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ducklooney · 5 months

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Classic Disney cartoons - My Meme

A meme, a few months old, that I made so here I am to publish on the occasion of the 122nd birthday of Walt Disney, as well as on the occasion of the 100th anniversary of the Disney Studio as well as the 40th anniversary of the Disney Channel as well as on the occasion of next year as the 40th anniversary of Disney Afternoon and of course 90th anniversary of the first appearance of the best Disney character in the world.

Although I'm not a fan of Disney, especially not today, I'm still grateful that through those cartoons I entered the world of comics and fell in love with them, and that they gave me a good youth. Not only these cartoons, but others, but still a special place is occupied by these cartoons that gave the best that Disney had, that is, the focus of the real Disney, the classic Disney universe (Mickey Mouse / Donald Duck / Goofy / Chip and Dale universe). Certainly on classic shorts and classic Disney series from the beginning to the present day. Yes, I don't like Mickey Mouse Clubhouse as I consider it a degradation of the Mickey and Friends characters, but that's just my opinion. I should have also put Mickey Mouse Cartoons by Paul Rudish and Ducktales reboot, but unfortunately not everything would fit. The classic shorts, OG Ducktales, Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers, Darkwing Duck, Goof Troop, Quack Pack, House of Mouse, and The Legend of The Three Caballeros are certainly examples of great Disney series, at least for me. Although I would prefer to see some animated Disney series made along the lines of Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck comics, in the right ways. By the way, thanks Disney for this one!

However, this is my opinion and my meme, and this is just for good humor, so please don't be offended. If you like this meme, and these cartoons, feel free to like and reblog this. Happy anniversaries to Walt Disney, Disney Studio and Disney Afternoon!

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iamapoopmuffin · 1 year

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Definitely that "Huey, Webby, and Fenton set up the Italian restaurant in Gearloose's lab again, but this time to get Gearloose and Panchito to go out on a date" idea that's been tossed around. 😂😂😂

Damn, starting me off on something hard with a bunch of characters I've never written for before and most of whom I only found out existed this September XD

Fr though hell yes, someone had to write it, it might as well be me XD

I used all the interpretations of Panchito for inspo to write this, which is why he can do magic like he could back in the 40's and has a mixed version personality, and I have absolutely no idea if I've written any of these characters even halfway decently, and dear god this got longer than just a fic bite, but here you go!

Gyro stepped out of the elevator looking as grumpy as ever and extra tired. You could almost see the storm cloud over his head as he peered through his glasses at the trio gathered nervously at the doors to the lab. Well, the duo gathered nervously and Manny. "Well? What's the big emergency, what did you do?"

Fenton moved to meet him, walking him to the doors. "It's, uh, it's kinda hard to explain. It's not world ending bad, or really super bad, but we definitely need you here for this." He hadn't really figured out what to say. The idea had just been to get Gyro to the lab, and telling him the truth would never do it. Hell, telling the truth would probably make him run a mile, but watching him deal with his feelings, or rather attempt to shove said feelings deep into a box before making a machine designed to remove said feelings, was getting painful, so it was time to give a push in the right direction.

Huey opened the lab doors for them, giving a small bow. "Welcome, welcome, Doctor Gearloose, to your destiny!"

Gyro took a split second to take in what was in his lab before turning on his heel and heading back for the elevator. "Nope." He got about three and a half steps away before Manny grabbed him under the arms and hoisted him back into the lab. "Put me down! What is the meaning of this?"

"It's a date!" Huey supplied helpfully. Fenton decided to take over.

"We figured helping you face your feelings and getting to know Panchito properly would be a lot...healthier than trying to surgically remove your crush or aggressively deny having feelings."

"I don't have a crush!"

"And Panchito really likes you back." Huey pointed out. "He's been literally flirting with you his entire stay in Duckberg."

"So we thought we would help...?"

If looks could kill, Gyro would probably be surrounded by bodies at this point. "This is not helping. Now put me down this instant or you're all fired!"

