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
This story is rated PG-13 and/or TV-14-LSDV, which means it may or may not (chapters may vary, some will be possibly PG rated only or a less severe TV-14) include references or incidents of mild/moderate language, sexual content and or themes, mild or moderate violence, and possible other adult themes. Not a porno, or even R-rated, but be advised and please no flames.
Chapter 15
Ashley drove up on her motorcycle and parked it front of the house. The sounds of the nearby party were seeping into the streets.
( loud party music in the background)
"Why aren't you at the party?" she called to the male smoking on the porch. "And when did you start smoking? It is such an awful habit."
"Hmm?" Tank looked up at Ashley. "Oh hey, what are you doing in these parks?" He took another puff of his cigarette and then rested into the near by ashtray. "Come, sit by me for a moment."
She glanced over at the party, and though with great unease, she took Tank Muddlefoot's offer.
She sat now next to her ex-boyfriend, with whom she has been trying to do the Just Friends thing.
"Just reflecting on something…" she answered. "I'm going to the wedding. Dewey Duck asked me."
Dewey, and Gosalyn, who was now back to civilian dress, after taking an alternate route to the tower and then back to the road because returning to the house in the usual manner would be too dangerous with the party guest. Quiverwing dropped off her bike and now was riding with Dewey on his. And Dewey was speeding back.
"Umm…slow down?" Gosalyn pleaded. "I don't appreciate missing the wedding by being in the hospital or worse. Is there a particular reason why we are going so fast? We are late already."
"Like I told you, because I don't want my brothers doing a search for me, just hold on tight."
Gosalyn rolled her eyes. "Yeah, Huey is rather worried about the both of us."
Dewey didn't answer now. No, he kept his eye on the road, thought his mind was drifting to other things. Ashley will have to be uninvited to that party. It wasn't safe to let her go to that party now. Though he feared that wouldn't stop Ashley.
Oh? You're going?" Tank interjected. "Like a date or something?"
Ashley nodded. "Yeah."
"Well, I might just go to the wedding too, the rest of the family is going."
"To see me?" Ashley inquired playfully.
Tank slapped Ashley playfully on the knee in reply, "No, for the free food of course."
Ashley nodded approvingly. "Always a good reason to go to social events."
"Are you and that Dewey Duck an item or something?"
"He's my brother's best friend."
"Is that the only reason?" Tank asked.
"Why do you care, we broke up?" Ashley demanded.
"Whoa…whoa now. It's just that just a few weeks ago, I thought we were something special."
She got up, ignoring Tank's rhetorical statement and then grabbed a hold of Tank's arm. "Come, walk with me. I want to get closer to that party."
Tank looked at Ashley questioningly. "You want to crash the party? Why? It's only my brother and group of fossils listening to dinosaur music."
Ashley started to laugh. "I think there is in fact a dinosaur at the party."
Whew, she thought, an end to Tank's questioning manner. Her and Dewey's encounter was primarily an one night stand, but when he took care of her afterwards and the circumstances that followed the failed mission at the arcade put new things into perspective. She knew Dewey loved her.
She closed her eyes, forcing herself back to reality. She took Tank's and directed him to the house, half way to the window. "See? And I think he is dancing with your dad!"
Tank shielded his eyes. "Why!"
"I want to know if Dewey is in there. I want to surprise him," Ashley informed, though the truth was that she wanted to know if he said anything. "Though, I only see his brothers."
"No?" Tank asked. "Then I can kiss you," Tank continued as leaned up against Ashley.
"No Tank! They will see me, and I'm with Dewey now."
She pushed him away. "I told you, we are friends now."
Huey placed his coat and started to leave. "Louie, you say here. I'm leaving. I'm just too worried about Gosalyn.
"Gosalyn?" Drake inquired. "She's not upstairs?"
Huey shook his head, "Let's talk in the other room…"
Excusing himself from Huey, and Drake, Louie carefully maneuvered in between where Herb and Steggmutt were busting a move until he got to the window.
"Honker, who is that?" he asked.
Honker, who was already half listening to Huey's and Drake's conversation made his way to the window.
"Oh that is my brother and his girlfriend," Honker answered.
Louie grinned and nodded his head. "Oh?"
Ashley Ruddy... He was pretty sure, he saw her sneaking out of the house the other night. Could that have been where Dewey was all this time tracking her?
Honker turned red. "Oh, I'm sorry, I mean his ex-girlfriend. They are still rather close though."
"Ah," Louie nodded. What he didn't include was thought he saw the two in an embrace but he admitted that it was too far away.
Back at the campsite, Melanie yawned. It was two days before her mother's wedding and she was too excited to sleep. She rolled over and tagged Ronnie.
"What?" Ronnie groaned. "Melanie, no. I was sleeping."
Melanie smiled widely. "I'm not sleepy. Let's go do something."
Ronnie looked at Melanie questioning. "Lisa isn't coming?" he whispered.
Melanie shook her head. "No, not this time. Just the two of us."
She placed a finger to her mouth. "And let's not open the zipper. Teleport us out of here so we don't wake up your mom."
Back at the Muddlefoots', Tank pouted at Ashley. "You know I never wanted to break up with you."
"I love Dewey, you know I always have. He was just too young for me."
"He still is Ashley," Tank informed. "And since when…"
Ashley rolled her eyes and started to walk away.
"Goodnight Tank."
Tank grabbed Ashley's wrist, and pleaded, "Don't go. I'm sorry."
Ashley froze for a minute when she heard a familiar sound in the distance, and the smell of burnt rubber.
With only moments to spare she clenched her abdomen and grimaced.
"Tank…" she cried.
"Ashley?"
"I need to go to the hospital," she moaned, taking in big breaths, and keeping one hidden eye to the road.
To Be Continued
A/N:Lyrics removed