A/N: For Amelia who asked for this song to be used and for ice skating. Neither are probably what you expected, but these boys do what they want.

Song by Lindsey Stirling.

That was the last time Negaduck would arrange a crime because his lackeys were bored. He'd thought letting them loose, giving them a chance to metaphorically stretch their legs, would put a stop to their incessant whining and restless energy. And if Negaduck got to steal some cash from the abandoned store after Megavolt and Quackerjack had their fun, well, that was purely a coincidence.

But now he had Duncewing on his ass, ready to fight when Negaduck hadn't even done anything. If he was going to fight against Dimwing, it had better be for a good reason. Waiting in the parking lot to enjoy the chaos and then jump in to grab a few thousand bucks was not the prelude Negaduck wanted before a battle.

Dipwing Dork ruined everything. As usual.

Swerving down the footpath, Negaduck wondered where he could hope to hide within the park. He wasn't exactly inconspicuous wearing all these bright colors. And it had snowed a day or so ago, causing Negaduck to be an even bigger target against the white ground.

He could duck into the city. Leave the park all together and hide in urban jungle instead. Dumbwing would stay in the park, searching until he'd combed over every snow covered rock and tree. And that would be hilarious to watch, his goody-two-shoes double searching for him when he wasn't even there.

But Duncewing would never give up. He'd keep looking for Negaduck until he found him. Even if it meant staying out all night. Which would then draw out Launchbay and Gosalyn because of course those two would come looking for the idiot if he never came home. Which would really defeat the purpose of Negaduck's visit; it was supposed to be a small fast job. In and out then gone. The more heroes that got involved was annoying and was so not the point.

So, he had to be caught.

And if Negaduck was going to be caught, he was gonna go down with a fight.

In the spirit of making Dorkwing really work to find his nemesis, Negaduck ran towards a small cart selling candy canes and other sweet holiday assortments. The vendor and her few customers recognized Negaduck immediately, all of them darting away as the Masked Menace grabbed the sides of the cart and yanked, the set up easily crashing to the ground. He did the same to a few more stalls and carts set up along the walkway, creating a path of chaos and destruction in his wake. And hopefully setting up barriers between him and his righteous double.

Dodging behind a small copse of trees, he slid into a snowbank, hunkering down in the powder. Glancing over his shoulder for his Dudley do right double, Negaduck began to mold some of the snow into spheres.

After a few minutes, Doltwing raced through the park, gas gun at the ready and eyes trained on the ground, following Negaduck's path.

Negaduck took aim and fired off his snowballs one right after the other. Dumbwing raised his hands over his head for protection and dodged behind a tree. When he glanced around the tree to try and see where the Masked Menace was hiding, Negaduck pelted him right in the beak with a snowball. Cackling as the snow cascaded down Dorkwing's face, Negaduck sprang up from his hiding place and sprinted away.

Towards the center of the park. Where an ice skating rink had been set up next to the Christmas tree. Families were gathered around, parents watching their children ice skate and taking photos of the decorations.

Not his first choice, but Negaduck sort of knew how to ice skate. And it would be harder to catch him if he was on a slippery surface.

He barreled through a gazebo, weaving in between musicians playing festive music and grabbed a music stand. Shaking off the sheets dotted with musical notes, he paused at the bottom of the gazebo, weaving the stand through the railing on either side of the stairs before continuing onward.

Negaduck had pushed someone aside and grabbed a pair of ice skates from them when he heard, "Ha! Your feeble attempt to trip me up won't work, Negaduck!"

He glanced back and caught sight of Dopewing leaping over the music stand.

But the hero had miscalculated his dismount because he slipped on the icy pavement and fell backwards, the snow exploding around him in a cloud of white.

Negaduck laughed, shoving his feet into skates. "Guess you'll slip up even without my help!" he called, tugging the laces tight. "Make as snow angel for me while you're at it!"

His skates secure, Negaduck leapt out onto the ice, taking a moment to orient himself before skating to the far side of the rink as everyone scattered for the entrance to escape him.

Dipwing eased himself up out of the snow, brushing off his suit as he hobbled over to the rink.

Negaduck raised an eyebrow. "Give up, Duncewing. You've already slipped once. Why make more of a fool of yourself than normal?"

Dumbing tucked his gas gun away with a huff. "You think a little ice is going to stop Darkwing Duck?" He grabbed a remote out of his cape and pressed a button. Which apparently gave him instant ice skates because the next second, the Terror-that-Flapped-to-annoy-Negaduck-into-an-early-grave was gliding onto the ice.

Dorking stumbled a few times, but he didn't fall outright, which was disappointing. Skating farther away from his enemy, Negaduck scowled.

Parents led their children away from the rink, couples clung to one another as they darted out of the park, and a few brave souls had the gall to gather around the rink's perimeter to watch, phones out to film the altercation.

Dopewing took up his position across from Negaduck, brandishing his purple cape. "Let's get dangerous!" he cried before skating as furiously as he could toward Negaduck.

Negaduck grinned maliciously and advanced toward Duncewing. He curled in on himself, hugging his knees to his chest to get low. Hoping Doltwing would anticipate him leaping up in attack, Negaduck circled wide around his double.

Dipwing did exactly as Negaduck hoped, stretching an arm out in anticipation of Negaduck's jump attack. But Negaduck came from underneath, grabbing Dumbwing's wrist as he rose up to his full height. With a cackle, Negaduck yanked Dorkwing's hand to the side, causing him to spin around and around in faster tighter circles.

