I do not own Duck Tales.
Enjoy!
Last night was an absolute success for his secret society.
He went home satisfied and didn't dare drink, but when he woke up the next morning, he began to regret having such a figurehead.
So many god damn messages on his phone.
Everybody wanted to know how Jigsaw came to be and if they could talk or go on an epic adventure with the Leader.
Teaming up with a giant Ghost Sky Dragon from Egypt, for an adventure was indeed badass when you think about it.
However, there were too many messages, if the chat room itself wasn't magic, it would have crushed the poor software or website.
He suddenly heard.
"When are you going to teach me more about the 21 century?"
He sighed.
Oh, right. He had a ghost stalking him now.
Teaching a ghost what a toilet is was something he thought he wouldn't be doing when he started this.
His life was both awesome and yet sucked heavy, right now.
He got a message from Launchpad in the char.
The guy was spending a day at Fun Zones.
Man, he wished he was at someplace similar.
No responsibly and no hundreds of eyes trying to watch him.
#Funzones#
"I'm really surprised, that you would want to come to a place like this," said Launchpad.
The sound of children and money being spent came crashing into their ears.
Scrooge McDuck left eye twitched as he said. "Nonsense. I love getting to know what the younger generation love to do for fun. I might even uncover a few things"
"Okay..." Said the much larger duck, as he tried to ignore Webby who was staring at him without blinking next to Scrooge.
"Ooh, let's play the Virtual spy game," said Dewey.
"Spy game? Maybe we can play a game in the old arcade?" He said. "I get really nervous when I'm put on the spot and I tend to mess up really bad"
What is this feeling of something burning into the back of his neck?
"Don't worry about nervousness" said Dewey as they joined the line. "You were awesome the last time we hung out together. That nervousness will vanish immediately. I believe in you"
"Thanks," he said.
And then they reached the top and Dewey put in his quarter and they both received the glasses, he took a deep breath and put them on.
He found himself in a ballroom and had even changed outfits.
"So cool," he said and then Dewey contacted him through the glasses to get him focused.
And man, did he not lie about nervousness killing his ability to do anything right.
He blowed.
Hugely.
He only had to remember a phrase and still messed it up.
Repeatedly.
However, Dewey tried to get him to take deep breaths while having Webby drag Scrooge away to give them privacy.
They eventually came down to their last quarter, basically the last of Dewey whole allowance.
Of course, he felt bad, when he put the glasses he vowed to do better, but he did feel the nervousness creeping in again.
However this time Dewey was right next to his to do the phrase which eased him a lot, and then they were taken to the pool table.
However something strange happened, a bird with an iron beak pushed their opponent aside.
However, even Dewey had never seen this bird before.
Perhaps the game updated?
The Bird introduced himself as 'Steelbeak' and asked if they were willing to play with him.
He felt the need to step up because he didn't want to be helped by Dewey again.
But man, neither he or the bird knew how to properly play cards, playing cards simply didn't catch his eye before so he never bothered to learn it.
However, miraculously he won despite just saying phrases he had heard on tv.
However, the next thing he knew a fist slammed into his face.
"Ow! Since when did a simulation feel so real?" He said this thing was amazing.
The bird came at him again and this time he dodged, even though he was nervous, the training his body went through was not for nothing.
His body dodged everything.
"Why can't I hit you?" Said the bird irritated.
He shrugged, the guy only swung blindly.
And then Dewey, bless the duck, went to help him out only to get kidnapped.
He ran after the large bird, however, the Steel beak was far more experienced when it came to fighting dirty.
He found Dewey only for the Bird to come down from above, the guy's weight forcing him to his knees and before he realised it, a fist had knocked him unconscious.
When he came to, he had the most splitting headache but he had changed clothes again, now he was dressed in a jumpsuit and could hear his Buddy through the walls.
He was starting to think this wasn't a game, what kind of game was this realistic?
But how to get out of here?
He tried to dropkick the glass, only for it to backfire on him massively, thankfully Dewey didn't see his uncoolness through the walls.
And then he saw a bunch of mice trying to take off in a machine of some sort.
