You Know, I Haven't Read The Dime Infinity Comic And I Don't Know If It Came Out At All (but I Really

Someone said shit about your boyfriend:

All I want for Christmas is you.

A little fluff for the New Year, don't blame me.

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A discreet knock on the door woke Donald up. He groaned softly and rubbed his eyes.

The clock on his phone said it was midnight. Who needs what at a time like this? Or was it just his imagination?

Another knock on the door refuted his thoughts.

— Yeah, I'm coming, I'm coming... — Donald grunted and carefully climbed down from his hammock, buttoning the top buttons on his nightgown.

He opened the door of his room and his eyes widened, gradually waking up from sleep.

— Uncle Scrooge? — It wasn't that it was unexpected to see an old duck here, it was more than surprising. The miser practically did not appear on the boat, only to invite the sailor to dinner or an adventure or to remind him that he had to pay rent.

— Hey... Good night, lad... — Scrooge greeted awkwardly, smiling sheepishly.

Donald just stared at his uncle for a while, until he crossed his arms and leaned against the door edge, suppressing a smile. It is even more possible to see Scrooge indecisive.

— What happened, uncle Scrooge? Do you need help with... — He twirled his hand in the air, choosing his words. — something?

Scrooge cleared his throat and Donald noticed for the first time that old duck was holding a pillow and a blanket in one hand.

— Tell me, lad... Aren't you cold by any chance? — He asked carefully, clearly wanting to hint at something. Unfortunately for him, Donald prefers direct words rather than hints.

— Nah, I'm fine. I was even able to fix the "insides" of the boat, so I even get hot sometimes. — He replied casually, stubbornly ignoring his uncle's hints.

Scrooge frowned slightly and smiled wryly.

— Oh, yeah? — Scrooge grinned awkwardly as he adjusted the collar of his nightgown, since it was really warm in the houseboat, that the old duck was also a little hot in his Victorian nightgown. — Then... Aren't you scared? It's so dark in here, you know?

The answer was a slight blush on Donald's cheeks and his movement to the side, showing a small night light on the table in the sailor's room.

Scrooge hesitated even more and he asked almost stammering.

— And you're not lonely? Yes, you are nearby, but not in the same room... — He fell silent when he saw photos of all the family members on the wall of the room.

Scrooge's beak was opening and closing, trying to think of something to say, and Donald interrupted him with his laughter.

— All right, all right! — The sailor took a breath to calm down and looked at his uncle with a cheerful smile with a hint of impudence. — Uncle Scrooge, even when I was a kid, I knew when you were lying so obviously. — He rolled his eyes and snorted, twirling his hand in the air. — Just tell what you want, I want to sleep.

Scrooge's face suddenly turned very red and the old duck looked away, trying not to look not only into the eyes, but at Donald in general.

He muttered something, but Don did not hear anything.

— What you say?

Muttering again.

— I don't hear, uncle Scrooge.

Muttering.

— Wha-

— CAN I SLEEP WITH YOU?! — Scrooge, tired of hinting at something, screamed sharply, startling his nephew, who jumped in fright and hit his head on the doorjamb.

Donald hissed painfully, rubbing his bruised head.

— You... Want to sleep with me? — What Donald experienced can be called a shock. Uncle Scrooge? Scrooge McDuck? Wants to sleep with him? Normally, it should be the other way around (to Donald's embarrassment).

Scrooge nodded hesitantly and coughed into his fist.

— I... I've been having nightmares lately.. — Scrooge felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him again, realizing that his words sounded like an excuse, when in fact it was true.

Donald stared at his uncle in shock for a few seconds before mentally slapping himself to recover. He grunted and stepped aside to let Scrooge pass.

— Well, I hope you'll be comfortable in the hammock and your back will be fine in the morning. — Scrooge rolled his eyes at another mention of his age, though a faint smile appeared on his beak.

— I'll be fine, don't worry about my back, thanks. — he grumbled, laying a pillow on the hammock and giving Donald a stern parental look.

Donald chuckled contentedly, amused by his uncle's grouchiness, but was interrupted by his own yawn from the next comment. The sailor snorted, realizing that the desire to sleep was stronger than the desire to make fun of Scrooge, and lay down in the hammock, settling himself comfortably.

Scrooge also snorted, but this time out of irritation, when Don lay down so calmly on his pillow, but decided not to arise for the sake of the safety of their sleep and just lay down on his nephew, covering them both with a blanket.

