In The Still Of The Night

If there was one thing that Vincent "Cardiac Arrest" had learned over his time living in St. Canard, it was that although bars tended to be dingy, loud, and full of trouble, they were also excellent hiding places - and vantage points for the chaotic cupid to seek out new victims. The crowd helped him blend in, and he was currently situated at a table farther back towards a corner, watching people with acute senses.  Tonight was just like any other night for him...

or at least, he thought it was going to be.

    • Harmonizer
      Harmonizer

      "Whut...?" was Harmonizer's only response as she stared at Darkwing's sudden change in attitude. She frowned and stepped out of the lovesick duck's way, her arms folded. Darkwing truly loved Quiverwing? Were the papers true then? He'd better take good care of Quiverwing.

      Then again, this seemed like a one sided love. And it did just come out of the blue. Something was wrong. 

      She returned Mother Goose's expression with a sympathetic smile, then looked warily at the agent's way when he advanced on the two other strangers. 

      Her eyes widened when the man pulled out that gun and fired at Jacob, and she quickly stepped out front, her hand on her weapon, just in case the others hadn't had time to take cover. 

      And it was just her luck that she took the shot meant for Jacob. 

      "Oh, my..." she breathed, her eyes now on the older drake as she sauntered up to him, foreign feelings she barely had time to register taking over her common sense. She'd wrap her arm around him and tickle his chin if he didn't move out of the way. "Tu as de beaux yeux. Still got any 'andcuffs een zat pocket of yours?" 

      HARM, STOP. THAT MAN IS OLD ENOUGH TO BE YOUR FATHER. 

      • Vincent Piccioncino (Cardiac Arrest)
        Vincent Piccioncino (Cardiac Arrest)

        "Dammit-" Vincent started as the man lunged out of the way, but stopped when he noticed the other duck taking the bullet. A noble gesture, sure, but he knew that this could only lead to bad things for her - and all the more convenience for himself. Now the agent would have an admirer to deal with.

        "Heh. She's right, y'know. You ain't so bad looking." he chuckled, his wings unfolding from their position concealed in his cape without thinking. He could tell that his first victim was already falling hard, practically wrapped around the target of his supposed affections. There were only two others left - the shady looking crow who didn't seem to be causing much trouble, and the love-scorned goose on his other side. 

        Turning to the woman, he leaned on the bar and smirked. "Now, I heard ya had some love troubles, eh? Well, you've come to the right man." his wings fluttered a bit aimlessly behind him. "Too bad, too. Ya don't look so bad yourself."

        • Mother Goose
          Mother Goose

          She giggled at the winged gunman. "Oh, please, I-"

          "Hey!" Mother Goose snapped at Darkwing as he snuggled QW's buns. Just because she was mad at Quiverwing didn't mean she didn't want him! The goose hissed and tried to pull the archer out of the duck's clinging grasp into her own loving embrace. "Get your own Robin Hood!"

          It seemed she wasn't the only one trying to get a man... with some cupid-like assistance. Well, if the other woman was into silver foxes, good for her. He was rakishly charming. Maybe they could set up a double date sometime? (Might be awkward, if her theory was correct and that was Quivvy's father, but eh, we'll burn that bridge when we come to it.)

          • Quiverwing Duck
            Quiverwing Duck

            When Jacob identified the culprit, Quiverwing reached back for his bow, which was a little difficult because Darkwing was clinging to him so tightly. He gave the purple-masked mallard a pat on the arm and a gentle sounding, "Hey, buddy, it's okay..."  as he wrested his bow free, and an arrow from his quiver.


            He had just nocked the arrow when Mother Goose suddenly grabbed onto him from the front. Was it possible to die from being too attractive? He might just find out.


            "Madam, please!" he managed to say, and had no choice but to put his arms around the woman so he could actually fire his weapon, from behind her back. The projectile sailed its short distance towards Vincent, bursting into a tangle-net.

