Fan Request Theatre 2: Darkwing Duck: I put a spell on you, and now your mine.

I do not own Darkwing Duck. This story is just for fun.

Chapter 1

The Thunderquack landed in the hideout perfectly. Honker had programed auto pilot to land the Thunderquack so it wouldn't crash in the tower. Too much at risk if something went wrong.

"Yep yep yep! Another case completely closed cleverly thanks to Darkwing Duck!"

Launchpad cleared his throat.

"Eh-HMMM!"

"Huh? Oh yes, with the help of his faithful sidekick of course."

From the shadows a sudective voiced called out.

"Hello Dark. I've been expecting you."

Launchpad waved hello and offered a friendly greeting.

"Hiya Morgana! Boy did you miss one exciting case why DW and I-"

Morgana put on a frienly face and said as brightly as she could

"Launchpad-"

Her tone and glare then turned to ice and spoke volumes to Launchpad as she finished what she was saying.

"-your still here. I would like some alone time with my Dark if you don't mind."

"Noooo problemo! Just let me finish the post flight maintenance-Yeowch!"

He was holding his tail feathers as he turned around as saw smoke coming from Morgana's finger. Not wanting to get another zap, Launchpad finally took the hint.

"You know! T-that really can wait till morning! See you later DW! Later Morgana!"

With all distractions between her and the object of her affection taken care of, it was time to help her Dark relax.

With a seductive wave of her arms, her dress was transformed into a sexy lengeri with fishnet stalkings, certain to knock his socks off or any other clothing that stood in her way.

"Well Dark...what do you think?"

She turned to her love to see him at the computer, filling out the log for his latest case. Not even turning to look at her he said absent mindly.

"Hmm? Oh yeah yeah looks great."

Sparks flew from her fingers and she seriously considered roast duck for dinner! To hell with the consequences how dare he ignore her in such a manner! She took a deep breath and counted to ten. Then she walked over to Darkwing and gave him a shoulder massage. She could tell his stress level by the tension in his shoulders. Anything that would distract him from her, alone in the tower, was not your average case. she slid her hands on his neck, ruffling his feathers. right away she could tell his shoulders were tighter than normal.

"Just relax Dark and let me rub your-Err!-Cares!-Err!-AWAY!-GRRR!"

She knew Darkwing was muscular, that was one of the many things that turned her on about him. She had never seen him this tense though. What had happened on this case to make his shoulders rock hard? She was already breathing heavy from just trying to give him a deep shoulder massage.

"Really Dark, what has got you so worked up? At this rate I'll need a jack hammer to get you to relax!"

Still with his eyes on the computer he spoke in a not paying attention at all tone.

"Hmm? Oh yeah yeah looks great."

Morganna's teeth grinded together and her eye's were replaced with balls of flame as her scowl deepened.

"THAT'S-IT!"

That sixth sence one develops for the mood of their lover was screaming in Darkwings ear and sounding every alarm in his head. He seem to notice it. When he looked back, he saw the near demonic state his girlfriend was in and uttered the one word that summed up his perdicament.

"Yipes!"

Lightning flew from her fingers and Darkwing was getting zapped as morganna threw a flurry of cuss words at him.

"You no good son of a bitch!"

ZAP!

"HOW DARE YOU FUCKING IGNORE ME!"

ZAP!

"DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT THIS GODDAMN NIGHT IS?"

ZAP!

"It is the first night in a month we have had time alone and all you want to do is sit infront of the computer?"

ZAP!

ZAP!

ZAP!

"Morganna! Wait I can expl-ehhumina humina hawhoa! That is georgous lengeri Morganna! Whats say we forget the zapping and get back to that shoulder massage?"

He will never know why.

No man ever will.

But at that moment Darkwing pick the absolute worst thing in the world to say to Morgana.