What… ok so I wasn't 100% honest. The virus did hit me pretty bad. I slept for like 19 hours every day leaving little time to do school work and write the fan fics. I felt really awful and weak for work. I won't go into much detail what it was like because you all came for a story. If you have any questions on what the corona virus feels like or my experience, ask me on the pm or Tumblr.
Special thanks to Jordan for being there for me (and dealing with any emotional outburst I had) and editing my chapter. He made it so much better than it already was. You are 100% my hero and I really owe you one!
Also, you know my buddy Jp Bake? I'm so proud of him! He has written a fanfiction for Ducktales and if you like deep topics or dark moments, I highly recommend him. I'm enjoying his story "Separate Worlds" so much. He's a talented writer.
RANDOM - I'm loving these fics! There's nothing more flattering than seeing people take time to write about me and the people I love.
Disney Boy - I wonder as well. Extra chapter huh? How many do I owe when I'm fully recovered from the virus? Appertally there's side effects even after you recover dag nabbit. And I'll see what I can do to incorporate any of your ideas in. Just know half of them won't get in and half will. You'll see which ones I picked out.
Unknown - I'll try to stay safe. Just suffering some side effects that's all. You'll actually be getting that answer soon. There's two different ways I can go with Violet here and you'll see what way I went. It was the only way I can describe their world. XD. And thank you!
Angelwings2002 - Yeah it took Jordan a good while to finally talk me into a break. I'm pretty sure we're all betting Gandra is going to reform in season 3, we've had redemption archs before. So far we had Lena who was working for Magica, Penny who was working with Lunaris, and now Gandra. Thank you, I believe I made the right choice too.
Jp - Enjoying your new story Jp, so excited to see what you have next. And they're not going to be the only ones with their memories back soon. Also, you do know Panda bears can kill people right? You don't need to change into a grizzly for this. Because of the lack of updates I might do the reveal sooner. Right now, enjoy a picture of my dog as a sign that I'm getting close to it.
GiddyReflections - Thank you, I do work hard on this story. LIOZ is actually a code I made accidentally. XD I won't say what happened since that'll be spoilers.
Average Everyday Sane Psycho - Thank you, that's nice of you to say.
Lilbree - we were getting better until some side effects came in. This virus never ends! You know I had to read that too full part in Webbys voice. XD. My heart also broke when I had to write those scenes, considering I had to rewatch "The Last Crash of the Sunchaser" and Scrooges nightmares are normal ones, for now. And Gandra is the one that was in that world the longest. She was the first one to get captured so of course she's the closest. Plus she did escape the other side once.
darkness - I had a facebook when I was 11 or 12. Plus my mom made hair dos and had me as her model for thousands to see. If you see a girl named Jocabed on Facebook and she's very young looking and one of her pics is her in a red sweater and black shirt, inside a car with a white curly haired dog on her shoulder, that's me. I haven't been on facebook since I was 12. Would DT - 17 bot be cool to have in the 87 world? Hmmm….. That actually gave me an idea. And it's not too hard. I've watched all the Ducktales series and movie. I have their personalities down. Plus I even have some comics of them. From the 1950s to today. But not all of us are Donald Duck freaks. Just freshen up by looking at them on YouTube or Disney Plus. Not long at all. It was pretty obvious from the start that Frank wanted a comic book feel to his show. The theme song has them jumping from panel to panel! I think Frank did a good job on that part. And Gandra is calm, she just destroyed her headphones and is having a mental crisis. How much crazier can I make her go? The glitches are her memories coming back. Her brain is fighting to remember who she is but the other side won't let her see it. It's the same with Goldie and Louie. They are starting to remember but the other side won't let them remember.
Louena4ever - Fun fact, I made this story before season 2 started. It's supposed to take place after season 3. I had some scenes already written down and the plot points ready to go. By the time I released this, the show was half way season 2 already. I try to edit anything that may seem dated but that one bit slipped by me. Oops. So it's just a mistake.
