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 10 : Revealing Information
Stef with an F
The Duck triples rushed to what was left of the towers that Negaduck abolished. The brave heroine Quiverwing was trapped among a ton of rocks.
"Quiverwing!" Huey shouted, as he made it down the one of ropes, to the lobby one floor down.
Dewey and Louie down rushed their respective ropes after him.
"Is she all right?" Dewey shouted.
"I don't know..." Huey answered, not yet in viewing range.
Quiverwing looked up, her eyes meeting Huey's. Huey, who was just finished making it down the rope, paused; his eyes widen in surprise.
"Gosalyn," he gasped.
"Huey," she whispered back, trying her best to sit up.
"No!" Huey shouted, as he bolted to her side.
He cradled her head in his lap. "Are you alright?" he whispered.
"Huey..." Quiverwing answered in a reassuring voice. "Yes, I think so. But I am trapped underneath these...pieces of rumble."
"But...Gos..." he continued. "There must be several tons of rock...How..."
"It's only TWO tons..." Quiverwing said half-joking before adding in a more serious tone "and this armor I'm wearing protects me from such attacks. It is something you learn after multiple run-ins with the Fearsome Five. I'm just a little stuck right now."
She gently caressed Huey's face. "I'm really am fine," she promised.
Dewey and Louie finally made it down their ropes. They noticed that Huey was removing boulder after boulder.
"Quick!" Huey shouted. "Please help me remove these!"
Louie nodded and joined his brother in removing the debris.
"Are you alright?" Dewey asked. "I'll be after I get out of here Dewey," Quiverwing answered.
"Gosalyn Mallard?" he inquired, his jaw dropped, recognizing her voice, from the few times he met his brother Huey's girlfriend.
Louie looked at Gosalyn briefly, holding back a smile. It figures that Gosalyn would follow in her father Darkwing's shoes. Darkwing "accidentally" revealed the fact he was Drake Mallard by publicly announcing that he was Gosalyn's father at the Moonbeam about a month ago. This was the night Gosalyn decided to escape from her bedroom when she was supposed to be grounded due to the fact that Drake came home one night seeing Gosalyn sleeping upon a guy, fully clothed mind you, yet still unacceptable at 1am. Drake was so worried, fearing the worst, that he did not bring care to his retention of his secret identity. And in an almost comical, yet intense display, Drake Mallard, and the boys' uncle, Donald Duck had quite a loud conversation in the parking lot. Fortunately, for Darkwing, only a few members of the Duck Family overheard and retained this revelation.
"Yeah...but, shh...that's low profile top secret information. Please help me get out of here. We don't have much time. I hear police sirens in the background..."
"Oh yeah...we called the police," Louie added. "Sorry."
Quiverwing made a half smile.
"Wish you didn't do that...I wanted to take out the Fearsome Five myself. I have to prove to Darkwing that I have it what it takes to be part of his super hero team."
Huey shook his head softly and dismayingly.
"Come on, let's get out of here," Huey said. After moving a few more boulders with the help of both his brothers, "You should be able to get out now," he added, helping Gosalyn up.
She slightly favored one of her ankles, which instinctually had Huey offering himself as support.
Darkwing and Launchpad proceeded to the exits, when a group of military personal stopped them, one of them placing his hand up.
"What happened here?" one the soldiers commanded, in surprisingly perfect English.
Darkwing started to explain to the officer the events that taken place. The solider nodded, and other soldiers took down some notes.
"Thank you for your help," the first solider stated. "This is a Brazilian military concern now, and we expect your compliance."
Darkwing nodded an affirmative, but knew, in his mind, that meant little to him. SHUSH put him on this case, and he will not abandon the case this easily. Though, for the time being, he was going to let the military believe that their wishes would be fulfilled.
"Thank you, feel free to finish any immediate business you have with the inventors, then please exit so we can get to our duty," the solider added, before turning his back to Darkwing and Launchpad so he could discuss matters with his troops.
