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[toxikku]

@domiinyq

i will definitely draw more bc this is the self care timeline and we need more of it but here...

[peggydoodles]

The First Adventure ~ DT Drabble

Scrooge takes Donald and Della on their first adventure. Whatever hijinks will ensue?

Words: 1415

My half for my art trade with @domiinon​ / @domiinyq​, hope y’all enjoy it!

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“Alright, jus’ how close are we?” Scrooge sat up as best he could in the small tunnel, pulling an old and torn piece of parchment out of his pocket and held it out in front of him.

Beside him, two little heads peered over his arms. Donald held onto the flashlight, illuminating the map before them and Della clung excitedly to her uncle’s arms.

“We’re here.” Donald, always the navigator, stated as he placed one finger along the illustration of a tunnel system. “Which means if we follow this tunnel system, we’ll make it to the burial chambers.” 

There was a small pause as Scrooge looked over at his young nephew, then coughed, he turned to Della with a familiar look of ‘what does that mean?’

“He says we’re close to the treasure.” Della translated. 

“Good work, kids! We’re close. We may be facin’ extreme danger; booby traps, creatures of th’ unknown, eldritch horror that we cannot even begin to comprehend!” Scrooge declared to his kids, fist shaking in the air. “Ah need tae’ know right nao if ye two think ye can handle it.”

“We can!” Donald declared clearly.

“Yeah! We eat danger for breakfast!” His sister replied.

“Then let’s go.” Scrooge took the flashlight from Donald’s hands, shining it through the tunnel as the trio crawled their way through. It was dark, the only source of light was the torch in Scrooge’s hands, as well as a few little holes in the tunnel’s ceiling. 

“Keep yer eyes open.” Scrooge warned as they rounded a tight corner. “Who know what traps these ancient bein’s may have left for-”

“Oh, no! Lasers!” Della gasped, pointing a finger further into the tunnel. Before them lied a room illuminated by red light with strings of red crossing from wall to wall in all kinds of different directions. 

“Careful, Della. Ye remember th’ pattern th’ map tells us, right?” Scrooge said placing a hand on her shoulder.

“Do you even need to ask? I’ll go first just to show you.” Della, being only half the height of her uncle, was able to fully stand up in the small tunnel. The little girl bounced from foot to foot for a moment before rushing into the corridor of bright lasers. With a few quick steps, a jump and rolling tumble, Della was through in no time.

“Uh, Uncle Scrooge?” Donald piped up, nervously tugging on his uncle’s sleeve. When Scrooge turned, it was obvious that the boy was a bit less confident than his sister in the situation. 

“Donnae’ worry, Donald.” His guardian smiled, placing an encouraging hand on his shoulder. “Ah know ye can get through it. If ye’re nervous, take it slow. After all, slow an’ steady wins th’ treasure.”

“That’s not the saying.”

“It is in yer uncle’s book. Nao’ hop to it.” With a firm pat on the back, Donald scrambled forward.

It took him more time than his sister, with him carefully avoiding each bright red line, making sure not even one touched his tailfeathers. With careful precision, Donald finally reached the end and stood next to his sister, impatiently tapping her webbed foot.

“Okay, Uncle Scrooge!” “Your turn!” They called back to him. Scrooge smiled proudly, tucking away the map and the flashlight into his adventure pack and standing slightly up in the tunnel. It was a tight fit, especially with his top hat, but Scrooge wouldn’t go anywhere without that, nor would he leave it behind just because it brushed the ceiling.

Quickly, and maybe less than carefully, Scrooge ducked around and crept under the lasers of the tunnel. However, as he neared the end, he failed to lift his foot higher than needed and caught it on one of the “laser beams”. Scrooge’s gasp caught in his throat as he stumbled forward and fell right on his chin.

“Ow.” The old man grumbled, picking himself off the floor and turning to untangle the homemade string from his ankle.

“OH NO!” Della gasped, rushing over to his foot. “Uncle Scrooge has been lasered! Donald, look how bad his foot has been burned!” She grabbed his foot, holding it up for her brother to see.

“Wot?”

“Oh, gee, Della. You’re right. Uncle Scrooge, you’ll have to limp through the rest of the temple!” Donald gasped dramatically.

“What? No Ah won’t, that’s ridiculous!” Scrooge protested, crossing his arms over his chest.

“No, it’s realistic. You got hit with a laser, Unc. You don’t just get to walk it off.” But Della scrunched up her beak, cementing that she wouldn’t let this go if her uncle didn’t do as the twins said.

“Uuugh. Fine. Oh, no. Ah’ve been lasered.” Scrooge flopped down on his back for a moment, letting the fumes of rising anger slowly put themselves out. He took a deep breath before sitting back up and gesturing for the kids to lead the rest of the way down the handmade, cardboard tunnel.

It was only a little ways forward before they entered a much bigger and circular room and Della declared. “The treasure! We found it!” 

“Careful, Della! Don’t just grab it-!” Donald tried to warn, but the little girl already had run up to the cardboard box in the middle of the room and yanked the treasure (which happened to be Uncle Scrooge’s pocket watch) off it’s podium. The chain of the watch pulled hard on a small black thread; rattling dozens of cans strung over their heads. 

