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 Gladstone can’t help but chuckle a little himself, not meaning any ill-will. He knows Ludwig is more than clever, but he’s also amused by how kooky he could be.
When Aunt Matilda first brought the little one home, he was worried Ludwig would be as cold and stern as Goosetav had been. Luckily for him, the professor was far from being as stiff as his other father was. It wasn’t like he couldn’t be serious at times, but he had and will always treasure the little lighthearted moments they share.
“Ah, a cuckoo clock! Alright then…let’s try it out!”
“Okay! Here ve go!” The old drake hops up and digs through his lab coat to find his remote. Now, once his machine was furbished and marketed to the public, it wouldn’t need a remote to activate it. It’s just that right now an hour wasn’t coming up, so Ludwig would need to activate it remotely.
“Van! Two! Three!” And after pressing the big button…nothing happens. Well, the little mechanical bird comes out of the clock for its normal cuckoo! sound, but afterworlds; nothing. “MMhhh, what’s da’ matta’ with you?” He asks the machine, banging his first against the side of it.
At once the little bird shot out an bonked Ludwig on his forehead, sending the inventor onto his back. The bird continued to fly away, causing Ludwig to shoot his hand into the air. “Quick! Catch it!”
Gladstone waits for the clock to be activated, watching as the mechanical bird comes out of the clock. He expects there to be some sort of twist, knowing that Ludwig wouldn't be nearly as excited about showing his invention if it were just a standard cuckoo clock.
When the bird shoots out, the lucky gander takes a moment to observe before he tries to retrieve the bird for the professor.
"Don't worry, Dad! I've got it!"
Running after the bird, Gladstone manages to catch it with relative ease. He goes to return the bird to Ludwig with a small smile.
"Are you alright? You didn't fall too hard, did you?"
