Title: Much Ado About Breakfast

Rating: PG-13

Summary: sequel to A Midsummer Night's Dinner. Same old Ducks, and new food adventures, including: Adam's exotic butter dance, flying flapjacks, and a stuffed kangaroo named Potch…

Feedback: Go on, review, I dare ya…

Dedication: none

Disclaimer: The Ducks belong to Disney

Story Notes: hey all! Here's the first chapter of the sequel to A Midsummer Night's Dinner. I think it's gonna be kind of the same thing, but with breakfast and some different weird experiences. You don't have to have read A Midsummer Night's Dinner to understand this story, but it always helps. Happy Reading…

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Chapter 1: Pancakes Anyone?

"Why, Spazway, is Boy Meets World on in your living room at 8:30 in the morning?" said a voice from behind Charlie Conway. Charlie fell off his couch; he didn't know anyone was there. Portman hadn't even bothered to knock on the door before he'd walked in.

"I think a better question, Portman, is why are you in my living room at 8:30 in the morning?" Charlie asked, getting up from the floor.

"Breakfast," Portman said easily.

"Dammit, Portman, don't you remember what happened when you came to my house for dinner a few weeks back?"

"Well be prepared, the rest of them are meeting us here right about-," he checks his watch as the doorbell rings, "-now." Portman walked across the room and opens the door.

Two seconds later, the rest of Charlie's Ducks walk into the living room.

"Hey Captain Duck!" Goldberg said in an easy tone.

"Nice to see you, partner," said Dwayne.

"Yeah, yeah, nice to see you, what's to eat?" asked Guy in an impatient voice.

"Guy!" Connie says, giving him an elbow in the side. Guy doubled over.

"I don't know what there is to eat, I didn't even invite you here this time!" Charlie said exasperatedly. "Why don't you ask Portman, since this seems to be his master plan!"

"Ok, Portman, what's there to eat?" Kenny asked.

No answer.

"Portman? Portman? PORTMAN!?"

Portman looked up, startled, from where he and Julie were snogging behind the couch.

"WHAT!?"

"You brought us here for breakfast, so what's there to eat?" Russ asked.

"Well, I was thinking, I just got my paycheck-" he pulls out a wad of cash from his pocket. "-and I figured we'd go out for breakfast."

Adam seemed very open to this, since it seemed that he wouldn't be the one paying, for once.

"Well, where should we go?" Averman asked, drawing attention to himself for the first time.

"Um…Averman? Why are carrying that stuffed kangaroo?" asked Luis.

"You mean Potch? He's my guardian. He wards off mummies, witches, crab-like severed hands, banshees, giant spiders, angry flies, Freddie Kruger, frogs that croak too loud, undercooked chicken, Chinese checkers, and even-" he pulled a clove of garlic out of the kangaroo's pouch. "-vampires!"

"Not the damn vampires again!" Fulton exclaimed.

"Yes, the damn vampires again, you great ugly fiend! They're out there!" Averman cried.

Everyone just stared at him.

"Yeah, ok, Averman. Kiss me again, Portman!" Julie said. Portman gratefully obliged.

"Damn it all to hell! Why doesn't anyone believe me?" Averman wailed.

"Maybe it's because you're a friggen lunatic?" Guy asked sarcastically.

"So, going back to what we're going to eat…" Fulton said. "I say we go for Chinese."

"What!?" Charlie cried. "Oh no, not again!"

"Chinese doesn't make good breakfast," Connie agreed, totally missing the point that the last time they'd had Chinese, everyone ended up rolling around in it.

"I was thinking more along the lines of pancakes for breakfast," said Guy, nodding at Fulton.

"Let's go to IHOP!" exclaimed Adam, practically jumping up and down with happiness.

"Buddy, you're getting way too excited over pancakes," said Russ.

"I can't help myself!" said Adam, trying to keep himself from moving but not really succeeding. "Something about all that butter and syrup and a frying pan turns me on," he continues, grinning devilishly.

"You do know that's a little sick and weird, don't you?" asked Kenny, moving away from Adam's side.

"Yeah, I think it's odd too," Dwayne agreed, "and I'm from Texas."

"What's so odd about Texas?" Goldberg asked.

"Well, for starters, most families are inbred and many people have fewer teeth than a jack-o-lantern," Dwayne answered.

"Ok, I'm sorry I asked," said Goldberg.

"Let's get going then, shall we?" said Connie.

"Yeah, come on, let's get the hell out of this house," said Luis.

"Hurry up!" Adam snapped at Portman and Julie, who were snogging behind the couch.

"Cool it, maple syrup boy, we're coming," said Portman, getting off the floor and pulling Julie to her feet.

"Can Potch come too?" Averman asked. "Charlie?"

"Yeah, yeah, why not?" Charlie didn't want to get Averman started on an explanation on why Potch needed to come. He'd go into some huge fit about how he would probably drink werewolf milk or eat runny eggs or something.

"I have a funny feeling," Charlie said to Fulton as they walked out the door, "that this isn't going to be a cake walk."

"Don't you mean a pancake walk, Charlie? It'll be fine," Fulton said, grinning.

Fulton and Charlie watched the Ducks a moment. Averman was babbling to his stuffed kangaroo and was trying to get Russ to talk to it as well. Portman and Julie were kissing, not watching where they were going, and as a result nearly flattened Kenny and Dwayne. Connie and Guy were bickering about blueberry and chocolate chip pancakes.

"Alright, I guess it is a little tough eating with the Ducks," said Fulton.

Then Adam told Luis and Goldberg about the exotic dance he'd once done with butter, and how he'd like to do it again. Luis and Goldberg looked at each other, quite terrified, and backed away from Adam slowly.

Fulton and Charlie looked at each other.

"Scratch that, Charlie," said Fulton. "This isn't going to be fine. This isn't even going to be bad. This is going to be friggen terrible…I hope you took a Prozac before we left."

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how was it? I suck at judging my own funniness factor. I hope it's amusing. oh! and I didn't mean offense toward anyone from Texas. I'm just using stereotypes for humor. no offense is meant by them. hit the review button for me. thanks!