Huey, Fenton and Manny exchanged flat looks before the latter unceremoniously dumped the raging scientist by the table. Determined not to face his feelings, he followed them to the door, yelling all the way. "That's it! You're all fired! Manny, Intern, Red Nephew, fired!"

"I don't even work for you!" Huey shot back with a roll of his eyes. "Just get in there."

At that, Manny slammed the door shut and locked it. Gyro made an attempt at prying the doors open, more in the interest of throttling the trio than anything else, but ultimately gave in. He wasn't going to escape this stupidity without either inventing his way out or sucking it up and going on a stupid date set up for him by children.

Turning back to the lab, he looked once more at what they had done. It was set up much the same way it had been the last time the children had hijacked it for an ill fated attempt at romance. Wooden trellises with grapes hanging from them and a heart festoon between them, all over a table for two lit by Lil Bulb, once again traitorously taking part in this ridiculous farce. Panchito was already in the far seat, almost certainly having witnessed the whole spectacle from before, though his attention was on Lil Bulb, perhaps to give Gyro at least the illusion that he still had some dignity. He was humming to himself, something that sounded suspiciously like elevator music. When the little robot noticed him looking at them, he gestured for Gyro to take the empty seat, tapping his little foot impatiently until he complied.

There was a brief but very awkward silence, broken only by the scuffle of someone in another section of the lab, undoubtedly another one of McDuck's child relatives also determined to 'help' Gyro with his 'love life'. Panchito cleared his throat.

"Your friends certainly are spirited. And the children. I would say I'm amazed at how much they've set up without us knowing, but I have seen enough to know they are capable of some cool stuff...they didn't tell you this was a date, did they?"

"What was your first hint?" Gyro grumbled back.

"The shouting."

"...That was a rhetorical-...whatever. How did they trick you here?"

"Well, they didn't. Not really." Panchito shrugged. "Donald's nephews told me it was going to be a date, but they said 'secret admirer' and made out you planned it." He presented a neatly folded piece of paper, which upon inspection was a short letter, indeed signed by 'your secret admirer', inviting him to the lab. Rather annoyingly, it was in a pretty good forgery of Gyro's own handwriting, though it definitely wasn't something he would ever write himself.

"And you went along with it?"

"I didn't see a reason not to. I didn't think they would set this all up as a prank, and I see no problem with giving an admirer a chance. Especially if they are as smart and handsome as this one."

Gyro proceeded to very elegantly choke on his own spit.

He briefly wondered if this was what it felt like to die from embarrassment and managed to glare at Panchito through the tears in his eyes as the rooster moved to his side of the table to pat his back. As he managed to clear his throat and shoo the Caballero back to his side of the table, the final perpetrator of this farce approached. Scrooge's daughter and housekeeper's granddaughter, dressed as a waiter, complete with a false moustache for god only knows what reason. As with the last time she pulled something like this, when she spoke to them it was with a heavy, terrible Italian accent.

"Buongornio, welcome to Jetta Scorpios, the most romantic place this side of Duckberg. Can I tell you about tonight's special?" She handed them menus. The only thing written inside was 'romantic spaghetti dinner for two'. "It's spaghetti!" She supplied helpfully.

"We will take the spaghetti special." Panchito answered with a smile, handing his menu back. Gyro got the impression he was treating this as a child's play pretend game.

"Of course, signore, one romantic spaghetti special coming right up!" Webby took the other menu and bowed out graciously back to wherever in the lab she had been hiding. She seemed happy.

"You're good with kids." Gyro noted.

"Ah, yes, I do a lot of entertaining at children's parties."

"Singing?" He vaguely remembered this guy and that other one, the parrot, playing at Webby's birthday.

"Singing, playing music, I can do magic too. All sorts. I'm a performer at heart, and I have many ways to keep my audience happy. You have to be able to read the room and understand the kind of person you're performing to as well. For instance, those performances are very different to the kind of show I put on in wrestling."

"Wrestling?"

