The Pumpkin Crush

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

Mostly Darkwing Duck this time though. ;-).

Written By

Stef with an F

Disclaimers

Disney owns the canon characters from Darkwing Duck and Ducktales in this story. The characters Melanie Widgeon, Ronnie Mallard, and Lisa Mallard were created by me, Stefanie Dinino (aka Stef with an F, aka GreenLeoFiend) and are not to be used without my permission.

Author Notes and Settings

This story is an insert to my Bella Widgeon saga. It fits between Braced Company and the upcoming A Christmas Peril. Chapter 2 takes place as a flashback. This flashback is a follow-up of a flashback mentioned in Chapter 13 of Braced Company, which reveals where Gosalyn Mallard and Huey Duck first met. This isn't a major spoiler: it was just an elaboration of a relationship that mostly formed off-the-record. More of Huey and Gosalyn's relationship was revealed and explained during Extended Wings.

This story is a tie in to other stories in the Bella Widgeon Saga, it isn't a true sequel to any of the stories. However keep in mind this story may contain minor spoilers, if you haven't read the other books (prior to A Christmas Peril) in the saga.

Chapter 2

"Tada!" Gosalyn shouted as she entered the room.

Fourteen-year-old Gosalyn strutted her stuff, forsaking the factor that she was in now in high school, and a there was a rumor that Michelle Swanson was harassed for apparently being too old a year prior. Halloween was her scene and she was going to milk it as long as could or wanted.

"Honker how do I look?"

Honker studied Gosalyn's Goblin Zombie Mummy outfit from head to toe.

"Horrifying," Honker replied.

"Cool Gear!"

"Exactly."

Gosalyn blushed.

It was halftime, East Duckburg was ahead by a field goal, and he was in line for over-priced Airhead candies. Right after he paid for the candy he heard the buzzer announcing the second half.

"Damn it!" he shouted as he turned around swiftly and ran into someone, nearly spilling his soda on her.

"Watch it bub!" the teen duck shouted.

"Hey, I'm sorry, it's just I'm in a hurry the game started again," Huey apologized. "Are you from here? I mean St. Canard?"

Gosalyn glanced at Huey strangely, "Uh yes? You must be from East Duckburg then?"

Huey nodded. "Yeah. These St. Canard High vs. East Duckburg games are almost as big as East and West," Huey explained.

"I see. Well, I better get back to my friend Honker... I mean I dragged him to the game and all..."

Huey nodded. "Yeah, and I should get back to my friends too. Be seeing you."

Gosalyn shook her head. "Well maybe."

"Bye," Huey said anyway.

"See ya Duckbill," Gosalyn replied before disappearing in the crowd.

"Gosalyn?" Honker called, as he noticed that Gosalyn went back into her own little world.

Gosalyn looked up at Honker, snapping out of her daydream.

"Yeah?" she replied.

"What were you thinking about just then?" he asked, as he nervously took her hand.

Shock overtook Gosalyn, did that holding hand mean what she thought it meant. There were never the hand holding type of friends before, and though, she knew Honker was great looking and would be the best boyfriend material available, she felt a little uneasy.

Though, she could leave Honker hanging, so she accepted his hand, and smiled at him.

"So, are you ready to raid the stoops for Halloween treats?"

"And tricks if need be?" Honker replied.

"Sounds good to me!" Gosalyn shouted.

She released Honker's hand, and they proceeded to roam around the front room as the Goblin Mummy Zombie that she was.

"Did you know that Ancient Egyptians thought the heart was the central thinking organ of the body and that the brain was practically useless?" Gosalyn asked.

Before Honker could answer, she continued to explain, "Yup, so they used a long wire to go up the nose of the mummy, and piece by piece drag out the brain! So, reasonably they would need brains…which makes becoming a zombie quite feasible."

"Oh hey Gos! Hey Honker!" exclaimed Launchpad, who looked up from the Halloween movie he was watching, "Battle of the Brainteasers", which ironically, was based on a true life adventure of evil hat aliens bent on taking over the universe.

Honker shook his head at the movie, bringing back memories of his role in defeating the fiendish head-ware on their two of their attempted assaults. He was sure he saw the last of them, about three years ago, when he was approached by a supposedly reformed Talaya, who, with her host, aspiring director Frances Rouen, wanted Honker's okay for movie rights. Of course, much of it was changed.

"Hey!" Honker and Gosalyn replied in near unison.

The door opened just then, Drake and Morgana were back from taking, three-year-old Ronnie, and two-year-old Lisa Trick or Treating.

Ronnie was wearing a pirate costume, and Lisa was wearing a green fairy costume.

"All done?" Gosalyn asked the redundant question.

Morgana nodded. "Yeah, I don't want the kids out that late. And I am just exhausted. But I might bring them over to Transylvania to see Grandpa, does that sound fun?"

"Yes!" shouted Ronnie.

Lisa said nothing at first, but regardless looked excited.

"Go now?" the young child asked.

Drake studied Gosalyn's outfit, and shook his head, "Couldn't decide?"

Gosalyn straightened the ears on the Goblin part of her collective.

"It all goes with the idea of creativity and originality Dad," Gosalyn countered.

Drake laughed.

"I know honey. Have fun and don't stay out too late," Drake added.

"How late is too late?" Gosalyn inquired. And she realized too late it was a question that should have been left unasked.

"Ten O'clock, as always young lady."

"But it's Halloween, midnight is a much more fitting."

"Eleven and not a second later," Drake finally relented. "Well, now that your brother and sister are done Trick and Treating, I think I might hop on the Ratcatcher and go patrolling."

Gosalyn smiled widely. "Okay Dad!"

And she jetted for the door.

Drake blocked Gosalyn's path.

"Though, I will be here before 11 to make sure you actually meet curfew."

Gosalyn rolled her eyes.

"Okay, Dad!" Gosalyn replied as she went out the door.

"I wasn't sure he was ever going to let me go!" she added.

Honker laughed. "He is worried about all the freaks out there."

"Well, I am not worried about any freaks. Any freaks that run into Gosalyn Mallard will soon find out what a mistake that is!"

Honker smiled at the Gosalyn, "I bet they will."

To Be Continued

Author Note: I realize this chapter is kind of short, but it served its purpose. Also, the chapter was very late so I thought I would send you all something. This story was always planned to be short, and if everything cooperates, should be done with just one more chapter or two.