Gus and Storkules were flying through the air on the flaptter, headed for Thebes, when they heard a loud shout from somewhere down below.

"What was that?!" Storkules shouted to Gus over the wind thundering in their ears.

"Sound like your classic D.I.D.!" He shouted back, "Damsel and nudged her hind steered the flaptter causing it to slightly tilt and enter a steep dive.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEKKKK!!!" Gus screamed in terror as they plummeted towards the ground. At the last second, the flaptter pulled up, landed softly on the grass next to the river. Gus got off of the flying machine and bent over, putting his head in between his legs.

"Never," Gus groaned, trying to hold his lunch in, "Do that again." Storkules opened his mouth to respond, but was interrupted by an enormous centaur storming around the river bend. In the centaur's hand, he held the source of the cry Storkules and Gus heard from above: one very annoyedduck.

"Not so fast, chump!" The centaur held the duck up to his face with a leer.

"Put me down!" The duck snapped as he tried to pry off the centaur's hand off him and kicks out at the centaur.

"Whoo! I like 'em firey!" The centaur cackled maliciously.

In the bushes, Storkules and Gus are watching all this, with Storkules getting more angrier by the second at the situation.

"Now remember, rule number one of the situation: Don't just barrel in there without thinkin' -- Oh no", Gus groaned as he saw Storkules already marching towards the and monstrous centaur. Gus facepalmed, "He's going to humiliate himself!" He cursed to himself.

"Excuse me!" Storkules said, wading through the water and marching up to the centaur and duck, "I'm going to have to ask you to unhand that fellow!"

The centaur and duck both stopped and look over to Storkules.

"Buzz off, two legs", the centaur replied as he stepped closer to Storkules, towering over him.

Storkules cleared his throat,"With all due respect sir, I'll ask one more time to release that duck," Storkules stood still and tall as he gave a deeper glare towards the centaur.

The duck rolled his eyes in unamusement.

"Aw phooey. Look Wonder Boy, I've got this so scram."

Storkules blinked, taken back. "Uh, sorry but are you not a damsel in distress."

"I'm a duck! I'm in distress! I'm fine, have a nice day!"

Storkules drew his sword. "W-well clearly you're too close to the situation to fully grasp the danger you're in and-" Storkules was interrupted by the centaur's fist slamming into him, sending him somersaulting a few feet backwards and into the water.

"Oooh," Gus said, wincing in sympathy, "C'mon Storkules!" He shouted as Storkules stumbled to his hands, "Get your sword!" Storkules nodded his head shakily, still dazed from the river guardian's blow and began fumbling in the water for his sword.

"Right, right! My sword! Rule #15: a hero's only as good as his weapon!" He held his weapon in triumph for a few seconds before realising he'd grabbed a fish.

The centaur laughed hard and loud at the mistake, making him idle for a few crucial seconds. The centaur hit Storkules again with a huge fist and sends him flying again, this time he smacks into a large rock.

Gus cringed at the attack, "Come on, Storkules!" He called out to Storkules" "Concentrate! Use your head!"

"Oh...good idea", Storkules ran, headfirst into the centaur's gut, sending him flying and making him lose his grip on the duck. The duck splashed ungracefully into the water with a squawk.

"Attaboy, Storkules! Well done! Not exactly what I had in mind, but not bad nonetheless", Gus cheered.

"Oh! So sorry," Storkules Picks the duck up and sits him on a rock, next to the river.

"That was really stupid."

The duck glared at him. "Indeed!"

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hey were both startled by grunting and saw the centaur running in again.

"Hold that thought", Storkules attacks the centaur, hitting his head several times and throws the centaur into the distance.

"Nice work! Excellente!" Cheered Gus.

Donald smirked as he wringed out his hat.

"Is Wonderboy here for real?"

Gus looked at the duck as if he were insane, "What are you on about? Of course he's real!" Scolded Gus. He notices the duck soaked and wet. Gus teleported and came back with a green towel.

"Here's a towel to dry you faster", Said Gus as he handed the towel to the duck. The duck gladly took it from him.

"Thanks", said Donald as he dried himself off with the towel.

Meanwhile, Storkules is still riding the centaur, as if he was in a rodeo.

Storkules whooped and laughed as he did this.

