"I'm so excited! School starts in one month!", Webby said excitedly. "I know this year is going to be amazing!", Huey said as Webby grabbed his hands and started jumping up and down.
"I think you two are the only ones excited about school starting soon," Louie said bluntly as he and Dewey just entered the living room. "Come on, Llewellyn, you have to be a little bit excited, we're going to be in high school next week!", Dewey said as he wrapped an arm around his brother, putting him in a headlock. "For the last time, don't call me by my real name!", Louie said as he wrestled with his brother. Huey ran over to them as he tried to break the two up. Webby walked over to the window and looked outside. She shut her eyes and started to remember all the adventures her and her family went on together.
It has been three years since there last adventure. The kids have grown into teenagers. The triplets haven't changed much. Huey is still a "Junior Woodchuck" at heart. He has taken an interest in the more technical, electronic matter lately. He still is the "older brother figure" in the family. Dewey is still the adventurous dare-devil we all know and love. He has caught the eyes of some upperclassmen in high school for his athleticism. He has been scouted for the baseball and soccer team. Dewey does have feelings for Webby but, he doesn't want to say anything to freak her out and ruin their current relationship. Louie is still lazy, but not as much when he was a kid. He is a charmer, throughout his middle school years, most of the girls of his class fell hard for his charms. He doesn't con people as much anymore unless the situation calls for it. Webby's appearance has changed over the years. Her hair is styled similarly to Della's hair only slightly longer. She still wears her iconic pink bow. She has calmed down over the years, but she can be overly chatty and hyper at times.
~One Week Later ~
In the city of St. Canard, a father and daughter are at the hideout in the tower of the Audubon Bay Bridge. Cleaning and packing the things they need for their move soon.
"Dad, do we really have to move away from here?", a teenage duck with red hair asked her father with a pleading tone to her voice.
"Yes, Gos," her dad replied, "I'm sorry, sweetie, but S.H.U.S.H wants me in Duckburg because they are testing some very important and secretive inventions that an important source is providing for the organization," her dad, Drake Mallard said with a hand on her shoulder, "and they need me, Darkwing Duck, there to protect their plans from the F.O.W.L organization."
His daughter, Gosalyn Mallard, still had a sad look on her face. She is sad that she has to leave her friends, especially her best friend, Honker Muddlefoot behind and start high school without them. Drake wrapped his arms around his daughter, giving her a warm-hearted hug. "Look on the bright side, we're moving to the city where our best buddy and sidekick lives now," he said with a smile.
"Get out! Launchpad lives there?!", Gosalyn responded excitedly. Drake gave her a nod. Gosalyn jumped and wrapped her arms around her dad's neck. The news made her extremely happy, she hasn't seen him since he moved back to Duckburg two years ago.
Gosalyn hasn't changed much over the years, she still is the sassy, spunky tomboy we all know. Her appearance has changed over the years, her hair turned from two short pigtails into one neck length ponytail. She has gotten more aggressive to the point where most are scared to be around her. With the exception of Honker, who has known her since childhood. She does use her aggressiveness to her advantage to get her way. Ever since her middle school years, she has secretly training to become a great hero like her father.
~ Two Days Later ~
After they packed and most of their furniture and boxes in the moving truck, they were ready to make their way to Duckburg. But, before they left, the Mallards gave their farewells to the Muddlefoots. Drake dreaded talking to them but, for Gosalyn's sake, he decided to endure it.
"I'm going to miss you, Honker," Gosalyn said while wrapping her arms around him. "I'm going to miss you too, Gosalyn," he replied as he was holding back tears. The two friends shared a warmhearted hug.
Meanwhile, Drake was giving his farewells to Herb and Binkie. "I'm gonna miss you so much, Drakaroonie!", Herb cried out while giving Drake a bone-crushing hug. "Yeah. I'm gonna... miss you... too...," Drake replied while Herb was squeezing the air out of him. "I'm so ready for this move, hopefully, we don't get neighbors like the Muddlefoots...", Drake thought while catching his breath.
Binkie walked over to Gosalyn and wrapped her arms around her. "I'm going to miss you Gosalyn. You were like the daughter I never had." Gosalyn tensed up a bit with the hug. "Now Gosalyn, remember to show off your feminine side more," Binkie said squeezing her tighter. Gosalyn cringed at that comment. "Yeah, I'll definitely do that," Gosalyn replied with a fake smile on her face. "I'll do it when dad hangs up his cape...", she mumbled. After all the hugging and farewells, the Mallards were ready to make their journey to their new home.
~Back at McDuck Manor~
"Hey, guys!!", Launchpad yelled as he ran through the hallway of the mansion. "Guys!! I have big news!!"