LOLIMDEAD - Thank you, it means a lot to me to see readers enjoy what I write.
Techno duck - Hey old buddy! Don't feel ashamed, I have like 3 fan fiction accounts I'm logged out of so….. I understand your pain. Sheesh, get your sleep Techno, XD. But I have also done the same before. Binge reading a story all night. I think you just made fandomness into a word. Glad to see your back and I'm looking forward to seeing what you have in store now. And how do I pm you if you are logged out?
Here we go!
"Take it easy Lizzette, none of this is your fault," a 15 year old Abigor tried to comfort his cousin.
They were at the family reunion, and he was all alone with her at the beach.
"T-there had to be a way to get her to stay," Lizette whimpered shakily. "S-she wouldn't have left if we just…." Lizzette had to stop mid sentence to catch her breath. Her sobs were wracking her body, taking up so much energy that she could barely talk.
"If you what?" Abigor had his arm around Lizzette, and tried to comfort her the best he could. "It's not your dad's fault that he lost a chunk of his fortune to a scam. Every business has its ups and downs. Your mom left at her own will. No one forced her to. It's her own fault that she couldn't see how much you loved her…"
"Don't you see?" Lizzette roughly shoved Abigor's arm away and glared at him, "Love wasn't enough. My love for her wasn't enough! She left because my father was losing money in his business! He wasn't enough for her and clearly… clearly I wasn't enough for her either." she bit out.
Abigor sat there, his beak almost hanging open from shock. She was changing into someone he didn't like—she was heartbroken, vulnerable, and it pained him to see her like this.
A couple days passed and she was still wallowing in her bed. Abigor was swiveling around in her spinning chair, and thought about anything he could do for her. His eyes moved to the pile of presents he tried to give her, but it was haphazardly thrown to the corner of the room, unopened. His presents to her were worthless, and tossed aside like trash. If she didn't want lavish gifts, what did she want? He tried talking to her, but she would shut him out. Abigor was being pushed away, and it hurt. He knew he couldn't just bring back her mother, believe him he tried. Her mother was long gone with another wealthy man.
"Lizzette," Abigor tried to talk to her, but her wails and sobs drowned out his voice. Abigor got up on his feet and tried to get her out of bed. "Let's go to the country club. I know how much you love beating me in golf."
"Just leave me alone," Lizzette whimpered, throwing the blanket over her head.
Abigor sighed in annoyance and disappointment. She didn't even want to go out with him.
"Lizzette, you can't stay in your bed forever," he said pointedly. "You have to come out sometime."
Abigor tried to convince her but she wasn't budging—seeing it was hopeless to move an immovable force, Abigor flopped down back onto the chair. He began fiddling around with his ember necklace that Hades had given him this for his 14th birthday, granting him a small portion of powers from the underworld—pyrokinesis and super strength. The Gods always loved lavishing them with gifts, which reminded him…
"Forget Me Nots!" Abigor dug into Lizzette's desk and pulled out a book about potions, "Aphroducky gave you this for your birthday!"
"Yeah so?" Lizzette sneered. She didn't feel like talking about her gifts.
"It has the recipe for the Forget Me Nots potion. It can make you forget parts of your life right?" Abigor asked as he flipped through the pages.
"Where are you going with this?" Lizzette groaned, and peeked from under the blankets. Her ocean blue eyes spotted the book, and watched carefully as he landed on a page.
"You can drink this and it'll make you forget about your mother," Abigor gleefully grinned, as if this was the best idea ever.
"Forget about…?" she trailed off, her voice taking on a tone of disbelief and shock. "But I don't want to forget about her," Lizzette sat up, and nervously watched her cousin take out the potions and flowers for this potion.
"You won't forget about her, just the memory of her leaving. You'll still have all the happy memories you made with her and you won't be so upset anymore," Abigor explained.
"I appreciate the thought, but messing with these potions is like messing with poison. Remember the side effects? If the consumer drinks more than needed, their heart will suck dry from any love, making it hard as stone." she explained.
