This is my first attempt of writing a Darkwing Duck fan fiction. This one is the continuation of the episode "Ghoul of my Dreams," featuring the character Nodoff once again. I really like this villain, next to Dr. Bushroot (who is my number one favorite villain from the show), plus I was greatly disappointed that he only showed up once. I was disappointed in how the episode ended, and how Nodoff's punishment of the realization that he has no magical powers in the real world was too short. So, this is my alternate perspective on how the episode would end ... starting off with Nodoff's sleep sand being spilled.


Chapter 1: The Trickster is in Trouble

The dim-witted Darkwing Duck had spilt his beautiful supply of Sleep Sand! Nodoff's fun has been ruined! But the worst hasn't happened yet. Nodoff froze in fear as Darkwing took a small helping of Sleep Sand and allowed the contents to pour into his gas gun. What was the duck doing?!

"Hey, leave that alone, you-!"

Nodoff didn't get a chance to finish. Darkwing had already shot a gust of Sleep Sand in the ghoul's direction. Panic gripped the ruler of Dream World as the smokey remains of the Sleep Sand seeped into his nostrils and into his large ears ... and stung his orange eyes. Within seconds, his energy turned from an all-time high into complete lethargy.

"I ... feel so sleepy ..."

Now this caught Darkwing's interest. He was so used to seeing the trickster hyper and in a rage, but how quickly this Nodoff's demeanor changed when the Sleep Sand took affect. It's as if the duck was seeing a different side to him.

Nodoff's body levitated just before a pink pillow appeared before him. The sleepy ghoul rested his head on the pillow and nodded off into a slumber. Six seconds later, Nodoff woke up to a bump on the head. He managed to regain some equilibrium quickly, though he was still partly drugged by the effects of the Sleep Sand.

"Hey," Nodoff uttered, unfamiliar with his surroundings. "This isn't Dream World." Before he could wonder what was happening, he felt something grab his collar. It was Morgana MacCawber ... and she was pissed.

"What are you doing here?!" she cried through gritted teeth. Clearly someone had woken up on the wrong side of the couch. "Where's Darkwing?!"

She dragged him across the floor like a sack of potatoes as she approached the door entering Dream World. Upon, opening the door, Eek and Squeek entered the room ... and so did her beloved Darkwing. After a brief moment of kissing, both Darkwing and Morgana turned serious gazes at Nodoff. Darkwing ordered Nodoff to go home, but the ghoul insisted against it until he could find someone else to gather his Sleep Sand. He turned to run the other way, but Darkwing called upon Eek and Squeek to catch the ghoul.

"Ha! You are no match for my dream powers!" Nodoff said defiantly. "You forget I can fly!" But no sooner than he said this than the two bats released him ... and no matter how hard he flapped his arms, Nodoff continued to plummet until he hit the floor with a loud thump.

"Give it up, Nodoff!" Darkwing demanded. "There's no way out except through this door!"

But the ghoul was not willing to admit defeat. "In that case, I can disappear through this wall!" Nodoff ran into the wall ... and crashed into it, nearly knocking himself out. How embarrassing! He couldn't fly, couldn't disappear through walls, couldn't conjure up a spell ... What was he to do?!

"Ohhh," he groaned, attempting to soothe his headache with his fingers. "Being awake is a real nightmare."

"Yeah, but it's over now," Darkwing added sarcastically, just before grabbing Nodoff by the ears.

"Darkwing, wait!" Morgana cried.

Darkwing stopped short in his tracks. "Wait?! Wait for what?!"

"It's not over just yet!" Morgana insisted. "Don't throw Nodoff back into Dream World!"

"What?! Why?!" Darkwing asked, unsure of where this was going.

"If we throw him back into Dream World," Morgana began, "Nodoff will just conjure up another spell to put St. Canard at risk. He's my responsibility; let me be the one to punish him."

"Morgana, what are you saying?!" Darkwing replied, still holding Nodoff by the ears. The unhappy ghoul was shaking his fists and kicking the air with his feet.

"Nodoff has no powers here," Morgana pointed out. "We can use that to our advantage."

Darkwing raised an eyebrow out of concern. He wasn't sure what Morgana was up to, but he wasn't sure that he liked the sound of it. Sure, both he and Morgana seriously disliked the ghoul, but ... Morgana would never go as far as to stoop down to Nodoff's level ... would she ...?

"Morgana ... what are you going to do to him?"

Morgana heaved a flustered sigh before responding. "Look, Dark. You're in charge of making sure St. Canard stays safe, right?"

Darkwing nodded.

"And you know Dream World is Nodoff's domain to do whatever he pleases, right?"

Again, Darkwing nodded.

"Well, if we throw Nodoff back in Dream World too soon, he'll just find a way to conjure up some other scheme to put St. Canard at risk again if he pleases. As I said, he is vulnerable here. We can use this knowledge to make sure Nodoff never harms or deceives anyone ever again." Morgana noticed the skeptical look in Darkwing's eyes, so she rested her hand on his shoulder. "I know this doesn't make sense to you Dark, but ... you have to trust me on this."

Darkwing said not a word but released Nodoff from his grip, causing the ghoul to fall on his bum. Afterward, Morgana grabbed Nodoff by the collar once again while giving Darkwing a goodnight kiss before sending him on his way. The duck insisted that Morgana call him in case there was any sign of trouble; Morgana agreed.

Darkwing had left. Now Morgana was alone with Nodoff. She dragged the ghoul straight to the couch, she sat down first just before raising Nodoff to her eye level. "And as for you, you little creep," Morgana seethed through her teeth. "You're stuck with me, now!"