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So one of you guys said I needed more Debbigail and Huelet… oh honey, try not to blush

ooo

It was around midnight when Scrooge went to go visit Launchpad. He stepped into the Sunchaser to find the pilot sprawled out uncomfortably on the driver's seat.

"Launchpad?" Scrooge asked.

Launchpad groaned as the trillionaire shook him awake. He groggily opened his eyes and sat up.

"Hey Mr. McD." he greeted numbly, rubbing his swollen eyes.

Scrooge frowned. He'd never heard Launchpad, who was usually so full of energy and endearing cluelessness, so drained. His pilot looked absolutely horrible. Launchpad's clothes were dirty and torn, there were dark bags under his eyes, indicating that he had gotten no proper sleep. His vibrant orange hair, which was usually styled with care, was unkempt and matted with soot. There were sloppily applied bandages all over his body, and Scrooge winced when he saw some blood soaking through quite a few of them.

"You turned down my offer to stay with us at the hotel." Scrooge noted.

"Yeah," Launchpad said. "I uh… didn't want to. I just felt like staying here."

Scrooge raised an eyebrow and Launchpad sighed in anguish. He hated it when his boss could read him like an open book.

"I don't deserve it. I don't deserve to stay with you in a luxurious hotel." he said through gritted teeth.

"How come?" Scrooge challenged.

He groaned. "I put Louie and Webby's lives in danger, Mr. McDuck! I put my life in danger. Ms. B was right. I'm not the brightest."

Scrooge smirked. "No, you aren't."

Launchpad stared at him quizzically.

"But," Scrooge continued. "That doesn't mean you're stupid. Yes, you didn't think things through, but for good reason. You wanted to help Webbigail."

"But she bribed me," Launchpad reasoned. "I did all of this for some collectible. I had no intention of helping her at first." he said in disgust.

"At first." Scrooge agreed. "But you could've turned back at any given time, Darkwing Duck collectible or not. In the end, you were set on helping Webby."

He scratched his head. "I guess you're right. I just didn't see it."

Scrooge smiled, setting a hand on his shoulder. "See? You've a good heart, Launchpad. I see it, and as long you see it as well, you shouldn't care what anyone else says."

"But Ms. B—"

"Ms. Beakley nothing," Scrooge said firmly. "Now come on. We ordered you some dinner. When's the last time you ate?"

His stomach rumbled, but Launchpad was still hesitant. "I…"

Scrooge gently helped him up, careful not to disturb any of his injuries. "You're part of the family too. Come on."

Once they locked up the Sunchaser and reached the hotel, Launchpad tried not to tear up as Scrooge fed him bits of soup and bread while Beakley tended to his injuries.

You're part of the family too.

ooo

Dewey woke up before Webby that morning, which usually didn't happen. But considering her past few weeks of not sleeping on a proper bed, it only made sense that Webby was heavily asleep. His head was buried in her soft chest, his strong arms firmly wrapped around her waist. Webby's smooth legs were wrapped around his torso, and he smiled at the warmth. He had missed her so much, and was extremely comfortable in her arms.

Webby woke up with a soft moan.

Dewey was softly nipping at her neck, gently grazing her skin with his teeth. She let out a content sigh, running her hands through his hair. He gently undid the strings on her white bathrobe, exposing her toned stomach. Dewey leaned down and kissed her stomach, making her toes curl up. She slowly straddled him and shook her bathrobe off, leaving her in her bra and panties. Dewey bit his lip and eyed his girlfriend hungrily, excitement coursing through his veins.

"Quite the wake up, eh Dewford?" she said in a British accent.

He stifled a laugh. "Definitely, Miss. Webbigail."

He sat up to reach her lips. Webby seductively motioned that she wanted his shirt gone, and he happily obliged, throwing it across the room. He kissed her deeply, and wrapped his arms around her waist, drawing her in even closer. Webby reached behind her bra and unhooked it. Dewey slowly slid the straps down her shoulders, kissing her bare skin as he went. Webby blushed when he finally distangled the bra from her arms, and he smiled.

"You're gorgeous." he reminded her.

She blushed harder and he flipped them over. Dewey nuzzled her neck with his nose before moving downwards. She let out a rather satisfied moan when he enclosed his mouth over her hardened bud. Dewey smiled.

"Dewey," she said breathily. "I think… I think I'm close to being ready."

"Yeah?" he asked huskily.

