duck tales, oo-ooh!

[frigidaire]

Who: Crew & Visitors of the Wonderduck
Action: The Wonderduck
When: a mingle for the month of January!

[ come one, come all, crew members and visitors alike. come play terrible rec-room games or eat awful, overly processed food! or just mingle! ]

Comments

[thebarkside]

Yeeeeees, but when I got sick, I just got a little powder you shake into your drink. It puts you to sleep and then you wake up feeling better.

[ she's just trying to tuck him into bed here. ]

Don't be such a baby.

[feathery]

[He just slides his hands under his sunglasses, covering his eyes.]

I can't help it, I've got to be at least a little melodramatic after getting assailed by a glorified furry handbag in the hallway. [It's a little muffled and then he ruins it by sneezing.]

Oh my christ. [There is now graffiti burned into his blanket.]

[thebarkside]

It's still your fault he's on the ship at all.

[ is that... she's going to squint at whatever the graffiti happens to say. ]

Bless you. I'll be back soon.

[feathery]

[Half-grumbled:]

I didn't think you were gonna set him on people.

[(The graffiti is actually a shitty sneezing SBAHJesque doodle.)]

Where are you going.

[thebarkside]

I'm not setting him on anyone. It's not my fault you've got extra-tantalizing feathers.

[ why the graffiti... why always the graffiti. ]

And I'm going to get your medicine.

[feathery]

Maybe they wouldn't be extra tantalizing if you didn't give him toys made out of feathers.

[He's more than just a chew toy, etc, etc.]

But ok. [It's a little grudging, but it's hard to take him seriously when he has his face half buried in his blanket and he's still wearing his sunglasses (of course). He looks fucking ridiculous.]