A Rewritten Family History
There is a LOT of stuff going on in my personal life at the moment and so the past few week I've just felt so physical and emotionally drained...this may or may not be my last update before 3C AkA the final arch of the series begins as I may focus on doing a few drabbles before Valentines Day...Anyway, so going into writing this chapter all I knew about Dickie Duck came from various Tumblr posts, Fandom Wiki, and TV Tropes...(I have since read a few comic scan-lations) I hope I have done this character justice and constructive opinions on my writing of her are greatly welcome
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"Just breathe," Della's voice spoke from the backseat as Dickie looked out the limo window toward McDuck Manor. It was just so surreal, she was back in Duckburg but it wasn't her Duckburg!
Hours Earlier:
That angry buzzard had just left the room and there she was standing there, all eyes on her as her own eyes fell to the wreckage of whatever device brought her there in the first place.
She recognized Scrooge obviously as they had just met when he had seemingly been zapped into HER world however as far as the other six figures?
She assumed that the young boys were two thirds of the 'triple terrors' though they were three years older and not dressed alike. She was about to ask where the third one was however the boy dressed in red, Huey if their color coding was the same took a step forward.
"Who are you and why do you look eerily like my aunt Goldie?"
"Time Travel?" The boy in blue...Dewey spoke up from where he'd been seated beside the red headed teen girl who had been sitting sadly on the ground.
"She is dressed too modern for that," Huey replied, "My assumption is that she came through the portal with Uncle Scrooge."
The way the boy spoke as well as his mannerisms made her think he was definitely his fathers son.
"Brilliant deduction Huey," Dickie spoke with a smile as she watched the genuinely shocked reaction of the teen as she called him by his name.
"H-how do you…"
"I'm Dickie Duck, I guess technically I'm your cousin as in another time and place I'm Scrooge and Goldie's Granddaughter."
"Wait-What," the older female duck in the room whom if Dickie had to guess was the infamous 'Dumbella' exclaimed as she took a step forward and began to size her up and down as if to take in any family resemblances she might have to try and prove she was the real deal.
"Apparently in Dickie's world, me and Goldie had a young lass though Goldie...well, being Goldie skipped town before I knew about it."
Deciding to leave out the details in the middle, Dickie smiled and added.
"And, when I found out THE SCROOGE MCDUCK was my papa, I enrolled in a University in Duckburg as a means to get to know him."
"Here I thought fighting Super Villains from my favorite television show would be the highlight of my week," spoke the broad shouldered redhead whom she didn't recognize but had been standing by Della's side, "But a family member from another world…"
Dickie tilted her head wondering who he had been related to though soon she noticed the way his attention turned to another man whom she also didn't recognize that had been seated on the ground with Dewey and the young girl.
"Okay, who am I kidding, fighting the fearsome four was like something out of a dream. Anyway, I'm Launchpad, and any family of Mr. McD is family to me."
Okay, that answered the question of if he was a part of the actual family as her mind began to race some more as voices around her began to talk to one another asking just how they were going to explain her presence to Goldie...to others.
As they pulled up to the manor, Dickie did as Della instructed taking a deep breath before counting to ten. They had ultimately decided that they would go ahead and tell Goldie the truth as passing her off as Matilda's estranged daughter was a good thought at first however the girls resemblance to her grams was pretty obvious and plus she couldn't fake a passing Scottish accent.
As the limo lurched to a stop, Dickie noticed as three figures began to step out of the mansion. The first was an older woman who while dressed in a housekeeping uniform but could easily pass as Scrooge's bodyguard, the second was a girl dressed in a purple skirt and a cream colored blouse who had to be her aunt Webby, and the last was an all too familiar looking chicken.
She watched the way that Della hopped out of the limo, running into his arms and having him slip a pair of rings that were hanging from his neck back on her fingers. The two boys meanwhile began chatting away with the girl while Scrooge began to whisper to the older woman clearly about her if the way he kept looking and pointing to the limo was any sort of tell. This now left her and Launchpad alone in the limo.
"If you need an escape I have a pullout in the guest house that's all yours."
Dickie nodded glad for the way people had been warming up to her all things considered as she finally climbed out of the limo where she instantly felt eyes on her again. Taking in another deep breath she soon watched as the young girl eagerly approached.
"Hi I'm Webby, I've always wanted to have a sister."
"Hi I'm Dickie, and is that the story we are going with because I've always kind of wished I had a sibling too."
The young girl squealed, soon enveloping her in an embrace which was surprisingly tight for that of a twelve year old.
While Dickie couldn't quite tell if moments were zipping by or dragging along all she knew was that while Launchpad had driven off with the limo everyone else was still mingling about outside the manor.
"Dickie, I want you to meet my fiancé Gyro Gearloose."
"We've met in another life," she replied as she shook the chickens hand letting out a sigh.
Fall 2012 Earth 2:
Dickie had been sitting in the common area of her resident hall curled up on a couch. With students still moving in and organizing their living spaces she was pleased to see that the room wasn't too busy as she pulled out a book on THE HISTORY OF CLAN MCDUCK she had picked up.