Then, finishes off the beast in a spectacular fight, including grabbing onto a branch, sending the centaur up and over the branch and causing him to crash into the stump underneath, finally finishing the centaur completely off by punching him miles into the air. Gus looks up in approval. The Centaur comes back down, followed by his horse shoes, which hit him on the head, forming a lump. The last shoe stays around the lump. While he's dazed, Gus puffs gently and blows him over and snickers.

Storkules climbs triumphantly out of the water.

"How'd Storkules do?" He asked sheepishly.

"You did well in your first time", Gus patted Storkules' back proudly, "However, you can't get away with mistakes like that in the major decathlons".

"At least Storkules beated that fiend", Storkules sighed.

"There's no time for you to find romance, you'll find it when you have completed the rite of passages!"

"Noted", Storkules said vacantly, watching the Duck wringing off his hat again at the edge of the water. Gus continued to speak, but Storkules walked past him, ignoring what he was saying. Storkules walked up to the duck, who was wringing the remaining water out of his shirt, and cleared his throat.

"Uh," Storkules coughed as he struggled with his words. "Are you alright, Mr.-"

"Donald. Donald Duck", he replied bluntly as he stood up, "Everyone calls me Donald or Don for short. So...did they give you a name along with all those rippling pectorials?" Donald smirked at the former deity.

"Oh! Well, er--um...uh", Storkules blushed beet red.

Donald scoffed,"Jeez, and they my talking is incoherent."

"Storkules! M-my name is Storkules".

Donald smirked, "Storkules huh? As in the ancient Greek figure?"

Storkules nodded, Slightly blushing now. Donald took a good look at him, from top to bottom.

"Well...you do have the godly strength, but I prefer Wonderboy", Joked Donald as he took a seat on a tree root.

"Well Donald, how exactly did you-?"

"The moron with hooves? You know how most immortals are. They think "no" means "yes" and "scram" means 'take me, I'm yours'." Donald punctuated the last statement by getting up in Storkules' face and batting his eyelashes. Storkules looks confused and looks back at Gus, who shrugs.

"Don't worry, Shorty here can explain it to ya later", Donald's points at Gus and Gus huffs in irritation.

"Welp, thanks for everything, Storks. It's been a real slice", As Donald begins to walk away, Storkules ran in front of him to halt.

"Wait! Er...do you need a ride?" Storkules pointed to the flaptter. Donald look at the flaptter and saw Gus getting in front of it defensively.

"Uh ... I don't think your pinto likes me very much."

"Gus? Oh, no, nonsense! He'd be more than happy to --Ow", Storkules rubbed his forehead in pain when Gus thrown a pinecone at him. Storkules glares at Gus as he whistles innocently.

"I'll be alright. I'm a tough guy. I can hold on my own", Donald turned around and began to walk away,"Farewell, Wonderboy", He raised a hand in farewell and then disappeared into the forest. Storkules watched him go, staring longingly at the departing duck.

"Bye. I've never seen such a duck before", Storkules spoke softly to himself.

"Catching feelings are we?" Gus asked with a raised eyebrow. He rolled his eyes as he saw the dreamy gaze in Storkules' eyes.

"Alright, come along Storkules," He said, grabbing Storkules' hand and dragging him back towards the flaptter, "We've got to get to Thebes."

Storkules hopped onto the flaptter absentmindedly, still thinking about Donald. Gus hopped on as well and steered the flaptter this time. They took off, flying towards Thebes. Donald watches them go with a smirk, shakes his head slightly, then turns and makes his way into the forest. A little way in, he encounters a bunny and a little gopher.

"Aww...how adorable. Two rodents lookin' for an amusement park."

"Who you callin' a rodent, bub? I'm a bunny!"

"A-and I'm his gopher!"

The two animals turn into two imps: Pain Panic.

"Ta-dah!"

Donald rolled his eyes and sighed in irritation.

"I thought I smelled a dumb, dity rat", he grumbled, bitterly to himself.

"Oh Donald...", a dark wisps of smoke circles around him. Donald groaned in annoyance.

"Speak of the devil", Donald growled in irritation.

Oh nuuuu... Anyways, we finally meet...THE BOY! Let the "aws" and worrying intensify! Also yea, I'm keeping Pain Panic from the disney 1997 film the same, they're just in the Duckverse is all.