Author's Note- Hey I'm ungrounded!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!! Time to throw a par-
tay!!!!!!!!!! Okay guess your bored of hearing me celebrate, onto the
story~
It was late when the duck walked in. He had on black pants, and a black jacket. He was muscular, and tough looking. He stood about 5'11; much taller than the 5'3 Nosedive. In one hand he held a bottle of liquor, and in the other was a newspaper. The ducks instantly got on their feet when they heard the duck walk in. His name was Billie Frank Flashblade, and he was Nosedive's and WildWing's father."
Nosedive hadn't clued the rest of the ducks in on what had happened with his father, he couldn't. He had sobbed himself in fear to sleep in Tanya's arms. She acted as a mother and made sure everything was going "to be okay".
It was 11:00 when the duck walked in. Nosedive instantly winced into Tanya, and immediately requested Grin to stay with them. So Duke and Mallory greeted the stranger.
"Well look what we have here", said the father, "Nosedive you feeling better? I hope not. You deserve to die for what you miserable brats did! I hope your satisfied Nosedive, I hope you and your moronic brother are happy. You selfish little horror!"
That was as far as he had gotten before Nosedive started to cry once more.
"Aw are you crying Nosedive", tormented the father, "I can't believe I have such a crybaby for a child."
The words hit Nosedive hard, and made him even more upset. However he stopped his crying.
"So where's your brother", asked his father, "I need to give it to him too. You little brats left us! You left your own family! You deserve this Nosedive, do you hear me? I'm your father and I'm going to punish you, like all good fathers, now get up and take a beating like a man."
Nosedive latched onto Tanya, and took refuge behind Grin.
"Nosedive I'm sick and fed up with you", cried the father, "Get up here now!"
"Listen Mister", cried Duke interfering, "I don't know what family issues you all have. I don't care whose right or whose wrong. You my man are not getting anywhere near that teenager. This teenager is not any of the things you just described him as. I know because I have worked with him, we all have. If you get any closer to him, I'll have my 7'2 muscular, weighing at 299 pounds deal with you. Understood?"
"Who fits that description", laughed the duck, "You? HA!"
Then Grin stood up flexing his muscles. The father backed down.
"Nosedive", barked the father, "How could you let them do this to me? I'm your father!"
"And he's your son", cried a voice as the Canard, WildWing, and Phil entered the room.
Nosedive looked relieved, and thankful for his brother's presence.
WildWing walked right up to his father. He looked down at his father. WildWing was not Nosedive. Nosedive was small and lean, WildWing was 6'5 and brawny. There was no way there was going to be another incident dealing with any physical violence.
"Who are you", barked the father.
WildWing sighed in heavily and looked at his father straight in the eyes. "I guess it's been so long that you can't recognize your own son huh?"
Billie stepped back, "No", he said, "There is no way, you can't be, you're so big."
"That's right I'm big", cried WildWing, "I should kill you right now for what you have put our family through, and then bring you back to life and kill you again for doing that to Nosedive."
Canard stepped in separating the infuriated son, and terrified father.
"Mr. Flashblade", said Canard, "I'm not sure if you remember me but I'm WildWing's best friend. Now I'm going to introduce you to the rest of the team members, then you can sleep in my bedroom. I hope that maybe we can patch some of this family matter thing up, if not than at least we will not allow any fighting. Now this red-head over here is Mallory McMallard, special armed forces. This is our manager Phil Palmfeather. This is Duke L'Orange, former thief and expert in the field of mischief and cleverness. That over holding your petrified son is Tanya Vanderblock medical and tech expert. This very large duck is Grin Hardwing, our enforcer and you know both your sons, Nosedive and WildWing Flashblade. Nosedive is our top- scorer for our hockey team, and vital part of our fighting team as well. WildWing is one of the captains of this team, you should be proud. As I said before I'm not sure if you remember me but I have been Wing's best friend since we were six. My name is Canard Thunderbeak and I the other captain of this team."
The man nodded, and then asked to go to bed. Canard guided the man to his room, and showed him their bathroom, and other vital things that are needed to be known.
Nosedive ran up to his brother, he hadn't a shirt on. There wasn't time to have dressed him up. They had been cleaning the blood and his shirt was soaked. Then the pizza came and he told the ducks he wanted everyone to eat and stay with him, he didn't want anyone leaving his side.
WildWing embraced his brother, "Oh Nosedive."
Nosedive didn't let go, but held onto his brother's neck tightly. He was shivering, but not from the cold but from fear.
"Let out Nosedive", said WildWing, "Let it out."
"It's not fair! Why can't we have a normal family! Why did he have to do that? And we got a chance to start over too! H-he ruined it! We could have been a family again! I hate him! He ruined our family! Him and mom! I hate them! It's not fair! It's not fair!"
The teenager sobbed miserably and uncontrollably. WildWing in return picked up the smaller duck and allowed him to cry. He cradled his brother and rocked him back and forth.
