A/N- Yeah, I'm sorry about the cat thing. I have a fondness for cats, and it was just naturally the first animal to mind. :D. And about the one time superhero thing…: D!!!! Please enjoy!!!
Chapter 2
The foot stopped just inches above Quiverwing's head. The cat leapt from her arms and went about its merry way. She then quickly crawled out from beneath the thing's foot.
"Q.W.! Q.W.! Are you all right?" Launchpad asked, helping her to her feet.
"Yeah…yeah, I'm fine," she said.
Looking up, she saw Darkwing leap down from where he had pulled the circuitry loose.
"Are you alright, Quiverwing?" he asked, concern in his voice.
"Just fine," she replied.
"Good, because you are in so much trouble!"
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"That was the most reckless, most irresponsible, stupidest thing I've ever seen anyone do! Including me!" Darkwing yelled, pacing the floor in front of the couch on which Quiverwing now sat.
Darkwing had not said much on the way home, but as soon as they had whirled out of the chairs, he had started in on her.
"Dad! I was being a hero!" Quiverwing argued.
"No! Heroes do not, I repeat, do not risk their lives or the lives of their friends for a kitten! You were showing off!" he yelled. It was as if his voice could no longer attain normal volume.
"I thought heroes saved all lives, Darkwing," she said, scathingly.
"I'm…going in the kitchen," Launchpad said, slipping away. Gosalyn hopped off the couch.
"That's it, missy! No more crime fighting for you! What was I thinking anyhow? Endangering my daughter…I must have been out of my mind!" Darkwing exclaimed.
"Maybe you were thinking, 'Gee. My daughter saved my life from some crazed villain all on her own. Maybe she is actually cut out for the hero business'!" Quiverwing yelled now.
"Well, I can see now that I was wrong. I can't risk your life. No more, Gosalyn," Darkwing said, quieting down now.
"No! I want to fight crime! You can't do this!!" she yelled even louder now.
Darkwing reached forward and tore the mask from his daughter's face.
"You are Gosalyn Mallard, my daughter. You are Quiverwing Quack no more," he said.
Gosalyn could feel the tears well up in her eyes. She reached and grabbed the mask back from her father. Without another word, she ran upstairs to her room and slammed the door.
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Gosalyn, still dressed in her Quiverwing costume and still holding her mask, sat on her bed, fighting tears. Suddenly, there was a knock at her door.
"Who is it?" she asked.
"Honker," came the reply.
"Come on in," she said.
Honker slowly entered the room. He straightened his glasses a bit, out of awkwardness, then decided that he should say something.
"Uh…Launchpad told me what happened. Sorry, Gosalyn," he said.
"Why are you apologizing? It's not your fault. It's just not fair. I was just trying to do the right thing," Gosalyn said, standing and walking to her window.
"He's just worried about you," Honker said.
"I have to show him…I have to show him that I can do this job and do it right," Gosalyn said. She put the mask on. Suddenly, she was Quiverwing again.
"Honker, you don't have to come with me, but I would like you to," she said.
"Go where?" Honker asked nervously.
"Out. I have to solve this crime. Are you with me?"
Honker shuffled his feet a bit. Then, he gave his answer.
"Well, I suppose you need someone to keep you out of trouble," he said.
Quiverwing smiled. "Great. Now, hand me that rope."
End Notes: I hope everyone liked this chapter. I know it's short, but I thoroughly enjoyed writing it. This upcoming chapter is going to be even more fun!