"I TOLD YOU TO MAKE YOU A FRIEND! NOT TO STEAL THE HIGH TECH ONE OF SCROOGE MCDUCK'S HEAD SCIENTIST!" Shout Buhroot in panic recognizing Gearloose's Helper from the old papers of the University.
"Easy for you to say it. You can pick and choose a nice flower and call her your girlfriend, but the components for make me a best friend of my standards are a lot harder to find than just go out into the woods!" Reply back Megavolt, still struggling to keep still his new best friend. The little one was a fighter. He liked that.
"Why you..." Reginald, behind him, try to think in a nice way to explain in very few words (cuz they didn't have time for this) that he DID have standards and it wasn't as easy as to pick and choose a flower for making himself a companion. But since he couldn't find the words, and started to feel his face burning, choose to take another approach before saying anything he could regret.
"You should have ask Jack for help! I'm sure he has some spare parts of his toys that you cou—!
"I don't want spare parts anymore!" Shouted Megavolt with sparks bursting from his hands, whiskers and eyes. The sudden scream help to shock the Bulb, and finally set him off.
Bushroot stood silent. Still angry for the danger that bring such technology to the secret lab represented, but the hurted tone under those words froze him.
The plant mutant duck was about to say that he could understand that; that it was of course something he wanted for him, for them: true value, the real thing... but when a loud noise came from outside, he had to hold his tongue.
Bushroot and Megavolt shared a look for a second. And then, they nodded, recognizing in each other the look that told them than this talk could wait and the other was going to have their back in whatever that noise was.
That was the worst part, because after a minute or two there was not smoke, not voice from the dark, not dramatic entrance. Nothing but a shadow in the corner. A shadow that was not Darkwing Duck's.
"You two kidnapped a friend of mine" said a quiet and strange new voice from the dark. A peculiar voice that they have been warned to encounter by old cell mates from Duckburg.
"Oh- oh..." said Bushroot, taking a step closer to Megavolt while the electric villain step up front and rise his hands in a defensive pose.
A short laugh could be heard in lab.
"Oh- oh is right, boys" said the voice, now with a humorous tone.
The stories were right, though Bushroot, looking to the ceiling while calling to his little friends underground to grow; that is strange voice for a hero.
Eh... I warned you they were taking over my brain. I wasn't going to publish it because I wanted to check my grammar, but... I really want you to tell me what you think hehehe
This is kinda a continuation of this train of thought + a little of my Sparkroot vision (that is a provisional name, btw)
(Please forgive the errors, is already hard for me to write in my native language (español), but this is the first actually snippet I write in English out of nowhere, so bare with me, and tell me if I get right my verbs xD)