"I know", he said, "I know."
There was an uncomfortable pause between all of the ducks; pure silence except for Nosedive's bawling.
"WildWing", whispered Nosedive, "I'm scared."
"You don't have to be", cried Duke, "We'll protect you okay? And WildWing will too, don't worry! We just got rid of your father before didn't we?"
"Y-yeah."
Nosedive kept crying. The ducks then noticed something, WildWing was crying too. There were a few tears rolling down his face, but he kept his voice steady, and showed no depression. He couldn't he had to be strong, for Nosedive.
"Guys", said Tanya, "Why don't you both come over here, on the coach, eat some pizza and watch one of the movies we rented? We can all sleep in the living room tonight, since you guys seem a bit off. That sound good?"
"Yes", cried a miserable Nosedive, "You people can leave us! He'll get us! I'm not going through that again!"
WildWing drew his brother closer. "Dive I'll protect you", he whispered silently.
"You can't though! I mean you can't beat him up! He's our father, and on PuckWorld you couldn't beat him up, and well"
"Dive, I have gotten older, and taller, and I can fight our father. Just because I couldn't fight when we were kids doesn't mean I can't now, you have nothing to worry about. I won't let him touch you!"
"I know but-"
"No one is fighting anyone", said Canard as he walked into the room, "So no duck here as anything to worry about. WildWing no fighting, regardless of your feelings, no fighting."
WildWing looked away.
"WildWing", cried Canard, "He's your father!"
"Some father!"
"Please", begged Nosedive, "Please don't fight. No more fighting. Please."
WildWing had to not fight, he couldn't now, but he could protest.
"Nosedive after all he has done to us, we finally have the chance to get him back and you don't' want to full fill that opportunity?"
"Wing calm down", said Canard, "Tanya I heard your plan, and that's what we are going with." After a short pause Canard added, "Now."
So WildWing who was still cradling his brother walked over to the coach and laid his brother down.
"I'm going to get the pizza", said Tanya, "Duke get Nosedive a shirt."
"Aight", responded Duke.
In a few minutes the ducks were ready for the movie. The brothers were eating, (Nosedive now had a shirt on), and calming down.
They finally fell asleep, the others would have fallen off but wouldn't allow themselves too, they needed to harass Canard with questions to figure out what was going on. And Canard knew it too and dreaded it. He was waiting for the movie to end when Duke stood up and turned it off.
"Hey", said Canard.
"Enough stalling", replied Duke, "Story now."
Canard shut his eyes and told the ducks of the dire flashbacks and memories that flooded his mind.
It was late when the duck walked in. He had on black pants, and a black jacket. He was muscular, and tough looking. He stood about 5'11; much taller than the 5'3 Nosedive. In one hand he held a bottle of liquor, and in the other was a newspaper. The ducks instantly got on their feet when they heard the duck walk in. His name was Billie Frank Flashblade, and he was Nosedive's and WildWing's father."
Nosedive hadn't clued the rest of the ducks in on what had happened with his father, he couldn't. He had sobbed himself in fear to sleep in Tanya's arms. She acted as a mother and made sure everything was going "to be okay".
It was 11:00 when the duck walked in. Nosedive instantly winced into Tanya, and immediately requested Grin to stay with them. So Duke and Mallory greeted the stranger.
"Well look what we have here", said the father, "Nosedive you feeling better? I hope not. You deserve to die for what you miserable brats did! I hope your satisfied Nosedive, I hope you and your moronic brother are happy. You selfish little horror!"
That was as far as he had gotten before Nosedive started to cry once more.
"Aw are you crying Nosedive", tormented the father, "I can't believe I have such a crybaby for a child."
The words hit Nosedive hard, and made him even more upset. However he stopped his crying.
"So where's your brother", asked his father, "I need to give it to him too. You little brats left us! You left your own family! You deserve this Nosedive, do you hear me? I'm your father and I'm going to punish you, like all good fathers, now get up and take a beating like a man."
Nosedive latched onto Tanya, and took refuge behind Grin.
"Nosedive I'm sick and fed up with you", cried the father, "Get up here now!"
"Listen Mister", cried Duke interfering, "I don't know what family issues you all have. I don't care whose right or whose wrong. You my man are not getting anywhere near that teenager. This teenager is not any of the things you just described him as. I know because I have worked with him, we all have. If you get any closer to him, I'll have my 7'2 muscular, weighing at 299 pounds deal with you. Understood?"
"Who fits that description", laughed the duck, "You? HA!"
Then Grin stood up flexing his muscles. The father backed down.
"Nosedive", barked the father, "How could you let them do this to me? I'm your father!"
"And he's your son", cried a voice as the Canard, WildWing, and Phil entered the room.
Nosedive looked relieved, and thankful for his brother's presence.
WildWing walked right up to his father. He looked down at his father. WildWing was not Nosedive. Nosedive was small and lean, WildWing was 6'5 and brawny. There was no way there was going to be another incident dealing with any physical violence.
