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happilyeverbeginning2020-11-09 06:26 pm
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DrakePad/Dimeshipping - The story of bullheads and idiots
Scrooge rubbed his temples. As the first citizen of Duckburg he was obliged to represent their town at the great world exhibition which would be held in St Canard.
What that would cost again. And just when Donald and the children were on holiday. He needed help and one that cost as little as possible.
Lost in thought, he paced up and down the money bin. In his hand he played with his dime, thata helped him to think.
Outside, an aeroplane was flying along in the sky, and suddenly Scrooge had an intuition. It was time to pay his respects to an old friend. Especially as the latter was now residing in St. Canard under dubious circumstances.
He resolutely picked up the phone. Good thing Launchpad had given him the number of this Drake Mallard guy, where he now lived.
What that would cost again. And just when Donald and the children were on holiday. He needed help and one that cost as little as possible.
Lost in thought, he paced up and down the money bin. In his hand he played with his dime, thata helped him to think.
Outside, an aeroplane was flying along in the sky, and suddenly Scrooge had an intuition. It was time to pay his respects to an old friend. Especially as the latter was now residing in St. Canard under dubious circumstances.
He resolutely picked up the phone. Good thing Launchpad had given him the number of this Drake Mallard guy, where he now lived.
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And these seductively sweet lips...
Pies!
Besides, he had always been able to rely on her when she promised something. Hesitantly he approached her, keeping a close eye on her, which was not difficult for him as he could hardly turn his eyes away from her.
His cheeks turned red as he ate the offered piece from the fork she herself had just tasted. But as soon as he tasted the pastry, his embarrassment and his doubts disappeared.
"Hmmm..." he rejoiced as he licked his lips. Then he beamed straight at her. "That was really delicious! And without any magic? I am truly impressed!"
Now without constraint he came even closer to her and leaned on the table. Talking to Magica was always liberating. He didn't need to pretend in front of her.
Gently he smiled at her, glad that this time their encounter did not turn into a fight.