A/N- Internet's still down. Gonna be a while before it's back. However, a comment to my reviewers, I'm glad you like the concept. But another comment as well, Negaduck being OOC is kind of the point of the story. But never fear, he's not always going to be weepy eyed Negaduck--as a matter of fact, that might be the only time in this fic you get to see him cry. I'm going to try for the sarcasm that he is known and loved for throughout the rest of the fic. I have to, as a self-respecting Negaduck fan! Now, here's chapter one.

Chapter 1- Staying with the Grandparents

"So, the Honeymoon is set all but for one itty bitty problem… Gosalyn can't stay here by herself," Drake Mallard's voice rang from the living room of his and Gosalyn's new home.

Morgana MaCawber--now Morgana MaCawber-Mallard--was not included in the list of newbies to the house because this had always been her house. Drake and she had decided that the suburban home would be too small for the new husband, wife, daughter, and any other child they would produce throughout the course of their marriage. Gosalyn didn't mind the move. She liked the house, always had. And the old one was fraught with ill kept memories. She was happy for the move.

She sat in the floor of her new room--the biggest on the third floor of the house--and began to unpack her things. She had just barely begun when there was a knock at the door.

"Come in," she said.

Both Drake and Morgana entered the room.

"What's up?" she asked, even though she knew why they were here. MaCawber Manor was really great at echoing voices.

"Well, sweetheart, it's just that you know Morgana and I will be leaving day after tomorrow for our Honeymoon, and we thought we could consult you on where you wanted to stay while you were away," Drake said.

"Do I have options, or do I just pick?" she asked.

"Well, I think you're old enough to stay here by yourself, but your father thinks you should stay with someone. What do you think?" Morgana asked sweetly.

Gosalyn had always liked Morgana, but for some reason, the she-witch had been acting especially sweet to her since her marriage to her father. Gosalyn was honestly happy for both of them, and she liked the fact that someone like Morgana was her new mother. Morgana was very accepting of the fact that she was sixteen now, not ten. Gosalyn smiled.

"No offense, but this house could get kind of creepy by myself. What are my options on away places?" she asked.

Drake seemed to smile with relief. That smile was quickly wiped away when Morgana made her first suggestion.

"I'm sure my father wouldn't mind having you. And since it is the summer, we don't have to worry about how to get you to school and back."

"No, that is out of the question!" Drake protested.

Morgana's eyes darkened--even took on a slight shade of red. "Why is it out of the question? Is it because of Daddy?"

"No, Morg, it has nothing to do with your family. It has to do with their extended guest," Drake said, and Morgana's eyes widened, as if she had just remembered something very important, and nodded in understanding.

"Who're you talking about?" Gosalyn asked.

"Nobody," the parents said simultaneously.

"Well, I think it's a great idea to stay with my new grandparent. I want to go."

"No," Drake said. "And that's final. How about the Muddlefoots?"

"No, Honker's gone for the summer to his aunt's, and I don't want to put up with Tank. I want to go to my grandfather's house."

Drake looked to Morgana for back-up. She shrugged. Smacking his forehead lightly, he sighed.

"Alright, but you have to swear to me that you will get into no trouble whatsoever. Got it?"

"Deal!"

…………………

Negaduck heard the car pull into the driveway. He turned to the man of the house--a slightly aged vampire by the name of Moloculo MaCawber.

"Who is that?" he asked.

"My daughter and her new husband. They're bringing my new grandchild to stay with me while they go on their honeymoon," he replied, standing from his parlor chair and heading out to greet the visitors. Negaduck decided to follow.

Negaduck knew full well who Moloculo's daughter was... But he found himself hoping--something he rarely did both now and back in his villianous days--that the aged vampire had meant another daughter that the former Mallard Menace was less familiar with.

However, he froze on the first step off the drawbridge of Moloculo's large, grim castle. She stepped out of the vehicle; the girl he had kidnapped on that night five years ago. She was much older now. A teenager. She had stopped wearing her red hair up in pigtails, instead allowing it to fall down to her shoulders. It was perfectly straight.

"Come on, Gosalyn. Help me with your bags," Darkwing said as he climbed out of the driver's seat.

So, Darkwing finally married Morgana, Negaduck thought. About time.

Morgana climbed out and ran to embrace her father. She then turned to Negaduck.

"So, how is life?" she asked scathingly.

"Can't complain," he replied. "How's ol' Dipwing? Still as klutzy as ever?"

The she-witched didn't need to reply as the next thing that followed this question was Darkwing tripping over his own two feet. Gosalyn laughed at him.

Then she saw him, and her smile faded. Negaduck smirked a little and went inside. However long that young woman was staying here was going to be the longest days of his eternal life.

…………………

Gosalyn paused in her step when she caught sight of the MIA Mallard Menace. So this was her grandparent's extended guest? She picked up her backpack--one of many bags--and headed toward her grandfather. She held out her hand to him.

"Nice to meet you, sir," she said, although they had met once before.

"Nonsense!" he said. "You are my granddaughter now. Give me a hug!"

Acceptance. Gosalyn was happy. She feared that they wouldn't accept her, based on their last meeting. She gave her grandfather a big hug.

"Do you need us to stay and help you unpack?" Morgana asked her.

"No, I'm fine. You and Dad go on," she answered.

Two hugs, one each from Darkwing and Morgana, and they were gone.

"Come inside, dear. I will take you to your room," her grandfather said.

Gosalyn nodded. Both picked up two bags each and went inside.

"So, how long has Negaduck been staying here?" she asked, hoping that her voice sounded as casual as she had meant it to.

"About five years now," Moloculo replied, as if he had been expecting the question.

So, Gosalyn thought, he's been staying here ever since that night.

"Your room will be right next to his on the fourth floor."

Her eyes widened. It was a long moment before she finally forced out a reply.

"Okay."

This was going to be a long two weeks.

End Notes: Okay, not much in this chapter. You basically just get to see what happened to Negs. Please R & R! Thanks!