Braced Company

A Disney Duck Fanfic:

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

Written By

Stef with a F

Disclaimers: Disney owns most of these characters. Dumbella's past as Bella Widgeon is mine, as are the characters of Melanie Widgeon, Cindy Ganderquack, Jeffery and Ashley Ruddy / Arachnia Ink, Ronnie Mallard, Lisa Mallard, Detective Doberman Pincher, Devin Duck, and whomever else I mention in the future. Time Setting: About eight (8) years after the Darkwing Duck series.

WARNING Rated PG-13/TV-14. This chapter contains violence, suggestive dialogue, And slight substance consumption, AKA Alcohol.

Thank You: A special thank you to Mandy who helped me with the spices, and to PhantomPhan, who beta-read this chapter.

Chapter 8

Bella smiled, "Okay then, I think it's your turn Loopy."

"Hmm… I never got so drunk that I threw up," Loopy asked.

Cindy took a drink. "Once when I was 15, I felt like hell, and didn't ever want to feel that way again. So now I pace myself. I guess it is my turn. I never cheated on test."

Daisy took a drink of her Sprite.

"Hey, what are you all playing? Couldn't wait for me?" a voice behind of Daisy called out.

Bella turned around, "Hey! I'm sorry Morgana. We are playing I Never! I guess it is your turn. I will catch you up on what you missed later. If the group doesn't mind…besides that nothing leaves this camping circle!"

Cindy shook her head. "Of course we don't mind. We should have waited for you. So…Morgana. What is your poison? I have some liquor in the red cooler if you want something mixed. But I don't have a blender on me. Bella has some Coors in the green cooler. I think I have some vodka, some rum, and two different types of schnapps."

Morgana nodded. "Thanks, well, I can whip something " she stated.

Morgana opened up the red cooler and checked out what Cindy had packed.

"Mind if I take some of your peach schnapps and change it into something more fitting?" Morgana asked.

Cindy shook her head, "No problem--Wait…Change?"

Morgana bit her lip she looked at Cindy questioningly. She trusted Bella, and Bella trusted Cindy. "I'm a sorceress; didn't Bella tell you?"

Acknowledgement dawned upon Cindy's face. "Oh!"

"Yeah, so let me see…" Morgana said. She took the peach schnapps bottle and caused it to levitate and than she submitted some roses, which she combined with the schnapps. "It needs one more thing!" Morgana shouted. "Ginger!"

Morgana tasted it. "Mmm…"

The girls all looked at Morgana.

"That looks good!" Bella said. "I know I shouldn't mix but could I try it?"

Morgana laughed, "Sure, I guess. One little sip shouldn't hurt you. I'm glad I didn't decide to add Hemlock!"

Loopy choked on her Barcardi. She paused as she gasped to breathe for a few moments. "Umm? What?"

"Hemlock," Morgana repeated.

Loopy put down her drink. "I know I had a couple of drinks, but I'm not drunk yet…But… Am I crazy or isn't that stuff poisonous?"

Morgana nodded. "Well, yes, to most people. I though, have an immunity."

(A/N: Never NEVER consume Hemlock people, okay? Loopy and Morgana are right. It is poisonous! You will die if you consume it!)

"Oh," was Loopy's simple reply.

"Well, I guess it is my turn. I never…" Morgana paused thinking of a few things that she never did before. A smile came upon her face when she thought of something.

Meanwhile back in St. Canard, not too far away from the arcade, Gosalyn and Honker were on their way home.

"Are you sure you are okay, Gosalyn?" Honker asked.

Gosalyn rolled her eyes. "Of course I'm okay. I just wished I knew who that punk kid is. He could have shot my head off!"

Honker chuckled. "He certainly did believe he was a smooth gunmen."

Gosalyn playfully smacked Honker's arm with the back of her hand. "Shh, that's not funny."

Honker sighed. "Yes, Gos he scared me too. Though I cannot say that he did not remind me of someone."

"Me??!" Gosalyn accused, "Ha, I used Dad's gas gun before but that's not the same thing as a gun with bullets!"

Honker nodded. "True."

"Aaaaaaah" Gosalyn yawned. "Well, speaking of Dad, we better get home as soon as possible. He sounded worried on the phone. And I need to call Huey."

As the sounds of the sirens filled the air, Major Mind and his companion Arachnia Ink, left quickly on Dewey's motorcycle, a recent addition to his home. After a few blocks and few alleys, where Major Mind finally lost the cops, he turned to Arachina questioningly.

"Do you know of somewhere safe where I can drop you off? Somewhere, say, I can stitch up your wound?" he asked, looking back slightly at Arachina.

"Dew--Major Mind keep your eyes on the road!" she shouted.

"Hmm?" Major mind looked at her questioningly.

"Road!" Arachina shouted.

Major Mind and looked back into the direction ahead of him. "So, Ms. Ink, where should I take you? Your father's? The MoonBeam? Mine place?"

Arachina held onto Major Mind's waist tightly as he drove faster. She rested her neck on his shoulder and sighed. She felt so comfortable in his touch, when she was with him she felt safe.

"I'm glad you admitted who you were," Major Mind whispered.

You have no idea who I am Dewey. They were words Arachina yearned to say. She didn't dare, but her need festered deep inside her. Over a year ago, when she first met Gosalyn Mallard she didn't know what she knew now. She didn't know that the woman she thought was her mother was really her aunt. And that it was her mother and not her aunt that she saw die those eight years ago.

She shivered, trying her best to re-depress her sour memories.

"Ash?"

"Please don't call me that when I appear this way," Arachina whispered.

"Ms Ink?"

Arachina smiled. She realized that this was probably going to be her new pet name for awhile.

"Yeah? Major Mind?" Arachina whispered back.

"Where are we going?"

"I don't know but we can't stay here, nor any of those other places you mentioned."

Major Mind was silent for a bit before he replied.

"Okay, there is one place we can try."

Bella crossed her arms. "Okay Morg," she called. "No more stalling. I demand for you to take your turn. Stop the suspense."

Morgana took a sip of her drink, "If you insist. I never met my in-laws."

Loopy looked appalled. "You never did!??"

Morgana nodded sadly. "Yeah, it's true. They were invited to Drake and my wedding, but they never showed up."

Cindy put her hand to her mouth and gasped. "I'm so sorry."

"Well, I guess, it was for the best," Morgana stated bitterly. "The wedding was interrupted not once but six times."

Loopy stared at Morgana wide-eyed. "What the heck happened? Did an ex-lover show up?"

Loopy covered her mouth immediately ashamed of what she just said, but she had to admit the curiosity was eating her up.

Morgana shook her head. "No. Nothing that dramatic. If that was the case, we might have had a dead groom. No. No. Not that. Members of the Fearsome Five kept becoming a factor."

"Oh you mean Launchpad and Darkwing had to leave on and off. Well, I understand you and Drake not getting married without the presence of the Best Man, but couldn't Launchpad just allow Darkwing to handle the cases on his own? I know Launchpad always had a superhero fantasy... But, he should have allowed Darkwing to be solo that day…" Loopy rambled.

Bella smiled, not saying a word. She was going allow Morgana to handle that one.

Morgana shook her head. "No, well, Drake wanted them both in attendance," she lied. "He made me wait. Almost caused me to cancel the wedding. But…I love my husband."

"Of course you do," Bella added. "Well, hopefully nothing of the sort interrupts my wedding."

Morgana nodded. "I hope so too."

To Be Continued