#vitalvoltage

{Got the Time? Do the Crime}

"Yeesh, go to One Chump Plaza Casino, pal, cause you hit a flush. I've got a few ah, 'trophies', from all the theft I've done, but I don't gotta talk about those, now do I? Eheh heh heh."

SEND ❓+ A QUESTION AND MY MUSE HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO ANSWER TRUTHFULLY

@vitalvoltage said: ❓+ "WHAT'S THE QUICK'S WAY TO DEFEAT YOU, DARKWING?!"

Drake paced back and forth straightening his suit and checked his hair. He'd been waiting only a few minutes and there was no sign of him. "Where could he be...? Elmo, don't tell me your still working on that project of yours?" The teenaged duck sighed. Prom had already started and was well in swing now. Another song from Journey starting up as worry set in. Maybe, Maybe he should check on him, make sure he was alright.

Just as he was walking out of the Auditorium, Ham and Laraetta entered, Ham intentionally shoving Drake as he passed. The duck stumbled and gave them a glare but didn't bother with them as he left the prom to make his way to the Science room. "Elmo...? Hey I was getting a little--!!" He started as he entered only to see Elmo strapped to the treadmill which was running at top speed. Electricity was thick in the air, "ELMO!" Drake cried as he rushed to the treadmill to help get the rat free, cutting one hand free before the entire invention exploded sending Drake slamming against the opposite side of the room.

Sounded like the perfect holiday gift for this fowl he had gotten to know well. Maybe not well but, enough to know Steelbeak regular enjoyed his tea with honey. What if there was a 'little more' to that cup at the next tea time? "I wasn't expecting a gift exchange Steely but, I did manage to get you something special." [[ Yes, it's what you think it is. ]]

Steelbeak rubbed his temple. He gave up on trying to avoid the pet name a long time ago when even his threats only provided a temporary solution. This had to be punishment for something he did to the guy, but what exactly, he couldn’t begin to guess.

His eyes widened at the mention of “something special,” though he was quick to stifle any expectations and hopes before they climbed too high. He wasn’t talking to his superiors about a pay raise, nor was he waiting for Darkwing Duck to wave a white flag and give Steelbeak a rare victory. At the same time, however, this wasn’t just some schmuck, but Zaps. This was a gift from his partner in crime and, admittedly, close friend, and that was enough for the rooster to look forward to whatever Megavolt would soon give. Knowing him, it was probably a recipe.

Instead, the little guy presented a funny-looking tray, which Steelbeak immediately recognized was made for a tea set. A wide smile lifted the corners of his beak.

“Would ya look at that. It’s even got bees to go with the honey,” he said, inspecting the dish further.

Not that he would say it aloud, but the tray was kind of cute. A tray full of happy little bees. Bees all over the tray.

A bee tray!

Bee…tray.

Bee tray.

A long pause turned the quiet room into suffocating silence. Steelbeak’s expression fell to the foreboding buzz of a hive of wasps.

{Point of Contacts}

NAME: Zaps RINGTONE: (( Couldn't resist )) PICTURE:

LAST TEXT RECEIVED: "You know, a part of me missed Darkwing"

{Emoji Starter!} || 👕 for the sender to wear the receiver’s clothes

Another night off, and boy did it feel good not having to worry about FOWL, SHUSH, or Darkwing Duck. Thanks to the Megavolt's help, the both of them were able to snatch themselves some vacation days since they've been doing their jobs as a strong duo. As annoying as those old windbags up top could be, they sure knew how to throw a good bone every once in a while. in his generous mood, Steelbeak decided he'd take the rat out to a fancy dinner to celebrate their successes.

He had just left the bathroom with a black towel wrapped around his waist as he walked toward his room to change into his standard sharp attire. Though instead of an empty room, he instead caught Megavolt with Steelbeak's clothes draped over his form and on to the floor.

"I know that youse and I steal things, but I didn't think you'd try and nab my look, Zaps." The rooster did his signature cackle.

{If Yous Wish Upon A Star...}

"What I'd wish for, eh? There's always a pay raise or a bajillion buckaroonies, but I don't think I need that much more cash. Let's see..."

In lackadaisical fashion, Steelbeak taps a finger to his cheek.

"Well, I can't waste a wish, now can I? I want an all-expense paid year vacation. Get me away from the schmucks here in St. Canard. No Dipwing, no Launchpad, no Gosalyn, no FOWL, no Negaduck, and no Fearsome Four."