Disclaimer: Disney owns the Mighty Ducks. I own nothing! Do you hear me NOTHING MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAhAHAHAHa!!!! Well not nothing, I do own Magic.

A/N: Where does every story begin?

Elwenildo: the beginning of course.

SEC: And how do you usually begin your day?

E: I usually wake up around four in the afternoon duh! You know that!

SEC: *rolls eyes* continuing onWell under normal' circumstances that is true, but I'm not normal. I warn you now that some things are not what they seem to be.

A/N 2: okay here's the deal, ff.net hates me. I can only download bits and pieces of my story at any one time. Since this story is almost 10,000 words I have to break it up into may little pieces. In other words, chapters. I don't want them to be in chapters! I wrote this story to be told in one sitting, so here's what I'm going to do I'm going to be posting all the chapters at once so this will BE a story, just broken up a bit. I'm sooooooo sorry for this, but this is the only way I can do it. So JustSomeOne don't kill me. I have several stories that I have to post this way. *Cries eyes out*. Oh well, please enjoy and remember this wackiness I am setting before you may confuse you.

Dr. Wing; Mr. Wild

By Silver Elf Child

Wildwing awoke, groaned and rolled over. *Awake before the alarm, again. Maybe I should wait it out,* he thought to himself. Wildwing lay in bed for a good hour and the alarm clock did not go off. *Hmm that's strange, it should have gone off by now*. Wing rolled over to look at his alarm clock, but it wasn't there.

"Huh? Where's my clock?"

Wing swung his head over the edge of the bed to check if Magic had knocked his clock onto the floor again. His search was in vain for the clock was not there. Wildwing got up to ask Dive if he stole his clock again. (Nosedive hated being waken up at five thirty every morning. Some people just were not morning people, and Nosedive was definitely one of them.)

"NosediveWhere are you?"

Wildwing turned on the light and started rummaging through Dive's covers.

"Dive this isn't funny!"

Nosedive did not respond, but how could he when he wasn't even there. Wildwing now in a panic, rushed from the room frantically looking for Nosedive. He scoured the Pond looking for his little brother. He could not find hair or feather of him. This was not like Dive. Sneaking out during the middle of the night or not telling him where he was going. Wait a minute. What happened last night? The previous day's events were all a blur.

Flashback

Wildwing awoke, groaned and rolled over. *Awake before the alarm, again. Maybe I should wait it out,* he thought to himself. Wildwing lay in bed for a half-hour before the alarm clock went off.

"Come on Dive get up! It's time for practice."

"Uh, not now Wing I'm sleeping," Dive grunted.

"Come on sleepy head. Your hairs a mess," Wing smiled.

"Go away," Dive swatted at his brother.

Wildwing pulled the covers off Dive. "I said get up!"

"AHHHH Wing!" Nosedive said sitting up and used his pillow as a shield

"What?"

"Give me back my pants!"

"I don't have your. Oops sorry Dive," Wing said as he handed back the pajama pants.

"Yeah I'll bet," Dive said in an angry sarcastic tone.

"Get up. I expect to see you in the kitchen in ten minutes."

"What! You expect me to be able to shower in less then ten minutes!"

"Ten minutes Mr."

"Fine ten minutes. Man I can't get all these knots out in ten minutes," Dive said as he did the Vanna White pose with his hair.

Wildwing laughed as he exited the room and left Dive to grumble about his hair. Dive was at the breakfast table ten minutes later. His hair was half brushed and the comb was sticking out of a huge knot in the back of his head. Mallory started to laugh at him, but stopped short when Wing cast her a dirty look.

"Good morning Nosedive."

"Mornin' Tanya."

"Do you need some help?"

"Not really. I needed another fifteen minutes, but someone wouldn't let me have the extra time," Nosedive said as he gave Wing a sideways look.

"I love you too Dive. Sit down and eat," Wing pointed to the platter of pancakes on the table.

Now how can Dive complain when he had pancakes to eat, especially when Wing cooked them. He loved Wing's cooking. And his pancakes were first rate. Dive scarfed down half of the platter of pancakes. After breakfast the ducks had practice and then lunch. After lunch each duck was left to his and her own devices. Nosedive and Mal the mall, Duke a good book, Grin meditation, Tanya her lab and Wildwing as usual was on monitor duty. Everyone thought that he was completely obsessed with finding Dragonus, but in truth he spent most of his time surfing the web. Yeah, yeah, he doesn't look like a computer geek but hey, those authors on fanficiton.net were cool and he loved reading their stuff. He liked it when the authors decided to write about the other ducks for a change and not just about Dive and him. True they were easy targets, but come on. The others were ducks too and just as important. Well okay, he didn't spend all his time on ff.net. He also had to check his email. He had several correspondents with many of the different players in the NHL. On this particular day Wing had just received a message from Guy Hebert on goal tending strategies. (What else are two goofball goalies going to talk about? How to bake and decorate the perfect cake? Okay maybe they would, but not likely.) Wildwing was halfway through typing a response when Drake one's alarm went off.

"Great," Wing mumbled to himself before he quickly saved his draft and switched into battle gear.

The ducks were all assembled in about twenty minutes because Dive had to wait till Mal got those smashing pumps that went with her latest outfit, and then they were off chasing Dragonus. They didn't have to travel far because he was just down the street at a local shopping center. The Chameleon was busy stealing all the candy bars from the drug store when they arrived.

"Oh me love chocolate," he exclaimed happily as he danced around the registers.

"Good for you," Wing said flatly as he leveled his puck launcher at him.

"Took you long enough. What were you doing taking a bath?"

"Drop the candy sleezasor," Mal ordered.

"I don't wanna."

"Do it geekoid or else we'll have to get rough on ya," Dive said smugly.

"Oh I don't think so," Siege said as he teleported in behind the ducks.

"Look out!" Mallory shouted as she hit the deck and rolled to safety before firing at Siege.

As usual, Chameleon teleported back to the Raptor with his candy bars and Siege assaulted the ducks. Sometime during the battle Wraith appeared in his mystical smoke cloud and unleashed a new weapon on the ducks. Since he was such a terrible aim he missed the ducks. Well, all except one, Wildwing. As soon as Wing was tagged it' the two saurians teleported away.

"That was too easy," Mal stated as she turned to look at the others.

That was when they found Wildwing on the floor.

"Bro! Wing! Bro.! Can you hear me?" Dive yelled. His fear was written all over his face and it was mirrored on all the other ducks faces as well.

"Uh, man what hit me?" Wing asked as he sat up and rubbed his head.

"Are you okay Wildwing?" Duke asked.

"I think so. Nothing appears to be broken."

"Do you feel different in anyway?" Tanya asked as Duke and Mal helped him to his feet.

"Not really. My head hurts, but I think that's from when I hit the ground."

"We need to get you back to the Pond. If you hit your head you might have suffered a concussion."

"I hope not we have a game tomorrow night."

The ducks rushed their leader back to the Pond's infirmary to run the appropriate tests. There had to have been a reason why Dragonus zapped him.