Braced Company

A Disney Duck Fanfic:

Written By Stef With a F

Instead of being purely based on one entity, this story takes background from Classic Donald Duck cartoons, Ducktales, and Darkwing Duck. Contains Major Spoilers to Double Triangle Trouble

Disclaimers and Warnings:

Disney owns most of these characters. Dumbella's past as Bella Widgeon is mine, as are the characters of Melanie Widgeon, Cindy Ganderquack, Jeffery Ruddy, Ashley Ruddy, Ronnie and Lisa Mallard, and whomever else I mention in the future. Many chapters in this story have a TV-14 rating. This could be for language (though that should be kept at minimum), suggestive dialogue, mild sexual content, and moderate violence. Nothing that should ever be considered R, but might be too severe to be considered PG

Chapter 2

"Hey Cindy," Daisy called out. "Have you seen Bella this morning?" It was now about 9:00 AM, and, slowly, all the campers, were awaking from there slumber. Most of the camp style Bridal Shower guests have already arrived, one of the exceptions being Launchpad's thirty-year-old sister, Loopy, who was running a bit late.

Cindy paused for a second before shaking her head. "Oh no, though she might have taken a walk she does that when she is in deep thought."

Daisy nodded.

"Are you feeling okay? You look a little pale..."

Daisy nodded again. "I'm fine, just feel a little under the weather, but it will pass. Looks like it will be a nice sunny day."

"I hope so," Cindy said. "I hope Loopy finds this place alright. Do you know Launchpad's sister at all?"

Daisy shook her head.

"No, I never met her. I am just getting to know Launchpad actually. Before Launchpad got involved with Bella, even my husband made his acquaintance only a few times."

Cindy nodded.

Daisy smiled, "I think I might go look for her a few minutes."

"Oh okay," Cindy said, giving Daisy a half-way glance, "Are you sure you are okay?"

Daisy covered her face and yawned, "Yeah, guess I am just not used to roughing it."

"Oh okay," Cindy said again, she didn't know Daisy very well, so she wasn't going to pry further. "Do you want something to drink?"

"Sure," Daisy accepted.

Cindy fished out a lunchbox size Sunny Delight and handed it to Daisy. Daisy accepted the drink and opened it.

"Thanks I was actually feeling a bit light-headed."

Cindy paused momentarily before she continued, "Sweetie, are you pregnant?"

Daisy shrugged her shoulders, "Maybe, I might be, but I haven't seen the doctor yet. None of the family knows, not even Donald, so you can't say anything...because what if you know..."

Cindy nodded, understanding, "You have my word."

Cindy was tempted to ask why she hasn't told Donald, but she didn't; she knew that it wasn't her business. Back when she helped Bella with her last pregnancy, she was dealing with a scared woman that cut herself off from her family and was too scared to come back to them.

Since Bella has mysteriously disappeared this morning, Cindy was praying that Bella wasn't once again dealing with her personal demons about love and family. Donald and Daisy welcomed her into their home, and she was about to become part of another loving extended family.

Cindy touched Daisy's hand with affection, grabbed a few things out of her cooler and made her way to one of the camp's onsite barbecues.

"How does everyone like their eggs?"

"Oh great breakfast!" said a voice in the distance. "I was just about to offer my services as chef. The little ones are starting to get hungry."

"Oh, do you want to take over Morgana? That would actually be great, I should go find the bride."

"No problem," Morgana assured.

"Yeah, where is my mom, Aunt Cindy?" Melanie asked, who spent the night in Morgana and Lisa's tent. "Good Morning Aunt Daisy."

"Good Morning Sweetie. And Good Morning to you too, Lisa," Daisy answered.

"Good Morning to you too Ms. Duck," Lisa, Morgana and Drake's five-year-old added, before turning to her mother, "May Melanie and I go play?"

Morgana nodded. "But stay near by."

Louie, who, also had, an eventful day planned with Webby, was up eating breakfast himself: A bowl of the best cereal known to Duckkindd, Life, topped with a sliced banana, two slices of jammed wheat toast, and a glass of orange juice.

When he was done eating breakfast, he wrote a small note and magneted it to the refrigerator before leaving.

Not to far away, just barley out of earshot, Dewey's room guest was finally leaving.

"Thanks again for last night. I just really needed someone."

Dewey caressed Ashley on the cheek, for someone who was so smart as the sometimes crime fighter, Major Mind, Dewey has always been a fool for a pretty face.

"Ash, you know that I will always be there for you."

Ashley laughed discontentedly, "Of course not, I allowed you right into my bed...well, it was your bed."