"That's why you'll only take enough to forget last week. Nothing less, nothing more," Abigor tried to convince her.
Lizzette sighed at Abigor's attempts to make the potion for her. She had to admit, his actions were very meaningful. He wanted her to be happy again, and was going through the trouble to prepare the potion for her. How could she not accept the offer?
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Weeks passed by and she was happy as she was before, until she started to suspect why her mother wasn't in the mansion. Abigor tried to play it off as her mother was on a business trip, but he couldn't keep the lie for long.
"Liar!" Lizzette shoved Abigor out of her room and slammed the door.
"Lizzette please! You agreed to drinking it once, why should a second time matter?" Abigor spoke to her and pressed his ear against the door. He could hear her sobbing, her mother's name escaping her beak. He sighed at the thought of how much her heart hurt right now, "A second time won't hurt, you were so happy when you didn't remember when your mother left. Just one more time."
"No! Leave me alone!" Lizzette cried out.
Abigor rolled his eyes from frustration. What did he have to do to make her happy again?
"Fine, have it your way. I'll take the potion then," Abigor said stubbornly.
"What?" Lizzette's voice was barely audible through the door, "Why would you take it?"
"So I can forget I ever recommended that stupid thing," Abigor spoke with a voice full of stubbornness and pride, "You think I like seeing you so upset? I don't want to see you like this Lizzette. How am I supposed to help you if you won't let me?"
"That's the stupidest thing I ever heard," Lizzette opened the door and glared at him, "You're threatening me!"
"What? No I'm not," Abigor agued back.
"You're saying if I don't drink the potion you will?! What kind of argument is that?" she snapped at him, which shocked him. She was never the type to just snap at people in anger.
"Liz, you're a sensitive girl with a beautiful soul. Seeing you so hurt hurts me. It hurts me to the point where I'll do anything so that I don't have to see you like this." he explained.
"So you want to forget that I'm upset?! You want to forget that I'm heartbroken right now?!" Lizzette snapped again.
"Well what do you recommend we do?!" Abigor snapped back as well, "Everyone is asking for you. They haven't seen you in weeks. You even refused to compete in the events of our last reunion. I keep trying to make you happy again but you won't let me."
"Just. Stop. It," Lizzette hissed out, but it sounded like she was in deep distress, "Stop giving me gifts, stop suggesting these idiotic solutions, just stop. I don't need any of it. Mother is gone, and father has been working like crazy. I'm all alone so just leave!"
With those last words, Lizzette slammed the door closed.
Present Time:
"So you took the potion out of pride," Lena commented dryly, obviously unimpressed.
"Not pride. Lizzette said she was alone, so she clearly didn't think I was trying hard enough to be there for her. I hated that feeling of helplessness, so I took it to forget it," Abigor explained.
"That's the exact definition of pride!" Lena argued back, "You took the potion for what? So that she noticed you?" Lena sneered vehemently. As much as she hated Lizzette, she was disgusted by the fact that Abigor threatened to wipe away his own memories just to get her attention.
"It's not like that okay?! It hurt to see her in so much pain that I had to take it for myself as well!" Abigor snapped.
"Yeah, whatever, fine. Just go on," Lena rolled her eyes, and leaned back. Abigor took a deep breath to cool himself down.
"As I was saying. One thing led to another and we both ended up drinking the potion constantly. The pain was just too much that we pretty much got addicted to the thing. We didn't want to remember whatever was hurting us. But every time we remembered, the more pain we were in. The arguments got worse and we drank some more. It wasn't until I saw that our hearts were getting colder and colder with every sip we took," he let out a sigh. "Then I realized that we were at the last percent of love in our hearts. So I took desperate measures."
Flashback:
"Just one more!" Lizzette tried to jump over Abigor, but he grabbed her by the waist and tossed her on his bed. He went back to all the ingredients of the Forget Me Not, and poured it all down the bathroom sink. He took the flowers and destroyed them into little pieces. He opened the window and threw them out, all while his cousin screamed and sobbed into his pillows.
