Disclaimer; I don't own The Impossibles or any of their good or bad guys, Hanna Barbera does, I don't own Darkwing Duck or any of the good or bad guys connected to him or the original story pilot, which is mentioned in this chapter. I don't own Impossi-Pup or the original characters mentioned in this chapter or the Impossibles civilian identities, their origin story and their character traits, the name of the city they live in and SSHQ, these are the brilliant creations, of Friend and fantastic fan fiction writer, Erin T. Aardvark who has graciously given her permission, for them to be included to enhance this story. Thank you Erin, for all the great information. I also want to extend a Big thankyou to my friend and mentor Irual for all her patience and invaluable help putting together this story and getting it ready for posting.
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Chapter 9. A Brief Debriefing.
Big D looked over the unusual group assembled in the outer office. The Impossibles, FG, Impossi-Pup and the four others.
The shorter of the two white feathered ducks was dressed in a purple jacket, a teal colored turtle necked shirt and a purple and pink cape, he also wore an over sized gray hat and a purple mask.
The little duckling Gosalyn stood next to him and he was holding onto her hand, so Big D figured this shorter duck, was her father or guardian. Especially, since the anxious look in her expressive, all too human eyes was gone.
Being the head of the SSHQ for a very long time, Big D prided himself on being able to read people, even these feathered ones. Earlier he HAD seen her unease in spite of her attempt to hide it.
He repressed the urge to smile, observing that her emotions had changed from extreme unease, to contented barely controlled energy and enthusiasm.
Both of these adult ducks were in the picture that the Impossibles had shown them, along with the smaller red haired duckling. Granted, the other feathered youngster was entirely new, but he was clearly a part of their group and not just because he was from their dimension.
Clearly Gos was the more out going of the two, but Big D could tell that this other youngster could hold his own along side her. All three of them were used to dealing with her energetic personality, as the caped and masked duck demonstrated by making a swift catch of a lamp, to save it from getting broken as Gosalyn started to make an excited gesture towards the two humans and accidentally hit it.
As Darkwing looked at his daughter, Gos looked sheepishly at Phyllis… "Oopsy , sorry about that!
The blonde secretary just chuckled smiling at the duckling, letting her know…."Don't worry Gos, no harm done." As she took the lamp from Darkwing, setting it back in it's proper place.
Big D figured the other much taller white duck who wore an outfit which looked like the world war II aviators, with a brown leather jacket, flight cap and boots and the scarf around his neck must be the one who was the inventor of the portal hopping machine, which brought Gosalyn and the others, from one dimension to the other, even though he was oddly dressed for scientist, he must be the one she had called Honker….
He wasn't sure which one of the adults, the other youngster with the green shirt and thick red rimed glasses and backpack belonged to, but once he got them settled in his office, they could explain things satisfactorily, until then it didn't really matter.
And in order to straighten everything out, a meeting to debrief everyone was warranted.
He cleared his throat and said, "Will everyone come into my office, Phyllis please bring in your pad and pencil and take notes."
Everyone went into Big D's executive office, leaving the security personel outside. Gos and Darkwing settled on a large brown leather couch, set against the tan colored wall facing Big D's desk with Launchpad standing on the other side of it, the Impossibles and FG stood near the side of Big D's desk with Skittles making herself comfortable laying down on the light green shag carpet, settling herself near Multi.
The Head of SSHQ stood behind his large oak wood desk, Phyllis sat in a chair next to the desk, ready to write notes on everything.
He stepped around to stand in front of Darkwing and Gos…
Big D spoke. "Before we begin and to keep everything straight, I think introductions are in order."
Darkwing stood up and spoke, "How do you do Sir, I am called Darkwing Duck, self appointed guardian of the city of St. Canard, but, (as he spoke DW removed his hat) I am also Drake Mallard, Gosalyn's father. Even though I cannot reveal my face for private reasons, I do want to thank everyone here for taking good care of my daughter."
They shook hands, with Big D saying, "I'm happy to meet you Darkwing and I can assure you Mr. Mallard, your civilian identity is safe and will not go beyond this office. He then stepped over to stand in front of Launchpad, saying, "I assume you are Dr. Honker, the genius inventor, who put together the portal dimension hopper."