A minute later, the two ducks fell asleep, hugging each other. The warmth of each other and the gentle rocking of the hammock comforted them better than they expected.

Then, welcome to my world!

Hey! I've seen your work with Pete a couple of times and I really liked it! (I mean, how can you not love this asshole?)

I wanted to ask you what you think about the DonPete ship? It's just that I've recently become very addicted to it..

Hi! Aaaaa thank you, so glad people enjoy my Pete stuff! ✨

Hmm, I gotta say I dont know much of this ship! I haven't seen any Donald x Pete stuff, so its quite a new concept for me🤔

As a thought the ship sounds intriguing! Id love to hear where this ship comes from, is there any media that sparks it? Or some headcanons for this ship? I could believe they have a funky situationship, they do banter a lot!

Donald:

Fandom:

Imagine if there was an Anastasia Au for the caballaeros.

Roles first:

Anastasia — Donald Duck (of course 😏)

Dmitry — Jose Carioca and Panchito

Vladimir — Humphrey the Bear

Rasputin — Lord Felldreke

Bartok — Don't know... Sheldgoose or Leopold? Maybe both

Maria (Empress) — Scrooge McDuck

Nicholas ll — Hortense McDuck

Pooka — Ari

Sofie — Daisy

And now just a facts:

In the cartoon itself, the action takes place from Moscow to Paris. Here from Glasgow to London

Humphrey is a cute daddy bear (and a silent psychologist). They don't take him with them, HE follows them

Della is

Donald finds Ari in winter (as in the original). Ari was unconscious from a cold and Donald warmed him up under his coat and hugs. When Ari wake up, he thought he saw an angel

As you already know, Panchito and Jose play the role of Dmitry, but what exactly does it look like? I'll explain right now

I decided to divide Dmitry into two parts and so it turned out in general. But! That's not all!

Jose uses Donald for money (no wonder). His sick sister and her two sons and his cousin remained in Brazil. He travels the world trying to make money and most of his savings goes to them

Panchito also uses Donald (wonder). His family lives on the version they are trying to buy out

He's trying to make money so they can't buy the farm

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The story will be about how Donald learns to accept his voice and his craving for adventure

How will Jose understand that the world rests not only on lies, but also on trust and love

And how does Panchito find out that his family doesn't really care about money and they let him go into the world, for the sake of his freedom, not money

And Scrooge and Della will believe in a miracle again

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I do not know what to write next

I'm sorry I didn't answer for so long, I struggled with procrastination and exams!!

Love you, Bye ~♡

Hell yeah

I don't care what anyone says Queen Chrysalis will always be my favorite mlp character

Shen: Good morning, my love, children who have somehow become attached to me, by some miracle new siblings, idiot brother, idiot brother's fathers, nephew and asshole.

Tai Lung: Good morning, flower.

Furious Five: Good morning, miraculously acquired brother.

Four Constellations: Good morning, teacher.

Po: Good morning, bird bro!

Ping and Li Shen: Good morning, bird son.

Peng: Good morning, uncle Shen.

Shifu: Good morning, Shen...

Shen: I don't need anyone but my husband. Seriously, people, go fuck yourself.

Later

Shen and Tai Lung's sleepover with the Furious Five, Po and Kai, where everyone eats pizza, drinks wine and watches dramas.

Shen: ...

Shen: Wait, what the hell?

In the Middle Ages, where Donald changes places with Della so that she becomes a knight and he becomes a princess, but Donald is kidnapped by pirate Pete

Scrooge: Bring back my nephew, you son of a-!

Donald sitting on Pete's lap: Hey, Uncle Scrooge, meet my boyfriend.

Pete: Hello.

Scrooge: ...

Della: *trying not to laugh*

There will be three versions of ff, so wait for the following posts ;)

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It was one of the best days in the life of Panchito and Jose! They were finally able to create their own citizenship in America and now they can bring their third amigo — Donald Duck!

They were excitedly walking towards Donald's house... Despite the fact that they are in Duckburg for the first time...

But that's nothing! They're The Three Caballeros! They can find each other anywhere, anytime! They are real soulmates! It's just a pity, not in a romantic way..

And here is the house. Only, whose? Well, we'll find out now!

Panchito knocked

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Nothing?