"Shh..." he whispered, gently placed an index finger onto her lips.

"Now, I wouldn't be completely telling the truth if I say that I regretted what happened last night. You're so beautiful..."

He paused, collecting his thoughts, and focusing himself before he dared to continue.

"Though, I want you to know that most of all, I am your friend. Your brother, is my brother, my best friend, and I owe it to him to take care of you."

Ashley forced a nervous smile, as she nodded.

Dewey pushed a strain of her dark hair behind her ear, swirling the ends a bit.

Ashley bent her neck back and allowed herself to relax a bit. "Let me give you a shoulder and neck massage, it might make you feel better."

Ash nodded.

There were still a few classes she had to take at the local college, but after an incident that took place in the library less than 24 hours before; she was given an indefinite suspension from the school. She was nearly caught hacking into a government database. She was able to camouflage her intent partly, because otherwise she could have been facing much worse charges than her suspension from school or her possible expulsion. Yet, the computer security at the college, did in fact, notice suspicious activity on the network, hence her punishment.

"Are you feeling better?" Dewey asked.

"A little."

"Ready to tell me what really happened last night?"

Ashley moved away, severing her connection to Dewey's miracle fingers.

"You tell me, you were there too?" she coyly answered.

"Ash..." he said walking up to where Ashley escaped to and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"What were you up to with the computer? Why did you risk your college career hacking into some computer files?"

"I told you...that I wanted to know what was in my permanent record. Don't feel that information should be kept from us. I'm over 18, heck I'm almost 21."

"But why an university computer? You must have known how risky that was? And you have your laptop..."

Ashley broke away from Dewey once again and shrugged, "I like a challenge. Please don't ask me again, okay? Please trust me."

Dewey stared at Ashley for a second but then gave in. He knew she was lying but he was going to let it be for now.

"Well, I better go, " she informed him.

"Where you going to go?" he asked.

"I have a few errands to run, then I will probably crash at a friend's house."

"Okay..." Dewey stated, "Let me get your laptop."

Ashley kept her cool, but it took all her strength to shout no, but she knew such a display would arouse suspicion, so she merely nodded.

"Here you go," he said, handing the laptop that Ashley placed under his bed to her.

"Thank you," she said, kissing Dewey on the lips.

It took all of Dewey's being to not scoop her up right now and take her back to bed for more reasons than one.

"Whatever you are up to Ash, I pray that you be careful," Dewey pleaded.

Ash kissed two of her fingers and pressed them against Dewey's lips. "So protective, one would think that you're the one who is two and half years older. I'm fine. Say hi to Hue and Lou for me. Bye."

And then Ashley left.

"AHHHHHH!" Launchpad yawned. "I'm tired. Why I am up this early? The world may never know."

He walked over to the refrigerator and took out the milk and poured it into a bowl of Coca Pebbles. He then fixed himself a cup of that new "French Vanilla Nut" flavor of International Coffee his sister Loopy mailed for him to try.

"Hopefully they were all getting along at that camp," he thought.

Cindy Ganderquack was equipped with a blanket and a Sunny Delight as she searched for the absent bride.

"Bella, are you around? It's time for breakfast!" Cindy shouted. "Cindy?" a faint voice called back.

Cindy sped up in the direction of the voice.

"Bella, are you okay?" she shouted.

"Yeah, what time is? I think my watch is broke," Bella called back.

Cindy made her way to where Bella was and gave her the blanket she brought.

"Midnight swim?" Cindy asked. "If so, you been here quite a long time." Bella shook her head, "Around 5."

Cindy wrapped the blanket around Bella.

"Around 9, Morgana is making breakfast," informed Cindy.

Bella grabbed the Sunny Delight out of Cindy's hand.

"Morg is cooking?" Bella asked with a smile.

Cindy nodded, "Yeah, is that a problem?"

Bella shiftily shook her head.

"No, Morg is a good cook. But lets say less than orthodox."

"You mean like something like Chocolate Crickets or Carmel Caterpillars?"

Bella shook her head, "Not exactly, but remember to keep an open mind. Morgana's food may not be the norm, but I have to say I like it. You just have to keep your mind open, forget what you are eating, and just enjoy the taste."

Cindy laughed.

"Trust me," Bella insisted.

"Okay...I'll try."

"Good. Where's Melanie?"

"With Morgana's daughter Lisa."

Bella nodded. "Of course. Okay! Let's eat."

To Be Continued

A/N: I hope that I am not boring you with the set up; it will pick up, I promise. (I hope!) All stories need to be founded. Thanks again for all your past reviews, please know very single one is appreciated.