The tall avian pilot coughed nervously, Darkwing, had a shocked look on his face, clearly visible even through his mask. Gos had sort of amused look on her face, remembering what took place in the lab earlier when she had mentioned Honker.
FG hadn't really been introduced to any of the others besides Gos, so she didn't react to the mistake Big D had made, but knowing who Launchpad was, The Impossibles reacted to this misconception, Fluey was about to say something but, Launchpad was the first to speak,
"Ah, no…..actually, I'm Launchpad McQuack, pilot and Darkwing Duck's sidekick and friend, this…is Honker."
Launchpad stepped to the side, to reveal the small yellow feathered gosling, with the green shirt and thick glasses. Honker had been hiding behind him, still a bit nervous about being around the humans.
Big D looked down at the shy little avian and then over at the Impossibles.
Fluey spoke up, "It's true Chief, Honker is the one who put together the machine, which brought Launchpad's jet through the portal. He's the genius who figured out how to send us back the first time, he rewired the autopilot in the Impossi-mobile to get us home."
Big D listened with interest, he then asked Phyllis give the two Dr.s and Mike Rogers a call and ask them to report up to his office.
As soon as they arrived the two human scientists nearly made the same mistake and thought that Launchpad was the one who put together the portal hopper. When they found out it was the youngster, they were as amazed as the others had been.
Dr. Johnson and Dr. Phelps asked the little gosling a few questions, about how he was able to succeed in opening the portal and after answering the questions, Honker dug into his ever present backpack and provided the schematics and readouts from Darkwing's computer, to provide the missing information which the scientists needed to figure out how to bridge the trans-dimensional portal.
This information would of course remain TOP SECRET and locked away in the vault with all documents considered High security risks.
After the two Dr.s left, heading back to the lab, Mike Rogers talked to Honker as well as Launchpad, after finding out that he not only piloted the big unusual jet now in the SSHQ garage, but also built it.
Being a pilot and having admired the design of the Impossi-mobile, Launchpad was happy to talk to him and they had a interesting discussion about the ins and outs of both of these unusual transports.
After the meeting, the group went over to the cafeteria (getting some very interesting looks) for something to eat and they were munching down on the Halloween oriented menu, when Darkwing suggested they leave for home as soon as they could.
The Halloween decorations reminding him of his lady love Morgana. He knew she would be furious as it was, since they had gone dimension hopping the day before her big Halloween Bash without her.
He figured she would only be appeased by a fairly spectacular apology, groveling and being ON TIME for the party and that was only if her Dad wasn't lining up something nasty to interfere, also, having some flowers and other gifts wouldn't hurt but, he knew, that getting Morgana anything before the party would be pretty unlikely.
Unfortunately for Darkwing his darling daughter had a more complicated agenda in mind. Sensing her Dad's resistance to her plans Gosalyn wheedled,
"Dad couldn't we stay for some trick or treating tomorrow night, I kind of promised Courtney I would go with her and there's a party…"
Bracing himself and keeping the fact that Morgana was quick tempered and armed with magic including the zaps which could end up burning his tail feathers at the very least, or more seriously, turning him into chocolate pudding, which she would be more likely use on him, if he messed up her big party firmly in mind….he said, "I'm sorry sweetie, ( taking a drink of his soda, which tasted a lot like koo koo cola only orange colored instead of brown) but the sooner we get home, the better and who is this Courtney?" He asked hoping to throw Gosalyn off her game plan.
Alas he was doomed since the idea of candy from another dimension, as well as her friendship with the human girl motivated the duckling to continue working on her father.
Besides, Honker hadn't gotten to meet with Collins family, Coiley's mom and dad had kept her safe and Gosalyn wanted her Dad to meet them, as much as she wanted Honker and Launchpad to help her get candy.
"But DaaaD, I promised, Pleeese….she's Coiley's sister, His real name is Calvin Collins and his family was REALLY nice to me. The Impossibles's are going to be playing at the party. They're a HUGELY popular rock n' roll band here and we haven't even heard them play!"
He turned to glanced at her, getting that look she always gave him, the one he could never seem to turn down…he did try, but knew he was going to loose the argument, once she turned on the charm, with her deep green eyes and pouty little beak.
