A Christmas Peril

A Disney Duck Fanfic:

Instead of being purely based on one entity, this story takes background from Classic Donald Duck cartoons, Duck Tales, and Darkwing Duck.

Contains Major Spoilers to Double Triangle Trouble and Braced Company

Written By:

Stef with an F and Nightw2

Disclaimers: Disney owns most of these characters. Dumbella's saga as Bella Widgeon McQuack was designed by Stefwithaf. The following saga characters were also created by Stefwithaf: Melanie Widgeon, Cindy Ganderquack, Jeffery Ruddy, Ashley Ruddy, Ronnie Mallard, Lisa Mallard, and Detective Doberman Pincher. Stefwithaf also created the future character of Charlie Griffin.

The following future characters were created by a joint effort by Nightw2 and Stefwithaf: Regina Duck / Lady Lightning, Brianna Duck / Demigoddess, Shannon Duck / Think-Tank, Skylark McQuack, Beau Campbell, Bonnie Volt, and Mage. Also the personas first created in Double Triangle Trouble: Speed Prince, Major Mind, and Kid Quackules.

Time Setting

The action of this story mostly takes part six months after Braced Company, which is roughly nine years after the time setting of the Darkwing Duck cartoon series. Parts of the story will also take place twenty-five years in the future of this stories setting.

WARNING

This story contains some adult themes; therefore it has received the Teen rating. This could but not necessarily so pertain to every chapter, yet may include: moderate language and violence, and sexual themes.

Chapter 7

Bella could not help but laugh as she watched her brother grumpily make dinner.

"He's really trying to get on your good side lately, isn't he?" Bella asked, amused.

Daisy laughed and said, "But I wonder how I can make it last once the baby comes."

Bella grinned. "Oh, I bet you have your ways."

Daisy giggled a little more. "I guess so... But enough about me. How are you and Launchpad doing?"

"Great," Bella answered, her face filled with glee. "I'm so happy... in ways, happier than I've ever been. It is an adjustment- I won't kid you there- living with a man... Well, I haven't done that in over eight years."

"What are you two doing for finances? I can't imagine the three of you being able to raise a family on just your toy store job."

Bella crossed her arms. "Now wait a minute, Daisy. Are you saying it's impossible to raise a family on one income? People do it everyday. And besides, my husband does have a job. A very important job, and just because he doesn't get paid, it doesn't mean..."

Daisy put her hand up and said, "I didn't mean anything like that."

"Then why did you say it?" Bella asked.

Daisy sighed. "Curiosity I guess. Knowing what I know, which I have kept and will continue to keep secret, has just made me wonder about a thing or two. How Drake made money all these years."

Bella rolled her eyes, but deep inside her she couldn't shake off the truth, that she too had always wondered this.

"I never really asked him, you know. What I do know is that Launchpad saved up some money from when he worked with Uncle Scrooge, in addition to the pilot for hire freelancing he did during the time between that job and his partnership with Darkwing. Though that money is now mostly gone, I am sure Launchpad and I will be alright thank you."

Daisy gaped in desperation, "Please Bella, don't be mad."

Bella sighed, "Fine. But are there any other bizarre questions you want to throw out before we return to civilized chat?"

Daisy wasn't sure how she would respond to this? How could one simple conversation get so out of hand?

"I'm sorry. Hormones," she rendered, hoping to just end the hostility she did not intend.

Bella shook her head and laughed, "Don't worry about it. I'm worried. Actually. Since you mentioned money. I cannot deny that it didn't enter my mind as well. Launchpad and I have been considering having a child of our own. It's early, and we didn't want to steal your spotlight, and it's not like we are pregnant. We haven't told anyone else yet."

Somewhere in the skies of St. Canard

Skylark McQuack was, in her opinion, adjusting well to her father's old airplane. Launchpad didn't know it yet but this was the same airplane he trained her on in the future, which was her past, when she was twelve years-old.

She paused for a second, remembering her grandfather, Ripcord, and how every year on Christmas he told the family about how once upon a time the whole family would partake in a flying Christmas show. She suspected that it had been years since her father had participated.

Seeing the old thing just made her tear up.

"Sky?" Beau asked. "Are you all right?"

Skylark nodded quickly, bringing herself back to reality, "Sorry, we should be landing at the proposed landing spot soon."

She brought the plane to a safe landing.

"So glad that you land more safely than your father."

