Elope Part 1
Daisy and Donald had it all planned weeks ago. They had a month to prepare. Donald started by sprucing up his houseboat. No one much noticed. he was always working on something in his houseboat mostly because he was always breaking something.
The gardener was the one who noticed first. Someone had uprooted all the Daisies. He eventually found them in the planter box under the houseboat’s window. The gardener didn’t want to insight any wrath, so he let it be. For now.
The second person to noticed was Huey.
Huey had a question to ask Uncle Donald it was for a badge. He found Donald in his room making a….bed? Out of some spare wood.
“What are you making Uncle Donald?”
WAK! Donald jumped causing himself to hit his thumb with his hammer. He sucked his thumb as he turned to face his nephew.
“A thed thor th enther.”
Huey cocked an eyebrow. Donald rolled his eyes and got his thumb out of his bill. “A. Bed. For. The. New. Renter.”
“You got a new renter?!”
“Ehh not yet.” Donald started to sweat as Huey rapid fired questions at him.
“Don’t renters usually supply their own furniture? Didn’t Storkules sleep on the floor?”
“Well….” Donald scratched his head.
“Is this to make the room more preferable? Will you put ‘fully furnished’ on the listing? I guess it wouldn’t be ‘fully’ furnished if there isn’t…”
“YES!” Donald interjected. “YES. Huey is there something you came here for?” his tone was sharper than he wanted it to be. He didn’t know how long he could keep up lying to his family. They could piece together things pretty quickly if they actually notice his on goings.
Huey realized he was interrupting something, but what was so special about making a bed? “Oh umm. I need to ask you some questions about when we were little. It is for the Child Care and Development badge.”
Donald let out the breath he was holding. Thank Goodness that’s all.
Huey interpreted the sigh as one of annoyance. He decided he wanted to be helpful to his Uncle “BUT I can use my salesmanship badge to help you put out a listing for the room!”
“NO!” again too forceful. “No, the room won’t be ready yet… ah” He saw Huey’s face fall a little. “Umm…how about you ask me questions while I work on this.”
“Ok!” Huey whipped out his notebook. “First question.” Huey paused “Why did you start this on bed in your room and not the extra room?”
Donald looked up at the door frame and then back at the almost finished bed frame. “Awww Phooey!”
(Huey just chalked it up to Donald flighty-ness. Donald stopped working on the bed and helped Huey.)
The third person to notice was Mrs. Beakley. She noticed Donald was taking note of her laundry routine. Then one day he approached her.
“Hey Mrs. B I can help you with all that laundry.”
There was something going on and she knew it would end with a theft. Was it worth intervening?
“Fine. Do you need me to show you how to properly wash them?”
“Nope! I got it!” Donald hefted the laundry basket out of Beakley’s hands.
Beakley decided she would read some more of her book, while keeping an eye on Donald. Curiously he stole Mr. McDuck’s silk bed set, a top hat, and a tux. While all these things were trivial Mr. McDuck only had one tux.
Beakley set herself up on the top of the gangplank and waited. Donald soon sauntered up to the gangplank. He was so pleased with himself that he didn’t notice Mrs. Beakley until she cleared her throat.
WAK! Donald jumped so high he almost dropped his plunder. Beakley allowed him to stabilize himself.
“Oh Mrs. B!” Beakley eyed his Ill-gotten goods. “Oh, these things? They’re…..stained! Sooooo Stained! I know of just the thing to get these stains out! Kinda long process to get these kinds of stains out though. It will take about two weeks to complete the full process. YEP! After two weeks these will be good as new!”
She was done let him dig himself into an ever-bigger hole. She borrowed her eyes into his face that eventually stopped Donald from rambling on.
“Donald, you know that I know that is a lie. Now why don’t you really tell me why you are stealing?”
“I’m Borrowing!” He defended.
Beakley rolled her eyes. “Yes, for two weeks, and what are you doing with these items in those weeks?”
How could Donald lie to an international super spy? He sighed. “Alright you got me. I’m going to take Daisy out on a cruise for two weeks.” He gestured to his boat. “I wanna make it nice.” Donald shuffled his feet. Waiting for Beakley to berate him.
Bealey’s eyebrows shot up in surprise and then soften. The thought of romantic love and trying to impress the one your heart pines after. Donald looked up at the silent Beakley. She snapped out of her thoughts. She put a hand on his shoulder. “I’ll allow it this time. BUT…” She squeezed his shoulder menacingly. “After the two weeks you Better return these items Clean, Pressed, and Intact!”
