A Rewritten Family History

This latest run has just been on point! Loved Foreverglades (my Goldie chapter is coming up soon as I crosspost to this platform in Chapter 19!) I can't wait for Let's Get Dangerous to air and let me tell you I have changed course on my Darkwing arch a few times already so it will be interesting to see how actual canon makes me alter things even further...)

As always thanks for reading and if there are any characters/flashback moments you want me to try to come up with let me know


Della could feel her heart racing as she crossed town to head back toward the manor. No, this couldn't be happening, it simply couldn't be. How could Lunaris do this...and just as she was getting her life back on track. They were going to have a family dinner and she was going to ask Gyro if it were okay to spend the night but now...now…


A Few Months-A Year Ago (it was hard to pinpoint time when on the moon):

Della had a good feeling about things. Ever since being taken in by the moonlanders she had made great strides in rebuilding the spear and she could almost feel the embrace of her boys in the moment.

"Penny guess what!" she exclaimed, turning to enter the room when she heard a muffled voice causing her to pause.

"She's nothing but trouble," the voice of one of the many moonlanders spoke...she really didn't think it was worth taking the time to know their names after all she was determined to blow this Popsicle stand and didn't want to make long term commitments… well aside from with Penny because she was her roommate and stood up for her all those times Lunaris wanted to just …. She didn't want to think about it.

"I thought so too, but perhaps she could be the key to giving the moon it's rightful do."

She had no clue what Lunaris meant by this and she didn't want to know as Penny soon rounded the corner.

"You shouldn't be eavesdropping Della, you might be inclined to hear something you shouldn't ."

Penny raised a brow as she placed a hand on Della's shoulder. It was clear that her friend had been keeping something from her but she really didn't want to press matters after all the moonlanders were so hospitable to her she didn't want to ruin her welcome.


Though perhaps she should have pried because then she would have known that the Moonlanders had planned to invade the earth and she was the one who had wrapped the planet up in a bright red bow!

Entering her uncle's study, she looked over to where Scrooge was sipping at his tea looking over what looked to be an important document.

"Uncle Scrooge, you're happy that I'm back right?"

Looking up from his paper the older duck nodded his head.

"Oh course I'm happy lass," he replied, "You were the closest thing I had to a daughter before adopting Webbigail."

Turning the frame that had been sitting on his desk around she was surprised to see it reveal not a photo of Louie or Webby or even Goldie but a picture of her at eighteen standing in front of the Cloud Slayer with a wide grin on her face.

"Not a day went by that I didn't think of you."

Feeling a pain in her chest at his words she really didn't want to disappoint her uncle but she knew that she had to rip off the band-aid sooner rather than later before things got way out of hand.

"I hope your feelings for me aren't tainted by what I'm about to say."

"Nothing can make me disappointed in you."

Sucking in a deep breath, Della began to tell her Uncle about Lunaris for the first time. About how there were days that she didn't know if she was a guest or a prisoner and about the conversations she'd eavesdrop on from behind closed doors insinuating that he had some kind of vendetta with the earth.

"I did a bad bad thing...I dropped the blueprints to the spear and well...he's invading!"

She watched as Scrooge gave her a glare making her wonder if he had in fact been disappointed with her however instead he got on the phone.

"Defcon 3," he spoke with a serious tone in his voice, "Yes, she's fine she's with me...curse me kilts are you sure….ALL OF THEM...well that's nice that Gizmoduck's okay...boardroom one hour."

Della only needed to hear Scrooge's side of the conversation realize he was speaking to Gyro and to once again make her think that this was bad this was very bad.


An hour later she had arrived in the boardroom where what she could only describe as a war council had been formed. Looking around the table she caught sight of Donald, Beakley, Detective Cabrera, Gizmoduck, Launchpad, as well as someone seated beside her fellow pilot who had seemed to take the art of cosplay to the next level actually believing he was Darkwing Duck. The situation was too dire to pass any judgment as her fiance soon stood besides her giving a reassuring squeeze to her shoulder.

While her love language wasn't physical touch the gesture was rather reassuring as was the way he whispered, "it's not your fault," into her ear.

Her uncle soon gained the attention of those in the room explaining about how the Moonlanders had made contact and had managed to take out all their usual defense systems.

"They are probably after me," Della soon spoke, "I could take the kids and search for allies...strength in numbers am I right?"

There were some murmurs around the room as people were beginning to weigh the pros and cons of the situation. On the one hand she had experience with the Moonlanders and could possibly suss out a weakness in their army however on the other if it WAS Della that they were after perhaps they would turn their ships around if they knew she wasn't in Duckburg.

There was so much going on that Della couldn't tell how much more time had passed before Donald left to collect the Boys and Webby (it had been decided that Lena and her special skill set would be more suited for the front lines)

Taking in a few calming meditative breaths she began to assure herself that they would triumph. 'Ducks Don't Back Down' she silently reminded herself as she observed her surroundings. Launchpad was living out his teenage fantasies as he was enthusiastically conversing with that Darkwing LARPer while Gyro was chatting a bit with Gizmoduck who then began in turn to whisper something to the Detective who soon began reaching into her purse for something.

More moments slipped by in a blur as the kids were safe and secure inside the Cloud Slayer leaving just herself and Gyro standing against the plane.

"Now remember, the bulbs are stubborn and probably will only respond to you or Huebert...hopefully the other kids don't take it too personally."

Della let out a slight chuckle that even surprised herself in the moment as she doubted that Dewey, Webby and especially Louie would care if the bulbs responded to their commands. It was then that the mood seemed to be more somber.

"In the past two months I know you've gone off on a few adventures with Scrooge."

Della nodded her head.

"But, in the back of my mind I can't help but think of...anyway, I'm not normally a man of faith but Maria told me I should give you this for protection."

Reaching into his pocket, Gyro soon pulled out an empty keychain and placed it into her palm.

"St. Christopher is apparently the patron saint of travelers and this will help you, our boys, and our precocious young cousin get back to me safely."

"I promise you won't lose me," Della replied as she committed her fiance's embrace to her memory before thoughts of the Moonlanders began to fill her head leading her to mentally add, 'or that I won't lose you.'