[RP] Christmas With the Mallards

    Drake Mallard
    By Drake Mallard Comments (74)

    Categories: Reserved Roleplay

    Drake had the Mallard household all decorated for Christmas. That tangled light incident really paid off. He couldn't wait until everyone saw what he had done with a little help from his father.

    Lights were up on the house. Christmas tree set up with gifts carefully placed under it. Stockings hung. Other various decor was spread around the house.

    Now he had to wait for the guests to appear.

      • DarkwingPsycho
        DarkwingPsycho

        "Ah, Gizmoduck, hm?"  Jacob hadn't yet had a formal introduction to the hero that he could remember.  There was only the incident when Gizmoduck had lost control of his suit and Jacob had been one of the many trying to stop him.  "Yes, he seems pretty 'cool.'"

        He got back up to his feet, relying heavily on his good leg, and cane, then chuckled at NegaGosalyn's revelation.  "You could say we're related, yes."

        • Quiverwing Duck
          Quiverwing Duck

          "Everyone's on the short side compared to you, L.P.," QDrake pointed out to the tall pilot. "Gizmoduck is a good friend. Very nice guy, and generous almost to a fault."

          Rubbing at the back of his neck, he glanced between Jacob and his daughter, then explained to her, "He's this dimension's analog of my father, sweetheart." It felt a little strange for him to say that, but the situation itself was pretty strange.

          Crouching down, he quietly told NegaGosalyn, "Don't eat too many cookies." And then he informed Gosalyn, his secret student, "I have a gift for you but I'll give it to you later." Standing up, his attention seemed to abruptly drift away from any mischief the girls were trying to get into.

          • (Nega) Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard
            (Nega) Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard

            Gosalyn looked extremely reluctant to accept the extravagant gift. And looked at Launchpad disbelievingly. Who would use such a beautiful doll as a hockey puck? 

            "Well, if you're absolutely sure..." her hands slowly reached out, already wanting to cuddle the doll. "You have more? You're really lucky! My Binkie keeps giving me guns and rocket launchers and knives. I wish I had some here to trade you." 

            Perhaps it was fortunate that she didn't... 

            She looked curious at the knowledge that Jacob was Drake's father, then smiled at him. "Well, it's nice to meet you, sir. I'm glad Uncle Drake has his family together to celebrate." 

            She was about to object that stealing cookies was wrong, when her father quietly told her not to eat too many cookies. Was that technically permission? Alright then! 

            "Let's go!" she grinned happily and bounced up and down. 

            • Launchpad McQuack
              Launchpad McQuack

              Did I say something wrong again? 

              Launchpad grinned sheepishly at Gosalyn Prime and at QDrake over the comment about his height. 

              “Not everyone. I’m still a runt next to my dad, hehehe. I got his good looks though!” 

              He stayed quiet during the rest of the exchanges. “Maybe I should see if Drake needs any help in the kitchen. Then again...I’d probably get in his way. Anyone want anything to drink? There’s an ice chest out back.” 

              • DarkwingPsycho
                DarkwingPsycho

                Jacob could only smile at Quiverwing's description.  It was short and to the point, he liked it.  "It's nice to meet you, too, young lady.  Go on and have fun, I'll chat with you more later."

                Then he said softly to Quiverwing, "I hope you don't mind, I got her a little something."

                He glanced toward the kitchen when Launchpad mentioned Drake.  He had been away awhile.  Perhaps the girls' mischief would make him materialize.

                • Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard
                  Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard

                  Gosalyn's eyes brightened at Quiverwing's admission that he had a present for her.  "Keen gear!" she breathed excitedly.  Then she grabbed NegaGosalyn's hand and they were off to the kitchen to distract Drake and get at the cookies.

                  • Drake Mallard
                    Drake Mallard

                    Drake was busy with adding a few finishing touches to some dishes and then was waiting on for the main course to finish cooking. 

                    He might have partaken a little bit of the cooking wine to calm his nerves. Despite the cheerful demeanor had he shown on the outside, on the inside he was a ball of nervousness. 

                    His back was turned when the girls came in on their cookie heist so did not notice them yet. He was humming a tune as he was pulling out silverware from the drawer to pile on the counter so they could be set on the table. 

                    • (Nega) Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard
                      (Nega) Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard

                      Gosalyn was surprisingly silent on her feet, but she had to stifle her giggles as she and her twin crept past Drake. This was fun! She wondered if her dad would let her do it more often. 

