward his old college friend.
"Well, my nightclub singing has been pretty profitable and I've recently had a series of very good investments with the profits I made, so I had enough to invite you and your family down to Rio. Consider it, how you say, a very late birthday present." Jose said as he and Donald shook hands.
As he looked at Daisy and Bella, Jose commented "From the pictures and letters you've mailed me, Donaldo', I could presume that this lovely being to my right is your wife, Daisy, while the goddess on Earth to my left with the adorable nino next to her is Bella. I haven't seen her in eighteen years, but even back then, she was already growing into quite the lovely lady. I'm glad to see the past eighteen years have proven me quite right." Jose said with a charming smile as he removed his hat, made a courtly bow and gently kissed Bella on the hand.
"Cool your jets, Carioca. I appreciate the flattery but I've already got a boyfriend." Bella informed him with a blushing grin.
To Be continued
Chapter 5: Conferences and Interventions
Written By: Stef with an F
Darkwing and Launchpad, both downing a disguise made their way to the Inventor's conference.
Many of the world's famed inventors were in attendance. These included Gyro Gearloose Ludwig Von Drake, and Sara Bellum, who took Darkwing for a bit of surprise, since it was his understanding that no other agents were in the area.
Launchpad assuming what Darkwing's look of confusion, added, "Well, makes sense that someone had to represent SHUSH in this matter, eh, DW?" Darkwing nodded.
"Right LP, make sure to scope the place for anyone that looks suspicious."
Launchpad nodded. He rotated the hall a few times, grabbed a few refreshments, and found a seat next to his old friend Gyro. "Hey!" Launchpad shouted a little too loudly. "Gyro, it's me. Your good old friend Launchpad McQuack!"
"Hey!" Gyro replied, giving Launchpad a hug. "Been a long time."
"Yes it has! Oops! Doing a low profile, better be a bit more quiet," he adds in a slightly lower tone.
Meanwhile, while Launchpad is reacquainting himself with an old friend, and Darkwing continues his surveillance, the speaker of the event proceeds to the microphone to start the conference.
"Ladies and gentlemen, first we at The Federal University of Rio de Janeiro, would like welcome you all. We are grateful and honored for your knowledge and are blessed for your willingness to share your knowledge for the betterment of mankind," the speaker stated.
The audience applauded.
The speaker continued. "Please take notice to the pamphlet next to you seat. It outlines our weekend."
Meanwhile, an unmarked semi-truck approached the school. A fence enclosed the university's parking lot. The entrance was attended by a few security guards.
"Batente¡cParada! Arrêt! Stop!" the guards ordered.
The driver stopped his truck, and rolled down the window.
"Is dere a problem, officer?" Steelbeak asked. He made a gesture to someone to the right of him.
"Do you have a pass, sir? The University is restricted this weekend," one of the guards asked.
Steelbeak looked down, pretending to check for pockets for a pass. "I'm sorry, but it seems like I misplaced it. It should be 'round dere somewhere. Could youse give me an minute?"
The guard nodded.
At the same time, a group of Egg-men emerged from the back door of the vehicle.
"Stop right there!" another guard called.
He approached some of the Eggmen and was contained.
Another guard reached for a walk-talkie but was alarmed to notice that he wasn't getting a signal.
Steelbeak laughed. "We jammed yer signal," he informed.
He ran to get the booth in attempt to reach a phone. Egg-men responded quickly, both retaining this man, plus pulled out the phone. Desperately another guard attempted to pull out a gun.
"Uh! Now is dat very nice?" he asked, taking out his own gun.
"What do you want? The man asked, still holding his gun.
He was figuring if he was going to die, he was bringing this steel-beaked rooster with him.
"A brave one, aren't youse?" Steelbeak asked, amused. The rest of the guards were retained by the several Egg-men. Only this one guard was free, and he had his gun focused on Steelbeak. "Put the others in the truck," Steelbeak ordered. "Let me handle this one."