Skylark gave Beau a sideways glance and laughed, "Mage never gives up does he? He just loves talking about how bad my father flies. Personally, though, perhaps thankfully, I have not had that experience. Well, I better get back to the Tower, they can use another pilot. Will you be all right?"

Beau sighed, "Oh sure, why wouldn't I be? I just have to spy on some deranged super criminals, one being none other than my triplet sister."

Skylark sat there for a moment and frowned, "I'm sorry Beau, speaking of your other sibling–What is 'The Griffin' doing lately?"

Beau lowered his head. "Yesterday when I was spying on Bonnie, like usual, I over heard My brother Charlie/Griffin and Negaduck a little. Couldn't make out much though. I don't even want to think about what they have in store. One crisis at a time is all I can handle. Megavolt is the one that needs to be handled now."

Skylark nodded.

She got out of the plane and kissed Beau on the cheek.

"It's a sweet thing you are doing for us Beau. I know how much this situation takes out of you."

"Thanks Sky, but like you said, you have to get back."

"Yeah..."

"I'll be alright."

Skylark nodded again, trying to convince herself, before she returned to the plane and flew away.

Back at his hideout, Megavolt paced back and forth.

"So Megs, how are we going to do this?" Megavolt from the future asked his reflection as he stared at the phone.

He wasn't sure how, but he managed to remember a twenty-five year-old phone number.

"Now what if I answer the phone? The consequences could be catatonic. I mean catastrophic. It could cause the total destruction of the universe."

"I was still in that prison!" he shouted in glee. "But where was Quackerjack?!"

Megavolt paused and gripped the mirror, trying his best to remember.

In the distance he heard his beloved listening to some music. It was an event like this that made him remember how much older he was than she.

"Bonnie, Can you turn that music down? I have to make a phone call," he shouted.

"Who in the world would you call in this time period?"she demanded, but otherwise obeyed.

"An old friend of mine. One I haven't seen in a long, long time."

"Will he freak out?" Bonnie asked through the door.

Megavolt shook his head, he picked up an old picture of his lost friend, "No, because well, the top was his."

Bonnie walked out of her room and rested her mechanical arm around Megavolt.

"Quackerjack," she whispered in a sad voice. "I'm sorry Electro-cutey, I should have known."

Megavolt shook from Bonnie's grasp surprised by her gesture.

"It will be different now, all different."

Bonnie stared at Megavolt. Her eyes were filled with a mixture of fear, concern, and confusion.

"Well, Mister M, I should leave you to make that call."

Megavolt nodded. "Thank you."

Bonnie merely nodded as she quickly returned to her room to collect her thoughts.

She flashed back to an event twelve years ago.

The sound of Negaduck's trademark chainsaw was roaring, but some how she was able to hear the rantings of her childhood buddy Megavolt.

Without thinking, Bonnie walked in between Megavolt and Negaduck.

Bonnie screamed as her arm was cut.

"Now look what you did. Get out of here, I don't want to see you any more."

Bonnie cowered into the corner of the hall, using her other arm in a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding,"I'm your daughter," Bonnie cried. "Your child."

"No," Negaduck snarled, "You're not a child anymore. And I am done sheltering you, and your brother Beau."

Bonnie struggled to keep eye contact with her father, "But, I'm bleeding."

Negaduck glared at the shaken teenager, "I didn't do that to you! You did that to yourself!"

He turned his back, avoiding the child's eyes, "I don't want to hurt you. I didn't mean to hurt you, but I don't think it is a good idea for you to be here any longer. Griffin loves you as his sister. So, I will let you go."

"I am his sister..."

"Leave before I change my mind!"

Bonnie picked herself up from the floor, not knowing what happened. She held herself together until she left Negaduck's headquarters.

She used the rest of her strength to run and hide in the alley nearby. After that she cried. Cried and cried.

Bonnie closed and opened her eyes flashing the memory out of her head. Megavolt left Negaduck's organization that night, and after a day on her own he found her.

He took her in, and for five long years, he was the only person she allowed herself to see.

Megavolt paced back and forth as the phone rang, waiting for Quackerjack to pick up.

"Hello! Mr. Banana Brain tells me that you have thirty seconds to tell us how you got this number!" a familiar voice demanded.

"It was my number too," Future Megavolt sternly replied.

"Megsy you are out of that fortress!" Quackerjack continued in his normal voice. "How did you get out? I been trying to get you out I really have–but"

"I'm not really out." Megavolt stated.

"They are allowing you to have phone privileges?"