She nodded. "All of this feels so amazing and I've been craving it so much more—oh!" she squeaked when Dewey began rolling her nipple between his thumb and index finger.

As Dewey's mouth and hand worked on her chest, his free hand slithered downwards to the hemline of her panties. Webby gasped when it went underneath, his hand slyly avoiding where she needed him most.

"D-Dewey." she complained shakily.

"What is it?" he asked innocently, as he teased her opening with the top of his finger.

Webby jumped at the contact and her breaths became heavier with need. She scowled, and playfully pushed him off of her. He couldn't have all the fun. He smiled as he landed on the mattress and propped his head up with his elbow.

"Forget it. I'll just do this myself," she said, feigning annoyance. Then with a smirk, she added, "No touching."

He turned beet red when Webby cupped one of her perky breasts, her free hand sliding down there. She threw her head back and moaned when her thumb ran over her little bundle of nerves, and Dewey's jaw dropped—has she always looked this sexy?

"Fuck…" she sighed, knowing Dewey always liked it when she cursed.

He gritted his teeth. "Alright, alright… just come here."

Webby gave him a sassy smirk. "Come and get me."

Dewey narrowed his eyes and pounced on top of her.

"Dewey!" she laughed.

Webby hooked his leg over his torso, and pulled him impossibly close and deeper to her. His eyes visibly darkened and he gently kissed her. She sighed contentedly, and wrapped her arms around his neck, and he let himself gently lie on top of her, careful not to hurt her. Dewey listened to her steady heartbeat and closed his eyes.

"I'm going to miss this," he said. "We don't know what's going to happen on this adventure."

"Hey, we'll make it," Webby reassured softly. "We've been through so much. Why is this adventure any different?"

He sighed. "The moment he started talking about my mom… I just felt a jolt of familiarity, like I needed to do this."

Webby smiled, and ran her nails through his hair. "Then we're on the right track."

Dewey groaned. "I just don't get why Huey and Louie don't feel the same way about Mom."

"They're just hesitant, you can't blame them, Dewdrop," she reasoned. "Della's been gone for 18 years, that's a lot. Not everyone has that jolt of familiarity."

He sighed. "We concluded that she's lost in space, but Steelbeak said that 'it would be a shame if something happened to her', like he had her… I don't know."

"Maybe," Webby agreed. "It's a long shot, but maybe we'll finally solve everything."

He groaned.

"Hey," Webby reminded him with a large smile. "I'm topless."

He seemed to get his spirit back and she laughed as Dewey kissed her.

ooo

Violet wrapped a towel around her, and stepped out of the shower. She wrapped her hair in another dry towel and grabbed her lotion. Just as she was about to apply it, a pair of toned arms wrapped around her waist.

"Huey!" she yelped when he lifted her onto the counter. He was in nothing but his boxer shorts.

"Do you always look this sexy after a shower?" he asked seductively.

"Hubert Duck, I—" she warned, but was quickly cut off when Huey pressed his lips against hers.

She tried, she really did, to fight him, but he was too good. Violet wrapped her arms around his neck. Her towel that was on her head fell off, and her long, damp curly hair cascaded down her shoulders. That seemed to excite Huey more as he started kissing her neck. She stifled her moan.

He smirked when he saw her towel, and she narrowed her eyes.

"Don't you even try, Hubert." she growled.

Huey just laughed and picked her up, dropping her onto the bed. He roughly undid the knot on her towel and yanked it off, leaving her nude. She laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Huey!" she giggled. "Stop!"

"No way, Vi." he grinned.

He kissed his way down towards her womanhood, and she blushed.

"H-Hubert…" she warned half heartedly.

He wrapped both of his toned arms around her thighs, tilting her hips up before he took her into his mouth.

Violet all but shuddered beneath him as his warm tongue came in contact with her slickened folds. The first taste had him eating her like she was a last meal; he was lapping eagerly at her wetness and trailing his tongue over her pulsing clit. Gone was the timid boy she knew from the mansion, and in his place was a strong, young man full of raging testosterone and one goal in mind: Violet Apollonia Sabrewing's pleasure.

"Huey!" she cried out, fisting his hair as she marveled at his skilled tongue. "That's it. Right there. Ooh, damn…"

Huey swirled his tongue gently over her clit before kissing. It caused Violet to blush crimson, and she was thankful for the low lighting to hide it. She'd never imagined Huey Duck in between her legs, pleasuring her this much. He continued stimulating her clit with his tongue while he curled one, sure finger inside of her.