Negaduck watched in glee, hands on his hips to soak in his triumph, until something snagged his cape and he was pulled down with Dopewing as the hero crashed down onto the ice with a thud, feet in the air.

The blades of Dipwing's skates glinted in the Christmas lights, momentarily blinding Negaduck.

Wait.

Blades.

He really should skate more. A mode of transportation with built in weapons? Hell yes.

Reaching down and yanking off one of his own skates, Negaduck swung his arm back, blade aimed for Duncewing's hand still entwined in his cape.

Something grabbed Negaduck's wrist, stopping his attack.

Growling, Negaduck whirled around, ready to eviscerate whoever had the nerve to interrupt a fight between the hero and villain.

But all the fight drained out of him when he saw a pair of enraged green eyes.

Gosalyn. Looking as furious as Negaduck had ever seen her.

"What do you think you're doing?" she asked, her tone cold enough to rival the ice beneath Negaduck.

"He started it!" Dopewing said, rolling onto his side and pointing at Negaduck.

"Me?" Negaduck said, facing the hero with a dark look. "You were the one who chased me."

"Because you ran!" Dipwing sat up with a groan, letting go of Negaduck's cape.

"What else was I gonna do? Let you arrest me without a fight?" Negaduck yanked his hand free from Gosalyn's grip and shoved his bare foot back into the skate.

"That," Dorkwing said with a glare to Negaduck as he pushed himself up onto his feet, "would have been nice."

Negaduck rolled his eyes. "In your dreams, Duncewing."

"Enough you two!" Gosalyn said, standing between them and glaring at each of them in turn. "It's almost Christmas. Can you two give it a rest for a week? Or a few days?"

"I will if he will," Negaduck said, getting to his feet and nodding to Dopewing.

"I wasn't the one robbing a game store!" Dorkwing said.

"Neither was I!" Negaduck growled. "Did you get a concussion when you fell?"

"Stop," Gosalyn said, leveling a glare at both mallards. "Dad, you're going to S.H.U.S.H. medical."

"I'm fine—"

"I don't want to hear it," Gosalyn snapped. "You're going. Negaduck—"

"I know," he said around a sigh. "I won't come anywhere near your holiday. But tell him," he pointed at Dipwing, "that he needs to not piss me off in the meantime."

Gosalyn held up a hand to stop Doltwing from responding and said, "I was going to invite you over for Christmas."

"What?!" both mallards exclaimed at the same time. Dipwing wobbled and slipped in his surprise, Gosalyn easily catching him before he crashed onto the ice again.

"I know you two will never get along, but can you at least pretend to maybe tolerate each other?" She righted Duncewing on his feet. "For one day?"

The mallards sized one another up, but they both knew they'd agree to Gosalyn's request. Because she'd asked them to.

Dopewing was the first to recover, standing tall and sticking his beak out. "I'm okay with it."

Negaduck snarled. "I'm excited for it."

"You're not as thrilled as I am," Dorkwing said petulantly, pointing a finger in Negaduck's chest.

"All right," Gosalyn said, grabbing her father around the shoulders and directing him back towards the rink entrance. It was then that Negaduck realized that she was also wearing skates as she expertly glided across the ice with her father beside her. Max stood at the entrance and helped Dumbwing over to solid ground.

Once Doltwing was situated, out of the skates and walking away with Max at his side, Gosalyn skated back over to Negaduck. She must've caught his impressed expression because she shrugged. "I played hockey in middle and high school."

"Which means I can't out-skate you," Negaduck muttered with a roll of his eyes.

"Like you could escape me even off the ice," Gosalyn said with a shake of her head. "C'mon, Papa Wolf." She reached for him but he backed away. Clumsily.

Gosalyn's expression shuttered as she put her hands up in surrender. "Just don't want you to fall," she explained gently.

Negaduck scoffed, pretending her reaction wasn't like a shot to the gut. Had it always been this hard to interact with her? Ever since his return from Oblivion, Gosalyn was so hesitant around him. But he wasn't an invalid. "I'm fine," he bit off.

"Okay." She skated backwards — which just wasn't fair — and motioned to the entrance. "After you."

Negaduck straightened and slowly but surely made his way across the rink unaided. Gosalyn still followed at a safe distance.

When he reached the ground, he stumbled over to a nearby bench and sat down hard, yanking the skates off his feet.

Gosalyn was soon crouching beside him. "Do you need to visit medical, too?"

He sent her a patronizing look before dropping the skates on the ground. Like he'd ever let anyone look over his injuries.

Securing his fedora on his head, he stood.

"The police have impounded your motorcycle." Gosalyn stood as well, her eyes fixed on his face. "You'll want to use the park entrance by Fifth. They have the other entrances blocked off."

Negaduck nodded his understanding and glanced around at the now empty park. Even pesky looky-loos were gone.

"See you at Christmas," Gosalyn said with a small smile.

Negaduck hesitated, the enormity of his promise descending upon him.

He'd agreed to spend a major family holiday with Gosalyn, Dopewing, and Lordpad.

Holy.

Shit.

With a stiff nod, Negaduck hurried out of the park.

He tried to tell himself that he needed to escape from the cops and he wasn't running away from this invitation and all it stood for.

And it even almost worked.