A REWRITTEN FAMILY HISTORY

Notes: the Spanish translated means 'sweet girl' if it's wrong blame Google...also yes I looked up THOSE LYRICS (okay puck1919 had to link me them on tumblr because whenever i searched little girl blue it came up with lyrics to a Janis Joplin song of that name) because I love to feel the feels and I'm sure you readers do too… also had to give Bulba that iconic Game of Thrones quote


Gosalyn could see the silhouette of Bulba as well as Dewey's uncle, mom, and cousin moving from window to window as she crouched in an alleyway behind the McDuck Enterprises building. She had promised Dewey she would lay low and let his cousin 'talk off Bulba's ear' to hopefully get him to talk about what happened to her grandfather however she was tired of laying low and the longer she waited the more she worried that she'd be thrown into the system and she really didn't want that to happen. Letting out a sigh she took a deep breath and closed her eyes thinking of some happier times.


October 2015:

Gosalyn entered the apartment she lived in with her grandfather and placed her hockey stick against the wall. It was only a practice however she had nailed a hat trick and had been ready to smoke the competition. Letting you the aroma of chocolate fill the air from the kitchen she couldn't help but let a wide grin cross her bill as she entered the room.

"Breakfast for Dinner?" Gosalyn spoke pointing to the chocolate chip pancakes on the stove.

"Happy Birthday dulce niña," Thaddeus said with a smile as he ruffled his granddaughter's red curls.

Gosalyn had begun to wonder if her grandfather had even remembered it had been her tenth birthday as he'd already been hard at work in the lab when she had woken up that morning though she supposed he wanted to get all his work done early so that he could better celebrate with her in the moment.

She watched as her grandfather stepped away before soon returning with a small wooden box and handing it to her.

Gosalyn looked at the box with a raised brow before realizing that it was a music box. Turning the key she listened as a familiar tune began to fill the air.

"You?" she asked as her grandfather nodded beginning to hum along to the melody before singing along to the words

Close your eyes, little girl blue.

Inside of you lies a rainbow.

Yellow, Blue, Red, Blue, Purple too, Blue, Purple, and Green, then the Yellow.


She began to hum the tune to herself however her song was soon interrupted by a loud bang causing a wave of curiosity to wash over her. The recently elected mayor had won on a platform to clean up organized crime so what could possibly be going down in a back alley on a Monday night.

Cautiously peering around the corner she spotted a man dressed in purple descend from a cloud of purple smoke landing in front of a moving van.

"I am the terror that flaps in the night…" she heard him say before letting out a slight chuckle. The man must have deemed himself a vigilante of some sort and had clearly mistook the 24 hour moving company for a band of home invaders.

"Amature," she muttered to herself as she began to watch his pratfalls wishing she had popcorn when suddenly she caught another figure from the corner of her eyes. The sight of a familiar duck dressed in blue perched on the shoulder of a taller bird with one hand holding his phone videotaping the superhero's actions while the other was giving a fist pump.

"Seriously Shakespeare," she muttered to herself as she began to assess her surroundings. There was a window washing scaffold that she could easily access to boost her way up to Bulba's office.

"If you can't get something done right then you have to do it yourself." Gosalyn spoke with a sigh as the teen began to pull the scaffold up the side of the building hoping that Bulba or anyone who might recognize her as Thaddeus's granddaughter weren't standing by any of the windows that she passed. Mentally strategizing, she was soon startled as the weight of the platform began to shift and suddenly the man from the moving truck incident was standing beside her.

"I am…."

"The terror that flaps in the night...bla bla bla...I heard you earlier."

"Then you know that I'm a defender of justice, a righter of wrongs…"

"Well then help me right the wrong of my grandfather's disappearance."

She could tell her words had startled the hero who had thought that she'd been engaging in criminal activity. Okay, sure technically she was planning a criminal act by breaking and entering Bulba's office but all she wanted was to seek the truth about what happened to her grandfather.

"A damsel and not a delinquent huh?" he spoke in a questioning tone as he placed a hand on the brim of his fedora.

The girl supposed the hero was pondering if he wanted to help her on her mission or if he wanted to stop her from doing something that was probably stupid.

Suddenly the scaffolding began moving upward thus answering her question.


They somehow managed to find a window that was open a crack and what was better was that it was in a seemingly empty office space.

The duo managed to stealthy enough climb into the dimly lit room and give it a once over.

"I think this is Bulba's office," Gosalyn whispered to her current companion as she began to scurry across the room.

"Careful you don't want to trip any silent alarms and throw the guy onto our sent, that's superhero 101 right there."

Giving the man a mock salute she began to fiddle around with the draws.

"Phooey," she muttered.

"Language missy."

"You did NOT just missy me," Gosalyn replied, shaking her head as the patter of footsteps filled the air.

"Someone's coming," they both whisper yelled at once as she watched Darkwing squeeze into a file cabinet not questioning the logistics and instead wondering why that wasn't locked but the desk was as she shimmied her way into an air vent.


"McDuck's family seemed nice," she heard Bulba say as another voice began to speak.

"They are just as loose a canon as the old man...maybe even more so. That niece of his is trouble with a capital T and who knows what Intel she plans to bring back to that mad scientist she's engaged to."

"Gearloose is too distracted with building his little toys to even think to crack the multiverse theory…"

"Speaking of, we need to think small for now and stick to just manipulating food and other resources and not push the ramrod to its limits causing another unfortunate accident"

"Who is to say what happened was an accident"

From her spot in the vents Gosalyn could feel her heart race as she was sure they were talking about her grandfather and it took all she had not to burst out from her spot and cause a scene.

"Still, we need to reign in the chaos and not create more of it."

"Chaos is a ladder Bradford. Many who try to climb it fail, never get to try again. The fall breaks them…."

Gosalyn watched as Bulba soon looked at a screen in his hand that showed him something he clearly wasn't liking. Had they tripped a silent security device after all she wondered to herself as suddenly he began to laugh in a slightly maniacal fashion.

"And St. Canard better brace themselves for the chaos that's about to arrive."

There was a moment of silence after that as soon the footfalls of Bulba and Bradford soon made their way out of the room and the sound of a door closing signaled the coast was clear.

"Who's to say what happened wasn't an accident! That Villain did something to my grandpa and I want to find out what it is."

"Sure...sure...but what did he mean by better brace itself for the chaos...whatever it is Darkwing Duck is here to save the city."