Donald heard the threat. He saluted her the best he could while holding his newly acquired loot. “Yes M’am Mrs. B!” She let him go.
It was getting close to the day Daisy had picked out. The fourth person to notice was Della.
Donald went to the hanger to ask Launchpad to take his boat to the marina. He would Prefer Della’s flying over Launchpad’s but Launchpad would do it without questions.
Donald heard 90’s music and someone working with tools. Must be Launchpad fixing something he crashed. “Hey Launc…”
It was Della! She was on a ladder looking into the propeller of the Cloud-Slayer. “Oh, hey Donald! Now that you are here, can you help me with this propeller. I just need you to turn on the propeller so I can see what it is sticking on.”
“Umm actually I was hoping Launchpad was here. Have you seen him around?”
“I think he was having a movie marathon with his buddy Drac…Something?”
Oh no once Launchpad had started watching something, there was no dragging him away. Also, Donald didn’t have time to track him down. He needed his boat at the marina today!
Della climbed down from the propeller. “What did you need Launchpad for?”
“I needed my boat in the marina….“
Della perked up “Where you going to? A pirate ship graveyard? An island of magic wielding people?”
“No place in particular.” Donald gestured airily. “Just sailing around.”
“No destination eh.” Della eyed him. Donald started to sweat. “Were you planning on taking anyone with you?”
Donald Stuttered. “It’s k-kinda a solo trip.”
“SOLO!? You don’t want to take your amazing twin sister with you!?!?!” she draped her arm over his neck smiling brightly.
Donald rolled his eyes.
Della put her hands on her hips. “How about taking the boys with you?”
Donald shook his head.
“Uncle Scrooge?!”
“Na uh”
“Mrs. Beakley?”
“Nope.”
“What… What about your Girlfriend?!”
Donald Flushed pink. “No, she couldn’t get the time off.”
“So, sailing totally alone out there in the big wide deadly ocean! What if there is a storm? Or you get eaten by a gross fish? I can’t save you from a gross fish!”
Donald gave her a look.
Della threw up her arms “I know the irony!”
Donald reached and grabbed her arms and brought them down. “Della, I’ve checked the weather and the tides, I’m only sailing to places I know, all my communication devices work, I will call you and the boys every day.”
Della looked down at their clasped hands. “But still this is weird for you.”
Donald scratched the back of his head. “I need time…. to think…. I guess…”
Things snapped into place in Della’s head. “ARE YOU GOING TO PROPOSE TO DAISY!?”
Donald went bright red. He flapped his arms. “Gaaahhh DEEEEELLLLLAAAAAA!”
Della pointed at him with every word that came out of her mouth. “YOU ARE! I KNOW IT! THAT’S WHY YOU’VE BEEN MAKING YOUR HOUSEBOAT ALL FANCY!”
“SQWAK! HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT!”
“I’ve known you my whole life! I knew you were lying when you said Daisy couldn’t get the day off! Also Huey mentioned that you were making the boat nice for a renter! Mrs. Beakley had to calm the gardener down because he was done with you stealing all his flowers. YOU DON’T PICK THAT MANY FLOWERS FOR RENTERS! Then I got Beakley to tell me that you stole Uncle Scrooges Tux! A TUX!?! What do you need a TUX for on the ocean?!”
Donald was sweating up a mess, blushing badly and leaning away from his sisters wild gesturing. While Della heaved some good breaths, Donald took this time to again hold his sisters’ hand so she could focus on what he was saying.
“Ok Fine I am planning something…Nice for Daisy.”
“If you are going to propose to her you need a videographer capturing the moment!”
Donald squeezed her hand tight. “Della! No. I want this to be a just me and Daisy thing!”
“Aww Come on. I need to see her reaction!” Della begged.
Donald stayed firm. “No. I need you to promise me that you will not sneak on my boat in the next couple of weeks.”
Della huffed “Fine I promise.”
Donald still didn’t let go of her hands. “And I need you to promise to not send the kids, Launchpad, Panchito, Jose, Uncle Scrooge, Mrs. B or anyone else to sneak on my boat.”
Della frowned.
He tugged her hands. “Della…..?”
“Okay I promise. Woodchuck’s Honor.” He let her hands go so she could give the Woodchuck salute.
Donald Gave Della a hug. “Thank you!”
She hugged him back. “yeah yeah ya big Palooka.”
Della got her kids together to help her strap up Donald’s Houseboat to the helicopter. Once his boat was in the water and ready to go, they waved him off. While waving and smiling Della whispered though her teeth. “Huey, honey, do you have access to a Spy bot?”