"I have a masked wrestling career. El Gallo Loco! I have quite the record!" His eyes went back to the makeshift lamp between them. "I'm told you have quite a record too. You made this, right?"

"His name is Lil Bulb. He, and the rest of Bulb Tech, are a highly sophisticated artificial intelligence that can interface with a wide variety of existing systems and machines and perform just about any task put to them. It just so happens that they, like many of my creations, are wildly misunderstood."

Panchito put his chin in his hands, listening with rapt attention. "I was alone with him for a while before you arrived. He seems completely alive, like his own person. Are the others all their own people as well?"

"I, uh..." Gyro had to admit he wasn't expecting this sort of interest from what he had previously seen as a braindead rooster. "Yes, I've noticed they all have their own distinct personalities."

"Amazing. You've created not just an artificial intelligence, but life."

"But smarter!"

"If you can do that, I can only imagine what other wonders you've created here."

Gyro thought for a moment, wondering what, if anything, he could really show this guy, a guy he'd just a few minutes ago been sure he'd have nothing in common with. "What do you think about being able to see history as it unfolds?"

Panchito opened his beak to answer, eyes shining in excitement, only for them to be loudly interrupted by Webby's return with a large plate of spaghetti which she dumped in the middle of the table.

"One romantic spaghetti special! Buon appetito!"

The spaghetti itself had several strands tied together, clearly to force a ridiculous 'Lady and the Tramp' kiss. A quick glance to the side saw Webby hiding nearby with a camera in hand. Gyro decided pretty quickly he wasn't going to eat it. If nothing else, he didn't want to eat spaghetti these kids had messed with using their sticky bare hands, and if they'd been able to tie it together it was either cold now or had been reheated quickly afterwards. Across the table, Panchito poked at it with a fork and shook his head, an affectionate smile on his face. Evidently, he was appreciating the effort Webby had put into this. "You know," he began, "I've heard there are some truly wonderful restaurants in Polignano a Mare, if you're looking for romance. Or just authentic Italian food. The view there is supposed to be breath-taking, and there's a strong history if you're into that. I have a bit of an interest in history and culture myself. I could take you there, or anywhere, really, if I had a photograph."

Gyro raised an eyebrow. "Wait, what?"

"Ah, well, that is..." He gave a somewhat sheepish smile. "When I said I could do magic, I did not mean just silly little stage tricks, though some of the tricks I can do work great for children's parties. A good picture can be a wonderful window to a whole other place, quite literally if you know how-"

"You could have gotten us out of here this whole time?!"

"Only with a picture big enough to fit through. Or a battering ram."

Webby once again popped her head out from her hiding place. "Wait, so if you had a photo of a really romantic location, you could go on a real romantic Italian date?"

"...A printed picture or a good painting also works."

The girl let out an excited squeal. "Gyro, is there an industrial sized printer in here?" Without waiting for an answer, she went skittering off to find something she could use to create a portal to the perfect date location. Panchito looked to the scientist, as if looking for confirmation that this was okay. Gyro heaved a sigh.

"They won't be able to spy on us like this, will they?"

"Well, we certainly won't have four sets of ears listening in on our every move, that's for sure."

"Good. If I have to go on a date, it should be just us."

#it's 1838 words long #and 8 of those words are 'spaghetti'#ducktales #legend of the three caballeros #panloose #panloose nation rise #Update I added 12 more words #all roads lead back to elevator music #panchito pistoles #gyro gearloose #huey duck #fenton crackshell cabrera #webby vanderquack #webby mcduck #panchito romero miguel junipero francisco quintero gonzalez #manny the headless man horse #I definitely had no idea how to write Manny can you tell lmao #fic summary ask meme #I promised I would write it and I wrote it #The full thing would include them actually going into a picture and on a proper date #They lay the picture on the floor #Panchito jumps in #and gravity immediately causes him to fall hard onto his side and thwack his head on the floor #also him being good with kids is important #Gyro has two robo sons after all #Panchito's about to become a step-dad #i did not proofread this

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