The Egg-men obeyed yet were curious on how their leader would get out of such a sticky predicament. Pushing a button on his suit impelled a metal mask, protecting his head. With this in place, a bullet would not be able to penetrate his skin waist up. He approached the man. Three Egg-men returned and help contain the man. And with his gun, Steelbeak gun whipped the man unconscious.
"Place him with da udda. I want ten of youse ta stay with the trunk, get it outta here and watch da hostages. I will phone when needed. The rest come with me."
"Cool your jets, Carioca. I appreciate the flattery but I've already got a boyfriend." Bella informed him with a blushing grin.
Jose pulled back, and instead gently held her hands, he felt no ring, and after looking into her beautiful blushing face, he knew she was attracted. "My Bella, where is this boyfriend of yours? How could he let you come to a strange country unattended," he asked.
Bella laughed. "Are you saying that your country is strange?" she asked with a smile.
Jose laughed in return. "No, but if I was your boyfriend, I wouldn't let you out of my sight. I see that you are heading to the dining room. I would love to invite you all for dinner, my treat," Jose offered.
"Jose, you don't need to do that! You already paid for our way here!" Daisy protested.
"Yeah!" Donald agreed. "That must have cost a fortune!"
Jose shook his head. "Like, I said my friend, I have done quiet well. Please enjoy me the courtesy," Jose stated. "And Bella, I would be honored if you would allow me to escort you to table."
He offered his elbow to Bella.
Bella hesitated for a second. What should she do? If she refused, we would be insulting an old friend that has been so courteous to her and her family. Yet, again what would she be betraying Launchpad. Then again, it was only dinner, and a non-private one at that. Her daughter, her brother, and his wife were here.
Bella accepted the arm, and allowed him to lead her and the family the diner host.
"Dia bom, senhor. Eu gostaria de uma tabela para cinco por favor," Jose requested.
The host nodded, and led the group of five to one of the many tables in the room.
"I hope the dinner menu is in English!" Donald stated he a loud whisper.
Jose laughed, "Don't worry my friend," he said. "Podemos nós ter alguns menus ingleses? Obrigado. "
"Sim senhor. Yes, sir," the host replied. "Your waiter will bring you some shortly."
After the host left. Jose turned to Melanie. "What is your name my dear?" he asked.
"My name is Melanie. What is your name?" Melanie asked. "You knew my mommy from long time ago?"
"Yes, when she was a teenager. Speaking of teenagers, where are the boys?" "They went sight seeing," Donald answered.
"This is a very beautiful country," Dewey said.
Louie nodded. "Too bad Webby couldn't come. It's a shame. She would have loved it here."
Huey's camera flashed. "Why couldn't she come, again?" he asked. "Mrs. Beakley always allowed her to come on our adventures with Uncle Scrooge. And many were more hazardous than this."
Dewey laughed. "Half the time, she stowed away."
Louie smiled. "Yeah, we were such a bad influence on her. But, no it wasn't that. It is because of Cheerleading camp. She's trying for Varsity this year. And she will need all the luck she can get. Because they favor juniors and seniors over sophomores."
"Can't believe we will be seniors this year," Dewey added.
"Yeah…" Louie agreed. "I'm hungry, I say we check out one of the local shops and check out some Brazilian food."
"Yeah, I'm hungry too, hey there's a Hamburger Hippo!" Huey said in amazement.
Dewey looked at Huey like he was an idiot. "Wouldn't want to try something more creative? And my guess is that they'll charge us double, even triple, for fries!"
Huey rolled his eyes. "I didn't want to eat there. I was just pointing out the irony. What do you think about the place over there across the bridge? Looks interesting?" Huey asked.
"Sounds like a plan," Dewey said.
"Why not?" Louie added. "But could you two just stand by the Hamburger Hippo for a moment so I can take a picture?"
Dewey started to laugh hysterically.
Author Notes: I used an online translator to translate some of the dialogue into Portuguese, Spanish, and French. I understand the translator might have been the wrong dialect, and for that I apologize. Please tell me what you think :) -Stef
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