Tai Lung: *Bursts into the Jade Palace*
Tai Lung: PO!!
Po: Uh... bro, I'm kind of teaching my students right now. How about you wait a bit?
Tai Lung, after regaining his breath: SHEN AND I ACCIDENTALLY MADE A BABY!!
Literally everyone: A WHAT?!
*Somewhere in the background Shifu loses consciousness*
In the house of Tai Lung and Shen
Po: So.. Where a baby?
Tai Lung: *leads to the common room where Shen is sitting in the nest*
Shen: *Before anyone could ask, a griffin silently got up and crawled out from under him, but the peacock was a snow leopard, not a lion eagle*
Baby Griffin: Pio!
Po, trying to suppress the shock: Okay, well...
Shifu: *loses consciousness again and is carried away*
Tai Lung: A few weeks ago, we found an egg and thought it was abandoned, so we decided to take it to ourselves. And today it cracked and hatched... This.
Baby Griffin: Pio!
Po: He's... Um... He has your eyes..? Both of you...
Baby Griffin: Pio!
Tai Lung: My love, why are you sitting on our baby?
Shen: I don't know! As soon as I saw it, it seemed like a really good idea!
Mr. Ping: All parent birds sit on their children to keep them warm and protected. I used to do that when Po was just a kid.
Tigress: I'm more interested in answering another question: how?
Tai Lung: I don't know! I told you, we just found the egg that came out of this baby thing!
Po: Maybe it's a gift from the universe?!
Shen: Or punishment...
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Да.
Pete: What. The. Fuck.
Donald: *fucked up is a huge blue Bible duck with lots of eyes, gold rings, arms and a pair of wings*
Goofy: He broke his staff and all his magic returned to his body.
Pete: ...
Pete: Hm...
Mickey: DON'T YOU THINK FUCK HIM!
Pete: Still...
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On the family meeting...
Scrooge: Okay... I want to be honest. Next time, I won't come alone.
Matilda: Oooh~ With your Goldie-girl?~
Scrooge: ...
Scrooge: No. With my Gold-boyfriend.
Louie: I have boyfriend.
Gladstone: Actually... I have a girlfriend.
Fethry: I have a girlfriend AND boyfriend!
Della: HA! SIKE! I HAVE TWO GIRLFRIENDS!
Quackmore: Wow...
Quackmore turned to Donald: What's about you, Donnie? How much partners you have? Haha.
Donald, absolutely calm: Three boyfriends and two girlfriend.
Весна... А знаете, что это значит? Правильно. Линька.
Он каждое утро и вечер прихорашивает самого себя, вычёсывает клювом и расчёстками. На это уходят примерно два часа, так как он очень нежен и аккуратен с самим собой, стараясь, чтобы осталось минимум старых перьев.
К счастью, хвосты павлинов выпадают в конце лета, но он всё равно очень осторожен, когда дело доходит до нижней части тела.
"Вообще похуй."
Ему всё равно на количество шерсти, которое падает с него, он просто подметёт грязный пол.
Практически не вычёсывается, только когда погода и настроение хорошие. Но из-за Шеня начал делать это чаще (один раз в неделю).
Специально ведёт себя как упрямый ребёнок, чтобы Шень сам его причесал и прихорошил
Donald fails again on Valentine's Day with Daisy. At the moment of his weakness, when hope has left his body, leaving everything to despair, there is someone who can support him.
Relationship: DonPete (Donald Duck × Pete)
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Valentine's Day is one of the many holidays that Donald practically hated because of his girlfriend. More precisely, an ex-girlfriend.
On this day, he just needed to book a table at the most expensive restaurant, buy 101 damn roses, a fucking lot of chocolate and not be Donald.
But Donald just doesn't have enough money, unlike his temperament. So he tried to improvise, to show his love in a different way, so that Daisy would understand that he loved her, even though he was penniless.
But everything was always "wrong."
No matter what he do he still got the same thing.
He had a picnic at sunset, with tea and snacks!
"Are you serious, Donald? It's such a cliche!"
He made a romantic candlelit dinner!
"It would be much tastier in a restaurant, you know.."
He gave a cute bouquet of different flowers!
Well... He was just beaten with this bouquet.
And so it is every Valentine's day.
...
But today everything should be different!
After the boys appeared in his life, Daisy stopped being so demanding and all the Lovers' days passed quite peacefully!
Except for Gladstone..
Donald genuinely didn't understand why this damn gander kept trying to steal his girlfriend. Start your own personal life, you idiot!
Anyway, this Valentine's Day should be wonderful!
He, Mickey and Minnie were going to the amusement park, even Goofy and Clarabel were going to join!
And then, he wanted to take Daisy on a picnic (you can't blame Donald for not having money and new ideas) and talk to her about the wedding! Yes, to talk. He can't afford a wedding right now, but instead of a ring, he sewed her a pretty beaded bracelet with her name on it.
Everything should be fine!
.. He hoped so much...
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
Everything went wrong.
Mortimer, Horace and Gladstone joined their group date.
They calmly pulled the blanket over themselves as if it was their date!
