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[ At long last, the day has arrived. One they've both been waiting and wanting for since they first met. A day that would truly go down in history! ... In their delusions. But of course it was important! It was Morgana McCawber and Drake Mallard's first date! Morgana wasn't nervous at all!

... Is something a liar would say, because Morgana was actually VERYVERYVERY nervous. This was the first step towards a serious relationship! She'd given up her life of crime to be with him! Now she had to do everything in her power to not screw this up, she had to be normal! Problem was... she had no idea what "normal" meant. Maybe she was over-thinking this. Maybe she was under-thinking this!

But being a seasoned rock-star, and former villainess, she knew how to hide her emotions and shove that down into a bottle deep within her chest. On the outside, she appeared cool and calm, like this night was no big deal at all. She waited outside her usual hang-out, the abandoned theater, about fifteen minutes earlier than they'd agreed to meet. No nervous woman here, no sir!

And she made sure to dress normal too. This is something normal mortal women wear on the first date, right? Sure it is!

... Maybe she was a little nervous. She began to hum a tune to try and settle those nerves as she waited for him. ]


Hmmm mm mm... Hmmm mm mm...
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 [ Ah, Christmastime. A time of merriment, of wishes coming true, and all that other nonsense children's specials yammer on about. Unfortunately, villainy never takes a holiday! In St. Canard's largest mall, two villains are taking over tinsel-town, but one of them isn't aware of the other. Morgana and the Ghoulies crashed a choir contest, and are now taking to the stores to rock and rob.

As usual, Morgana strikes out on her own, because she doesn't need her band-mates holding her back! ... And also because she wants to see if she can grab a quick gift for Drake Mallard. But what do you get for the man who has everything? Still oblivious that the man in the shadowy disguise and the adorable father of the year were one and the same, Morgana skated down an escalator, never noticing the unusual amounts of greenery here and there in the shopping insanity
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Outta the way! Rockstar, coming through! And there sure won't be a Silent Night!
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 [Morgana]

[ While Morgana still didn't really think herself as a hero, she was still actively trying to be a Good Person. It wasn't easy, and it was often a struggle not to fall into bad habits, but she was trying her best. Having Darkwing, Gosalyn, and Launchpad's support was wonderful, but she wanted her circle to get even bigger. And what better way to make your boyfriend proud of you than by being friends with his friends? And a perfect opportunity had arrived to seek Fenton out!

During her last concert, Morgana had... gotten a little too into her music, let's say, and it wound up with her speakers exploding. While she knew the ins and outs of her own guitar, her forte was magic, not mechanics. And surely the genius inventor Fenton (as Drake had described!) would know how to fix her equipment! And maybe make it better than ever!

Alas, monster society and mortal society tended to differ when it came to certain social norms. For example, a mortal would think to politely knock at that person's front door, or ask a friend for their number. But monsters were pretty much used to hanging outside of people's windows and knocking on the glass to ask for permission to enter. Not that she needed permission because she was a vampire or anything. A-hem
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[Della]

Della tended to avoid Gyro's laboratory, mostly to... avoid Gyro. But he was away for a week for his own nerd reasons, but he'd also taken along Little Bulb and Manny, which meant most of the daily grunt work was left to Fenton. Days ago, Della had happily volunteered to help Fenton in whatever he needed. But since that day, something had happened. Something that had completely soured Della's mood.

So while she kept her word, carrying this and that around the lab, cleaning up, doing whatever Fenton asked, she did so with an annoyed expression on her face. Every so often, she could be heard muttering something.


Razza frazza Darkwing... razza frazza braggart... razza frazza incredibly hot rock-star monster girlfriend...
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[For Morgana]

[Drake's quest to find answers about the missing Professor Waddlemeyer was full of dead ends. He had made no progress, and he felt bad about the effect that had on Gosalyn. She was still her normal chipper self most of the time, but he had learned to see the cracks in that. And he wanted to do everything he could to help her feel better until he could reunite her with her real family.

These days, it seems the thing she got most excited for was a band. To Drake's relief, it's not like other music of the youths which register just as noise for him. This actually sounds like the kind of thing he'd listen to in high school! And the singing is just great... but this is about Gosalyn! In a spot of bad timing, Gosalyn's fallen sick while the band's has come to St. Canard for a concert. And so Drake's claimed to be out for a night of quiet patrolling while Launchpad tends to the sick kid, but in actuality he's doing something as Drake Mallard. If she can't attend the concert, maybe he can at least get an autograph for her or something. Maybe that will raise her spirits!

And so, Drake Mallard sneaks around backstage at the concert, for any sign of mysterious melodist...]


[For Della]

[It was a long night of fighting crime in Avalon for one Darkwing Duck. Some sort of magical monsters were on the loose, and he didn't get out of it without a comical number of bruises on his head. He was also left somewhat disoriented...

So when he slinked back home in the wee hours of the morning and tried to clamber into his bedroom through the window, he did not realize that he was going through the completely wrong window, into the room of the one person who didn't yet know his secret!]

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