"No more potions for us," Abigor told her sternly, and slammed the bathroom door closed. He glared over at Lizzette who was wetting his bed in tears. Instead of feeling the same pity and sadness he felt, all he felt was a surge of annoyance.
"Shut up," he growled. "You didn't need that stupid thing anyways."
"Then why did you give it to me?!" Lizzette screamed at him.
"It was just supposed to be a few times. I didn't think—" Abigor was shoved harshly against the wall by his cousin. The back of his head banged on the wall, nearly making him fall. Abigor looked up at her in shock. Never in her life has she been this aggressive.
Lizzette scowled. "Think?! Since when do you ever think?! You never think! You never think about the consequences or the people you'll hurt!"
"I was trying to help you!" he snapped.
"Admit it! You only do these good deeds to make yourself feel better!" she sneered.
But Abigor had finally heard enough.
All his pent up anger busted out and he grabbed the girl by her shoulders, Hades' amulet fueling his startling strength even more. With a tight grip, he spun around and let her slam against the wall. The impact shook the walls, and almost made any pictures he had up fall. Lizzette fell to the ground, and moaned in pain. The sound of her distress finally pulled Abigor down from his rage, and he looked down at his cousin, his eyes slowly growing bigger. It was slowly dawning on him what he had just done. Abigor shook his head, and knelt down to her.
"Don't touch me," Lizzette hissed at him. Abigor backed away, as if he was facing a violent snake.
He was at a loss for words. "I… I didn't want… I'm so sorry I—"
"Leave me alone," Lizzette tried to get on her feet. Seeing she was having trouble, Abigor tried to help but she pulled away harshly.
"DON'T TOUCH ME! I hate you!" she roared.
And with that, he stormed off, leaving a heartbroken boy behind.
ooo
Days after days, Abigor looked for ways to fix what he had done. He had to get his cousin back to the way she was but couldn't find any way. An opportunity did come his way, but he hated the thought of what he had to do.
"What am I doing?" Abigor was lightly hitting his head against the wall of his room in frustration.
"What needs to be done," a dark chuckle came from his balcony window.
"I-I can't do this. It'll be l-like…" Abigor stuttered on his words.
"If you don't want the deal, I can always look for another. Besides, it's not like you need my help to cure Lizzette of your mistakes," the lady at his balcony was about to walk away, but Abigor's voice called out to her.
"If I agree to help you with the plan, you promise that no one I love will get hurt?" he asked.
The witch gave a sly grin, obviously enjoying the fact that such a prideful young man was finally hitting his downfall.
"As long as they stay out of my way. If any of you steps out of line, there will be consequences," the witch revealed to him.
Abigor didn't say a word, but merely looked at her with a questioning gaze.
"Let me put it in simple terms for you: I don't care who it is that crosses my path. They will be punished. So I recommended you keep that pink bowed brat away from my plans." she sneered.
It didn't take Abigor a single second to know she was referring to Webby. Abigor gave a low growl at this. He had been dating the girl a few months now, and he couldn't describe the powerful feeling when he was with her. She was a tough girl, and a ray of sunshine at the same time, who had the ability to fill anyone's heart with love again.
"You lay a single finger on her…" Abigor warned.
"You're adorable when you act tough. But we both know you're a pathetic little boy inside," the witch pinched his cheeks, making him pull away in anger. The witch chuckled at his reaction and continued to talk. "Webby is going to get involved one way or another, so might as well come to terms with it now. So, do we have a deal?"
Abigor looked down at her hand, thinking all this through: if he helped her, she'd fix what he had done to his cousin. But, this also meant he had to get everyone he loved out of her way, especially if he didn't want them getting hurt. He grunted at the stress of thinking all this through. He hated being this vulnerable, cornered like an animal. He eventually clenched his eyes shut, and threw his hand on top of hers, saying the one word he would regret later:
"Deal."
