Disclaimer: I do not own Danger Mouse (2015) or any canon characters. They are the property of their respective owners. I also do not own Star Wars.

Notes: Here is the second short story, and it focuses on the female couple.

This contains Squawkenmoth (Professor Squawkencluck x Danger Moth) so the fem-slash warning is in place. This is the first time I have written for Mr. and Mrs. Squawkencluck so they might be OOC at points. The thought of Mrs. Squawkencluck being the doting mother-in-law wouldn't leave me alone though.

I hope you enjoy this!

(Linebreaks hate me so I will use PSDM.)

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New Year's Eve has arrived and London is busier than ever, with some making their way to the best vantage spots for the fireworks and others leaving the city to visit loved ones. This story's heroes, Professor Squawkencluck and Danger Moth, are doing neither.

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That was because, instead of going to visit the professor's parents, her parents were going to be visiting them. "Last minute change of plans," Professor Squawkencluck explained to Danger Moth as they readied the guest room. "That's why Mum called this morning."

"How do you think they'll fare with this blasted traffic?" she asked as yet another loud horn, followed by three others, sounded throughout the flat.

"Hopefully better than we would've." She fluffed the pillows. "There. That's done."

"So, what shall we do while we wait for them to arrive?"

"I suppose we could watch a film. Any suggestions?"

"I know these aren't particularly in your interests, but I was thinking maybe...Star Wars?"

She nodded. "That's fair. I'll try to keep my Sci-fi is Inaccurate commentary silent."

"Oh no, you can provide as much commentary as you wish, Squawky! I enjoy hearing your input."

"But, I have a strong feeling why you suggested we watch this and don't want to interrupt that."

"If I didn't want interruptions, I'd watch it by myself. I love your input when we watch movies, it makes them more enjoyable."

"You don't think I'm petty, picky and annoying about it?"

"Not in the least." She approached her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I've joined you in making commentary on films before. You don't take any of the enjoyment out of watching them."

"Alright then. Just so you know, I may have a lot to say."

"And I would be alright with that."

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Well, Squawkencluck hadn't been wrong. She did have a lot to say about the movie they were watching. Not all of it was concerning inaccuracies, however, for she found the story interesting. "Wait. That's his sister?"

"Yes."

"Oh. How many people do you think believed they'd be a nice couple before that reveal?"

"Ohh...just about everyone who finds romance doesn't kill a plot."

"How about you?"

"I was young." She folded her arms and pouted playfully.

Squawkencluck chuckled. "Don't worry. This is the first time I've seen this and I thought the same."

"You did? You considered the romance?"

"Yes. I wouldn't have if watching on my own, but since I'm watching with you..."

Her surprise melted into a warm smile as she rested her head on the hen's shoulder.

"Can we watch the next one?"

"Sure!"

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By the time they had finished the original trilogy, they heard a knock at the door. Squawkencluck rose from the sofa to answer the door and was greeted in a warm embrace from her father. "Glad you two arrived safely," she greeted.

"Traffic wasn't as bad as we thought," Mrs. Squawkencluck responded as she and her husband entered the flat.

Danger Moth was making her way to the door to welcome her girlfriend's parents, but was hindered along the way by one of said parents wrapping her in a tight embrace.

"Mum! Remember what I said about keeping your hugs restrained?" Squawkencluck asked as she saw her girlfriend being crushed in the hug.

"Come on, dear, we won't have a future daughter-in-law at this rate," Mr. Squawkencluck remarked.

Mrs. Squawkencluck released the moth. "Terribly sorry, dear, but I'm just so delighted to meet my soon-to-be daughter-in-law."

Danger Moth inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. "It's perfectly fine, Mrs. Squawkencluck, no damage done."

"Oh, dear, you can call me Mum."

Squawkencluck stood aside and tried to resist facepalming at how eager her mother was acting. "Mum. We're not even engaged yet."

"Oh, I know. But, Mother knows best, Professor, and I already know it will be happening."

Mr. Squawkencluck sighed. "Sorry about that, Danger Moth," he murmured as he shook her hand.

She smiled and shook her head. "It doesn't bother me."

"So then, I was thinking we should all go out for dinner. How about it?" Mrs. Squawkencluck asked.

"Er, Mum, that's not such a great idea. We'd be lucky to get in anywhere and you'll keep on about the two of us while we have to keep our relationship from becoming public knowledge. Besides...De-Danger Moth and I already prepared something," Squawkencluck protested.

"Oh. Well then, we can't let that go to waste, can we?"

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The quartet were at the table, each having a favourable serving of the meal that had been prepared throughout the day. Mr. Squawkencluck tried to keep damage to a minimum when Mrs. Squawkencluck started delving a bit too deeply into the relationship of their daughter and the world's second-greatest secret agent.

By evening, Squawkencluck had wished her parents had gone back home instead of spending the night. She loved them, but it was just as bad as she'd feared it was going to be.

Danger Moth felt otherwise. When they were in their room, getting changed to go to the London Eye to see the fireworks at midnight, she let her girlfriend know that.

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"I'm so embarrassed. Mum is just being far too nosy tonight and though Dad's trying, he's unable to keep her under control. I almost want to watch the fireworks separate from them."

"The fact that they accept our relationship so openly means a lot to me, Squawky. Certainly, there were times your mother was going a bit far, but it's been harmless in my view."