            • Vincent Piccioncino (Cardiac Arrest)
              Vincent Piccioncino (Cardiac Arrest)

              Vincent barely had enough time to react as the net sailed at him, and although he nearly got away, his foot and one of his wings got entangled in the trap, the other end of it wrapping around a chair and effectively providing a temporary trap for him. At least the archer was currently buried in an affectionate entourage, leaving him a bit of a diversion to get free. 

              "Nice one. Reaaal classy." He smirked at Quiverwing, referring to the net. Toward Mother Goose, he chuckled, "Ah, so you DO still have feelings for your "ex", then? I suspected as much from that conversation of yours."

              • Drake Mallard
                Drake Mallard

                It was not okay now. 

                "She's trying to take you from me." Darkwing pouted and then with one hand drew his gas gun while keeping the other arm tightly wrapped around the other drake. "Get back! He's mine! Don't you take him from me!"

                He sounded genuinely upset although his voice sounded off from the spell. 

                "Suck gas, evildoer!" 

                • Mother Goose
                  Mother Goose

                  Mother Goose blushed at Vincent's words. She couldn't help it, ok? He was just soooo perfect for her- even if Quivvy couldn't see it yet.

                  And suddenly her wand was in her hand, glowing a menacing shade of pink at the tip. "Don't you dare pull that trigger, mister," she threatened at the purple duck, still hugging Quiverwing with one arm. "You'll hurt Quivvy Wivvy!" 

                  • DarkwingPsycho
                    DarkwingPsycho

                    As Harmonizer came toward him and reached for him, Jacob took a step backward and instead his hand closed around her wrist, hoping to keep her at a respectable distance.  It wasn't that he was disgusted, per se, but he didn't want to take advantage of someone who was clearly not acting of their own volition.

                    "I do," he replied with a slight smirk despite the situation.  "But unless you commit a crime, my dear, they won't be going on you."

                    As Vincent past, he shot him a sideways glare.  He was just going to interrogate the strange man when Darkwing pulled out his gas gun.  New problem.

                    "Now Drake, there's no need for that."  Then Mother Goose pulled out her wand.  It was a stand-off.  Jacob sighed.  "Look, if you both really love Quiverwing," he said, not really knowing what else to do besides add his own gun to the mix, "then you'll let him decide."

                    Still trying to gently keep Harmonizer at bay, he looked at Vincent.  "What is the meaning of all of this?"

                    • Harmonizer
                      Harmonizer

                      Instead of pulling free, Harmonizer just used his arm to spin herself into him and nuzzled his chest, the maximum height she could reach. 

                      "Then you may arrest me, for I am committing a crime; zis ees dangerous and forbidden love, ma cheri," she giggled softly as she started to reach up to play with his hair. "I'm alllll yours to keep een your room... uh, cell." 

                      Her pickup lines were just plain terrible, she had no idea how to flirt, and her actions were clumsy and weird; it was probably obvious that she had never done this before, and was going to be very traumatised later. 

                      • Crimson Cowl
                        Crimson Cowl

                        Jigsaw is hiding under a table, and laughing his head off.

                        How are these heroes so stupid? It's clear that the Turtle Dove managed to somehow make them fall in love with random people...hmmm, perhaps a team-up is...no, nope, too chaotic.

                        • Max Wicked
                          Max Wicked

                          Meanwhile in the distance of a rooftop near the bar stood R.K. He sensed a heavy change in aura from some of the heroes he'd recognised but the change was too large to be normal so he decided to investigate "...Not much looks wrong from the outside..." he thought. Pulling out the Wicked Sword, he hung it over a metal wire that connected to the rooftop of the bar and swung himself down quickly and landed clean on his feet. Looking around for a way in or a spot to observe, he listened closely to the racket inside and heard a few voices. Harmonizer's voice included.

                           

                          "...A-Are they all declaring their love for one another? ...Last I checked...It wasn't Valentine's day..." R.K decided to play it safe and listen for a while longer until he knew it was the right time for him to jump into action and smack the lovesick heroes back to their senses.

