I Started Writing Fan Fiction, Where I Plan Several Chapters, And Only Now Realized How Scary It Really

Scrooge, emotionally in the bottom of the well after Della's disappearance: I lost the girl who was like a daughter to me, and the one I once considered like a son will never forgive me for that.

Elvira, the woman who buried her husband, all her children and their respective partners: First time?

This damn Halloween and a lovely seamstress

— Pointless and annoying. — Scrooge stated it bluntly.

He was driving to work in his limo, arms crossed over his chest and looking out the window with disdain.

— Sir, please.. — Quackmore sighed with tired exasperation.

— Just another way to make money for me, I don't see any reason to enjoy this day anymore.. night.. bah! — Scrooge threw up his hands and at that moment they arrived at bin.

Quackmore rolled his eyes up at them as they climbed. He didn't understand why he didn't like this holiday?

He hoped that at least Donald could improve his uncle's mood.

— Hi, unca Scrooge! — But his hopes were dashed when he saw Donald hanging a black garland with pumpkins on the walls.

"Well, what else should I have expected?" — Quackmore knew that Donald was a family man and it was foolish to assume that he would miss such a holiday. So he turned around and went to do his business outside the office, where there might be a fight.

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— Don't you want to celebrate Halloween too, Uncle Scrooge? — there was a woman's scream and a loud crunch on the TV.

— Too? — Scrooge put his hand on the arm of the sofa and propped his head on it and looked at the boys sitting on the floor with an eyebrow raised.

— Yeah, we don't want to celebrate it either. — Dewey lay with his head on his crossed arms.

— Yeah, that's childish. — Huey leaned on the sofa.

— And we are not children — Louie was sitting on a pillow.

Scrooge chuckled to himself.

— What a good reason. — he looked up at the TV again. — Did you find that photo?

— YES!!! — all the triplets jumped up and one of the boys took out 'that photo'.

It was their first Halloween as a real family.

There were the newly hatched boys on it, Donald and himself.

Donald was dressed like a queen bee. The black and yellow dress, like an inverted flower bud, sat perfectly on him and created a truly royal look. And the same black and yellow makeup made him look more like a princess. And as an addition, Donald wore a homemade crown and black shoes.

They held the triplets in their arms in turn.

Donald held Louie, in a comfortable caterpillar suit, in his right hand. Huey, in a bee costume, was holding Scrooge himself in his left hand. And Dewey, in a butterfly costume, was sitting on both of his uncles' arms.

And Scrooge...

(Scrooge frowned in embarrassment when he saw himself)

Scrooge was dressed in a green suit, with a floral headband on his head and his sideburns were tied with the same floral elastic bands.

In principle, this photo would never have existed if Ludwig had not then come with Matilda to see the boys.

Matilda laughed non-stop, even when she calmed down, she continued to giggle. Ludwig's reaction didn't help; he was touched by them and said they were the cutest flower garden he had ever seen.

— Have you even seen this photo, Unca Scrooge? — Dewey turned the photo toward him and glared at it with disgust on his face.

— I hate this. — Louie crossed his arms over his chest and closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue.

— Who sewed our costumes at all? They're disgusting! — As soon as Huey finished speaking, something broke and all four of them turned their heads in the direction of the sound.

It was a bowl, which now lay in fragments on the floor along with sweets.

But the one who broke it.. There was Donald.

He stood motionless, in the position when he held the bowl. His eyes were wide open and was on the verge of tears.

— Terrible?... — his voice was low because of a whisper and watery because of unshed tears.

Scrooge jumped up from the sofa and walked over to him, stepping over the shards.

— Donny, nephew! You're just in time, we found our old photo by the way! — he pulled Donald by the shoulders and showed him the photo. — Aren't we cute, mm?

— But... But the boys.. — Donald looked at his children again. They only lowered their heads in shame when they noticed their uncle's tears.

— They were joking! Yes, boys? — Scrooge hugged his nephew again.

— Of course! — the children immediately ran up to them, avoiding the shards. — We're just kidding!

— Y.. Yes?.. — they nodded their heads furiously — And you.. Don't you think I'm a bad seamstress?

— Of course not! — Scrooge intervened again. — You're a great seamstress, man! To be honest, this Halloween I wanted you to sew us costumes again!

— Really? — his voice gained hope.

— Yeah!

Donald 's face brightened.

