Fendrake and Gizmowing stuff

New explicit Fanfic! 

Drake / Fenton 

Drake and Fenton have a little fun in the lab while Doctor Gearloose is away.

This one was requested by anonymous 

The first and last time Fenton broke a rib, it was in the process of an emergency eject from the Gizmosuit as it careened over Duckburg Bay, seconds before it was consumed in the conflagration of a reactor core overload. 

This time, several well placed and devastatingly painful blows by Steelbeak, F.O.W.L’s heavyweight, did the trick, not to mention being bodily thrown into the surprisingly solid form of one terror that flaps in the night. 

With the protection his suit typically affords him, Fenton had hoped that when it came to broken ribs (out of all 206 bones to break) his case would be of the one and done variety. But when his and Darkwing’s cell opens, any wishful thinking on his part is thrown out the window before spontaneously combusting. As smiles and relief rush to fill the void left by the dread of watching Launchpad being pummeled in a grossly outnumbered fight, the adrenaline that had kept Fenton standing and numb to all his aches and pains chooses that instant to abandon him. 

Launchpad is still in the Gizmosuit (and not looking too shabby) destroying the locks on the other nearby cells. Manny is helping him in the endeavor, looking a fair bit different than the last time Fenton saw him: flaming eyes, wings, an actual head! If Gyro ever thinks of trying to fire the guy, Fenton wishes his former-boss luck. But the kids are celebrating, the latest danger in a never ending line has been dealt with and Fenton’s glad of it, truly. 

But now the right side of his ribs are pulsing with an acute kind of pain every time he breathes. Whereas Darkwing strides out of their prison cell no worse for wear, Fenton grimaces as he clutches at his side to avoid any unnecessary movement jostling his injuries. 

Don't know can I put this out or not

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