“Great work, Dumbella! The cave’s collapsing! Don’t you think anything through?” Donald yelled over the noise. 

“How was I supposed to know it was rigged!?”

“It’s a treasure, Della! Not only that, it’s a treasure Uncle Scrooge set up. Of course, it’s rigged!” 

“No time for that, kids! We’ve got tae’ get out of here!” Scrooge rushed forward, scooping up Donald under one arm and taking Della in the other. The adventurer ran towards what appeared to be an exit on the other side of the chamber wall. He jumped through it, but the floor gave a sudden dip and the three of them were caught in a makeshift cardboard slide. 

Scrooge laughed with excitement, Donald screamed and covered his eyes, and Della yelped in surprise as the trio slid down as a rather fast speed. They quickly turned a sharp corner sending the three of them barreling through the air and into a soft landing of pillows littered about the foyer. 

Scrooge held his children in his arms, laughing a genuine kind of laugh that burst from his chest. Della and Donald soon joined in, flopping onto his chest in an awkward kind of hug.

“Sir?” A monotone voice caused the adventure trio to look up. An eyes half-lidded, slightly amused smile dog leaned down to meet his boss’s eyes, looking a bit silly as seen from upside down. 

“Oh, Duckworth!” Scrooge smiled nervously. “Ye’re back early. Th’ shops weren’t too crowded then?”

“Indeed.” Duckworth stood back up, looking at the state of the grand staircase and only imagining what it looked like upstairs. “I hope you don’t expect me to clean all this up.”

“But Duckworth!” Della protested. “Uncle Scrooge got hit with a laser! And then he ran to help us escape! He needs to rest!” 

“Yeah, yeah! We’ll help you clean it up!” Donald added as they helped their uncle to his feet. 

The butler sighed, shaking his head. “Very well, children. Sir, the least you can do is go put these away.” Before waiting for an answer, Duckworth dropped paper bags full of groceries into Scrooge’s arms, which seemed much heavier than the servant made them look. 

“Mmh. Alright, kids. Ah’ll put these away an’ come back tae’ help clean anythin’ ye haven’t.” Scrooge lifted a free hand and gently ruffled the feathers on their heads. Donald and Della exchanged a quick look and gave their uncle a big hug, squeezing him tight for extra measure. 

They went to go their separate ways, but Della stopped in her tracks. “Oh! Uncle Scrooge! Do you want your watch?” 

“Nae’ tae’ worry, Della.” Scrooge smiled with a hint of mischief. “Ah’ve already got it back.” With a wink, the old man lifted the watch by the chain and laughed.

Della patted down her pants, realizing that, indeed, the watch wasn’t on her person anymore. She exchanged another look with her brother. It looks like there was still a lot for them to learn before they could go out on a real adventure.

[lettheladylead]

thank you yes scroldie g o o d

[starfall-isle]

47 and 48

47- Are you crushing on anyone at the moment (celebrity or otherwise)?: I am but it’s a sort of complicated answer! We like each other mutually but I’m not at a place I’m ready to be dating anyone right now, but hopefully that’ll change soon! 

48- Talk about how your day went: It’s been really nice :D I went to a work party with my family and got to draw most of the time, and I’ve been cleaning since then to plan for tomorrow!

[toxikkublogs]

you’ve been so woke about the darkwing duck ep i love all this content ur posting

:D THANK YOU

If there’s a few things I’m a sucker for, it’s foreshadowing, parallels, and all that good stuff. Honestly there’s a bunch more stuff I need to gif out, but this episode is a motherlode of tragedy tropes and I love it so much!

[toxikku]

UR TUGGING MY HEART STRINGS WITH THESE DUCKS TOXI PLEASE,,

GOOD... PERISH...

[toxikku]

Oh, jeez - Goldie, Goldie...

As usual, a rival.

Let’s just say that she’s one of the people who knew Scrooge before he lost the plot, which obviously makes their dynamic a bit more - what’s the word - tense?

Especially when Scrooge is this seriously begrudging emotional mess and corrupted by dark magic - he doesn’t think on that time in the ice as ‘fondly’ as his prime counterpart (understatement of the century). Though there’s obviously that conflicting emotion that Goldie was his old flame, and that feeling won’t go away.

Initially - their relationship is as you imagine - it only seriously deteriorates after the death of his niece, because at that point it’s grieving to ‘nothing will stand in my way’, especially not Goldie. He definitely crossed paths with her before and after the incident, so she definitely notices the change.

A lot of White Agony Plains is Goldie reminiscing about how Scrooge, how it used to be, I suppose. She’s not really aware of what happened to him, either - he just sort of disappeared five years ago.

The trip to the lagoon is with Magica too - who she’s also frequently crossed paths with in the adventuring - which uh, doesn’t leave much room for conversation when your former sweetheart went... well, insane. She mostly keeps it to herself anyway.

[toxikku]

i love,,,u,,,so much,,,

u r gonna destroy me with all this love and support, domii