He was hurt many times. And apparently Daisy was enjoying it (Minnie didn't look like that, she was trying to get rid of Mortimer too).
And if Donald's luck is usually terrible, then with Gladstone it becomes catastrophic.
At least Goofy and Clarabel were enjoying themselves. Horace, on the contrary, even tried to make their time even more romantic.
But Donald was not discouraged! He still had his basket of sweets and he was sure that it would be enough for Daisy to pay attention to him.
But, apparently, stubbornness, love and faith in his partner were not enough.. Especially when that same partner doesn't love you himself.
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
— Leave us alone, Donald. — Daisy looked at the duck with disgust in half a turn of her head. — We have a date.
These words shocked Donald. Daisy was hugging Gladstone's arm and didn't even bother to turn to him.
— B.. B.. B-but Daisy! — he stuttered, completely confused and uncomprehending. — A picnic! — he picked up and opened the basket to at least persuade the departing girl, but instead of all the goodies that he cooked with all his love, they turned... into the porridge...
Daisy chuckled smugly.
— Come on, Gladstone. — she turned away from the duck in the sailor suit and led her new partner away from her ex.
Gladstone was smiling tightly, trying not to look back at his cousin. He won again, but was it worth it?
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— What a nice day. — Pete exhaled the phrase along with the smoke.
He was always surprised that Valentine's Day was going pretty well for him.He used to spend it courting or dating some girl. But Mini is dating Mickey and Pete thought that already at his age it would be too stupid to try; and his exes got together and were somewhere in France instead with children.
But even so, he was not discouraged. When he didn't have a partner, Pete just either relaxed at home with a TV and love programs, or walked all day and enjoyed the atmosphere of love.
... Or spoil the day for all lovers, according to the mood.
However, there was a time when he could not do either the first or the second.
In the Navy.
— Heh. — Pete grinned, taking another drag on his cigarette.
He spent Valentine's days with... Donald.
They hung out with each other and shared letters from their loved ones. Back then, Pete felt love even in such a cruel time of his life.
"Speaking of Donald.." — Pete finished his cigarette. — "Isn't he there?" — He threw the bull in the trash.
Pete cautiously approached the duck, which was curled up in a ball.
"Am I at a bad time?" — It was... It's unusual to see Donald in such a state.
Donald was sitting on a bench, hugging his knees with his hands and hiding his face in them. And... he was crying.
Of course, it was very easy to make him angry, but to make him cry? It really needs to be done, I mean REALLY try.
Pete carefully put away the picnic basket and sat down next to the crying Donald (he still couldn't believe that the sailor was in such a state)
Donald stopped crying. He just froze when he felt someone sitting next to him.
— Come on, Don-Don. — He spoke with surprising gentleness in his voice. — I'm here. — That's not what Pete wanted to say.
But Donald snuggled up to him anyway and hid his face in his shirt, so it's okay.
— Just let it all out, I'm not going anywhere. — Pete patted Donald lightly on the back, opening the basket with his other hand.
And Donald let all out.
He released everything that had accumulated over a long time, no longer caring that anyone would hear him crying. Pete was there and that was more than enough.
Gradually, he calmed down, until eventually he just sobbed softly, still hiding his face.
— Just let me guess. — Pete began tapping the duck lightly with his fingers, causing the latter to tickle slightly. — Another bad date with Daisy?
— Mhhm.. — Donald grunted in agreement and rested his head on Pete. — She didn't like my food..
— This food? — He looked up and noticed that Pete had been eating food from his basket all this time!
— Hey, what the hell?! — Donald stood up and glared at him. — Have you been eating all this time?!
— Well, yeah. — Pete shrugged and answered calmly. — Do you think I should just sit and listen to your tears while I can at least eat?
Donald looked indignantly at Pete, angrily opening and closing his beak, but not finding anything to say, he just plopped back down with folded arms.
— Is it at least delicious?
— Very.
They sat in silence for a while while Donald muttered to himself. Suddenly, he realized the last two phrases.
— Really? — He looked at the calmly chewing cat in surprise.
— Yeah. — Pete nodded.
— Even though it is... it look a little shitty?
— Even so.
— Wow.
— Why are you so surprised? Have you ever been told that you cook delicious?
— No.
— No? — Pete's eyebrows went up in surprise. — Show me these idiots.
In response, Donald just laughed and punched him lightly in the stomach.
— Will you? — After his "Ouch," Pete offered Donald's basket.
— Why not? — he's shrugged his shoulders.
It was the last Valentine's Day, which was terrible and which he spent with Daisy. And the first one with Pete.
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Dawn, I know I'm late, but here
Tai Lung/Shen: I'M GOING TO LOVE YOU!!
Shen/Tai Lung: NO, I DON'T DESERVE IT!!
*Aggressive-cute hugs and kisses*
Okay, honestly, I'm shocked.
You guys are so cute, I just can't! I will try to write a fanfiction as soon as possible!
I want to write a fanfiction where Donald finally talks to Scrooge, and this stupid miser finally apologizes to him
But I do not know if it is worth it, because I will definitely touch on Donald's love of wearing women's clothes....
The Lesbians✨