"We're in here, Launchpad," Dewey yelled back to Launchpad. The triplets and Webby were in the living room. Huey and Louie were sitting on the floor with their backs to each other. Huey was reading some book about rocks and Louie was using his phone checking SnapQuack. Webby and Dewey were sitting on the couch watching the Travel Channel on the television.
Launchpad came running into the room but, his feet got tangled up and fell on his face. "Are you okay?", Webby asked. "Yeah, I'm good, Webs!", he said while trying to get up. "Okay, so what's the big news, LP?", questioned Dewey. "Wait...what was my big news?", Launchpad questioned as he scratched his head. Everyone stared at him, "Let's hope he's not brain damaged...", they all thought simultaneously.
"Oh yeah, I got a letter from my-", Louie cut him off, "Wait, who sends letters anymore?" The others glared at Louie, "Launchpad, you may continue," Huey said giving him a signaling gesture. Launchpad paused for a moment. Everyone stared at him and waited to hear his big news. "Oh yeah, I got a letter from my bud in St. Canard." Everyone was curious about what his friend wrote him. "What did your friend write to you?", Webby asked eagerly. "He says that he will move into town soon," Launchpad replied, happily. "Oh, that's cool for you Launchpad," Huey said. "Is this friend you lived with for two years?", Dewey asked. "Yeah. He needed my help so I stayed at his place for a while," Launchpad replied. "What did you do help your friend out?", Huey asked. "Oh, he wanted me to-", he was about to reveal Drake's identity but quickly stopped himself, " -to help with... some stuff...," Launchpad said with a stretched answer. "Stuff. Really, that's it?!", Louie asked.
"Oh hey, guess what? My friend has a daughter that's 'round the same age as you guys," Launchpad said, trying to change the subject. "That's cool!! What she like Launchpad?", questioned Webby eagerly. "Hm...," Launchpad thought, "She's a lot like you, Webs. But a lot more aggressive and has a more violent edge."
Huey felt a chill go down his spine. He suddenly had a flashback to when they were kids and had that "dart war" and Webby scarred him for life. "Um... Huey are you okay?", Webby asked while shaking his shoulder. "H-huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine, Webby," Huey flinched. To this day, Webby still kind of terrifies him.
"So... When will your friend be in town?", Dewey asked. Launchpad thought for a moment, then he reread the letter. "The letter says that he will be in Duckburg on the first of August." Huey then pulled out his phone and checked the date. "Guys. Today is the first." Everyone looked at each other and all had the same idea. The triplets and Webby darted towards the front door and ran outside. About a minute later they ran back into the mansion. Launchpad scratched his head, "Uh... Why did you guys run out the door so fast?" "We were going to see what your friend is like but..," Dewey explained. "We have no idea where they live..," Huey finished. "Well... I guess I could drive you guys to their house right now," Launchpad suggested. The kids looked at each other and then agreed hesitantly. All of them hoping to have a safe ride there.
~ In the suburbs of Duckburg ~
Drake and his daughter had finally unpacked all their things. Gosalyn was in her new room fixing everything up. Meanwhile, Drake was putting up a wooden fence around the front yard. " Not a half bad job if I say so myself," he said as he wiped some sweat from his forehead. He went back inside his house to grab some white paint to paint the newly built fence.
~ Inside of the limo with Launchpad ~
"Launchpad, can you please slow down!!", Huey yelled. Dewey, Louie, and Webby sat in the back, while Huey sat in the front. Dewey and Louie clung to each other, while Webby was having the time of her life. "Hey Launchpad, can you make this go even faster?!", Webby yelled to Launchpad. "No! No! No! No! No! Nooooo!", the triplets yelled. "You got it, Webs!", Launchpad yelled back. He gassed the limo even faster. The triplets screamed in terror.
~Back at the Mallard's House ~
Drake had just started painting the fence, Gosalyn came out to help him out. "Explain to me, why we have to put up a fence around the house?", she asked her father with an unimpressed expression. "Because Gosalyn, we don't need any hooligans on our property," he declared. "Hooligans... Really hooligans..?", she questioned bluntly. "Yes. Hooligans," he bluntly. The two glared at each other.
Just as they were almost done painting the fence, Drake heard some tires skidding on the road in the distance. "Dad, what's wrong?!", Gosalyn asked, suspecting something was off. "Do you hear that?", he asked his daughter. She took a moment to listen. They both hear the tires skidding coming closer and louder to them. Drake turned to see a black limo drawing nearer at a rapid speed. "Gosalyn!", Drake yelled, tackling his daughter out of the way of the speeding car.