"Oh, fuck!" Violet threw her head back and moved against his finger, pressing it further into her and making her moan. Huey rocked his finger inside of her, filling her up to his knuckle. Then, he searched for the soft bundle of tissue inside of her while licking her with firm thoroughness. When he made a come-here motion with his finger, he found it, and Violet screamed softly, hips jerking and eyes falling shut. His finger began to curl inside of her again and again, moving her hips and causing her to grind her clit across his tongue.

Violet was in heaven.

"Huey… oh, Huey, you're going… to make me…"

She didn't know how he forced it so quickly from her, but her walls clenched up around his finger while his tongue darted quickly over her bundle of nerves in rapid movements. Stars burst behind her eyes, and Violet screamed out in pleasure, legs quivering, skin slightly damp with the dew of her euphoria. He continued to pump his finger inside of her, licking anywhere he could to taste her as she came.

When her high died down, she glared at him, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. He simply laughed and pulled her in, planting a small kiss on her forehead.

ooo

"Where on Earth are Dewey and Webby? Or Huey and Violet?" Scrooge asked irritably. They had been at breakfast for about an hour and neither couple had showed up.

"We'll get them!" Louie and Lena shouted.

Beakley raised an eyebrow. "Okay?"

Once Louie and Lena were out of earshot, they chuckled.

"Worst time to have sex." Louie grinned.

"We're about to take down F.O.W.L's biggest villain and these guys are having sex?!" Lena snorted.

"And they call us the irresponsible ones."

Lena pounded on Dewey and Webby's door.

"Coming!" cried Webby.

Lena paled, hoping she was coming to the door, and not in any other context. A few seconds later, Webby opened the door and gave Lena a charming smile.

"We'll be out in 5." she said nervously.

Lena scoffed.

Meanwhile, Huey and Violet were just coming out of their room.

"It's about time, you two." Louie snorted.

"Sorry, we had a late morning." Huey smirked.

Louie grinned, and Violet smacked his arm. "Huey!"

Huey threw his arms around both of them and together, they went to go eat some breakfast.

ooo

Later that afternoon, the gang got onto the plane and started flying.

"Where are we going?" Scrooge asked.

"He'll tell us." Louie said grimly.

As if on cue, Scrooge's phone rang and he answered it.

Steelbeak chuckled. "First ring, eh? You'll land down at my private airport, coordinates 33.8121° North and 117.9190° West. There, some of my Eggmen will be waiting to check any of you for weapons. Then they'll drop you off via boat to my… classic villain lair."

Launchpad set a course for the given coordinates and Louie devised a plan.

"Okay," Louie started. "We're obviously not going in there together. We need to split up."

"No duh." Dewey frowned.

Louie scowled at him. "Launchpad will land the plane and then fly out of there immediately to ensure his safety and our ticket out of there. Team A will Scrooge, Beakley, Webby, and Huey, dressed as me. They'll go with the Eggmen to Steelbeak's lair."

Huey frowned. "Why do I have to dress up as you?"

"Because Steelbeak knows that I'm here with you guys, and he'll use whatever serum he injected me with against you guys." Louie explained.

"Good point." Huey noted.

As Webby helped Huey pull off Louie's look, Louie continued explaining the plan. "Uncle Scrooge has a tracker on his cane, top hat, and phone, so Team B, Lena, Beakley and I will stay hidden and keep track of you guys."

"What do I dew?" Dewey asked with a wink.

Louie snorted. "Dew you're a part of Team A, but if you can, your job is to take one of the Eggmen's uniforms so we have a man on the inside just in case Team A gets imprisoned."

"Good thinking, Louie." Huey nodded.

"What about me?" Violet asked.

"Vi, your job is to stay with Launchpad and keep in touch with us so we have an eye in the sky."

Violet nodded.

"Let's do this!" Louie shouted.

ooo

The plane landed at a foggy airport.

"Move!" Louie cried.

The crows quickly dispersed into its respective teams, and Huey and Violet quickly kissed.

"Be safe!" Violet called out before Huey left.

"I will! I love you." he smiled.

"I love you too!" she grinned.

The Sunchaser took off and Lena, Beakley, and Louie used it as a cover to rush into an empty warehouse. Webby, Scrooge, Huey, and Dewey stood where they were. Soon enough, about 4 armed Eggmen arrived and patted them down, checking them for weapons. They took away Scrooge's cane, but other than that, they were clean. The Eggmen ushered them forward and into a speedboat.

ooo

"So," Dewey started. "You like working for F.O.W.L?"