Present Time:
"I was scared to see what Magica meant by consequences, so I made sure to find a way to keep Webby from finding out about my deal with her. As long as Webby was under the love potion, she would have done everything I said. Webby wouldn't be sniffing around for a mystery to solve, or get involved in any adventures. She would…"
"Just a mindless zombie doing whatever you want?!" Lena demanded, obviously not liking the sound of Webby being like that.
"And safe," Abigor nearly snapped at Lena. "I was determined to keep her under the spell, especially after I saw what she did to parts of my family. I wasn't going to lose her, Lizzette or anyone eles I cared for."
"But you told Magica that you would break Webby's heart to make her vulnerable, making her an easy target." Lena said pointedly.
"It's not like I was going to do it! I could have easily used the potion on you and Violet, and break your hearts along with Webbys. Making the friendship bracelets weak enough to strike. But I didn't," Abigor argued back.
"And why not?" Lena sounded harsher than before.
"Because I knew how much you two meant to Webby. I couldn't just give you two up. So I stalled for as long as I could until I figured something out," Abigor tried to sound just as harsh, but it didn't come out that way. Lena was absolutely terrifying, and the last thing he wanted to do was to make her angrier.
"Then how were you expecting to break the friendship bracelets if you needed to get at least 3 off…?" Lena trailed off, her mind slowly coming to a realization as to what Abigor's's intentions were. She let out an angry growl when it finally hit her.
Seeing that Lena was getting furious, Abigor clumsily tried to get up on his feet and run away. Lena tripped him using her heel, and slapped him across the face hard. The impact made him fall back onto the ground, leaving a harsh red mark on his cheek.
"You were going to sell out the triplets?! You wanted those three to leave their bracelets and break the shield, leaving them as a target?!" Lena snapped even louder.
Abigor slowly got up, rubbing the cheek Lena just slapped.
"Not all three, I already had Webby's bracelet. We just needed two of them to take it off. At the dance, Lizzette aimed for Huey because he was the easiest target. She didn't really intend a romantic relationship with him, she only needed his bracelet. Then she tried to get Dewey to take his bracelet off by causing a fight between him and Huey, but you took yours off instead."
Out of frustration, Lena slammed her fist into his back, knocking him back down on the ground. If she got any angrier, steam would surely be coming out of her ears. Abigor was nearly out of breath since Lena just knocked the wind out of him.
"That's when Merlock wanted to attack," Abigor continued weakly. "He wanted to take all of you away to his hideout to gather your blood, and place anyone who wasn't emotionally broken yet, just like he's been doing to the others. Kidnapping them, taking their blood, and placing them back." Abigor tried his best to get out his sentence.
He sat on his knees and kept his head hung low, hiding his face from Lena,
"Since Webby wasn't under the spell, I wouldn't have been able to get her out. He was going to take her away, and take her blood for the blood stone. I couldn't let that happen and my anger just got the best of me. I wanted to… take my anger out on the triplets for ruining our plans. I thought they had a piece of Merlock's talisman but I was wrong. Merlock couldn't strike until we were out of the ballroom. Which is why he was so angry with us after the dance. We only escaped his punishment because we were able to give him a piece of his talisman that night."
"What?!" Lena pushed Abigor back on the floor. "Are you trying to help us or the bad guy?"
"I just want…" Abigor couldn't bring himself to say anything. He went back on his knees and looked up at Lena, nothing but sheer defeat on his face. He took a deep breath in and spoke in a weak voice, "I wanted Lizzette back. I wanted her to be happy again. I wasn't thinking straight when I gave her the Forget Me Not poison. After my mistake, I found Webby and she helped me through so much. I actually felt loved again. I wanted to share that with Lizzette, but she wouldn't even look at me. I was desperate, so I made the deal with Magica. But one thing led to another, and—"
"One thing always leads to another with you, doesn't it?!" Lena snapped at him, her eye's shooting fire. Literal fire, Abigor saw that Lena's eyes were nothing but two orbs of purple flames.
