Hortense and Quackmore held hands as they walked. The Twins running around them. Taking in the visiting circus. They had decided to spend the night at.
They stopped to watch a man performing on the side of the trail. He opened his mouth wide. And guided the sword down his throat.
Della's eyes went wide. "Mommy…"
"No," Hortense said before Della could finish.
"But I'd be careful," the six year old said clasping her hands together. "Please, pretty pretty please"
"No and that's final" Hortense said.
"You never let me do anything" Della whinnied.
"We let you do a lot of things" Quackmore said "We let you watch TV, help make dinner, clean your room,..."
He would of went on but Della Burst in. "I meant anything cool."
Quackmore chuckled a bit. Giving his wife's hand a gentle squeeze. Leaning down he gave her a soft kiss on the lips.
"Eww gross" Donald said. Covering his eye. Della nodded in agreement.
They Laughed Kissing again.
"I love you" he told her in a whisper.
"I love you too" she said quietly
Donald made a big show of rolling his eyes. "Would you please stop?" He said. "Your embarrassing us"
A/N
These are just little snippets of Donald and Della growing up.
I'm currently working on another fic right now. so it will take me awhile to update this one. :-\
Also fair warning this is not going to be in chronological order.
thanks for reading.
(reviews please)