                          • Quiverwing Duck
                            Quiverwing Duck

                            Slightly squashed though he was, Quiverwing managed a dismayed look over at Harmonizer. "Not you, too..."


                            This was an untenable situation. While the archer's brain ticked over with a half dozen ways he could get out of his double clinch, they all involved causing some degree of harm to the clinchers and he was completely unwilling to hurt them. Although, only /one/ of them was being magically compelled, after all.


                            Lightly clearing his throat, he stopped struggling and said in a calm, silky voice, "Now, now, you two. There's no need for violence, although naturally I'm very flattered." He put a fingertip on Darkwing's gas gun, gently trying to push it down and aside. Tilting his head so he can give Mother Goose his most winsome look. "This does mean you're not angry with me anymore, doesn't it?"

                            • Mother Goose
                              Mother Goose

                               "You aren't out of the oven yet," the witch said, grudgingly lowering her wand as the gas-gun got pushed away. She was very aware that he hadn't actually picked which date he'd prefer. She made the watching-you gesture at Darkwing.

                              • Drake Mallard
                                Drake Mallard

                                Darkwing looked at Jacob as he frowned. "But dad, she's an evildoer! He was hiding from her so she's a threat!"

                                Well, there's some info everyone now knows. But then he wasn't in his own head right now and unaware of his actions. Even so, it was making him very upset and stressed. Although, the gas gun was lowered he eyed her warily with a look that said 'you do anything and you'll regret it'.

                                • Vincent Piccioncino (Cardiac Arrest)
                                  Vincent Piccioncino (Cardiac Arrest)

                                  Before Vincent could come up with a snarky remark to combat Jacob, he noticed the man being pulled aside by his accidental victim. Fortunate, he thought, even if it was unplanned. Sitting down to watch the scene as if it were a movie, he took a sip of his drink and smirked. 

                                  "Y'know, Mr. Robin-Hood, ya never did say who ya decided on." he nodded to Jacob as if emphasizing the fact that the question was already posed. "Can't keep 'em waiting!"

                                  • DarkwingPsycho
                                    DarkwingPsycho

                                    Jacob frowned severely.  Darkwing had just openly called him "Dad" while in costume.  This could open up a whole new set of problems if anyone was paying attention.  He didn't like it at all.

                                    "Darkwing," he responded with emphasis to hopefully remind his son that they should be keeping their relationship on the down-low.  "I don't think-"

                                    He was cut off as Harmonizer wormed herself against him awkwardly.  Boy, he really felt sorry for her.  Gingerly he stepped back and peeled her off of him.  "Actually, I might have those handcuffs available if you'd really like to wear them," he suggested.  It was said as a statement of fact, and not in the fun, flirty manner he might have usually offered it.

                                    • Quiverwing Duck
                                      Quiverwing Duck

                                      Quiverwing breathed a sigh of partial relief, now that he was no longer squashed into a sandwich situation. He could work with having someone just hanging on him, as it were.


                                      His head moved crisply as his narrowed eyes targeted Vincent for that comment. And, the archer's arms were now fairly free. Rather than give the dove a verbal response, he swiftly pulled an arrow from his quiver, nocked it and fired it in one swift movement.


                                      It wasn't a net this time, but neither was it a lethally sharp arrow. No, it was just a sudden projectile  tipped with a purple boxing glove, aimed right at Vincent's face.

                                      • Harmonizer
                                        Harmonizer

                                        Harmonizer made a soft, whimpering noise and looked upset, catching on that Jacob didn't seem to be flirting back. 

                                        Yep. She never did this before. 

                                        "I love you. Please love me back, mon amour. I cannot live without you." 

                                        Cue the sad harmonica music. 

                                        No, really, she pulled out her harmonica and started playing a sad love ballad that would bring tears to anyone. She did remember to activate the shield that protected everyone two feet away from the harmful effects of her music though, fortunately. Which also meant Jacob got his personal space back, yay! 