The limo crashed through the center of a newly built fence. After the dust cleared, debris was scattered all over the yard. "Who in their right mind would drive a limo at full speed into my FENCE!!", Drake yelled while quickly getting up. "Do you want me to get the hockey stick, Dad?", Gosalyn asked while her dad helped her up. Gosalyn ran quickly into her new home to grab her hockey stick.
~Inside of the limo~
"Ha... Crashed it...", Launchpad said casually. Huey, Dewey, and Louie were all wobbly from the ride. "Launchpad, next time, could you please drive at a regular speed," Huey said breathing heavily while leaning on the limo door. Dewey and Louie were rubbing their sore arms as the exited the car. Webby, on the other hand, exited the car unscathed. "That was fun!!", she yelled excitedly. "Fun? More like a deathtrap on wheels," Louie groaned.
As they exited the damaged limo, a strange man started yelling at them. "What kind of maniac would drive this fast in the suburbs! I swear, do you really want to face the wrath of-", Drake yelled until he recognized a certain tall duck. "DW?", Launchpad questioned. "LP?" Drake walked closer and immediately recognized his greatest friend and sidekick. "DW!", Launchpad yelled as he ran towards Drake and hugged him tightly. "Oh, Launchpad I've missed you so much, I've missed have my sidekick around." The triplets and Webby walked around the limo to see who was talking to Launchpad.
Just then Gosalyn burst through the front door with her hockey stick, running towards the triplets. "Take this, you hooligans!", she yelled as she attempted to strike Huey with her stick. Webby swiftly stood in front of him and caught the stick in her hands, similar to how a samurai would catch the sword's blade with their hands. "Wow! Nice reflexes!", Gosalyn complemented Webby. "Thanks, I've perfected this technique when I was nine!", she reciprocated. "This is great and all, but who are you and why did you try to attack us with a hockey stick?", Louie asked bluntly. "Oh, I'm Gosalyn! And the only reason why I tried to attack was that my dad says hooligans were 'round here." "Hooligans?", Dewey asked trying to sound serious. "I don't know, some kind of dad logic, I guess," Gosalyn responded.
"Hey, guys! This is the friend I told you guys about!", Launchpad yelled while he and Drake walked around to the other side of the limo. "Gosalyn, what did I tell you, don't attack anyone with the stick. I don't want another Halloween incident," Drake scolded. Gosalyn sighed, "Sorry, Dad." She threw her stick to the side, shattering a part of the fence. Drake placed a hand over his forehead, "I just put up this fence...", he groaned.
Launchpad placed a hand on Drake's shoulder, "This is my best friend, Drake Mallard." Drake put his hand up, "Hi, nice to meet you guys." "I'm Huey Duck, and I'm sorry about your fence. The one in blue is my younger brother, Dewey and the one in green is our younger brother, Louie." Drake looked at the boys, "So, are you guys triplets or something? Because your names sound similar and you dress in color-coded outfits." "Of course we're triplets, what else could we be?", the triplets said simultaneously. "Oh, come on, we just got over this!", the triplets groaned simultaneously. "Bananarama! Seriously?! Stop it!!", they yelled as they pointed fingers at each other.
"Hi, I'm Webby!", she said gleefully as she had her hand out to shake hands with him. "Drake, a pleasure. And I'm sorry that my daughter tried to attack you with a hockey stick," he said while placing a hand on Gosalyn's head, forcing her to bow. "Geez, dad... I can apologize on my own," she grumbled as she pushed off his hand.
"Hi, I'm Webby, let's be friends," she said excitedly, a little too close to Gosalyn's face, much to her discomfort. "Name's Gosalyn, nice to meet ya." The girls stared at each other, both not knowing what to say next. "So, that move you used earlier," Gosalyn spoke up, " you said that you perfected that when you were nine." "Yeah, my granny taught me how when I was eight," Webby responded. "Your granny must be pretty awesome," Gosalyn said, very impressed. "Yeah, she taught me martial arts, foreign language, and survival skills."
"That's so awesome! I wish someone taught me half of those things when I was a kid!", Gosalyn said with stars in her eyes. "Yeah... our dear Webbigail was pretty much sheltered in a mansion for a majority of her life," Louie responded, putting hands on her shoulders. "My dad has taught me the basics of martial arts," Gosalyn said while pointing her thumb back towards her dad. And then, Gosalyn had an idea pop up in her head. "How about a quick spar, and maybe you could give me some pointers?" Webby thought for a moment. "Are you sure you want to do that?", Huey warned, "I mean, I don't think you know what you're in for." "Don't worry your head, Red, I'm pretty sure I will be fine," she said confidently. "I just don't think you match up to Webby's strength," he said worriedly. "What?!" Gosalyn snapped, "Are you being serious right now? You really think that I am that weak?!", she said aggressively as she grabbed his shirt collar. "N-no! I didn't mean to say it that way!!", he stammered, "I'm just warning you that Webby is an experienced fighter."