They looked like they needed serious help so he helped them off the ground and in return, they helped him and Dewey out of the prison.
Unfortunately, he was too embarrassed to tell Dewey how uncool he was just now and took credit for the escape while feeling guilty.
Both of them ran out of the door, hoping to find the exit only to find an evil-looking woman asleep on the floor and nobody else.
This was too easy.
They began to move only for the iron beaked bird to show up again but holding a blaster of some sorts and goons behind him.
The goons we're too stupid to be able to fight properly and he quickly knocked them out.
But they didn't need to fight.
They just needed to distract him.
He saw the blaster get turned to Dewey and his body moved before his mind could catch up.
The ray hit him and he blacked out.
The last thing he heard was Dewey voice before he blacked out.
And then something in his mind just clicked and it was like his mind was plunged into a supercomputer.
He sat up and for the first time, he didn't have the theme song of Darkwing Duck playing in his head and he could think clearly.
He combed his hair back.
"That Bird must have blasted me with an intelligence enhancement ray," He said, before stealing one of the unconscious guys around him suits and finding his clothes to take his phone, and then went to find the control room.
It wasn't hard to get rid of the guys in there, but one did come back because of his fear of the number 13.
He knocked that one out and then went strolling through their computer.
He discovered the threat against his employer and perhaps the whole world.
He uncovered the identities posted in the computer, it was scary how close each of them was to the Duck family. The aged duck entrusted his finances to three of them.
How much can he bet that some of Mr McD's money was used to fund this group?
But then he saw Steel Beak drive off with Dewey on a boat.
He stole a suit and then hopped onto a boat and soon found the Bird and Dewey.
The Bird tried to ram him but he managed to stabilise.
He tried to use his phone to ring Scrooge up but the Duck was busy.
Now if this was another life, he wouldn't have taken the time to find his phone, he would have used the phone on the boat to enter the only number he knew by heart and that would be it.
However the existence of Jigsaw had made his phone worth that time, he opened the chat and quickly explained what was going on, what F.O.W.L plan was, where he was heading in case everything went south.
He was on self-made skies when he finished typing and then he was cut off, he pressed send before he was submerged into the water, thankfully Scrooge had gone all out for his phone because he kept breaking or losing every phone before this one.
Thank God for Scrooge reluctance to fire somebody so cheap.
He managed to get out of the water through a self tube and then saw where the Bird was.
He climbed to the top of the tower and met the Bird who was shocked to see him.
"What, you again?" Said the Bird. "And wait a minute...is that one of my suits?"
"Indeed. I thought it would fit me better and I was right" he said.
Steelbeak lunged at him and this time without any distractions, he beat the Rooster back.
The guy realising that there is no way he could win made a last-ditch effort and did something to the machine, the whole thing began to tilt.
No.
He saw where it was pointing.
But yes.
"You haven't adjusted the machine correctly!" he said. "You'll turn the whole city imbecilic"
"Your fancy talk won't work on me," said the Bird.
"But they will be so dumb that they will forget how to breathe!" He said the bird would kill everybody in town including the Jigsaw members in town.
Clearly, it was news to the Bird who tried to cover that and proudly stated that it was his whole plan all along.
Launchpad went for the Bird and gave him the move that would force the Bird to sleep, once asleep he dropped the guy before heading to the machine.
It was broken.
The machine was set to blast Duckburg.
He couldn't redirect it, it had to hit something.
But nobody could survive being that stupid.
Well...
Nobody but him.
He looked at his reflection in machine shine.
The reflection of smart and brilliant him.
Oh, man.
He lowered his head before resolving himself, he began to climb the machine.
He untied Dewey on the way who was strapped to the pointer.
"Alright!" said Dewey. "We totally beat the game!"
He sighed and kept going, his actions caused Dewey to say "Launchpad?"
He kept going and was now directly over the laser.
But.
"But I can't sacrifice my intelligence," he said, turning back. "I could do so much. I've learned so much, I've met so many people who imparted their wisdom to me, I fear that I'll have to start all over again. With my mind, I could possibly solve world hunger, land a plane."
