| Pop Question Nervous, he sat there in the fancy-pantsy restaurant, avoiding eye contact with his date. Though she seemed happy just looking at him. She was so beautiful! He never thought he’d ever meet anyone like her. Well, he thought, better get it over with. “Uh, Elle?” “Hmm?” “We’ve been… ‘seeing’ each other for a while now,” He paused. “Yeah,” “You know I like you…and all,” He paused again. “I like you too.” She smiled. “Sooo…I wanted to know, umm,” She just sat there smiling. He took out a black velvet ring box. “Will you be my Valentine? No! That’s not what I was going to say! Uh,” A big smile rapidly grew on her face. She leapt into his arms and kissed him. “Of course I will!” He was in shock. “You will? You will?! Oh, that’s wonderful!” He hugged her back. “Do you even know what I was going to ask?” “Yeah! You asked me to marry you! Right?” “Uh, yeah!” “Ok, Just as we’re on the same wavelength.” “Right!….What?” She laughed, “Never mind.” She hastily took the box and put the ring on. “Oh! Megsie! It’s gorgeous!!” “I thought you’d like it. It took me forever to find it!” The ring was gold with joint hearts of ruby and garnet and a diamond lightning bolt through the two of them. After dinner, the villainous pair went out for a night on the town. They had such a great time robbing the Hardware Depot, eluding Darkwing, and having a high speed chase that they didn’t want the night to end. In Mergancer Park they sat and watched the sun rise. “I love you Megsie,” “I love you too...my pretty kitty.” Just as they kissed the first rays of the new day shined on them and on their new life. Everything was perfect until, “What are you doing now, you demented denizens?!” Darkwing interrupted. “Darkwing Duck??!” Megavolt exclaimed, startled. “In the feathers!” he said proudly. “Now what do you think you’re doing?!!” “I’m here with my fiancé! Get over it, duck! I’m not doing anything bad!!” “Your…what? Fiancé?!” “Yeah!” Megavolt said, defensively. Darkwing looked to the cat sitting next to the rat villain. “You’re going to have some really weird looking children.” “WHAT??!!!” Elle screeched, then leapt at the duck’s throat. Megavolt had to loosen her grip then hold her back from the gasping hero. His plan didn’t work out the way he wanted it to. “Get a grip Elle!” “I do have a grip!!” she growled through her fangs. “Wow…” Darkwing wheezed. “What a grip!” Her hold loosened and Darkwing stumbled backwards with his hands around his throat. Elle growled at the duck and squinted her eyes in anger, allowing them to glow a threatening orange. “It’s ok, electro magnet of mine, calm down.” Megavolt cooed, smoothing out her fur. She growled again but gave up the struggle. “We’re people too! Why do we have to put up with that clown?!” She referred to Darkwing. “Because I’m a super hero and you are felons! It’s my duty in life to protect people from psychotics, like you.” Darkwing said, as if recited. Megavolt snapped his attention to Darkwing, angrily. “Did you just call the light of my life psychotic?!” Now Megavolt wanted to kill the caped crusader. The two villains attacked Darkwing, but he managed, after a few punches, to slip away and ran like the dickens with the pair at his feathered tail. ************************************************************* “O-oooh, what are we gonna do now!!” Quackerjack pouted. Bushroot shrugged. “Two down, three to go?” The Liquidator said gloomily. “What do you mean?” the plant duck asked. “Notice how the Ferocious Fearsome Five are being married off from most wanted to least wanted? According to that, Bushroot, you should be the next to go.” The watery villain commented. “What!?!!” the plant duck exclaimed. “Yep, Liquey’s right,” Quackerjack agreed. “That’s absurd!” “Meet any pretty girls at any of your favorite places?” “Umm, well….actually, yeah!” “Uh oh!!” “Well?” the watery villain urged his companion to continue. “She was nice and all! She didn’t think anything wrong with my looks when we met!!” “That’s it!! Bushy, consider yourself married!!” Quackerjack warned. “Oh boy,” the green duck said, hiding his joy. “Uh, so! Who’s next?” “I think it’s me.” Quackerjack said. “No! I’m the next wanted! Not you! And you know it!” The Liquidator exclaimed. “No way! I’m more wanted then you, you drip!” “Drip?!! I don’t see your face on the label!!” “Label schmabel!! I had my own toy store!” “I also had my own company, Mr. smarty toy-maker!!” “As I recall, a certain toy maker was next on the list.” Said a deep voice. “Oh, thank you. Wait a minute!” They hadn’t realized that someone else was in the hideout. Negaduck had informed them on the next victim after Bushroot. “And who says that?!” The Liquidator challenged. Negaduck took out the most current list and showed the villains in the room. “See, after Bushy, it’s Quackerjack.” “Well, I be damned.” “No thank you.” “Um, boss?” the jester inquired. “What is it?!!” “Why did you fall fer a pretty face?” “ ‘Why?’ ” “Yeah.” “More like ‘how’.” He looked at the three in the room and they appeared awaiting a long story. The leader folded his arms and sighed, half in dred for telling them, but half in happy memory. He sat down, knowing exactly how long this would take. When his story was all over the three sat, stunned. “Huh? Boss, wait a minute…” “Oh, uh-oh.” Quackerjack got the drift. “You…” “Yeah, that night was our first night together and she was actually pregnant when we got married.” “But, why do you love her?” “Why? Why?! She’s beautiful, intelligent, caring, malicious, I could go on and on! Listen, when you knobs find the right one, you’ll know it because your heart will beat fast and hard when you look at her… Believe me…I know.” Negaduck left to do what he came to do and Quackerjack and The Liquidator look at Reggie. “Do you feel warm and fuzzy around this girl?” the asked. Dr. Bushroot smiled. ************************************************************* “Hey Ja Tarra, that was a pretty good work out, huh?” “Yeah! You see how Dipwing ran from us! Ha, what a dork!” “Yeah!” The two nestled down and watched the Mystery Science Theater 3000 marathon. They could barely eat their dinner through their laughter. After the show was done, they found themselves awaking to an increacingly cloudy day. “Wow, I guess we slept through lunch,” She would have gotten up, if not a cold, metal barrel of a gun pressed to her skull. “Uh, not so fast, toots,” She slowly turned to see Steelbeak and his eggmen thugs. They were thrown into an interrogation room; back to back they were tied together. Megavolt and Ja Tarra were there for some time before the metal door slid open, admitting the notorious Stealbeak. “Well, well, well, what do we have here?” he said, entering. “Thought you could get away with FOWL property, did you? Not on High Command’s watch!!” “What are you babbling about StealButt??!” Ja Tarra retorted. “THE JEWEL!! Were is the jewel!? “We don’t have no stupid jewel!! So go scratch on someone else’s property, chickenbutt!” “Well, if you won’t tell, Ja Tarra, we have ways of making you talk. Don’t we Sparky?” “Megs, what’s he talking about?!” |