A/N- Long wait. Again. See the author's note on chapter eight of My Love for Her as for the reason. Anyway, the countdown continues. Including this one, only three to go!
Chapter 10
Tied up and hanging by a chain with a hook inserted into her bonds in the Wacky Willy factory was Quiverwing Quack. Below her was a vat with an assortment of seemingly carnivorous toys, plants, and toaster ovens in it. She growled as she kicked her webbed feet back and forth. This only served to accomplish a swinging momentum that was making her slightly nauseous.
Also below her, standing just in front of the vat, were the Fearsome Four. They were all bickering almost incoherently. Every once in a while, Quiverwing would catch something…some word or phrase that didn't make sense on its own. Finally, the arguing grew so intense that it became nothing more than a loud roar.
"What idiots…" Quiverwing muttered as she rolled her eyes.
In the midst of the argument, Megavolt pushed his way into the center of the other three and shouted, "QUIET!!"
Shocked by this sudden outburst, Bushroot, Liquidator, and Quackerjack did as they were ordered to do. Megavolt sighed.
"They're going to be coming any minute now, and we still don't have a trap laid! Now, do we want to prove Negaduck right? Do we want to prove that were nothing but dawdling idiots?" he asked, waving his arms around theatrically.
"No," the others murmured liked scolded children.
Quiverwing couldn't help but let a little scoffing laugh loose. Megavolt glared up at her for an instant--in which she glared back--and then he turned his attention back to the rest of the gang.
"Well, then, I suggest we put our noggins' together and get some electricity flowing!" he said, sparks flying from his fingers.
The other three let loose cheers.
"Doesn't matter what you do," Quiverwing said, deciding to hit them where it hurt--their morality. "Darkwing Duck will stop you! And on top of that, Negaduck will get to see just how pathetically useless you twits are!"
"Quiet, you!" Quackerjack yelled up to her.
"Yes," Bushroot added, moving his leafy hands to summon a thick vine that encircled Quiverwing's beak, keeping it shut. "Little girls should be seen and not heard!"
Quiverwing mumbled against her bonds, but it was no use. They were too tight for her to break. Growling, she hung her head in defeat. The Fearsome Four had a good laugh at her expense. Shaking his head, Megavolt--apparently the appointed leader of the group of bandits--turned back and said, "Alright. Now, obviously this plan has got to utilize the best of each of our abilities…while not stomping on one another's progress. I say we attack in formed pairs. First, me and Quackerjack, then, Bushroot and Liquidator. How's that sound?"
"B-bu-bu-bu-but what should we do? Like, shouldn't we have a formation or something?" Bushroot asked.
"Yes. Therein lies the genius of the pairing off! Liquidator, your power powers up Bushroot's power! And my power powers up Quackerjack's abilities! We'll throw everything we've got at them!"
Quackerjack, Bushroot, and Liquidator exchanged looks. When they looked back, they all had satisfied, evil grins adorning their faces. Megavolt grinned himself and said, "Then let's get to work!"
As the Fearsome Four disappeared into the depths of the abandoned factory, Quiverwing once again tried to loosen her bonds to no avail. Sighing, all she could hope was that her jeer at their stupidity held true.
End Notes: Ah, the curse of the short chapters. (Sighs). Well, another thing I've noticed is that key scenes in my fics either take place at the docks or in an abandoned factory. Go figure, huh? Well, only two more chapters to go! What ever shall happen? Stay tuned! Please review!