Robbing banks was entirely too easy. Especially at night and in . It was not as if the police could stop the likes of Steelbeak anyways. While Steelbeak found robbing banks somewhat beneath him, he did need the money for a new plan.
Of course Steelbeak did not do the grunt work. That just wasn't what he did. So he was just standing on the sidelines when something happened.
"I am the terror that flaps in the night! I am the fly you find in your soup-" a voice called out
"What in the-" Steelbeak started, turning about to see a puff of purple smoke.
Steelbeak finished coughing as the smoke cleared up. He then turned his gaze up to glare at the ass who dared not only to interrupt his heist, but to causes his allergies to act up again. In the confusion he had not realized the voice that had called out was female. So he was shocked when the duck before him was female.
She was dressed all in purple. Her form fitting jacket (Steelbeak couldn't help but notice how form fitting it was.), her cape, fedora hat, and mask were of the color purple. From her entrance and the way she was dressed Steelbeak could guess she wasn't just some citizen who had made a mistake.
For a moment Sreelbeak just stared. At first he just had stared in surprise, but soon it was turning into a studying look. He was so busy looking he had almost missed when she announced the name she went by in her guise.
Darkwing Duck.
Broken out of his stupor, Steelbeak smirked. He ignored the fact that Darkwing was armed with an odd looking gun and started over to her.
"Not one step closer, evil doer!" Darkwing growled.
"Aww, isn't this cute? The dame thinks she can play superhero." Steelbeak said with a chuckle, still moving forward.
"Playing! I'll show you playing you-"
Before Darkwing could finish her sentence, Steelbeak had lunged forward and wrapped an arm around her. Darkwing let out a slight yelp, but did not struggle, too shocked at the moment. A smile forming, Steelbeak gently took Darkwing by the beak and tilted her head upwards so she was looking up at him.
"You know what, I like you. So I'll tell you what. You can be my dame." Steelbeak said.
Darkwing finally responded, frowning.
"That sounds like your hitting on me." she said.
"Nothing escapes you." Steelbeak said with a chuckle.
Darkwing responded to that by a swift, hard kick to Steelbeak's groin. Steelbeak had never let out such a high pitched screech in his life. Of course he let go of Darkwing, giving Darkwing a chance to punch Steelbeak in the face. After the satisfying thud of fist hitting flesh and feather, Darkwing looked down at her fist.
"Oh great. Broke a nail." she grumbled.