Everything's Just Ducky
by Mary Christmas (unicorn_76010 at lycos.com)
Beth held her breath as the voices came closer, then released it on a
sigh as they faded away. She turned to the duck, who was struggling to get
free of the energy rope.
"It won't, so you might as well quit trying," she told him shortly.
The duck muttered something under his breath that she was glad she
"Well, come on," Beth ordered. "We don't want to spend all night
here. It can get pretty cold." She stood up and lifted the duck over the
pillar, then jumped over it herself.
"And what are you planning to do with me?" the duck asked
indignantly. "Darkwing Duck does not sleep while in bondage."
Beth frowned. "What kind of name...?" she began. "Never mind. The rope will
destabilize in a few seconds." She turned and began walking back to her
shelter, not looking to see if Darkwing followed her or not.
"Wait up!" The duck cried, running up beside her, looking around
"Scared?" she taunted.
"I am not scared. This, uh...." He stopped, then smiled, "I
was just worried about you. This doesn't seem like the sort of place for
a young girl to be."
Beth snorted. "I've been here for a while, and I can take care of
Once they had reached the shelter, Beth turned on her light to get a
better look at Darkwing Duck. She nearly dropped it again, this time from
surprised amusement rather than amazement. The duck was wearing a black
fedora with purple band. He had on a purple jacket and a pink sash. It
took all her self control not to giggle.
Then the duck cried out in horror, "Look at this! A wrinkle! Do you
know how hard it is to get wrinkles out of this material?"
This proved too much for her and she broke out into laughter.
Darkwing put his hands on his hips and glared at her. "Well! I am
so glad you find this amusing!"
Beth tried to answer, but only succeeded in laughing harder.
Several minutes had passed before she could regain her composure.
"Sorry, but...." She stopped as a giggle threatened. "You have got
to have the biggest ego I have ever seen."
Darkwing sniffed. "Ha! I'll have you know, where I come from
criminals fear my name; they cower before my master intelligence and
supreme will-power; they..."
Beth snorted. "And just what does that have to do with a wrinkle in
Before the duck could answer, a flash of lightning lit the other
side of the tunnel. Beth frowned. How could it be lightning underground?
As she wondered this, insane laughter trickled to her ears.
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