Back to Brazil
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters-all rights go to Disney! I just came up with the story.
A/N: Hey guys! Yes, this was an incredibly quick update. That's what summer does, I suppose-gives me way too much time for my own good. (But please, don't expect them all to be this quick!) Also, I apologize for any language mistakes in Spanish or Portuguese-I'm not native to either and I had to use Google Translate for the Portuguese as well as what I've learned in class for the Spanish. So please forgive me if any of that is incorrect. This chapter is basically setting everything up for the rest of the story, just fyi. Thank you for the views/reviews, and please continue! With that in mind, read and enjoy!
"Wouldn't it be splendid to be in Rio, Minnie? It's a fashion capital of the world, you know. Also it's ranked as one of the world's most beautiful cities! Donald is so lucky to have friends there." It was the day after Donald had left for his big trip to Brazil. As exciting as it may have been for him, this absence had left Daisy bored and restless. To pass the time (and let off some steam), she ended up calling up her old friend, Minnie Mouse.
"Rio de Janeiro does seem fascinating!" Minnie said from the other end of the line, rather cheerily. "I think it would be so much fun to visit. Donald must be having a wonderful time."
Daisy nodded slowly a she sat on her bed, thoughtfully tapping her fingers against her nightstand. "What if I...actually, never mind."
"No, no...If you what?" Minnie asked.
"Well...what if I went to Rio?" Daisy blurted out. She closed her eyes and collapsed on her bed, heaving a big sigh. The girl didn't want to sound like a stalker, so she quickly added, "I wouldn't be going just to follow Donald! And I know what you're going to say, Minnie. He has his own life and doesn't have to take me everywhere. I know that...I guess...but...I want to travel. Besides, Rio is just a fabulous city. It'd be so much fun! You could come! Yeah, let's have a girl's trip to Rio de Janeiro!"
Minnie was as quiet as a mouse for a moment. When she spoke, she sounded hesitant. "You want to go all the way to Brazil? You're serious?"
"I think so," Daisy said. She suddenly stood up and made her way to her the calendar she had hanging on the wall, dragging the phone by the cord with her. "I mean, with Donald gone for a few weeks, I really haven't made any plans."
"Oh my...well, uh, I hadn't thought about it, but I wouldn't be against it. Any plans I have could easily be moved," Minnie said. "When were you thinking?"
"As soon as you want to," Daisy answered. The duck made her way back to the bed and opened up the drawer to her nightstand. She ruffled through some papers and pulled out an old pamphlet Donald had brought back the last time he had gone to Brazil. "Why don't you come over to my place later today? I've got information all about the resorts, shops, tourist attractions, and all that food. You in?"
Minnie thought it over a moment. "Wouldn't it be expensive?"
"Girl, I am a pro at spending money-but I'm also a pro at knowing how to save it. I could teach you all the tips and tricks on how to buy fabulous items for a much lower price than anyone else," Daisy explained. "Besides, it would only be for a week. I'll find some nice resort and even pay for the majority since it was my idea. We'd spend no more than if we went to any other vacation spot."
Minnie sighed. "I guess you're right there. Okay. In that case, nothing to loose, right?"
Later that day, Donald's three nephews were making their way down the sidewalk to Daisy's house. They needed a chauffeur to a movie they desperately wanted to see, and the thought of asking Uncle Scrooge for a lift was pretty laughable. Daisy was practically their aunt and played the role of mom more times than not, so she seemed like the most reasonable duck to ask.
"Let's have a race," Huey said. "Whoever gets to the doorbell first wins. GO!" Before his brothers could even process what had just been said, Huey was halfway to the door.
"Hey, wait!" Dewey called out. He and Louie started to sprint up to their brother and began shoving each other out of the way for the doorbell. The three ended up punching and kicking for dominance for about a minute at the doorstep before finally Louie was able to reach up and press the button.
"Haha, I win," he smiled at his brothers proudly.
"Good job, but next time-" Huey started to boast about something but was interrupted by the sound of Daisy's muffled voice.
"I'm coming!" she called out from inside. The triplets heard the lock unlatch and the door swing open. "Minnie, I...oh, boys. What are you doing here?" She stared down at them, looking a tad bit impatient.
"Hey, Aunt Daisy," Huey said. "Are you busy?"
"Yes, actually. Minnie is supposed to be over in a few minutes so we can discuss going to Rio," Daisy replied, sounding rather proud of her trip idea. The boys immediately forgot about their movie.
"You're going to Rio, too?!" Dewey exclaimed. "Are you meeting Donald and José there?"
