#dr.quack

[jiggy-pagie-drabbles]

Number 41 with Capital B and Dr. Quack, please :>

41. “Have you lost your fucking mind?”

Capital B stamped his feet as he walked over to Dr. Quack. He was glaring sinisterly at him. “Have you lost your fucking mind?”

Dr. Quack slowly moved backwards as he watched his boss move closer and closer. “N-no... I think it’s a really good idea. Maybe we can just ask the chameleon and the bat to hand over their Pagies. They seem reasonable.”

“That’s just a cop-out,” Capital B said, throwing his hand up into the air before finally turning around. He crossed his arms behind his back. “Are you just getting lazy, Dr. Quack? Have those quiz shows of yours made you soft?”

“No, of course not!” Dr. Quack exclaimed, quickly moving forward towards Capital B’s side. “My quiz shows are really slowing them down, I swear.”

“No they’re not!” Capital B exclaimed. “They’re a terrible game mechanic and everyone knows it.” He grumbled to himself. “You said that you were smarter than your counterpart, Dr. Puzz. You did all of that amazing research. Why don’t you show me what you’re made of and get out there and stop that chameleon and bat?”

“Y-yes, sir!” Dr. Quack said sheepishly before quickly rushing out of Capital B’s office.

Capital B sighed. “Asking someone to just hand over something I need- Pff-ah! ... ... Maybe I should try that one day.”

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webkinz did doctor quack dirty

[jiggy-pagie-drabbles]

Quack doesn't know how to properly fly. He just waves his wings wildly to get off the ground.

I wouldn’t even be surprised if he get himself off of the ground! Though I suppose it depends on how little he actually is underneath that whole gumball machine get-up. :)

[jiggy-pagie-drabbles]

Capital B and Dr quack and number 7.

7. “You did what?!”

“You did what?!” Capital B exclaimed, slamming his fists down onto his desk.

“Well... you see, I was trying to think of something dastardly to stop Yooka and Laylee so... I added lazers to one of my quiz shows! Yeah! Whenever they missed a question, I would shoot them with a lazer. It was ingenious. But... one of the lazers was a little bit faulty and as much as my genius tried to fix it, it went haywire and left the room in ruins.”

“You were just in my office 30 minutes ago!” Capital B said, flying over his desk and approaching Dr. Quack. “How did you manage to screw up this badly in such a short amount of time? That must be a company record!”

“Oh, sir... it makes for a really funny story, though. I-I was trying to focus the lazer’s firing power a-a-and, I accidentally managed to UNfocus it. A lot. Which means really big lazers shooting in every direction. I think I almost lost my feathers to it, but I managed to get away alright. Thankfully the machine just short-circuited before it blew a hole through the room and continued firing down into the bottom floors.”

Capital B growled, pressing his face close to Dr. Quack’s. “The only thing funny about that story is that you almost got shot by the machine. Why don’t you go back there and fix it so I can shoot it at you myself!”

“Eeeee!” Dr. Quack yelled as he rushed out of Capital B’s office. However, it was difficult, since the elevator doors opened ever so slowly..... then closed ever so slowly.