                      She looked around the kitchen, admiring it, and also on the lookout for the cookie jar. Whatever that looked like. Was it a jar that said 'cookie'? 

                      • Quiverwing Duck
                        Quiverwing Duck

                        "Oh, I don't mind at all, sir," QDrake quietly replied to Jacob. "This is all new to her, when she found out she had more than one present this morning, she cried. I think she's still trying to get used to the idea that she um, matters." He wasn't certain how else to explain that.

                        "Uh, hey..." he looked slightly abashed as he turned to Launchpad. "I don't mean to make you feel uncomfortable. You uh..." he spread his hands a little in a shrug. "You look and sound like the Launchpad I knew. He was my best friend, and I haven't seen him in several months. So I am feeling a little strange about it but you've done nothing wrong, its all me."

                        • Launchpad McQuack
                          Launchpad McQuack

                          “I got some extra stockings and hung them on the mantle.” Launchpad added after Jacob mentioned he had a present for NegaGos. “It’s not much but there’s something for everyone in them.” 

                          Two candy canes in each stocking, fuzzy slipper socks, chocolate bars shaped like a snow man, and in the case of the two additional adults, there was liquor creme chocolate, and the kids each had giant marshmallows on pretzel sticks that were decorated like reindeer. And NegaGosalyn had an extra little surprise from Launchpad in her stocking: a little lapel pin with aviator wings. His Gosalyn already had one somewhere in her room so he thought NegaGos would like one too, to remember her new pilot friend by. 

                          Launchpad smiled and wrapped an arm around QDrake, squeezing his shoulder gently. 

                          “Aw, no sweat. I’m happy just to have you here with us! I may not know you as well as I know DW, but that doesn’t mean we can’t be friends too!” He grinned and gave QDrake his personal space back.

                          • DarkwingPsycho
                            DarkwingPsycho

                            Jacob nodded somberly at QDrake's statement about Gosalyn having to get used to the idea that she mattered.  It only made sense, given the guardian she had had.  No one mattered to Negaduck except himself.

                            He smiled amicably at Launchpad.  "Good man."

                            • Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard
                              Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard

                              Gosalyn put a finger to her bill, making out NegaGosalyn's stifled giggles, then waved her double toward the counter behind Drake where the frosted cookies he had freshly made were out and cooling.  She motioned for her twin to start grabbing some, then went up next to her father.

                              "Hey Dad!" she said brightly.  "Need any help in here?"

                              • Drake Mallard
                                Drake Mallard

                                "Hmm?" Drake paused mid sip of some wine. "You can put the silverware on the table while I get the dishes out. " He replied to Gos before hopping onto a step stool so he pull down the holiday dishes.

                                He hadn't seen NGos yet since his back was still turned to her and the cookies on the counter.

                                • (Nega) Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard
                                  (Nega) Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard

                                  Gosalyn quickly grabbed a few, which included for the people outside, plopping them into her skirt. She could be very stealthy if she wanted to be. She had a lot of practise from Quiverwing. And, admittedly, Negaduck. 

                                  She signalled to her twin that the deed was done, then skipped out the kitchen door to wait for her. 

                                  • Quiverwing Duck
                                    Quiverwing Duck

                                    QDrake tensed up slightly when Launchpad gave him a side-hug, but he tended to get a little uptight when anyone hugged him. "Thanks, buddy." he smiled at him and gave him a friendly clap on the back. Not too hard, of course.

                                    Leaning aside, he peered into the kitchen, hearing some of the tactics being employed by the ducklings. He looked worried. Quietly, he remarked, "I gotta teach her how to palm something in plain sight." It is unclear as to which Gosalyn he was actually speaking about, but by default it had to be his own.

                                    • Launchpad McQuack
                                      Launchpad McQuack

                                      Launchpad grinned at Jacob and QDrake. “Can I get anyone anything? Drinks? Snacks?” 

                                      He paused and looked at QDrake in askance. “Palm? Is she supposed to wave a palm branch at someone for something? Ooh! Is that for the play with the three guys on camels I saw on a sign a few streets over?” 

                                      • Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard
                                        Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard

                                        As soon as Gosalyn saw the signal, she dropped the silverware back on the countertop.  "Whoops, no time for that now, Dad!  Gotta run!"