He quickly wiped his eyes with his sleeve and looked at his uncle again.

— Well, you're in luck. — Scrooge and the boys looked at him questioningly. — I have something for you in the attic.

— ?

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— You look good, cousin. — Gladstone in a sorcerer's costume, praised Fethry.

— Hehe, I know! — Fetri was giggling and waving his vampire cloak.

— Have you boys seen Scrooge, Donald and the kids? I thought they were going to collect sweets with us. — Grandma Duck in a stuffed suit, came out with a basket for sweets. She came because she couldn't convince Gus to go with them.

— I think soon. — As soon as Gladstone finished, they heard someone coming. — See?

— Hey, are you all ready for a night of "Trick or treat"? — It was Donald's voice.

— Of course, we are! — grandma turned in his direction, but suddenly her eyes widened in surprise. She covered her beak with her hand to stifle laughter.

The cutest she'd ever seen was their first Halloween.

They were wearing the same theme again!

The boys came forward, embarrassed.

Dewey in a mermaid costume awkwardly washed his hand. His skirt was blue, which was decorated with red and yellow beads, especially a lot of it was on the hem. A T-shirt of a delicate sea-green color with drawings of shells. And cute makeup, with purple shadows and a light blue blush.

Louie stood in the middle of his brothers, his hands just as awkwardly hidden behind his back in his mermaid costume. He also had a floor-length skirt, but already green in color and the beads were pink and purple. T-shirt of soft turquoise color and with a pattern of starfish. And also light makeup with pink shadows and a light green blush.

And Huey, in a pirate costume, looked more confident than his brothers, but still awkward. He was wearing a black and white striped T-shirt with a burgundy sweatshirt on it and brown and red shorts. On one of his legs was a long brown knee-length sock with patterned lines to show that it was a wooden leg and a red and maroon bandana with white patterns. And like a true pirate, Huey held a sword.

Behind, but not too far away, were Donald and Scrooge. The last one, who was also dressed as a pirate!

Scrooge was wearing a white and black T-shirt and a deep red long jacket, brick-colored pants. On his head was a black pirate hat with a white skull and feather, and a black patch over one eye. However, he didn't have a sword or an ordinary cane, he was holding a candy basket.

So he held Donald's hand.

Donald himself was in a chest suit, although, without all the context, his costume looked more like a princess or something like that.

He was wearing a short brown dress, with the same short sleeves, while the rest was golden, or more precisely yellow, in color. The golden part of the skirt was also floor-length, but decorated with white, red, green and blue beads. The golden part of the sleeves was covered with glitter. And makeup with golden shadows and arrows on the eyes.

— You look... great together — Elvira could not hide her smile of emotion.

— Thank you, I tried! — Donald smiled proudly.

— Oh, yeah? — Gladstone decided not to say the joke that came into his head.

— You're all so cute! All the candies will be yours! — Fethry was still waving his cloak.

— Aww, thanks.

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— Trick or treat! — the children crowded around the door and pulled out their candy bags.

— What wonderful costumes! Keep your treats, darlings! — an elderly woman took sweets from a bowl and poured each child.

— Thanks! Happy Halloween! — the children fled to their parents and to other homes.

— Unca Donald, look! — Donald turned around and slightly bent down to the boys running up to him.

They all showed and showed off their sweets again.

— You'll run up to me after every house, won't you? — After the praise, he asked this question with a smile.

— Yes! — in response, the boys mockingly showed him their tongues.

Although it was awkward for them to walk like this at first, after a couple of houses they immediately got used to their costumes and calmly ran and had fun.

Donald had to hold Scrooge's hand because his cane didn't fit the suit (which was nonsense, the cane fit the suit), but he didn't complain much.

— After all, your suit suits you. — suddenly Scrooge said and Donald took a look away from the children.

— What?

— He suits you. Your suit. — he spoke calmly while eating his candy.

— Why did you say that all of a sudden? — A smile and a slight blush played on Donald's beak.

— Well.. — Scrooge hesitated a little. — You also make us happy. — he looked at his nephew and smiled. — And you're just as handsome.

Donald giggled.

— You want to go get some more candy, don't you? — Scrooge twitched.

— Yes, but! — he indignantly at the words — I'm trying to be nice, damn it! — he was outraged by this accusation, albeit true.

This time Donald laughed.

