Donald: An orange juice, please!
Daisy: The same, thank you!
Waitress: Right away... what a cute little doggy!
Waitress: He's a very charming guy...
Daisy: Oh, thank you!
Waitress: ... the owner's no less though!
Donald: Oh, thank you!
Paperino e Paperina in Love Quack: Geloso/a? Chi, io? (2023)
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LOVE ATTACK
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UwU
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Continued from here:
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Mariku hadn't even paid much attention to his surroundings.
In all honesty, he had been engrossed in browsing the wares.
Who could have known that such a memorable meeting was to take place now that he had entirely focused on a shop he had found, selling all kinds of magazines, some of them second hand.
He hadn't been aware of the DOUBTFUL honor that had been afforded to him a few years back, but seeing it now was like a punch to the face, plus a bit of amusement, remembering this time, when he had fought in the tournament of Battle City.
How funny was it that the finalists had been listed, but instead of Marik, they had picked a picture that was obviously portraying him.
And in the most disgusting way possible, tongue hanging out, face strained and pumped up with aggression and blood.
"I wanted to be memorable... just not THAT memorable."
Had been what he had mumbled to himself, before hearing and feeling the shudder of somebody passing him and violently halting, when they realized, who he was.
Mariku blinked at the other who had proclaimed that he wasn't to be here... and found some amusement in the total bafflement of the other... this one looked like the host to the thief double deal.
Both his eyebrows climbed under his bangs in surprise and he closed the magazine before letting it slip back into the pile.
"That's a nice thing to say, really. I feel welcome immediately. Maybe you'll find the person, who misplaced me... I am sure they will put me back into the lost and found box, where I actually belong."
He had wanted to snarl this at the other, really... but he was just so amused by this ones outrage that it really more ended up being a breathless sentence, because he had to repress his laughter so very badly.
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Scrooge: TWINKLE TWINKLE EVERYONE! HAVE PRECIOUS DREAMS AND GOLDEN ONES!
Donald: Is it water you wanted? There you have it: fresh and free!
Scrooge: OUT OF BREATH YET UNBOWED, OLD WET UNCLE SINGS ALOUD!
Paperino e la sorgente rigenerante (1989)
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Zazie feels a disturbance. They should probably make themself scarce before little brother Nico finds them-!
"YOU CAN RUN, YOU LITTLE BITCH, BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE FOREVER!!"
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CUPID'S ARROWS EVENT || Closed.
@evilmcg sent: “Can I help you with something?” (for Evil Morty)
Morty found himself freezing in surprise for a moment when the voice that greeted him wasn't the one he had expected. After the odd events of the morning, he had decided to come and check on his counterpart. First of all to know whether anything weird had happened on the other Citadel too or not, and secondly, even if he wouldn't have admitted it openly, to make sure that the other hadn't been affected.
Yet, when he opened the door of the conference room, he hadn't found himself face to face with his mirror image, but with the last person he would have wanted to discuss the matter with.
Or, at least, that was what he would have thought until a moment before his gaze landed on Meg. Yet, after they did, he couldn't remember a single reason why he could have wished not to run into her.
"As a matter of fact, yes," he spoke, before his mind could catch up with the words. His charming president persona had automatically slipped in place, but there was something off about it. "In all truth, I was looking for you specifically."
A little lie, but spun so fluidly that it sounded like nothing but the honest truth. What was unsettlingly, however, was the intensity with which his amber eyes were locked on her.
"I've been...thinking," he went on, stopping right in front of her, a mere inch too close than it was proper. "All this...animosity isn't doing us any favour. So, perhaps, we should try to find a new ground for our interactions."
Swiftly but oh-so-gently, he caught her hand, lifting it up as he bent over to kiss it. The briefest, lightest touch, like a proper gentleman.
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Sorry again. Not going to anonymous now. I am sorry for my asks, again. I thought you were someone else. I was meant to ask a friend here. Sorry again, for my half-asleep self being dumb. I hope you are doing well though! Sorry, again.
Goodness ta-bestsy, that is a lot of sorries! Its ok dear! Mistakes happen!! I've nearly sent stuff when I am half-asleep and sleep deprived before, it does honestly just happen!!
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Maybe for a Christmas themed drawing idea you could have Mikey and his S/O under the mistletoe or baking cookies together 😊
Some of the cookies on the tray are definitely a hint back to this post hehehehhe
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