"Who are you", barked the father.
WildWing sighed in heavily and looked at his father straight in the eyes. "I guess it's been so long that you can't recognize your own son huh?"
Billie stepped back, "No", he said, "There is no way, you can't be, you're so big."
"That's right I'm big", cried WildWing, "I should kill you right now for what you have put our family through, and then bring you back to life and kill you again for doing that to Nosedive."
Canard stepped in separating the infuriated son, and terrified father.
"Mr. Flashblade", said Canard, "I'm not sure if you remember me but I'm WildWing's best friend. Now I'm going to introduce you to the rest of the team members, then you can sleep in my bedroom. I hope that maybe we can patch some of this family matter thing up, if not than at least we will not allow any fighting. Now this red-head over here is Mallory McMallard, special armed forces. This is our manager Phil Palmfeather. This is Duke L'Orange, former thief and expert in the field of mischief and cleverness. That over holding your petrified son is Tanya Vanderblock medical and tech expert. This very large duck is Grin Hardwing, our enforcer and you know both your sons, Nosedive and WildWing Flashblade. Nosedive is our top- scorer for our hockey team, and vital part of our fighting team as well. WildWing is one of the captains of this team, you should be proud. As I said before I'm not sure if you remember me but I have been Wing's best friend since we were six. My name is Canard Thunderbeak and I the other captain of this team."
The man nodded, and then asked to go to bed. Canard guided the man to his room, and showed him their bathroom, and other vital things that are needed to be known.
Nosedive ran up to his brother, he hadn't a shirt on. There wasn't time to have dressed him up. They had been cleaning the blood and his shirt was soaked. Then the pizza came and he told the ducks he wanted everyone to eat and stay with him, he didn't want anyone leaving his side.
WildWing embraced his brother, "Oh Nosedive."
Nosedive didn't let go, but held onto his brother's neck tightly. He was shivering, but not from the cold but from fear.
"Let out Nosedive", said WildWing, "Let it out."
"It's not fair! Why can't we have a normal family! Why did he have to do that? And we got a chance to start over too! H-he ruined it! We could have been a family again! I hate him! He ruined our family! Him and mom! I hate them! It's not fair! It's not fair!"
The teenager sobbed miserably and uncontrollably. WildWing in return picked up the smaller duck and allowed him to cry. He cradled his brother and rocked him back and forth.
"I know", he said, "I know."
There was an uncomfortable pause between all of the ducks; pure silence except for Nosedive's bawling.
"WildWing", whispered Nosedive, "I'm scared."
"You don't have to be", cried Duke, "We'll protect you okay? And WildWing will too, don't worry! We just got rid of your father before didn't we?"
"Y-yeah."
Nosedive kept crying. The ducks then noticed something, WildWing was crying too. There were a few tears rolling down his face, but he kept his voice steady, and showed no depression. He couldn't he had to be strong, for Nosedive.
"Guys", said Tanya, "Why don't you both come over here, on the coach, eat some pizza and watch one of the movies we rented? We can all sleep in the living room tonight, since you guys seem a bit off. That sound good?"
"Yes", cried a miserable Nosedive, "You people can leave us! He'll get us! I'm not going through that again!"
WildWing drew his brother closer. "Dive I'll protect you", he whispered silently.
"You can't though! I mean you can't beat him up! He's our father, and on PuckWorld you couldn't beat him up, and well"
"Dive, I have gotten older, and taller, and I can fight our father. Just because I couldn't fight when we were kids doesn't mean I can't now, you have nothing to worry about. I won't let him touch you!"
"I know but-"
"No one is fighting anyone", said Canard as he walked into the room, "So no duck here as anything to worry about. WildWing no fighting, regardless of your feelings, no fighting."
WildWing looked away.
"WildWing", cried Canard, "He's your father!"
"Some father!"
"Please", begged Nosedive, "Please don't fight. No more fighting. Please."
WildWing had to not fight, he couldn't now, but he could protest.
"Nosedive after all he has done to us, we finally have the chance to get him back and you don't' want to full fill that opportunity?"
"Wing calm down", said Canard, "Tanya I heard your plan, and that's what we are going with." After a short pause Canard added, "Now."
So WildWing who was still cradling his brother walked over to the coach and laid his brother down.
"I'm going to get the pizza", said Tanya, "Duke get Nosedive a shirt."
"Aight", responded Duke.
In a few minutes the ducks were ready for the movie. The brothers were eating, (Nosedive now had a shirt on), and calming down.
They finally fell asleep, the others would have fallen off but wouldn't allow themselves too, they needed to harass Canard with questions to figure out what was going on. And Canard knew it too and dreaded it. He was waiting for the movie to end when Duke stood up and turned it off.
"Hey", said Canard.
"Enough stalling", replied Duke, "Story now."
Canard shut his eyes and told the ducks of the dire flashbacks and memories that flooded his mind.