Daisy shrugged. "Possibly. Although it may just be a girl's trip with shopping, fine dining, and sight seeing. Nothing Donald would be interested in. He's been there enough as it is."
"Oh..." Huey sighed. "Well, just tell us when you're leaving and where you're staying so we'll know how to call."
Not long after, the boys finished their conversing and found themselves walking back to the McDuck Manor, supposedly defeated with nothing exciting ahead. Yet, not long before the mansion's gates came into view, the conversation became more interesting.
"So much for that movie," Louie sighed, kicking a rock as they walked. "You've been awfully quiet, Huey."
"Yeah, I'm thinking," Huey answered. The three continued walking a moment but Huey then stopped dead in his tracks with a look of triumph on his face. The other two turned around and stared at him in curiosity. "I've got it!"
"Got what?" Louie and Dewey asked in unison.
"Why don't we go to Rio, too? It's that or be stuck alone with Unca Scrooge all week," Huey suggested.
Louie tilted his head. "And how are we supposed to get tickets?"
"A Junior Woodchuck conference," Huey smirked slyly. "They've been in Mexico before, remember? Having one in Rio is perfectly believable. We just tell Unca Scrooge that Daisy is taking us but we need tickets. He probably won't care enough to check if there's actually an international conference, and instead just buy us the tickets assuming we can tell him what flight-which is why we have to remind Daisy to tell us which she's on."
"Yeah, but if he asks her if she's taking us, she'd say no!" Louie protested.
"Ha, like Unca Scrooge would make that much conversation. Come on, let's come up with this 'International Woodchuck Association Conference' plan. "
Thanks to jet lag, Donald ended up going to sleep not long after his conversation with José and Maria. This caused him to wake up about three am, when he had absolutely nothing to do. To pass time, he unpacked the rest of his luggage and strode into the living room area. He sat himself on the couch, wincing as it gave a loud squeak from the springs. Chances were, these cheap old apartment walls weren't soundproof in the least. When no mad parrot came out yelling, Donald relaxed and reached over for the remote. He clicked the television on, immediately lowering the volume to as soft as it could get with him still able to hear. He soon realized it didn't matter though, because one thing was common about each show: they were all in Portuguese.
After some flipping through various programs and ending up on some show about a sailor (what exactly the sailor was trying to do, though, he couldn't understand), the phone rang. Donald groaned. Who would be calling now? He stood up and made his way over to the receiver. It was still only 11pm in Duckburg, so chances were it was for him?
Donald picked up the phone. "He-"
" José, mi amigo! Yo lo hice! Capturé el bandido de Chihuahua y la policía me dio cuatro mil pesos! Puedo comprar un boleto para el avión hoy."
Donald immediately knew who the mysterious telephone caller was. With an excited whisper, he said, "Panchito? Panchito Pistoles? It's me-Donald!"
"Ay! Donald, amigo! It is so good to hear from you! How long have you been at José's?" Panchito exclaimed happily.
"Just today...oh, and I have no clue what you were originally talking about," Donald admitted quietly. Scrooge had suggested once in anger to actually learning the languages of the places he would travel so he wouldn't look so much like an idiot, but the duck always had at least one other friend who could generally translate for him. It was the lazy way to get around things, but it was still a way.
"Oh, it is wonderful! I basically said I caught one of Chihuahua's most wanted and got paid mucho dinero. That means money, my friend. And now I can afford to make my way down to visit you and José. It has been forever!" Panchito announced with a shrill. Donald had to hold the phone away for a moment to not go deaf.
"That's great, Panchito!" Donald whispered to his friend when it was quiet enough to put the receiver against his ear again. "When do you think you'll be able to come?"
Donald could easily envision the excited look on Panchito's face. "If I can get mi amigo to take care of Señor Martinez for me, I am hoping to get a flight by tomorrow night or possibly the next day!"
"Great!" Donald smiled. "Okay, you should call back tomorrow and we can talk more, but it's 3 am here."
"Ay caramba! It is?! Lo siento, mi amigo! I am so sorry. I totally forgot time differences, but that explains why you picked up and not José...I will let you know my plan tomorrow at a more decent time for you," Panchito quickly apologized.
"Bye," Donald said, chuckling to himself. Oh, Panchito. As crazy as that rooster could be, Donald really did miss his old friend. He hung up the phone and made his way over to the couch again. Panchito was coming! It had been briefly discussed before but never affirmed either way. He grinned as he sat to watch some more sailing. He barely paid attention though. He was busy thinking about other things. The The Caballeros reuniting, Joe's nightclub show, that Maria chick Joe apparently dated...oh, this would be quite the interesting few weeks, indeed.