She found a warm sweater and laid it on the bed. "Denise...I just..." She let out a sigh. "I do love my parents, but sometimes...they can just be so..."

She dropped the jacket onto the bed and looked up at her girlfriend. "Honestly, I prefer your mother insisting on knowing when you'll be asking me to marry you to my mother glowering at us before making hints towards her true thoughts about us being together." She approached her and wrapped her arms around her waist.

"It's not just about this."

"I know, but a lot of it is."

"You know, if you girls need some time to yourselves, we can go on ahead. Just try not to take all night!" Mrs. Squawkencluck called through the door. "And if you'd rather wait until we all return, then maybe keep it a little quiet?"

Danger Moth's face went red at the implication. "Alright, that was a bit much..."

"MUM!" Squawkencluck screeched as her face turned dark. After she heard the footfalls that headed away from the bedroom, she let out another sigh. "You should've heard the stuff she said when I was entering university, just because I was the age it was expected."

She patted her back consolingly.

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Not allowing the embarrassment to ruin their evening, the couple joined the older Squawkenclucks and they made their way to the London Eye. Danger Moth had her special goggles on.

"Oh, do you need nightvision goggles?" Mrs. Squawkencluck questioned.

Danger Moth shook her head. "They're specially made tinted goggles that help keep me from being distracted by bright lights. I'll be needing these during the display."

"Specially made? Oh, I see. Professor made them?"

Danger Moth nodded. "I've treasured them since."

"How lovely, dear."

Mr. Squawkencluck placed a hand on his daughter's shoulder. "If you would rather watch the fireworks with Danger Moth, we'll understand. This is your first New Year's Eve as a couple, you should enjoy them together."

Squawkencluck nodded. "Thanks, Dad. I actually was thinking of asking her if we could do that."

"No better time than the present to prepare for the future since the past has already gone."

She nodded again. "Danger Moth, while my parents are watching from inside the London Eye...maybe you and I could watch the fireworks from elsewhere?"

Danger Moth looked to her girlfriend and nodded. "I believe I know the perfect spot to do so."

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They soon arrived at their destination. Squawkencluck saw her parents into the compartment, then turned to her girlfriend. "So, they'll be starting in ten minutes. Shall we go?"

"We can wait here for another nine," Danger Moth responded. She leaned in close and whispered her plan. "I intend to scoop you into my arms and carry you into the air. We'll not only have the best view of the fireworks, we can also share the New Year kiss without anybody seeing it."

She smiled and nodded in approval at the plan. "That sounds perfect, Denise," she murmured.

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One minute to midnight. Danger Moth scooped the professor into her arms, flitted her wings and took off, straight into the air.

"You won't get tired, will you?"

"If I can carry half of the Danger Agency, I can stay in the air for half an hour if required, maybe longer. I appreciate your concern for my wellbeing, but you needn't worry."

"There's something I've been wondering."

"Hm?"

"How is it that someone of your skill and stamina only became second-best in the agency?"

"Well, I'm skilled and have stamina, but it was DM who did the best. He was never afraid of a challenge, in fact, he relished in the perils we'd been put through. It was because of that he made it to Top Agent."

"I understand."

"Ten! Nine!" the crowd below could be heard shouting.

"Eight! Seven! Six!" The elder Squawkenclucks joined in from their compartment.

"Five!"

Danger Moth looked into Squawkencluck's eyes. "Four..."

"Three..." Squawkencluck cupped her girlfriend's cheek with her hand.

"Two..." She leaned in close.

"One..." She felt Danger Moth's lips on her's.

Big Ben chimed midnight and a loud roar of Happy New Year rang through the streets of London.

They broke their kiss as the fireworks display started. "Happy New Year, my beloved Squawky."

"Happy New Year, my darling Denise."

They broke their gazes from their beloved to enjoy the fireworks.

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After the display ended, Danger Moth carefully descended, landing where she and Squawkencluck had originally stood. She helped her girlfriend back on the ground just in time for them to be joined by the elder Squawkenclucks. The family, including Danger Moth, shared warm embraces and exchanged New Year greetings. But, it was time to head back to the apartment.

"So, any New Year's resolutions?" Mrs. Squawkencluck asked.

"I suppose I could be a bit tidier. Then you wouldn't have to make me into a trash monster again," Mr. Squawkencluck replied with a chuckle.

"I could be a little less nosy in regards to our daughter."

"I'd appreciate that, Mum," Squawkencluck replied. "I'm sure I'll come up with one. How about you, Danger Moth?"

"Hmm...I can't say I have one."

"Professor, why haven't you made one to further your relationship?" Mrs. Squawkencluck asked her daughter.

"Mum..." That time, she did facepalm. However, she was also smiling.

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As the quartet return to the flat, our story comes to a close. Thankfully, so does the year. Happy New Year's to all readers! Hopefully, you can look forward to more adventures about the cast of...Danger Mouse!

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After notes: There we go, the last story to see in the new year. There are more coming with this couple too, some happy and some dramatic. But, no spoilers, you'll just have to see what's in store for them over the new year.

Yes, the pair watching Star Wars was a mini tribute to the late Carrie Fisher.

Happy New Year, may it treat you well!

Thanks for reading! You don't have to review, but if you want to say something, please don't flame. Constructive criticism is welcomed as always.