Reminder: This fic involves a genderbent character.
Henna Mallard
He first heard of her from Launchpad. He doesn't often hang out with the pelican, so suffice to say he wasn't too put off hearing about this girl he's been talking to. Whenever they do manage to meet up the man-child regales him with tales in reverse craniological order. This time around, the pilot was vaguer with the story, and only briefly talked about meeting the young miss at a fan meet. Gondra popped up in his mind and he was wondering if Launchpad could potentially be interested romantically. Launchpad was a nice guy with a lot going on for him. The story moves on and Fenton tells himself to meet up with the duck at some point in the future.
He first met her as Gizmoduck. The armored hero picked up some concerning noises nearby the alley and went over to interfere. He had just arrived to witness the poor crook fly past him and slam into the garbage bin. There she stood, dusting off her shoulders and picking up her purse. For a moment, Fenton stood there speechless. She was gorgeous. The Bonita donned white feathers, gossamer hair kept in a ponytail, broad shoulders, and a lithe figure hiding a deceptively strong build.
She looked up. "Oh, it's you. Thanks for coming but I already got this handled."
She had blue eyes.
She bit him farewell and left, bill held high. His mama raised him well, but he was ashamed to admit that it took a lot more of his will to look away as she walked passed.
She was introduced to him by his mother. Apparently she was a witness to a case his Mama was investigating, something about a missing person. Took him by surprise to find Bonita casually sitting in the dining room as he waltzed in grumbling about Manny. From what his Mama told him, she was feeling distraught after questioning and upon hearing that she didn't have family nearby Mama invited her over for coffee.
"Hijo, this is Ms. Mallard."
"Please, call me Henna." She smiled.
"F-fenton. I'm Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera." I held up my hand out of habit.
She shook it.
"You're in my Mama's house."
She laughed. I smiled as Henna beamed.