"Launchpad...why are you overthinking this?" said Dewey, still believing he was a game.
"Because the original me is not good enough for you!" He suddenly blurted out, making the Duck eyes go wide. "Everybody around me is just so amazing, I could be fighting some massive robot but everybody else would be fighting a literal god. Your the only one, who I can relate to the most and I just feel like I can never be good enough"
"Launchpad..." Said Dewey. "You're already good enough for me. Intelligent Duck or not. You'll always be my best buddy"
He made him smile, he turned to the laser and took a deep breath before dangling himself into the sight of it.
It began to heat up and he saw a bright red light.
"For Dewey," he said. "For Duckburg. For Jig-"
And then it fired, the force knocking him off it, he saw Dewey who jumped.
He held Dewey and both of them went down together.
His smart self plunged into the emptiness of his brain.
When they both woke up, they were back at Fun zones.
And he had the worst headache of his life.
"Alright. We did. We beat the game!" Said Dewey.
"Was that really a game?" He said, my God his head.
"I can't wait to tell everybody I..." Dewey suddenly stopped himself before he looked at him and said. "I mean you beat the game"
Making him smile.
Thanks.
And then Scrooge and Webby came and they discovered that Scrooge had fallen for the ticket game scheme and spent a small fortune for a moustache comb.
The older Duck was in tears.
"Anyway, did anything happen to you guys?" Said Webby comforting the Duck.
"Launchpad beat the game," said Dewey making him smile. "He was totally amazing in there!"
"I wasn't that good," he said, and then something seemed to kick his brain causing him to rush to Scrooge and said. "Mr McD. I need to tell you something. It's huge"
"Yes?" Scrooge said, never had a Duck done a complete one-eighty so fast.
And than Launchpad brain juice must have run out because he said. "I really like the colour Purple. I really like the colour purple."
The Duck deflated.
"Anyway, let's go outside and never bring Scrooge here again," said Webby.
"Thank you, Webby," said Scrooge as he was carried out like his age.
Dewey and he followed behind him.
"Oh, yeah. Launchpad" said Dewey.
"Yes?" He said.
"What we're you going to say back there?" Said Dewey.
"What?" He said.
"When the laser was about to blast you, you said 'For Jig-' And then you were cut off," said Dewey.
Huh?
"For Jig? I don't even really remember what I did back there" he said. "It's a complete blur. Maybe, I was really hungry and wanted some food. And speaking of food"
And then both of them said. "Pizza"
For some reason, he felt like he didn't just lose the ability to say big words back there.
#Under Funzones#
"Idiots!"
Both Steel beak and Black Heron woke up to the sound of Vulture yelling at them.
"I had to fix up your mess!" Said the Vulture. "What we're thinking bringing Scrooge Mcducks associates down here? I had to pick them up and drop them back at Fun zones. Didn't I tell you no rays, period?"
Steelbeak laughed and said. "Who's stupid now-"
The bird was forcibly shut up.
"And to make matters worse," said the Vulture. "I got the feeling I was being watched all the way. You morns attracted somebody else with this scheme of yours!"
What concerned him the most was that everybody who was close to Scrooge was reported to not even be looking in his direction which meant whoever was following him wasn't related to Scrooge at all.
However the feeling stopped when he got to Funzones, the person seemed to have lost interest.
This person had actually managed to follow him and not be seen by his eyes.
"For what you did, I should kick you both out of the organisation," he said. "However, this is just a setback. No matter, who this third party is, they clearly don't have the resources to stop us or expose us. We just have to stay one step ahead of everybody at all times. It doesn't matter how many sides join in, what matters is that we're ahead of Scrooge McDuck. We have to be smarter than the smartest. We are F.O.W.L!"
There was no way they couldn't win this.
However, they were so focused on Scrooge McDuck, that they didn't see how serious their situation actually was.
Launchpad McDuck hadn't just brought a few people into this but a whole secret society.
And the beam may have mentally cripple him but it could not get ride of a magical mark.
As long as Launchpad had that Mark, he will find his way back to Jigsaw.
And scene!