Charater: Darkwing

Phrase: A Ticklish Punishment

Author: Originally written by Kristen Kruegershmirtz on Quotev and (with her permission) Rewritten by Sara-Q

"What do you mean he's not that cool!"

You snorted "Drake, he's got this huge ego. I mean half the time he fights, he does it for the press. And he doesn't even acknowledge his sidekick when the press interview him. Although that's probably for the best, since the press don't really seem to like Darkwing all that much…"

"Hey!"

"Hey what! It's not like it's you they hate." You were of course talking about the self proclaimed protector of Saint Canard: Darkwing Duck. Drake, you best friend from childhood, had almost an obsession with the guy, he even let Darkwing's sidekick: Launchpad McQuack live with him.

Needless to say, you had a very different opinion of Darkwing. "Anyway I think Gizmoduck is a much better hero." You said, holding back a grin as you knew this would get to Drake

"Gizmoduck! Why that tin plated sorry excuse for a hero couldn't even hope to win against some of the villains that Darkwing has to face!"

You smirked "Didn't he help battle the Fearsome Five, a group of Darkwings most dangerous foes, when Darkwing couldn't handle it."

"Couldn't handle it! (Y/N)-" He stopped as he saw you were laughing. He fumed for a few seconds before a mischievous grin spread across his face.

"What?" You said apprehensively

"Nothing" He said innocently "Nothing at all…"

"Yeah right. I know you better than that Drake" You said

"Fine. You can count on a visit from him tonight, Disbeliever. I'm sure Darkwing will be very interested to hear what you have to say about him"

"Oh yeah? And how exactly are you going to do that?"

He grinned "I have connections" He gestured over to Launchpad, who had somehow managed to crash a rolling chair into a telephone pole.

You opened the door to your apartment and Iaga, your pet parrot called out "Velcome home!"

"Hala Iaga" You said yawning. It had been a very long day, and you had questioned Drake some more about Darkwing and how he was going to visit you, but he wouldn't say anymore on the subject. You had finally given up and gone home to eat dinner.

After dinner and a phone call from one of your friends, Rhoda Dendron, you looked out the window and saw that the sun was setting. You then proceed to set up a tent in your small living room, made out on sheets, to stay up and wait for the Masked Mallard.

So you waited and waited...and waited. As the clock struck eleven, you tiredly realized that Darkwing was probably not going to come. Disappointed, you still stayed up, determined to see Darkwing.

It got harder and harder to not fall asleep as time went on and at some point you drifted off into dreamland…

"I am the Terror that Flaps in the Night" A booming voice called, pulling you from sleep. You coughed, as the room filled with blue smoke. "I am the wrong number that wakes you up at 3AM. I am Darkwing Duck!"

And as the smoke cleared you could see that it was in fact 3 am. You also could see a figure in the smoke. A silhouette that looked oddly familiar… But as the smoke dissipated you could see that it was Darkwing Duck. And he was dripping wet.

"Sorry I would have been here sooner." He said coughing "But, uh, I had a little run in with the Liquidator."

"I'm, err, sorry?" you said awkwardly. You really didn't know how to respond to that.

"No matter" Darkwing said, puffing out his chest. "That washed up water villain was no match for Darkwing Duck!" You rolled your eyes. The media really hadn't exaggerated his ego.

Darkwing seemed to notice this, and he folded his arms across his chest. "I heard from a source that you don't think I'm cool. I think that you need a punishment to change your ways." And as fast as lightning, before you could respond, he knocked you to the couch and began to tickle you.

"Hahahaha," You were switching between laughing and giggling, depending on the area where he unpredictably attacked next. "STOHOHOP, plehehehehehease! HAHAHAHAHA!"

"I would, but I'm not cool enough, right? Not cool enough! Muhahahahaha!" He cackled like his evil opposite, Negaduck.

"AHAHAHA! OKAY, OKAY IHIHIHI'M SORIHIHIHY!"

"And…"

"YOU'RE WAY COOLERHAHAHA THAN *Gasp* GIZMODUCK" Satisfied he stopped and pulled you to your feet.

"I hope you've learned a lesson Citizen" he said in what he apparently thought was an authoritative voice.

You nodded. "Oh uh Mr Darkwing?"

"Hum?"

You looked at your feet "Uh could I...could I possible get an autograph?"

"Well, I suppose" Darkwing said nonchalantly, though you could tell he was excited. "Since I just happen to have a few photo's on me...Always happy to please a fan"

He gave you more signed photos that you would've ever needed and then said Good night.

You opened your mouth to reply, but was interrupted by him kissing you. You melted into the kiss. You wished it could've lasted forever, but like all good things it came to an end, and when you opened your eyes he was gone.

You walked over to the window and fancied that you could still see his silhouette in the moonlight. You smiled "Goodnight to you too...Drake"