#fethryfatalist

[lxckyduck]

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"...if Nestor stole my little girl from me, does that mean you're her dad now too? Did you know about this? I feel so betrayed. And exhausted. Betrayed and exhausted."

[tcthinecwnself-a]

@fethryfatalist​ got Panchito the Sharp Shooter!

“You must be Donal’s primo! Cousin! Son of a gun! It’s a pleasure to finally meet you!” And with that the rooster takes Fethry’s hand in his and shakes it up and down, rather quickly too. “Mi nombre es Panchito!”

[daringinpink]

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“You’re Donald’s cousin Fethry, right? You’re one of the only members of the Duck family I haven’t completed my research on! Everything I find is so... contradictory.”

[krupnick02]

fethryfatalist replied to your post: ' and this is papyrus. he's one of my best...

((I teared up reading this ��))

(( I live for toons being all kids frontline of defense, ok. I could -ramble- about how important toons & kids are to each other and how every toon is gonna defend ‘um from danger no matter what if they can help it. ))

[xhumbuugx-a]

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Wait for It

“My mother was a genius, my father commanded respect. When they died they left no instructions, just a legacy to protect.”

[elviraarchived]

(( quietly, but with feeling: should i revieve my multi muse blog?))

[sewn-cutie]

99 Bottles of Italian Sodas

@fethryfatalist

Clementine was ecstatic! She was presently skipping down the road, wagon in tow and filled with two bags that contained nothing but coins. The child felt rich! The payment Puss gave to her in exchange for her muffins looked like enough to set her for life! 

Now all she had to do was find somewhere nice to spend it all!

As the girl walked down the pathway in search of something interesting, her blue eyes suddenly landed on a small stand in the distance. It reminded her of her own, but much more well-made. Maybe they were selling their own type of muffins? Or lemonade? Or ice cream?

Whatever the case, the little doll wanted to know! She hoped it was something sweet and cute, and that she could buy lots of it! She changed her pace to a trot, shoes squeaking as she dragged her wagon along.

[maudgical]

Maude gasps softly at the peeps, then makes the sound back at Dugan. She rubs his back, trying to keep herself from tearing up. He's being so cute! However she expected the duckling to react to her living with him, it surely wasn't this.

@maudgical

Dugan is a short duckling. He’s averaged for his height, but he’s so much younger than he normally acts. He’s almost always trying to put on a tough act, but it’s in moments like these that his true age may shine through.

He doesn’t waste a moment. He launches himself into Maude’s arms and hugs her like his life depends on it.

[compan-heiro-blog]

Man I really appreciate everyone who writes for a silly, goofy, childish and/or mentally ill adult character who treats this character like an adult without infantilizing the character at all.

It’s a major pet peeve of mine whenever someone decides an adult character has the “mind of a child” or whatever and they start treating the character like a baby hfkjdhgkdfg... It happens to a lot of my favorite characters.

[the-third-richest-blog]

Hey Rockerduck, I don't mean no trouble, but my uncle sent me here because apparently you lost a bet with him at the Millionaire's Club and owe him five dollars... Something about you not knowing as much as global economy as he knows... He seemed very happy about it. And he wants you to write a check, to make sure you're the one who paid for it... Sigh.

   Rockerduck deadpanned up from his papers to give this visitor of his a sneer. The sneer wasn’t all directed at him, more so the errand he had been sent on. 

   “Five measly dollars?” He gritted through his teeth, “You’ve got to be kidding me.” He groaned, shaking his head and wiping his eyes, nudging his glasses out of the way before pulling out his checkbook. He knew exactly what his visitor was talking about, god, he could still hear Scrooge’s stupid laughter in his ears. A bet was a bet, and apparently Scrooge was serious about it. He was hoping the old codger had forgotten, you know, being old as a fossil and all. Then again, he was laughing pretty hard at it, much to Johnny’s dismay.. 

   He happened to glance up, and then he paused, squinting. … “I know you, don’t I?” … Why did this duck seem so familiar? 

[maudgical]

@fethryfatalist

In the late hours of the night, Maude stares out into the hallway. She's still in shock and disbelief about her situation. Did her father really give her up? Was she going to spend the rest of her childhood living with Fethry and Nestor? Is all of this real? The stone she was handed, the suitcases that seemingly were out to get her feet, the hug from Nestor all felt real...but was it?

There was no way Maude was going to sleep, but she doesn't want to disturb anyone in the house either. She continues staring into oblivion without a single word, feeling strangely homesick.

[jose-carioca]

@fethryfatalist (sometimes a bird sort of wants to take a new actor under his wing but also the new actor probably doesn’t need it)

“It was a good fun time for you, yeees? Everyone nice to Fethry on set, yes? I am think they respect you much, and very nice people, but I want to hear your thought.... True thought.” José gently urges. “I have over years complained about many things about boss to you. If you are unhappy at all, I want to hear.”

He’s feeling protective. Sometimes being animated is hard, stressful... Acting can be tough miserable work sometimes. José wants to be sure Fethry has been treated well and is completely content. José has been through a lot in the past seven decades and he wants to be sure his dear friend is treated well.

[maudgical]

"I escaped! Trry to catch me now, suckerr!"

Maude was too excited that she got away from her father to fully notice Fethry? Perhaps she got a little too carried away.

Maude teleports to Fethry. Literally. She's in his arms now. The girl shrugs this off, just glad she could escape. "No zerrapy forr me! HAHA!" (Maudgical)

Fethry nearly falls over when his arms are suddenly full of duckling, but he manages to catch himself and Maude. His confused expression became sort of sad when she laughed in his face. “Oh? Why’s that?”

[compan-heiro-blog]

@fethryfatalist

EYEBROWS.

EYEBROWS.

EYEBROWS!

Nestor reaches out and gently presses his thumbs against Fethry’s eyebrows.

“A talking cockroach told me to do it.” He explains simply.

They’re so big. Thick. Black. Eyebrows.

[sors-salutxiiis-blog]

@fethryfatalist cousins reunite! hooray!

Eeuuck sudden touching. He should have known this would happen. “Fee, you need to ask before you touch people. Especially me.” Sometimes Gladstone wears fine pristine suits he doesn’t want other people putting their grubby hands on.

But he’s letting it slide today. He won’t say it out loud, but he’s missed Fethry terribly. Fethry is one person in this mess of a family who doesn’t judge and dismiss Gladstone instantly.

Uncle Scrooge is a name he associates with hard work. “So you’ve been working hard in the ocean? Sounds terrible. Why would you do that?”

[maudgical]

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Today had been an oddly...average day for Maude. Aside from minor inconveniences, nothing really bad happened to her. This has to be one of the best days she's had in a while!

However, her parents wanted to spend the night together, so the girl had to stay over at her Uncle Fethry's. She didn't even knock on the door yet before she was hit in the head with a baseball that some children nearby were playing with, causing her to slam to the ground.

She should have known that it wasn't going to last.