"Are we just going to let the military take over?" Launchpad whispered, quite surprised to his partner's quick obedience.
Darkwing shook his head. "Of course not LP, but we have to take care of our actions. Let's go talk to some of the inventors, maybe they will have some insight into this matter," Darkwing answered, and a quieter voice added, "And perhaps we will discover some invention to help capture F.O.W.L. to boot."
Launchpad smiled wildly. Now that sounded like the DW he knew and loved.
Daisy was relaxing on a curtsey launch chair on their suite's balcony when she heard a disturbance in the distance. Slightly concerned, she got up to investigate the matter, when a familiar sound calmed her.
"Darn blasted thing!" Donald shouted, barley audible.
Donald's electronically suite keycard decided not to work, and Donald's patience was running on empty. Donald had visited the gift shop and was having much trouble juggling the baggage, and the deviant key just made it worse. Daisy had to laugh to herself and she began to unhinge the lock herself, not knowing that Donald's keycard at last granted him a green light and her unlocking began to counteract this fact. Unhinged himself Donald kicked the door, which caused him to accidentally knocked Daisy to the ground as she opened the door.
"Daisy!" Donald shouted. "Are you all right!" He suddenly dropped all his bags, so he could crouch down and attend to his wife. One of the bags contained an item of delicate nature, which in return shattered, only to infuriate Donald yet more.
"Argh!" Donald screamed. "I'm all right, Donald," Daisy assured and she got herself up.
"Let me help you picked it up." "Darn blasted thing!" Donald shouted again. "I bought you this figurine and now it's just a bunch of broken mess."
Daisy picked up the fractured figurine and studied it. It was quite beautiful. It was of a little girl (in this case, a little girl duck). She had black hair, and beautiful almond-colored feathers. She wore a green dress, with white Pokka dots, with white sleeves, a white slip underneath, and a stylish red hat.
"She's beautiful Donald," Daisy said, admiring the doll. Donald blushed.
"Thank you, but I messed up. I'll get you another one Daisy because you deserve the best!"
Donald ran into Donald's arms and embraced him tightly. "I love you Donald!"
"I love you too Daisy!" he replied, kissing Daisy.
"Let me clean up the rest of this mess. And go..." Donald paused, choosing his words carefully, "Get ready, we're going out for dinner. At this nice little place near the shore."
Daisy looked at Donald, smiling from ear to ear. "That sounds wonderful!" she exclaimed.
Donald's only reply was a smile.
"Oh hey... Where's the boys? Bella and Melanie?" Donald inquired.
"The boys are still out," Daisy replied. "But they did check in about an hour ago, then they left again. I wonder what those three are up too. You just missed Bella and Melanie. They decided to do some sightseeing. I offered tending to Melanie for her but she refused. Telling me that she didn't want to ruin my evening. Did she know something of this?"
Donald did not answer at first. "Be careful," he finally said, "There might still be some broken pieces on the floor. I ought to call housekeeping to see if they can tend to our room when we are gone."
Daisy laughed. "That little sneak! She did know!" Daisy guessed.
Donald shrugged his shoulders; "I don't know!" he answered.
Daisy shook her head. "Like brother like sister! It's in the genes: I guess."
"You know, we might be only distant cousins, and for that I am glad," Donald paused, undressing Daisy with his eyes. "But I know you have inherited that trait too."
Quiverwing was limping slightly, when Huey and the boys helped her to the Hamburger Hippo that existed on the other side of the little bridge that divided the road.
"Sit, for a moment so I can check that ankle of yours," Huey commanded.
"Huey, I am fine. I think I only twisted it a tiny bit in the fall. The armor protected me," Gosalyn shouted.
"Please Quiverwing," Huey said again, "let me look".
Quiverwing crossed her arms.
"Fine!" Quiverwing relented. "If it makes you feel better."
"It will thank you," Huey retorted, as he started to unlace Quiverwing's boot.