The Impossibles were amused, watching Gosalyn working on her father….
Fluey stepped over to extend a formal invite to all of them, to attend the Halloween dance. "We'll be happy to take the kids trick or treating before the party starts, Darkwing."
The avian crime fighter gave him a, "what can you do" kind of look, then gave in to his daughter's request.
Smiling she hugged him excitedly. "Thanks Dad, we can leave just before 10 and still get to Morgana's….besides, you know her party doesn't really get going before then anyway. ( Her eyes held a disturbing, knowing sort of glint as she added ) Archie told me that the All Hallows Eve celebration goes on till dawn and we could stay for the All Saint's day celebration too!"
Launchpad headed to the door leading into the hall calling over to the others, that he was just going back to the garage to check on his "baby" to make sure that no one was messing around with the ThunderQuack, Fluey went along with him to make sure that he didn't get lost and nobody bothered him while he was looking over his jet.
They took the elevator down from the top floor, then as they walked down the hallway, Launchpad smiled at the dark haired human teen and commented softly, "Hey Franky, your boss is a neat guy, he didn't seem too surprised or shocked to meet us."
"Well, we did show him the picture Honker took and tell him and the others about being in your dimension, (the dark haired Impossible replied smiling) One thing about Big D, I don't think anything ever really phases him too much, but I guess having rock steady nerves, is a big part of being the head of an agency like this."
Launchpad smiled back, "Yea, DW and Director Hooter are the same way, although DW can get a bit excitable, when things get tense!"
Launchpad grinned to himself as he recalled some of the times his best friend had gotten out of control and the resulting mayham that had ensued.
He was careful not to show his reservations to the young hero beside him, but….this inter-dimensional traveling business, worried him.
By this time they had reached the garage.
He began checking over the jet and testing out some of the newer systems that they had been installing before this adventure had begun.
Sitting there watching him tinker with the machinery, Fluey asked, "Launchpad, I'm just curious, how did you and Darkwing get together anyway?"
"Well, It's kind of a long story, but short version is, he kinda dropped in on me….Literally." LaunchPad replied.
Looking over and seeing the puzzled look on his human friend's face, Launchpad explained about how he had been working on his jet, in an airport hanger, outside of the city of St. Canard, when the masked crime fighter had crashed in right through his roof.
They gotten together and solved their first and nearly last case together, after that, Drake had adopted Gos and they had teamed up to fight crime in St. Canard.
"And we've been fighting crime ever since. Say....Franky, I've been wondering something ever since we met you guys…."
"What Launchpad?" Fluey asked.
"Well, you're pretty young….what got you and your friends into crime fighting?" LaunchPad asked, as he was tightening a bolt on the windscreen of the Ratcatcher…
Fluey who had listened to Launchpad's story with an amazed look on his face, started to explain, "It was because of an accident, we were in school and in chemistry class, there was an accidental explosion, we breathed in some strange fumes from a mix of chemicals and it changed us, giving us our powers. The SSHQ recruited us and we've been fighting crime as the Impossibles ever since. Of course when we're not crime fighting, we're performing as the Singing Impossibles in concerts."
At that moment Darkwing poked his head in the hatch, "Hi Franky, Launchpad……Franky your boss was looking for you."
Fluey stood up and headed out the hatch, "Thanks Darkwing, see you in a while."
He headed out of the ThunderQuack meeting up with Multi and Skittles who had come down with Darkwing, Gos and Honker.
They headed back toward the door, leading into the hallway, waving at Honker and Gosalyn.
After they left, Darkwing and the kids made themselves comfortable inside the jet. Launchpad closed and locked the hatch so no one could get in.
They all relaxed, resting after all the excitement they had been through.
Just as Multi and Fluey reached the door to the hallway inside the SSHQ building, the red headed Impossible stopped and remarked, "Maybe Skittles should keep watch on the ThunderQuack, so nobody bothers them?"
Fluey nodded, "That's a good idea Multi."
Kneeling down Multi pointed over to the big jet, and said, "Guard Dog Mode, Skittles!"
The little puppy saluted and quickly turned around, trotting back over to the ThunderQuack, she began patroling around the jet, Multi and Fluey left the garage going down the long hallway to the elevator, heading back to Big D's office.
End of chapter 9