— Yeah, yeah.. — he wiped away a tear from laughing and leaned over to his uncle — Thank you.. — and kissed him on the cheek.

Scrooge froze for a moment, but still smiled.

— Happy Halloween, nephew.

— Happy Halloween, unckie.

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Happy Halloween!

Donald's Funny Names that I Accidentally Wrote:

Fonalf

Donalf

Dond

Fonf

Donf

Sweet dream

Characters: Donald Duck, Della Duck, Hortense Duck-McDuck, Quackmore Duck

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— Della! Stop stealing my food! — Donald hissed angrily when his sister took his sandwich and quickly stuffed it into her beak.

— Della, behave yourself. We're on a picnic, not in a pigsty. — Hortense scolded her daughter menacingly, sitting surprisingly elegantly and holding her cup.

Quackmore carefully brought the kettle and poured tea for his wife. He kissed Hortense on the cheek before putting the kettle away, earning a quiet giggle from the red duck.

Donald mimicked his mother's elegant pose, also sipping tea while Della lay on her stomach sipping strawberry juice.

— Tea boy.~ — She teased her brother by straightening a golden curl from her hairstyle.

Donald swung to hit Della, but he was stopped by the stern look of his parents and instead, the sailor took an apple.

— You're 36, Donny. It's time to stop being led by other people's provocations. — Quackmore reproached his son while peeling a tangerine, putting the slices on a plate, and the peel in a bag.

Donald pouted in embarrassment and looked away.

— It's not my fault that everyone loves to piss me off so much! Let them know what will happen if they contact Donald Duck! — at the last words, the sailor proudly puffed out his chest.

Della rolled her eyes in annoyance, but she couldn't say anything because Hortense beat her to it.

— Better tell me, how are things at work? Is Scrooge still hurting you? — The red-haired duck asked worriedly.

Donald waved his hand dismissively and rolled his eyes in response.

— Of course, he is! Our relationship is always like this! — He chuckled and tossed a couple of chocolates into his beak.

Hortense growled angrily and shook her fists in the air.

— Arrgh! Stupid Scrooge!! Tormenting my beloved son!! — She opened a jar of jam that Quackmore couldn't open.

— Why don't you leave Scrooge, duckling? You can move into your houseboat and work for someone else, for example, Rockerdack? — Papa Duck asked affectionately, smearing bread with jam.

Donald chuckled softly and picked up an apple.

— How can I leave, Pa? I'm practically the only one who can handle Uncle Scrooge. — He took a bite of an apple and offered it to Della with a sly smile. — Plus, I love him too much to leave that damn old palooka. — The sailor laughed when he saw his sister make a face and throw an apple at him.

— It's sour, you're a problem on your feet!! — Della screamed in frustration and began to drink her strawberry juice aggressively.

Hortense and Quackmore exchanged glances after hearing Donald's last words.

Hortense was surprised and puzzled by them, and Quackmore just smiled tenderly at his wife, as if saying, "I told you so."

Their picnic continued.

Donald talked enthusiastically about the adventures he got into with his family or on his own. With parental care and love, he boasted of the boys' merits to Della. And playfully shared various embarrassing Scrooge stories with Hortense.

Suddenly a breeze blew and Quackmore gently put his hand on his wife's shoulder, looking sadly into her eyes.

— Oh... Is it time? — Hortense asked, calming down after another laugh.

Quackmore nodded and the red duckling sighed heavily.

Della got up first, brushing off the crumbs.

— Okay, Donny, we have to go. When are you leaving?

Donald sadly watched his family get up and get ready to leave. He didn't know where they were going, but he had a feeling he needed to let them go.

— I'll take a nap first before I leave. — The sailor replied, adjusting his hat so that it covered his eyes and put his hands behind his head, comfortably lying on the plaid.

Hortense giggled, secretly glad that her Donny was still so lazy and went over to him.

— I love you, Donny. Goodbye. — She whispered softly and kissed her son on the cheek.

Quackmore and Della followed her example and also kissed Donald gently on the cheek, saying goodbye to him.

— I love you all too. — The sailor muttered as he slowly drifted off to sleep.

He could hear the footsteps of the three ducks gradually receding until they disappeared completely and the space was finally filled with silence. It was so calm and peaceful that Donald didn't even want it to stop.

However, his pacification was interrupted by a strange sound. An annoying sound.