Quackerjack was referring to a failed overseas mission six months prior which resulted in Megavolt getting arrested by authorities. He was researching the power of intergalactic bodies as energy sources–the predecessor of his current research. Splatter Phoenix, who had already used her connections with secret police during the Five's imprisonment in Brazil, to gain Negaduck's favor, forbade Negaduck from freeing Megavolt in favor of a joint venture that included disturbing the McQuack wedding. Consequently, Megavolt was at the mercy of his best friend Quackerjack, who, in Future Megavolt's time line, was killed in a rescue attempt.

"The Megavolt you know is still in that prison my old friend, and for the moment he is going to stay there."

Quackerjack took the phone from his ear to make a "He's nuts!" gesture, before placing the receiver back to his ear. "Umm, What are you talking about?"

"I'm Megavolt from the future. I used the top!"

Quackerjack knew this was possible.

"But why are you calling me? Can I meet the me of the future?"

Megavolt swiftly shook his head, "No! That would cause a time rift! Besides that isn't possible. And I need your help."

Quackerjack decided to talk the matter over with Mr. Banana Brain.

"Okay we'll do it."

Megavolt grinned. "Let me give you the address."

Back from dropping Beau off at the park, Skylark returned to the tower.

She crossed her legs as she studied the rest of the crew.

Mage was the first to speak.

"I guess now we wait."

"I'm sick of waiting," Lady Lightning exclaimed. "But I guess it's all we can do until Future Megavolt and Bonnie make their next move."

"Well, I guess someone could send a patrol for those robots?" Demigoddess suggested. "I want to do some but kicking."

ThinkTank laughed. "She is in one of her moods."

Speed Prince rolled his eyes, "I can't say that I blame her."

Ashley awoke in a cold sweat in the corner of her prison cell. She wondered if the visions of her mother and sister were even real. Or were they dreams? Nightmares created from her anxiety of her imprisonment and of her pregnancy.

The proposed sister Bonnie. At first glance she thought that the ash-brown-feathered duck could be her sister, another half-sibling courtesy of her father James Ruddy, but when she mentioned Negaduck, she wasn't so sure. How likely would it be for two white-feathered ducks to have an ash-brown-feathered duckling? Possible? Yes. Likely? No.

Ashley shook her head. Why am I even considering this? Who questions dreams?

She shook her head. She knew she was earlier awaken by a guard that she had never seen. And she knew she saw her mother. Her pregnant mother. In twenty-five years that could very well be Bonnie–if the colors were right.

She remembered the conversation she had with her mother.

Additionally, Bonnie mentioned her mother being pregnant with three babies. It didn't appear that way to Ashley.

And then it hit her.

"No! No!" she screamed.

She banged on the bars of her cell, trying to wake anyone within earshot.

Curious about all the noise, the rest of the criminals started to take notice. Some whistled, others joined in.

"Quiet!" shouted a guard.

"Please!" Ashley cried. "Any one please help me."

Ashley fell to her knees, she was so ready to surrender, when she was finally ready to return to her shell, a familiar voice approached her.

"Miss Ruddy. Ashley?" the voice repeated.

She looked up at the face of the kind police man that fought for her at trial. The one that managed to get her a reduced sentence.

"Detective Pincher?"

"Ashley, I have been worried about you. I heard that you have been avoiding your family, and your friends. It will be Christmas in a few days. You need your family."

She pulled herself off the ground, bracing the prison bars to sustain her.

"Ha! My family?" Ashley bellowed. "Siblings? Parents? Children?"

She exposed her pregnant belly to the officer.

"I have all of them now."

"Oh my goodness," Doberman began. "Ash-"

"Please help me. My mother is after my babies!" Ashley cried.

The detective located his keys as quickly as he could.

Ashley wrapped her arms around the man.

With her last breath of strength, she shouted one final plea, "She is going to take them I know it. Please don't let her."

And with that, the eyes rolled toward the back of her head.

To Be Continued

Author Note: Hey! How was everyones Thanksgiving?! Remember me? Well, being the day after the American Thanksgiving, today is the traditional start of the holiday season. Fitting that I finally got chapter 7 up today, eh? Well, I hope you like. In case you don't remember the scene I wrote eleven months ago, the scene Beau overhears Charlie Griffin and Negaduck takes place way back in Chapter 1. I also cleared a few other things up in this chapter, but of course many are still unanswered. If you are still with me, I would greatly appreciate a review. Thank you everybody. :) Take care -Stefwithaf