Magic Of Luck Chapter 2: "Forget About It"
Wowww ya'll really seem to like this! Also, about the new cover art, I changed it. Twice. The old one was just weird and I wasn't really digging it. :/
GiddyReflections: Since this is taking place in the newer series, I'm gonna make Poe just be like some random crow, lol. Thanks for the review! :)
Guest: (First guest comment): Wow duuuuuude chhhhiiiillll. I'm continuing this fic, don't worry. I'm not thinking of giving up on it anytime soon. XD
Guest (Latest guest comment): *Gasp* Omg that's a great idea! Doing some fan art of them the second I finish my homework tomorrow. :)
xBlueMistx: Your comments are bootiful. ;3
Enjoy, friends!
**Also, Nobody Listens is being continued! You know how the first book was a Dewey centric? The new book is Webby centric. The summary for the second book will be posted as a separate chapter. (Huebbyfan I did not forget about you! It's going to include Webby angst, but it won't be as dramatic as HDL's stories because…because she's Webby. Also I found a great Webby angst fic a while ago if you want to read that, called "For Them" by Senza Luna. It's a pretty old fic, so if you can't find it, it's in my favorites section on my profile.)**
And you might notice that there's now Huena in this. MUHAHAHA. EVIL. I'm EVIL! Bet you're not brave enough to ship them. I've only read one other fic with them being shipped. I actually used to love Huelet, but season three really ruined it for me. I'm a Huelet shipper turned Huena, what else can I say? XD
Gladstone Gander strode around McDuck manor, trying to find Scrooge.
"Uncle Scrooge? Hello?"
He opened door after door in the crimson red hallway, his webbed toes slowly brushing the floor with each step. He adjusted his collar as he approached the last door.
Scrooge was inside the bathroom, causally chilling in the bathtub, until Gladstone came inside.
"WHAT IS IT?! I'VE ALREADY HAD IT WITH DONALD AND HIS STUPID CONCERTS, I SWEAR IF THIS IS ANOTHER CONCERT I WILL-!" He shook an angry fist at him, muttering something under his breath.
Gladstone laughed awkwardly, "Yeah…never mind…it can wait…" He closed the door. Maybe he should just head back to his blimp. Maybe it wasn't worth it to come back here.
"WATCH OUT!" Someone yelled. Gladstone jumped out of the way of a Louie shooting dart guns at a duckling in yellow. Gladstone recognized her slightly as June Duck, the niece of Daisy Duck.
"Take that!" Louie snickered.
June tackled Louie, and he immediately went limp under her grasp, as she tried to get up, confused, Louie whipped around and shot three darts at her.
"Ha! I win!"
June seethed, "I call rematch."
Gladstone smiled at them, trying to be polite, "Hey, kids. Seen Lena around here?"
Louie opened his beak to respond, but June cut him off and nearly dragged him down the stairs by his hoodie.
"NO WE HAVEN'T AND WE DON'T WANT TO BBBBBYYYYYEEEEE!"
Louie shrugged at him as June continued to drag him.
"Ahhh, this is actually kind of relaxing."
June let go.
"Ow. Very nice, Juniper."
"I will kill you if you call me that again."
Louie smiled cheekily, "Sure thing, JUNIPER." He said it extra loud to purposely get one her nerves.
"Ugggggghhhh!"
Gladstone scratched his head. As nice as Daisy seemed, June sure was odd. He didn't know much about the other two nieces, as they didn't visit McDuck manor as often. At least, not when Gladstone was around. All he knew was that the purple one (August? Autumn? April?!) was in Huey's nerd club, and that the orange one got along well with the pink duckling (he still couldn't remember her name for the life of him) and Dewey.
Deciding to find Lena for himself, he decided to go downstairs since he had looked at all the rooms on the top floor. Lena was at the kitchen, filling up a cup of water. She was in her mortal form and not her sorceress form as of now, but the highlight in her hair had changed colors from pink to blue, and was also slightly longer.
"Hey."
Lena raised an eyebrow, "Why are you here?"
Gladstone scowled.
Lena snorted, "What did you expect? 'Oh hey Uncle Gladstone! Welcome downstairs!'" She spread her arms wide open like she was teaching 1 plus 1 to a kindergarten class, the water in her cup swishing around as she did so.
Gladstone scrunched up his face, "How come everyone in this house is so sour?!"
Lena groaned, "What do you want? You don't pester people without a reason."
"I was going to ask a question about the Shadow War," Gladstone started. He noticed Lena tense.
"What?"
"The Shadow War. The lady who started it was named Magica or something, right?" He tried to sound casual.
"How do you know her name?"
Gladstone stammered, "W-what do you mean?" Was this not casual? Why did Lena have that look on her face?! He expected his voice to come out normally, but instead it sounded like a squeak. WHERE WAS LUCK WHEN HE NEEDED IT?!
"You don't even know Webby's name, and you've been around her for years."
Gladstone cocked his head like a puppy, "Who's Webby?"
"Never mind. What were you here to ask me for?"
"I was…was…was…gonna…." Gladstone opened his beak several times to speak, but I just wouldn't work. Finally, he said, "Forget about it."
Okay ya'll, this chapter may seem filler and useless, but the next chapter will be pure Magicstone goodness. *evil laughter*
*more evil laughter*
*EVIL LAUGHTER INTENSIFIES*
MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA- *chokes* *cough cough cough cough*
*cough* *dies*
Okay I'm done.
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