"Doing a bit of light reading before classes start?" spoke a voice taking her away from her reading. Looking up she had spotted a young chicken maybe a year or two older then she was dressed in a yellow button down with the top couple buttons undone, a pair of wire framed glasses covering his face and a small hat covering his messy curls.
"You could say that," Dickie said fidgeting with the sleeves of her jacket, "I recently found out I'm related to the family."
"Ah one of those ancestry tests or something."
"Or something," she spoke with a slight chuckle not wanting to bore him with the details of her personal life, just yet anyway, "I'm Dickie by the way and I promise I'm not normally this socially awkward."
"It's okay, I was a bit awkward when I was a freshman, still am as a Graduate Student actually. Name's Gyro by the way and if you ever need a tour guide, or a friend."
Dickie couldn't help but smile as she took his hand knowing in an instant that this would be the start of something good.
She watched as this Gyro flashed her a smile.
"Well, I do hope your interactions with my counterpart were pleasant ones."
Dickie nodded.
"The most pleasant, he is one of my best friends and was my roommate before papa insisted on me moving into the manor."
"Papa?" Gyro asked with a raised brow.
"Scrooge," both ladies said seemingly in unison before letting out a slight chuckle.
"Oh you are going to be two peas in a pod and it kind of scares me."
Dickie watched the way that Della flashed Gyro a smirk before leaning her head on her fiance's shoulder. He was right though, she could already tell that while her relationship or lack thereof with the Della from her world wasn't the best there was just a spark between her and the other woman that was undeniable and she was almost certain that Webby wouldn't be her only 'pseudo sister' while she was in this world.
By now it seemed that she and the happy couple were the only ones still standing on the doorstep of the manor and so Dickie decided to leave the two lovebirds alone in the moment as she slipped inside instantly noticing the young boy dressed in green who immediately took a step toward her.
"So, you're the one trying to take away my inheritance huh?"
"I have no intention of taking anything from you Louie."
"And you know my name…"
Dickie nodded her head about to comment about how she was just passing through until Gyro or some guy named Fenton figured out a way to send her home and track down the whereabouts of that young girl Gosalyn from back in 's grandfather when suddenly a familiar voice took her from her thoughts.
"Go easy on our guest sharpie," Goldie O'Gilt or rather Goldie McDuck she supposed spoke, causing Dickie to smile a bit thinking that even in her own world she missed her Grams dearly as she still resided in New Stork. Turning toward the woman she couldn't help but take in the youthful appearance of the woman's visage much like that of Scrooge's.
"Scroogie filled me in on most of the details but I just had to see for myself and he was right the resemblance is just…"
Dickie sucked in a breath as Goldie began to circle her taking in every detail.
"So what was our relationship like?"
"Good, my mother passed just after laying me and your counterpart stepped in. We lived in a nice apartment in New Stork. She was an acting coach mostly, though she took a few minor stage roles as I got older… reliving the glory days of working in Saloons she would say."
"Sounds like something I would do in an alternative life," Goldie said in agreement, "and what about you? What do you do?"
"Well, I have a degree in journalism however I mostly manage the social media of McDuck Enterprises while also being a live in babysitter for Huey, Dewey and Louie."
Dickie watched as Goldie nodded wondering if the woman thought she had thrown away her potential however instead she simply nodded her head.
"Well I've always wondered what it would like to have a child of my own and while the situation is a bit unorthodox and technically you're my gr—gran—I can't even say it, I really would like to have a relationship with you and to make your stay in this world as normal as possible."
"Thanks gra—mom?"
Dickie watched as Goldie simply shrugged.
"Whatever makes you feel the most comfortable...but never Grams."
Nodding again, Dickie watched as Della reentered the room sans Gyro.
"Where is your better half?"
Watching as Della gently bit her bill clearly wondering if she should be offended or not by her comment, Dickie was relieved as Della simply answered.
"He and Huey left with Dewey, probably to drop him off and to fill Donald in about…"
Della didn't even need to mention her name as Dickie knew that they were filling him in about her. She wondered what Donald's reaction to things would be like, heck she wondered what Donald was like in general as the only time that she had even gotten a glimpse of him was the day he had dropped the triplets off at the manor.
"And you didn't join them?"
"Nah, I know what it's like coming home to a place that looks like your home and feels like your home but is different. Of course returning from over a decade on the moon and jumping into an alternate reality is like comparing apples to oranges…."
Nodding at Della's ramble, Dickie couldn't help but let out another little chuckle as the other woman continued.
"..and going through a portal obviously didn't give you any time to pack."
Looking down at the workout attire she'd been wearing that had been covered up only by Launchpad's damp and sweaty jacket that he'd loaned her back in the limo, Dickie gave Della a nod as the woman began to lead her up the stairs to her childhood bedroom where she had extra clothes lying around that probably would fit as a placeholder before they could check out a mall...though Dickie supposed her credit card wouldn't work in this world now would it.