"Shut it." one of Eggmen snapped.

"Rude," Huey, dressed up as Louie, commented.

"I said shut it!" he snapped.

Webby shrunk and she gripped Dewey's hand. Dewey ran his thumb across the top of her palm in reassurance. Scrooge motioned for the two to show no sign that they were together, and their hands separated from one another. Scrooge nodded for Dewey to try to steal one of the Eggmen's uniforms. They were all around his size, so that didn't matter. How was he supposed to separate the four of them? He couldn't take them all out, considering the Eggmen were the ones who knew where Steelbeak's hideout was.

Dewey made eye contact with Scrooge and his message was clear—not now.

Scrooge frowned.

ooo

When the Eggmen took away Scrooge's cane, Louie scowled.

"There goes one of our trackers." Louie grumbled, but he was shushed by Beakley.

"Don't forget, this is Steelbeak's territory." she reminded him. "We need to be quiet."

"Didn't you say he was running a drug cartel?" Lena asked.

"It is," Louie agreed, exploring the area.

"Louie!" Beakley hissed. "Come back here!"

But Louie didn't go back. The warehouse was covered by large boxes and Louie reached into one, pulling out a large bag of white powder.

"Score." Louie joked.

Ms. Beakley and Lena watched in horror and disbelief as Louie used his khopesh to rip open the packet with care. He tasted some of the powdery substance.

He smiled. "This is cocaine!"

Lena raised an eyebrow. "How do you know what cocaine tastes like?"

Louie narrowed his eyes. "How do you not?"

Lena's jaw dropped when Louie reached into his pocket and pulled out his cigarettes alongside his lighter.

"Might as well enjoy ourselves, right?"

"Louie," Lena laughed nervously.

"You wouldn't." Beakley growled.

Louie gently sliced a long slit down a cigarette with his khopesh, trying not to fluff up the tobacco. Lena watched in disbelief as he sprinkled in some powder cocaine. He licked it and sealed the slit.

"A homemade coco puff!" Louie introduced.

"Louie!" Lena snapped.

Louie ignored her and lit the end with his lighter. He took a long drag, and coughed.

"That's good stuff." he said through red rimmed eyes.

Lena used her magic to take the 'coco puff' away from him, and he grinned.

"Are you high?!" she snapped.

He gave her a lazy smile and Lena's eyes widened.

ooo

One word: Drugs

DON'T DO THEM

I just read an amazing review by a Guest saying, "it must be hard for you to write about a beloved villain". And he or she is absolutely correct, it is very difficult writing about a complex villain like Steelbeak. Steelbeak is probably the most known FOWL villain after Black Heron, and sometimes it gets stressful knowing that 10,000+ people are viewing your story, judging it, then evaluates you as a person and decides whether or not to come back to your story. So thank you to that guest for understanding it. I think the DuckTales writers themselves had the same problem—they were about to launch a reboot of a beloved show from 1987. That's the definition of "nostalgia". They were under a lot of pressure, considering the other reboots at the time ended up as flops, like Ben 10, The Powerpuff Girls, hell, even The Magic School Bus. Similarly, I was also under a lot of pressure deciding on whether to include Steelbeak, an old villain.

Many of us see DT-17 as this amazing show with a storyline better than the original. I think it's better than 1987 (come at me XD), but the way they rebooted the show is super smart! But at the same time, there can be negative feedback, and here's an example:

Some people don't like how DT-17 portrayed Steelbeak in the new episode "Double-O-Duck in You Only Crash Twice!" Now, don't get me wrong, I am in love with DuckTales 2017, but I also feel like Steelbeak's character isn't anywhere near his old self. He is a stylish villain, but in the recent episode, he's portrayed as (pretty much) a temperamental idiot who's self conscious about his intelligence. That isn't a horrible idea, in fact, it's a great idea! Just not for someone like Steelbeak. He is FOWL's top agent. They should've used someone like… I don't know Major Synapse. Literally anybody but Steelbeak.

So that's negative feedback, and it's enough to make anyone scared of introducing this old idea. Another example is how Netflix is ""rebooting"" Avatar the Last Airbender and a lot of people aren't happy. But this is a risk we're taking for the greater good. So thank you, Guest, for seeing my struggle with all this Steelbeak stuff

Love you all, and I'm amazed we hit 10,000+ views. Love you guys! :)

—Jordan