                                        • Vincent Piccioncino (Cardiac Arrest)
                                          Vincent Piccioncino (Cardiac Arrest)

                                          Vincent attempted to dodge the arrow, lunging to the side - however, he didn't quite realize that he was still tangled up with the chair. Falling to the ground with a thud, the arrow missed his head - but took a pretty good blow to one of his wings. 

                                          That was enough to shut him up, as he was now trying to keep from showing any signs that he'd been hurt. His wings were a lot more fragile and sensitive than one might think, and it looked pretty bent out of shape. It might even have been bleeding, but he didn't care to look. 

                                          "Heh, nice one." he smirked through a grimace. "So you're a fighter, huh? Don't get too torn up about it, the effects of the spell wear off after about a half hour with no lasting impacts -" Under his breath, he added; "-except for the lingering guilt of what you've done or haven't done..."

                                          • Mother Goose
                                            Mother Goose

                                            The fact the love spell would wear off soothed Mother Goose's ruffled feathers. This wasn't a competition, it was a waiting game. "Ha, hear that?" she crowed, poking Darkwing's side. "He's just humoring you~!" Soon Quiverwing would be all hers again.

                                            • Drake Mallard
                                              Drake Mallard

                                              Darkwing growled at her. "Don't poke me! And that's a lie!"

                                              Was it? He didn't know. His mind was muddled. 

                                              "Is it?" He asked as he tighten his hold. 

                                              • DarkwingPsycho
                                                DarkwingPsycho

                                                "Harmonizer," Jacob said firmly but with a gentle undercurrent.  "I am merely worried for your safety...please, don't do this.  Come here."

                                                He was hoping to coax her back closely enough that he could safely handcuff her somewhere where she could not get hurt.  Under these effects, there was no telling what trouble would happen.

                                                • Quiverwing Duck
                                                  Quiverwing Duck

                                                  Quiverwing growled as he glared at Vincent, briefly showing off his gritted teeth. "I oughta clean your cuckoo clock for messing with my friends like this." He jabbed a finger in the air towards the dove. "In fact--" He started to move forward, but still had Darkwing hanging onto him. Oh, right; that issue needed to be handled.

                                                  Taking in a deep breath, the archer sighed it out, becalming himself. He patted Darkwing's arm, the one that was tightly wrapped around him, but he spoke to Mother Goose. "Madam, this guy is like a brother to me. A really annoying, often overbearing brother whom I often want to throttle, but even so." He paused before admitting, "I realize under these particular circumstances that makes for an unfortunate insinuation."

                                                  "In any case, I care about him which... is good enough for right now?" Quiverwing gave a hapless half shrug, then turned a furious scowl to Vincent again. "When I'm free I will beat seven kinds off hell outta you for puttin' me in a situation where I had to admit that."

                                                  The archer was pulling a pair of brass knuckles from the weapon stash behind his back even as he spoke.

                                                  • Harmonizer
                                                    Harmonizer

                                                    Harmonizer looked hopeful and put away the instrument to move towards him. Would he finally accept her love? She could compose so much music for him. They would be so happy together, she was certain. 

                                                    • Max Wicked
                                                      Max Wicked

                                                      R.K continued to watch and saw a mysterious looking hero in green that he hadn't seen before. It looked a bit like the famed Darkwing...But a slightly different variation...Another version like the other two he had encountered before perhaps? R.K soon saw the person responsible for what appeared to be the love sickness.

                                                       

                                                      R.K stood up and pulled out the Wicked Sword "...I've seen enough. From the looks of it, things aren't looking pretty for anyone in there..." R.K swung the hilt of his sword at the ceiling window he was viewing from and jumped into the scene and landed. "Have no fear, the Red Knight is here!" he said as he looked about him and then looked to Vincent "I've been watching what's been going on here and to be quite honest...This whole love sickness sickens me. We, the people should decide whom we love! NOT by that horrible weapon you are using!"

                                                       

                                                       

                                                      R.K's appearence was likely to result in more further chaos or maybe hopefully...He could stop this insanity with the help of those who hadn't fallen to Vincent's love plague.

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