As Far As I Remember, He Was The Only Beagle Who Got A Gift From Santa, So He's Probably Hiding Roxanne

Scrooge: Why are you so cruel, Donald?

Donald: What? What are you mean?

Scrooge: *dramatic and sad breath*

Scrooge: *all in tears* Why do you call Duckworth dad and I'm not?!

Donald: Wha-...

Scrooge: You know how much I love you and now what?! Just an uncie?!

Donald: A

Scrooge: I also want to feel how much you love me! Why don't you call me "daddy"?

Donald:

Scrooge: Don't be silent, you're breaking my heart even more *:(*

Donald:

Donald: Did you have to start this topic right now?

*Literally in the heart of a tornado*

Scrooge:

Scrooge: And when else?

Donald:

Scrooge:

Donald:

Scrooge:

Scrooge: When we get back, will you start calling me "daddy"?

Donald: IF WE GO BACK, THEN FINE

At home

Scrooge: *smiling proudly*

Donald: *kill me or him*

Scrooge: So?~

Donald: I'm leaving.

Scrooge: No! *<:_0*

Do you know why I like family conflict so much in DT17?

Because they show us that EVERYONE is to blame for the conflict

Donald tried to secure the eggs, which is why he strangled his sister and uncle

Scrooge, despite seeing Donald's concern, built a rocket

And Della took the rocket

But at the same time:

Donald was too afraid for the children (and I think he used to be more or less adventurous, but after the navy he became even more afraid for his family)

Scrooge, after his 13th birthday (based on the comics), no longer knew how the family was really arranged correctly, and despite the fact that he probably believed that Donald was right, he did not want Della to move away from him

And Della, under the onslaught of her brother and the fear that after the boys hatched, her adventures would stop, she decided on her last adventure, and not to talk to her brother (and also, I believe that she had postpartum depression)

We see that all the parties to the conflict are to blame, but at the same time, they had their own reason to be like this

Except for the boys. These kids are not to blame for anything.

HEY GUYS

I'M SORRY I'VE BEEN AWAY FOR SO LONG. MY PHONE WAS BROKEN AND I WAS ONLY ABLE TO GET ALL MY DATA BACK TODAY!!

I MISSED YOU VERY MUCH, I LOVE YOU!!

Знаете что?

У МЕНЯ ДЕНЬ РОЖДЕНИЯ!! I'm happy birthday girl!

On my mind? It's just you.

Oh Donal, tell me, what's on your mind? Don't be shy. It's just me.

Scrooge kicks down the door: Are you fucking sex?!

Pete doing origami with Donald: Do we? Duckie, why didn't you tell me? I would put down the paper.

when a stranger askes who the triplets’ father is, Della Duck will always answer, “They don’t have a father, but they do have another mother”

she’s talking about Donald

Donald's Funny Names that I Accidentally Wrote:

Fonalf

Donalf

Dond

Fonf

Donf

Minnie: 💅

Donald: 🙁

Minnie is posing while waiting at a traffic light.

It's scary!

Donald had to go on an "exciting" expedition with his uncles again. Only no one told him that the expedition would be in the cave! In any case, it's not his fault that he's scared, so don't let them be outraged! Especially Scrooge...

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Donald swallowed. His knees bent slightly reflexively. His muscles tensed, and his fingers tightened on the straps of his backpack.

"Why does this cave look so intimidating?" — the question just popped into my head, as I immediately felt the impact of someone's particular cane.

— Come on, you bum! Move your legs! — Scrooge barked as usual and confidently headed into the cave.

"Tyrant." — Donald stated the fact in his head. Suddenly, Po felt a hand on his shoulder.

— I hope you haven't forgotten why we're here, right, Donald? — Ludwig was smiling cheerfully and expectantly.

— Yes, don't worry about it, Uncle Ludwig.. — Donald smiled awkwardly, regretfully recalling how throughout the 12-hour flight on the plane, while he was preparing their bags, Uncle Ludwig talked nonstop about this cave.

"Why can't we just say that there are treasures and possible pools of diamonds and oil?" — Donald still didn't know how oil and diamonds could be in the same place. Or as lucky as you can be...

— Great! Then I don't think it will be too difficult for you. — Ludwig cheerfully pinched one cheek of his nephew with his hand, and kissed the other.

— How long have you been there?! — After Scrooge's scream from the cave (how long and far is he in there?) Ludwig and Donald walked quickly.

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— How long do we have to go? — trying to hide the tremor in his voice (with a failure), Donald asked, looking around fearfully.

— Don't complain, Donald. You're not a little duckling anymore. — Ludwig said the last sentence in a joking manner.

— I will always be a duckling, Uncle Ludwig. — The sailor rolled his eyes and smiled. It usually annoys him when he is teased or treated like a child, but in this situation it calms him down.

— Surprisingly, it's a really good idea, nephew. — For the first time in the cave, Scrooge said something.

But why did he say that? Donald was about to say something, but then the light of Scrooge's flashlight fell on my bats, which flew searchingly at three ducks.

— WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK!!! — Donald's reaction was not long in coming.

Scrooge was only a little grateful, because his scream scared away the bats. He turned around to assess the condition of his nephew and son-in-law.

And... This made him jealous. Again.

Donald hugged Ludwig's neck with his eyes closed, legs tucked under him, while Ludwig himself looked very surprised.

The professor noticed the expression on his brother-in-law's face. He narrowed his eyes and smiled slyly.

— Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh~ — he hugged the sailor, thereby pressing him even closer to himself (much closer?!) and kissed him on the forehead — It's just bats, don't be afraid~

Scrooge's face became more and more red and distorted due to anger and jealousy. He gripped the cane with such force that it might have broken if the remaining strength had not gone to restrain himself.

He abruptly grabbed Donald with his cane and pulled him away from Ludwig.

— Enough of these stupid games! — Scrooge took him possessively by the hand and pulled him forward. — Time is money, and I don't want to waste either of them!

They continued on their way while Scrooge and Donald held hands. With some changes in appearance, when Donald hugged Scrooge out of fear.

At the same time, Ludwig, with a satisfied smile and hands behind his back, followed them, proud of his "prank".