Corking

By Sharan McQuack, Launchpad's wife.

Based on story codes F PM 95104 in ? and PM 219 "L'arroseur allume"

in France's Flagada Jones "Profession: Hero". (I thought the first one

was also in P:H but now I can't find it.)

A Styrofoam company had a plane built of strengthened recycled

Styrofoam to advertise how Styrofoam can be reused. I hasten to explain

the plane was only about 90 % Styrofoam. The wheels, engine, and other

vital parts were made of "normal" materials. Then, they had to find a pilot

crazy enough to fly a plane made out of Styrofoam.

Naturally, they thought of Launchpad. Launchpad asked:

"What are you going to do with the plane when the ads are done?"

"Wreck it and recycle it." they replied.

"Can I have it?" Launchpad asked.

"You can certainly use it. And give it back to us when you're done with

it." they replied.

So Launchpad flew the plane in the ads. Then, they let him use the plane.

They bet Mr. McDuck that Launchpad couldn't find a use for it.

"I'll call it "Cork". It looks like cork." Launchpad said, naming the plane.

"Mr. McD, people pay good money for native Leon spears, right?"

Launchpad asked.

The Leon tribe made the best spears. They lived quietly until Isis invaded

Agrabah.. Then, the US forces invaded, pursuing ISIS, The Leon tribe was

caught in the middle.

They quickly decided that either side was suicide. They cut themselves off

from "civilization" and lived apart and attacked all strangers.

"Yes, but nobody can buy those spears! Leon tribes attack anybody

who comes close, with is why their excellence spears are so valuable."

Mr. McDuck said." They are very hard to get."

"Take that bet." Launchpad advised.

"Already have." Mr. McDuck muttered, not liking to ADMIT he has

faith in Launchpad.

Soon, Launchpad was flying over Agrabah. A native tribe, the Leons

fiercely attack any strangers who come too close.

So, when Launchpad flew over their lands, they threw spears at his plane.

Launchpad purposely flew so low the spears stuck into the plane. And

stayed there.

"US go home! ISIS go home! Leave us alone! We don't want your

stupid war!" the Leons yelled.

When Launchpad landed, he had a fortune in genuine Leon spears

stuck in his plane. Mr. McDuck bought them from Launchpad, and

resold them at a nice profit. And collected on that bet.

"Want more spears?" Launchpad asked.

Mr. McDuck did, so Launchpad kept this up until the Leons got mad

enough to throw flaming spears. Launchpad couldn't avoid them all,

his plane caught on fire , so Launchpad got out of there and landed

in a river just outside Leon turf.

The Leons were so angry and so triumphant they followed Launchpad's plane

out of their turf passed an isle in the middle of a river. The Leons had seldom

come this way, this area was held by "normal" people who hated the Leons

for attacking them if they accidentally got too close to Leon land.

The Leons usually only came here as captives and few had lived to tell

the tale. These "normal" people had been driven from this area by ISIS a

few days ago, ISIS had been run off by the US yesterday.

The Leons looked at the isle at the middle of the river and realized if

they lived there, they could be left in peace. They'd see anybody coming

and could easily drive them off.

So the Leons moved there. It was fairly large for a river isle so they left

the woods near the edge of isle untouched so it looked like nobody lived

there and lived in peace.

The plane floated like it's namesake and Launchpad got to safety.

Launchpad contacted the Styrofoam people to find out if they still

wanted their plane, they did, they came and picked up it and gave

him a lift home.

The End.