Abigor looked down at the ground, looking defeated. "I wanted to fix everything the best I could," he said.
She took a deep breath, and her eyes returned back to normal.
"No, you wanted to fix everything without facing your actions. You're nothing but a coward!" Lena told him, making Abigor wince at the last word.
"I'm not a coward…" Abigor mumbled.
"Yes you are," Lena hissed, pointing straight at him, even when he still had his head down. "You were supposed to help us defeat the enemy. Your family trusted you to help, but instead you made a stupid mistake. Then, to fix it you made an even stupider mistake, and on top of all that, you made a deal with Magica! Couldn't you just face Magica, and tell her no?"
"She was very convincing!" Abigor clutched onto his fists, feeling his anger start to rise up.
"I know how mischievous she can be, she's my aunt. No one knows her more than I do. No one has feared her like I did," Lena stated, her voice trembling.
"I don't fear her!" Abigor snarled, and looked up at her. His brows knitted together to form an angry expression, but Lena wasn't fazed. Since when was Abigor not angry? He looked less threatening compared to an angry kitten.
"Then prove it," Lena challenged. Abigor was taken back by what she just said, so Lena repeated herself. "Prove to me you aren't afraid of her. You've already missed many opportunities to redeem yourself. You could've told Lizzette your mistake, you could've turned away from the deal, and you could've turned on them anytime you wanted. Don't let another chance pass by. The next time you see Magica, you tell her off, and tell you want out of the deal."
"It's not that easy," Abigor argued again, but Lena was ready for him.
"I know it's not! You think it was easy for me to stand up to her and help my friends?! I was terrified of what she was going to do to me, and I still am. But there's a difference between me and you," Lena kneeled down to his level, still holding an expression.
"Yeah? What?" Abigor scoffed.
Lena didn't let this bother her, and shook it off. "I actually had courage, and faced what I was afraid of. I faced my mistakes, and fought hard to make things right. You just keep looking for a way out without having to face your mistakes," Lena growled, her dark eyes flickering between purple and it's usual color.
Abigor opened his beak to argue, but nothing but silence came out. Eventually, Abigor grunted in frustration, and bowed his head. Lena knew this was his way of accepting defeat, so she got back on her feet, and took her seat next to Louie. She gently took the green triplets hand into hers, and watched over his sleeping body. She was worried that he wasn't going to find his brothers in time or Webby. What about Violet? Was she in the other world as well? What was the other world like?
"Let go of your pride, and face what you did. That's true courage right there. Being afraid, but facing it anyways," Lena said this without taking her eyes off of Louie.
Abigor took notice of this and felt a sting of guilt. He never liked being called a coward, or anything related to that. But even he had to admit, diving into another world to retrieve his loved ones was kind of brave. He glanced at their interlocked hands, and felt a pang of envy.
"He must be so scared," Lena muttered out, rubbing her thumb over the back of his hand. She hoped he was doing fine, or at least okay, in the other world.
ooo
Back at the mansion, Scrooge was practically screaming at the top of his lungs.
"What do you mean the lass isn't on the other side yet?!" Scrooge demanded to know. He had Huey cornered at his office.
The boy was nervously stuttering his words out, and tried to explain.
"I'm not sure. I have Violet under the love potion, and that fills her heart up. The news about us moving away should've shattered her heart in a snap!" Huey snapped his fingers, and looked up at Scrooge, hoping he might know what's going on.
"So? Why isn't she?" Scrooge demanded to know once more, his voice getting even louder. Huey hid behind his hat from the fright he felt.
"I don't know, okay?! Something is just not letting her on the other side," Huey claimed, and peaked one eye from behind his hat.
"Is her friendship bracelet off?" Scrooge asked a little calmer, but still angry nonetheless.
