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
Disney owns most of these characters. Dumbella's past as Bella Widgeon is mine, as are the characters of Melanie Widgeon, Cindy Ganderquack, Jeffery Ruddy, Ronnie and Lisa Mallard, and whomever else I mention in the future.
This story is sequel of sorts to the story Back to the Nest. You should be able to catch the bulk of the story without reading Back to the Nest, but it would give you more background on Bella Widgeon. Though, if you plan on reading Back to the Nest, this story reveals a major spoiler or two. Besides, I would love to know what you think.
To Jenn and Nana for their help with prescreening and editing this story.
This story is rated PG-13 for adult themes, but nothing really major.
"Launchpad?" the teen said looking up at Launchpad.
Surprise filled Launchpad.
"Hey!" Launchpad shouted. "How you been?"
Before the teen could answer, Darkwing turned to Launchpad.
"Wait! You know this kid?" he asked.
Bella eased her way, closer to Darkwing and Launchpad, in order to see with whom they were talking.
"Louie?" she called out. "What's going on?"
Louie glanced at his mother, shrugging his shoulders.
"I don't know Mom. I just know that he thought I was Huey," Louie explained.
Bella made a half smile. Even after ten years, she could tell her three boys apart. Though, one who was not familiar with her boys could easily make false assumptions. She glanced at Darkwing. Her mother intuition told her that something was wrong, and now she understood why. Why was this man inquiring about any of her sons? And why Huey in particular?
"Oh, sorry for my rudeness. DW, this is my girlfriend Bella, her daughter Melanie, her son and my good buddy Louie Duck, and Webbigal Ganderquack," Launchpad explained.
Launchpad glanced at Webbigal and smiled.
"Hello Launchpad," she said. "Hey Melanie, would you like to see if I can win you a stuff toy?"
Webbigal looked at Bella for permission.
"Thank you," she whispered.
"You welcome," Webby whispered back.
Webby led Melanie toward the stuff toy machine and away from the heated conversation.
"I have known Louie and Webby way back when back in Duckburg. Louie's one of Scrooge McDuck's grandnephews. And Bella, Louie, this is my good friend Darkwing Duck," Launchpad added.
Scrooge McDuck's nephew! And Launchpad is dating Scrooge McDuck's niece? Darkwing didn't even know that Scrooge had a niece, one who was alive anyway. And this fact alone did not change the fact that the whereabouts of his daughter was unknown, plus the possibility that she could be with Bella's son, regardless of his class.
"Nice to meet you," Bella said.
She eyed Darkwing suspiciously, why was he yelling at her son so?
Darkwing acknowledged Bella with a nod, and then turned to Launchpad. Under normal circumstances he would not opt to be rude, but with the matter of Gosalyn's disappearance and their less than private location, Darkwing decided to postpone any formalities for the time being.
"LP, please go tell Morgana that you and I are going to search for Gosalyn, and that I will meet her back at home later tonight," Darkwing requested.
Launchpad nodded. He started toward the Movie Theater but hesitated when he saw Bella staring at him.
Darkwing noticed Launchpad's hesitation.
"And when you return, the four of us will find a more appropriate place to continue our conversation," Darkwing informed.
"Good idea," she agreed.
(Band music playing in background)
Huey walked up to the bar.
"How old are you?" the doorman asked.
"Umm…" Huey looked up. He was a bit dazed, still thinking about Gosalyn.
"Hello? Your age? And sorry, I'm not going to buy 21…"
"Oh, I'm 16," he answered.
"Okay, that sounds about right," the doorman said, making a note on his clipboard. "All underage patrons must leave at 9pm," the doorman informed. He glanced down at his watch. "Less than an hour from now."
"Well, my brother's band is playing tonight," Huey stated. "So, I thought I would just watch the set, and hang out with him tonight afterwards."
The doorman crossed his arms.
"I see," he said.
Huey sighed. "Do I look like a groupie to you? And besides, I look exactly like him. You know the lead singer of the Lone Ducks? Well, I'm the lead singer's identical brother."
A look of acknowledgement appeared on the doorman's face.
"Oh," he said. "That boy band."
Huey started to nod his head, and then shook it quickly.
"It is not a 'boy band'," he protested defending his brother's honor. "It's a rock band that just happens to feature teens."
The doorman laughed.
"Okay then, but I still have to stamp you," he informed.
Huey offered his right hand, in which the doorman stamped the words, "Under 21"
"Thanks," Huey said.
He walked into and onto the counter.
"Coo-Coo Cola…Cherry," he ordered.
The female bartender took a glass out and filled the drink with one of the fountains.
Hello," the female duck said, "You are Dewey's brother, right?"