"Okay," Huey stated. "Yes, it looks a little raw, it should be wrapped."
"Okay," Quiverwing responded. "Let's get out of here. Hamburger Hippo is not my idea of a safe location."
Huey nodded, again helped Quiverwing down the path.
"Is your place around here?" Huey asked.
"Kinda," Quiverwing answered. "I just need to get this ankle tended to so I can get back to stopping the Fearsome Five."
Huey gently grasped Quiverwing's hand.
"Dewey, Louie and I have decided. We are going to help you stop the Fearsome Five," Huey informed.
Quiverwing pulled away from Huey.
"Are you crazy!" Quiverwing questioned. "I mean, seriously, are you out of your mind?"
Huey sighed heavily.
"No, you almost got killed today. We watched and you kept your own quite well, with the four, but their leader almost turned you into mortar."
Quiverwing bit her lower lip and she shook her head.
"He just caught me unaware. I was grateful that you came when you did. I might have still be under all that rock," she asserted. "But, Huey, I'm trained. I know what I am doing. You three are going to get hurt!"
"Shh..." Huey commanded, taking Quiverwing into his arms, "We will not come unarmed. There is an inventor's convention not too far from here. A friend of ours is attending. He should have some equipment that can be of some use of us. It was he who created Gizmoduck."
"I see," Quiverwing replied.
"Gos...please. Don't you think FOUR against five odds are much better than ONE against five?" Huey challenged.
Gosalyn nodded her head.
"Yeah, I suppose you are correct," she surrendered.
"Good," Huey added, kissing Quiverwing on the lips.
Bella and Melanie were walking in the gardens near by the hotel.
"Isn't this beautiful, honey?" Bella asked her daughter.
"Yes! Mommy!" Melanie answered, jumping up and down. "Are you sure that I can't pick some?"
Bella shook her head, "No. The garden's for seeing, not picking."
Melanie dropped her arms to her sides.
"Okay Mommy, if you say so," Melanie replied, yet was obviously disappointed.
Bella laughed under her breath, and pulled Melanie closer to her.
"Come on you!" Bella called in a playful, motherly tone. "Be a good girl and I will buy you some treats."
"Yay! Okay Mommy!" Melanie returned, jumping up and down. Bella nodded and started to walk further down the garden path. Melanie stopped for a second to admire a butterfly.
"Why Miss Melanie, how are you today?" a voice from behind startled her, which caused her to turn around.
"Jose!" Melanie cried. "My mommy and I are looking at the pretty flowers. But I can't pick any."
Jose smiled at the child.
"You like flowers, no? Close your eyes?"
Melanie, intrigued, immediately closed her eyes.
Jose, took a single white rose, and gave it to the child.
"Now open your eyes!" Jose commanded. "You like?"
Melanie opened her eyes, and was amazed to see the pretty flower.
"This is mine?" Melanie asked.
"Si, now you better hurry and catch up with your mother before you get in trouble."
Melanie nodded, and ran to catch up with Bella.
"Mommy!" Melanie shouted.
Bella turned around and saw her daughter with her white rose.
"Where did you get that?" Bella asked. "What did I tell you?"
"I didn't pick it mommy," Melanie informed.
"Then who--" Bella started, when she looked up and saw Jose Carioca walking near her in the distance.
"Hello Bella. Nice evening isn't it?"
"The sun is starting to set. Looks like it may be a beautiful night as well. Did you give Melanie that rose?"
"Si, and I got a gift for you too," Jose informed.
"You have to close your eyes," Melanie whispered.
Bella smiled widely, "Okay..." Bella finally agreed, closing her eyes.
"It will just be a minute," Jose stated, as he took out a bouquet of white, yellow, and pink roses. "Now."
Bella eyes widen.
"Jose, you shouldn't have..."
"You don't like them?"
"No...It's not that...It's...Thank you," Bella said, accepting the roses, not wanting to be rude. "They are beautiful."
"As are you," Jose added.
To Be Continued
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