Donald tried to ignore it, but the sound was getting louder by the second and infuriating the sailor more and more.

— STOP IT ALREADY!! — He finally exploded and angrily looked around to figure out where the sound was coming from.

Donald was slowly enveloped in disappointment when he realized that he was lying in his bed in his room and the annoying sound was the sound of an alarm clock.

The sailor turned off the alarm clock with trembling hands and began trying to put two and two together to understand what had happened.

He was on a picnic with... Mom, Dad and Della...

— Of course, it was a dream... — Donald muttered to himself as he stared at his blanket.

He clutched the cloth with his trembling hands as his tears slowly fell down.

— Of course, it was a dream... — He whispered softly in his trembling voice as his eyes filled with tears more and more.

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I know this isn't the fanfiction I promised and I'm sorry, but for now, here it is.

Kai: *sneezes*

Shen, who did not expect this (or rather, was scared): AAH! WTH?!

Kai:

Shen:

Tai Lung:

Shen: Uh-

Kai: OMG! Are you seriously scared? How cute!~

Tai Lung: ( ͡° ͡°)

Shen: What?! No! *smoothes feathers on the neck*

Kai: I'm so sorry, baby bird! Let daddy comfort you! *goes to Shen with outstretched arms/hooves*

Shen: FUCK OFF!! GET OFF ME! GO AWAY!! LEAVE ME!!! *steps back*

Tai Lung in the lotus position, resting his elbow on his knees, put his head on his paws: How sweet~

Kai hugging Shen: My poor baby~

Shen tries to break away, but slowly begins to get used to it: Let me go..!

Kai: No.

Shen gave up: I hate it.

Kai: *smiling*

Cameras roll

Kai and Shen turn around at the sound

Tai Lung: Nice picture. *grins, holding the phone in his paws*

Shen: TAI LUNG, HOW YOU-

Kai: Will you send it to me?

Shen: KAI!

Tai Lung: Sure

Shen: TAI LUNG!

Both: What?

Shen: AAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! *trying to break out even harder*

Kai: Hush, birdy

Shen: FOR WHAT

When your boyfriend does some shit again:

Imagine if there was an Anastasia Au for the caballaeros.

Roles first:

Anastasia — Donald Duck (of course 😏)

Dmitry — Jose Carioca and Panchito

Vladimir — Humphrey the Bear

Rasputin — Lord Felldreke

Bartok — Don't know... Sheldgoose or Leopold? Maybe both

Maria (Empress) — Scrooge McDuck

Nicholas ll — Hortense McDuck

Pooka — Ari

Sofie — Daisy

And now just a facts:

In the cartoon itself, the action takes place from Moscow to Paris. Here from Glasgow to London

Humphrey is a cute daddy bear (and a silent psychologist). They don't take him with them, HE follows them

Della is

Donald finds Ari in winter (as in the original). Ari was unconscious from a cold and Donald warmed him up under his coat and hugs. When Ari wake up, he thought he saw an angel

As you already know, Panchito and Jose play the role of Dmitry, but what exactly does it look like? I'll explain right now

I decided to divide Dmitry into two parts and so it turned out in general. But! That's not all!

Jose uses Donald for money (no wonder). His sick sister and her two sons and his cousin remained in Brazil. He travels the world trying to make money and most of his savings goes to them

Panchito also uses Donald (wonder). His family lives on the version they are trying to buy out

He's trying to make money so they can't buy the farm

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The story will be about how Donald learns to accept his voice and his craving for adventure

How will Jose understand that the world rests not only on lies, but also on trust and love

And how does Panchito find out that his family doesn't really care about money and they let him go into the world, for the sake of his freedom, not money

And Scrooge and Della will believe in a miracle again

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I do not know what to write next

I'm sorry I didn't answer for so long, I struggled with procrastination and exams!!

Love you, Bye ~♡

Is there any good Tai Lung x Lord Shen fanfic or

It's such a cute humanization style and design! I'm just awawawawawawawaw! I like your version of their nationalities!

Besides this, the fact that Skipper is trans makes me perceive the episode (the screenshot of which you provided in the last art) as Skipper deciding to go back to his dead name for some reason and makes me laugh as if the rest of the penguins were super awkwardly trying with function with it)

Ok soooo

Gave them a SLIGHT redesign (old one here)

All of them are transmascs your honor 🫡