Huey took a sip out of his drink and looked up at the young woman. She had reddish brown feathers; her long black hair was braided, the tips just passing her shoulders. Huey guessed that she was between the ages of 18 and 22. Her braids hid her age, though, since she served liquor one would assume that she was at least 18.
"How did you guess that?" Huey asked coyly. "Could it be that I look exactly like him?"
The woman laughed.
"Yeah, that could be it," she said. "Though, there are some differences to you."
"Of course there is," Huey said. "I'm better looking."
"Oh really?" the lady laughed.
"Dewey tells me that his two brothers have girlfriends. Which one are you?" she asked.
Huey smiled back at her.
"Yes, it is true, I am sorry to say, I am taken."
He offered his hand to the woman. She was still nice to look at.
"I'm Huey. How do you know my brother? Just through the times his band plays here?"
The female duck shook Huey's hand.
"Not exactly. Though, here is where I meant him. I'm Ashley Ruddy, you may know my half brother Jeffery."
"Oh, Jeff, of course I know him. Half brother?" Huey asked.
"Well, we have the same father. I don't see my brother much. Working here has been nice. You know?"
Huey knew a thing or two about half-siblings, namely his half sister Melanie. Who knows how many other half-siblings could be out there? Since he hasn't seen his father since he was barely two.
"Could you excuse me for a second, I need to bring the dirty glasses back to the kitchen? And watch the bar for me, for a moment?"
"Sure," Huey said.
"Welcome," Huey said.
While Ashley went into the backroom, Huey stole a quick glance.
Yes, she was pretty, whoever her special someone was, he was very lucky man. Though, he knew he was even a luckier man. He had Gosalyn.
He hit the surface of the counter with his fist.
Ashley replaced the glasses and looked up at Huey.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"I'm sorry. I am just having problems with my girlfriend. Basically her father is a psycho."
"Ouch. What happened?"
"He is extremely overprotective."
"Actually that's kinda sweet. You love her, right?"
"Of course, I love her!"
"Good, I need to take his order. It will work out, trust me."
"Thanks, I think. I just wish I could talk to her. Her father is screening calls or something."
Ashley smiled, she wrote down her number on a napkin.
"For emergencies…or if you need to talk to someone."
Huey nodded. He pocketed the napkin, and allowed Ashley to get back to work. He glanced over to the stage where Dewey, Jeff, and the rest of the Lone Ducks were performing.
The song finished. Dewey looked up and smiled.
The audience applauded.
Dewey went to the microphone, and said, "Hey everyone! Thanks. We are going to take a twenty minute break."
Dewey whispered something to Jeff and then climbed off the stage.
"Hey," he said to his brother. "You made it! Where's Gosalyn?"
Huey got up from the barstool.
"She's grounded. Isn't even taking my calls."
Dewey laughed. "Thought I can't say I am surprised."
"I guess. This just sucks. I have to make her father understand that nothing happened."
Dewey nodded. "Good luck."
The phone started to ring.
Donald ran to the phone.
"Hello?" he called.
"Donald, it is me, are any of the boys home?" Bella asked.
"No, they went out. Dewey has his gig at the Moon Beam, and Louie is with Webby…"
Bella shook her head.
"Louie is with me. What about Huey?"
Donald face whitened.
"What's going on Bella?" he asked.
"I will fill you in later," Bella answered.
"Tell me now," Donald insisted.
"I just need to talk to him."
Louie looked up.
"He's probably at the Moon Beam, Dewey invited him to go watch a set," Louie informed.
"Okay, great," Bella said. "Louie says he's at the bar with Dewey. Thanks. I'll be home later. Melanie is staying the night at Uncle Scrooge's."
Bella hang up the phone before Donald could reply.
"Gos, I can’t believe you talked me into this," Honker announced. "You are going to be in so much trouble. And just wait until my parents found out I helped. I will be grounded."
Gosalyn shook head.
"They won't blame you. It's not even 9pm! Both our curfews are much later."
"But you are grounded. Don't you think your dad will notice you are gone?" Honker asked.
Gosalyn crossed her arms.
"He's being unfair. He won't let me see him. And I'm going to see him if I want."
Honker rolled his eyes and laughed.
"A better plan would have been to take the chance to call Huey while your father was gone," Honker stated.
Gosalyn paused for a moment.
"True…but, too late now. We are almost to Duckburg now. In fact…" she said as the bus stopped. "We are here. So let's go she said.
Hello. A note on Ashley Ruddy… What did you think of her? At first I thought about using Cindy Ganderquack as the female bartender, but then I changed my mind to add a little conflict. LOL! Please tell me what you think! Thanks.
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