Drake, Dewey, and Louie ran over to separate Gosalyn from Huey. "Gosalyn, this is not the way to treat people you just met!", Drake declared as he tried to pull his daughter away from Huey. "But, dad, he just called me weak!", she stated. "I did not, I was just warning you about Webby's strength." Gosalyn and Huey were pretty much arguing at this moment. Drake and Dewey were trying to break the two up. Louie, on the other hand, took out his phone and filmed their argument.
"Okay, I accept your challenge," Webby spoke up. Everyone froze in place, except for Louie, who had his head in his phone. "Really?!", Gosalyn said immediately, letting go of Huey's collar, dropping him to the ground and running towards Webby," You accept my challenge?" Webby nodded. " Yes! This is gonna be awesome," Gos yelled excitedly. The girls walked to the opposite ends of the yard. "You better not go easy on me," Gosalyn she said as she cracked her knuckles. Webby just smirked at her. The girls paused for a moment, waiting to see what the other's move was going to be. Gosalyn made the first move. She charged towards Webby, her fist ready to make contact. Webby dodged the attack swiftly. Gosalyn charged towards Webby once more, and again Webby dodged the attack. About the fifth time she charged, this time Webby didn't dodge, she caught her punch. Gosalyn couldn't believe that she was that strong. Webby wrapped her hands around Gosalyn's right arm. She flipped her over her shoulder and then pinned her to the ground.
"And that was Webby was holding back," Louie commented. "Well, she doesn't go all out unless it's necessary," Dewey stated.
"Wait, she held back?!", Drake asked, actually shocked that Webby could fight like that. "Yeah, one time she took down three Beagle Boys by herself," Launchpad stated. Drake just stared at Webby, "I can't believe it, this girl might be a better fighter than me," he thought.
Gosalyn laid on the ground, looking up towards the sky. Webby stood over her, holding her hand out to help her up. Gos grabbed her hand, " Your attacks were too obvious," Webby stated as she pulled her up, "you can't underestimate your opponent and go in at full force." "Thanks for the tips," Gosalyn smiled. That smile then turned into a smirk. A devious idea flew into her brain. "You know since my dad taught me how to fight, how about a little spar with him," she said as she smirked at her dad.
Gosalyn walked over to her dad and grabbed his hand. "Dad, could you do your only daughter a favor?", she requested as she gave him the puppy dog eyes. "Alright, what do you want?", he asked bluntly. "Well, since your fighting might be rusty," he groaned at her, " I think you should have a little spar with Webby."
Drake thought for an excuse, he wouldn't admit it but, he was a little intimidated be Webby. "Um, uh... You know maybe Webby might be kind of tired from her spar with you," he said as he laughed nervously, " besides I don't fight children," he said as he gave a stern look.
"Hey guys, we need to head home now, Beakley won't be happy if we're late for dinner," Huey said, signaling for the others to come on. Dewey and Louie waved goodbye to them, while Launchpad gave Drake a quick hug. "I guess I'll be seeing you around," Gosalyn said awkwardly. "Y-yeah," Webby laughed awkwardly as she held her hand out to her. "So, are we friends now?" Gosalyn smiled a big smile, "Are you kidding, of course, we are!", she declared, grabbing Webby's hand. Pulling her into a hug, "You are the coolest girl I've ever met, no other girl could compare to you!" Webby hugged her back, "Really? You don't think I'm weird?" "You do have your quirks, but doesn't everyone?", Gosalyn stated. Hearing that made Webby happy.
Webby began to walk away, but then she stopped for a moment. She opened her mouth to say something but decided not to. "If you have something to say, then say it," Gosalyn said. "Well, if you don't have any plans tomorrow, I thought we could hang out at my house. But if you do then that's fine," Webby asked while scratching the back of her head with a goofy grin on her face.
"I don't have plans tomorrow, so yeah, let's hang out at your place. I definitely want to meet your granny that taught you those cool moves!", Gosalyn responded. Both girls shook hands, promising each other to hang out again.
Ever since that day, the two girls have been very close friends. They along with the triplets hung out together for the rest of the summer. Turns out that Gosalyn would be going to the same high school as them. Webby was probably the most excited to hear that. And now the adventure called high school begins for the five ducks.
To be continued...