"Yes, I have it right here," Huey pulled the purple bracelet out of his pocket and showed it to his uncle. "She has the gem on but her heart doesn't seem to be broken enough."
"Then break it," Scrooge commanded like he was his nephew's boss rather than his uncle. "We can't leave a single relative, friend or acquaintance of the McDuck's running free. Every single one of them must go down if we even want a chance in success."
Huey gulped down his fear as he tried to place his hat back on, "Yes Scrooge. I'll do my best."
"Do it then lad. I hate to see a good puppet like you go to waste," Scrooge gave a harsh pat on the red loving boys back.
Huey scurried out of his uncle's office as fast as he could, almost crashing against a desk when his hat fell over his eyes. Huey moved his arms around until he finally grabbed the door knob. He quickly opened it and left in a hurry, slowly closing the door behind him. Once he heard the click, he sighed in relief.
"What was all that about?" Huey jumped when he heard Violet voice behind him. He spun around so fast he nearly fell if it wasn't for him pressing his back against the door.
"Violet? You heard all that?" Huey asked, a little nervous.
"Parts of it," Violet looked at Huey from head to toe, trying to see why he was so scared. "Was it something about breaking my heart?"
"You heard that part, huh?" Huey sighed at this.
Violet slowly nodded yes with worry filling her body. Huey pushed his hat back in place and slowly placed his arm around her. He carefully pushed her across the hall and headed to his room.
"I have some explaining to do, don't I?"
Violet gave a slight nod at this, "Is everything okay?"
"Hopefully it is for us. But I need to know, did you bring the notebook with all the research you made of H.E.R.O?" Huey asked.
ooo
In the living room, a pair of twins were pacing around the coffee table, with Donald going clockwise, and Della going counter clockwise.
"We can track her down. Where was she living before?" Della thought out loud, her feet almost leaving marks on the carpet for how long she's been pacing.
"Not possible, she's been living in the woods for a good while. We can't track down where she is," Donald debunked, as he paced just as fast as his sister. "But she said something about working with higher power. Whatever that means, it can't be good."
"I call it a bluff," Della was fast to debunk, "Who on earth have we faced that hasn't been powerful? The killer robot of Eldorado, Lunaris, Magica, Glomgold…"
"I don't know, and I don't care. She has Dewey," Donald tried to focus on the matters in hand. With every second that passed, his pacing became faster. "She also said that for all we know, one of the boys is trying to be a hero and rescue the others from the other side. What does that even mean?"
"Does she have Louie?" Della paced even faster, catching up to her brother's pace. Her mind was everywhere and her heart was pacing just as fast as Donald's.
"How could we not have noticed Louie was gone?" Doanld placed his hands over his head, clutching onto the feathers.
"He always sneaks away so maybe that's why?" Della groaned in disappointment at her lame attempt to come up with an excuse.
"It's all my fault!" the twins said in unison.
The twins began pacing in circles even faster. Daisy was just sitting on the couch, watching as they figured this out.
"We didn't even know they were dating," Della stated.
"How did I not see how upset they were?" Donald stated.
"I was too busy trying to keep them happy," Della threw her hands over her face in distress.
"I was just trying to keep them safe.!" Donald claimed almost yanking off his feathers.
"It's all my fault!" the two eventually slammed into each other and fell on their backs.
"Are you two okay?" Daisy looked down at the twins in concern.
"Not really," Della got on her feet and made her way to the door. "How? How could we let this happen? They're my sons, my boys. And I let one get taken away by a no good wicked witch!" Della snapped, grabbing a cushion from the couch and throwing it with all her might.
Daisy yelped and ducked in time to avoid the hit. The pillow slammed against a lamp, making it fall and break.
"Della, let's calm down and think through—" Daisy tried to calm her down, but Donald answered for his sister.
"There's nothing to think through about. Dewey is gone, Louie suddenly disappeared and we don't know where to find them," Donald grabbed the second cushion and threw it just like his sister. Daisy again ducked down letting it slam against the door.