                                        She took off after her twin, grinning broadly.  Once they met outside of the kitchen, she looked at NegaGosalyn eagerly.  "Let's see our haul!"

                                        • DarkwingPsycho
                                          DarkwingPsycho

                                          "I don't suppose you have bourbon," Jacob said with a small smile.

                                          • Drake Mallard
                                            Drake Mallard

                                            "Gosalyn Mallard!" Drake was lucky he didn't fall off the stool with the arm full of plates when his help decided to ditch him. 

                                            Now he understood. She was trying to butter him up and distract him by being helpful while someone stole cookies off the counter that he noticed some were missing now. 

                                            "Those cookies were supposed to be for later!"

                                            After setting the plates down, he came into the living room to get the bottom of this. He put his arms on his hips and tapped a foot while glaring at the accused. "Alright. Who was your partner in crime?"

                                            Of course, he looked rather silly in that frilly pink apron while trying to scold. 


                                            • (Nega) Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard
                                              (Nega) Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard

                                              Gosalyn had gotten quite a haul of cookies on her skirt, meaning to share them with everyone. But at Drake's tone, her face fell, and she looked guilty. 

                                              "Your dad sounds upset..." she said uncertainly. "Maybe we should put the cookies back." 

                                              She gasped when the Drake in question showed up, and she tripped on her feet and fell back on her tail. 

                                              "I'm sorry!" 

                                              • Quiverwing Duck
                                                Quiverwing Duck

                                                "No, no." QDrake calmly explained to Launchpad, "I mean its a way to steal something small when someone is actually looking at you. Usually something you can conceal in your hand, palm size, see..." He smiled brightly, then looked to the Gosalyns, and then to the irritated Drake once he emerged.

                                                "I gave my daughter permission," he admitted to Drake. "I can see she needs more practice, though." He winked at NegaGosalyn. Then, he reached into one of his suit pockets and half revealed a silver hip flask, quietly telling Jacob, "If they don't, I brought some."

                                                • Launchpad McQuack
                                                  Launchpad McQuack

                                                  “Oh, okay,” Launchpad smiled after QDrake clarified what the term meant. “Oh right! Drinks! Drake went out and got some last week to get ready for the party. I’ll see what we’ve got. I thnk that was one of the bottles I saw.”  

                                                  He patted NegaGosalyn’s head on his way to the kitchen. “Aw, don’t be sore, Drake. There’s still plenty of desserts to enjoy after dinner, and it is the season for munchies, hehehe.”

                                                  He continued on into the other room to get the drinks and help with the final preparations for dinner, leaving the conversation up for the others to settle. 

                                                  • Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard
                                                    Gosalyn Waddlemeyer Mallard

                                                    Gosalyn flinched as her father yelled her name, then quickly shoved a couple of cookies in her mouth before he came bumbling out of the kitchen.  She gave him her best innocent look and shrugged, then swallowed.

                                                    "Why father, whatever do you mean?" she questioned with a mischievous tone.

                                                    Then NegaGosalyn fell backward, scattering the rest of the pilfered cookies.  She was glad when Launchpad walked past and encouraged Drake not to be mad.  "Yeah!" she piped up.  "What he said!"  She helped herself to another couple, floor or no floor.

                                                    • Drake Mallard
                                                      Drake Mallard

                                                      Drake sighed deeply in annoyance. It seemed everyone was against him. He eyed his brother and grumbled. "Next time make sure it's ok with me first."

                                                      Then he looked at the two girls. "Fine. But no more. You'll spoil your dinner. Got it?"

                                                      The duck turned to head back into the kitchen to deal with the last few things that needed to be done.

                                                      "Pour me one, LP." Drake said. He felt he needed a shot of that bourbon now.

                                                      • DarkwingPsycho
                                                        DarkwingPsycho

                                                        Jacob smirked at QDrake.  "Good man."

                                                        He was a little hopeful when Launchpad left to see if there was any, but he was also glad to know there was a back-up in case.  The situation with the cookies only made him smile warmly.  It was odd to see both girls together and know they weren't actually twins, but in some odd scientific way, they were.  It was another thing to get used to, like there being two Drakes (three if he included Negaduck - which he didn't).

                                                        "So how are you getting along, anyway?" Jacob asked QDrake quietly since they were the only adults left.