"Look, I see you two are upset at this—" Daisy jumped up at least 5 feet when Della suddenly shouted, and tore another couch cushion in half. The fluff inside floated down while some stuck on Daisy's hair. The lady was wide eyed and took a few steps away from the angry mother. "Okay, very upset. But squawking around here isn't going to accomplish anything."
"What are we supposed to do?" Della threw the two halves of the pillow on the ground, and roughly kicked them away.
"Daisy's right," Donald hopped in, his face still slightly red from his outbursts, "We can't just stand here and feel sorry for ourselves…"
"I'm not just feeling sorry for myself, I'm trying to find out what Magica wants with Dewey. She did say something about his blood. Is it a sacrifice?!" Della gasped at the thought.
"Don't think that way. She might send in a ransom soon. Perhaps that's why she wanted Dewey?" Donald added in to calm himself down from the thought of a sacrifice.
"Either way we need to start a search. I'll ask Launchpad to co-pilot the Cloud Slayer. We'll search from the skies, and you can go on water," Della formed a plan in no time. Donald was already on his way out the door with Della behind him.
"I'll ask Uncle Scrooge if he can search underwater with submarines," he nodded.
"And we won't end the search until they are both found," Della sounded more than determined to find her sons.
They shut the door and Daisy was left behind completely. She just stood by the mutilated couch all alone, not even sure what she was supposed to do. She wanted to put her word in, but what could she say? Besides, the Duck twins were a stubborn, immovable force, and there was no point of trying to reason with them. She was absent for over half their troubles. She wasn't there for Donald, Della, or the boys. She had no reason to get involved. She simply sighed, and sat down on the couch.
"They'll find a way out of this predicament, they always do. They're the McDuck family," Daisy murmured to herself. Even though she was trying to look at the positive side of things, she couldn't help but feel left out.
"They always solved mysteries, and rewrote history as a family… way before they met me," Daisy let out another sigh.
She tossed her bag to the side of the couch and slouched back. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a box slipping out. Daisy moved her gaze to it and saw the present Gosalyn gave them slipping out of her purse.
Daisy simply pushed it back in and ignored it. She didn't want to open it without the others here. Then she thought back at what Gosalyn said, how she hoped this gift would make them feel better. Daisy again glanced at her purse and pulled out the gift. It was wrapped in a nice yellow wrapping paper and tied with an adorable orange bow. She carefully opened the gift, trying her best to be neat, to reveal a red box with a black lock. Daisy flipped the locks and opened the lid to reveal a beautiful sight.
The inside of the box was a pitch black pillow, with gem necklaces, and gem bracelets laying on it. Each jewelry had a gold tag that had a name on it. Daisy spotted one with silver chains and a baby pink colored gem in the middle. The gold tag below read her name, telling her that one was for her specifically.
"So beautiful," Daisy picked hers up and admired it in the light. It was so comforting to just look at it, almost making her forget her problems. She just had to put it on.
Daisy slipped off the necklace she already had on, and picked up the new one. She admired it again for a few seconds before lining it up above her head. She slowly let it descend over her head and was about to let rest around her neck until the chain got caught on her black bow. She tugged at the thin chains for a while, trying to get it free until a loud bang came from the floor above her. The sound was loud enough to make her jump and tug on the necklace too hard. The chains snapped in half from being pulled away so hard from her bow.
"Aw phooey, just my luck," Daisy complained as she inspected the broken chain.
She felt disappointed that she broke her gift so easily. Daisy slipped it inside her coat pocket, and looked up at where the sound came from. There were enough harsh sounds for one to deduce that something bad was going on.
"What is going on up there?" Daisy got up from the coach, and made her way up.
Again, thanks Jordan for helping me out. I can never thank you enough. I love you so much and wish you the best for your upcoming project.
I'll see if I can do this weekly again, not sure, because it was kinda traumatizing. Don't work when you're sick, it's an awful feeling.