Jose began to slowly fill with doubts. The wrong house? But their Donald-radar says otherwise. And he never let them down and was not wrong

He looked at Panchito and smiled gently

The rooster was still knocking on the door with a serious face. He clearly wasn't going to leave until the owner showed up

Suddenly angry footsteps were heard outside the door

The latin birds exchanged glances. Panchito even forgot that he was still knocking

"WHAT" — Donald shouted, opening the door. Jose and Panchito jumped in fright

A minute of awareness

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"Panchito! Jose!" — Donald shouted again, but this time with joy

He jumped on his friends and wrapped them in a tight hug

The latin birds immediately responded to the hugs and Panchito, with a loud cheerful cry, circled all three of them to Donald's joyful laugh and Jose's giggles

"Okay-okay! Let go, guys" — Donald said through laughter

But they didn't want to. They were afraid to let him go. As if, as soon as they let him go, he would be far away again

"Guys?" — the duck's voice made them break out of their thoughts and let him go

The Caballeros looked at each other with silly and happy smiles on their beaks

"Well, what are you waiting for? Come in!" — Donald interrupted the moment and headed into house leaving the door open

Panchito and Jose entered the house ignoring the pain in the heart and the red face of the duck

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It wasn't normal

Donald doesn't behave like that and shouldn't

Why is Donald so quiet? Why is he only talking? Wht isn't he singing? Why?

Why?!

Jose walking back and forth while Panchito was pressed (begging) for information

He would also have questioned the triples, but his head was full of bad thoughts and anxiety

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He's furious

He had never known that he could be do angry

But now he is not up to it

"Como pudo? No! Te atreves?!"

"Calm down, Panchito" — Jose replied casually strirring his coffee

"How I can be calm?! How YOU can be calm?!" — the named rooster stopped walking around the hall and turned to the parrot, who was sitting with his back to him

"It's simple, meo favorito" — Jose began, taking a sip of his drink, — "Donald needs who can support him, be there and hug him"

"And that's why we need to calm down" — Jose turned to Panchito — "Pelo bem do nosso patinho fofo Donny"

Panchito began to calm down under Jose's soft gaze and warm smile

"In any case..." — he continued — "She will pay for it"

Panchito felt a chill down his spine due to the sharp coldness in the parrot's eyes and voice

"Wow..." — he muttered in surprise after a moment of silence — "I even felt cold" — he shivered in place

"Warm it up?" — Jose grinned

"Warm it up" — Panchito shouted in response, apporoaching him

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Gladstone stagged back from the force of the blow he was awarded

He reached out his hand to his cheek, which was beginning to blush, and turned his gaze to the one who hit him

Donald was breathing heavily, clenching his fits

"I hate you..."

Gladstone prayed that he had heard

"What?..."

"I hate you" — Donald repeated, but a little louder

"I hate you. I hate you. I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU!!" — paul the end Donald started screaming

"WHEN WILL YOU STOP SPOILING MY ALREADY BAD LIFE?! HATE YOU!!" — his angry eyes began to fill with tears

"Donny..." — the grandma Duck tried to calm her grandson down, but he just waved her off and ran to the exit crying

The rest of the relatives just watched, unable to find words for this scene

"Glady...?"

Gladstone turned around

"What have you done?" — Abner asked with a murderous look while the triples were standing behind him

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"Donald?" — Donald heard his name and curled up even more tightly

"Donald!" — two voices shouted and rapid footsteps approached him

"Donald..." — duck didn't think his name would be so annoying

Suddenly he felt someone's shirt on him and he was abruptly lifted into his arms

Two smells enveloped him at once. From a short and someone else's chest. So relaxing. So sweet. Such relatives. Such favourites

The smell of Jose and the smell of Panchito

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"Now can we find out what happened?" — Panchito asked a little impatiently, watching the duck drink tea

"Nothing, just..." — Donald stumbled, but did not have time to finish because of the explosion, you will not believe it, Jose

"Nothing? Just?! NOTHING?! JUST?!! NOTHING?!!!" — with each word, Jose's tone grew louder and fiercer. Jose loomed over Donald, causing him to blush and snuggle up to the sofa behind him — "Amigo, you probably already forgot, but we found yo crying! Crying! Donald, you were crying! And believe me, my dear, we will not leave you until you admit what happened or find out for myself."

Jose stopped. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath

"Say it" — like a knife cutting butter, these words cut through the silence

"No..." — Donald swallowed and replied

Like hell he'd let them know

"Say it" — the parrot wouldn't let up

"No" — the duck didn't give up either

Panchito watched this fight from "No" and "Say it"

Another time it would have funny, he even went for popcorn! Unfortunately, not now, not in this situation

"Say it!" — Jose didn't stop

"OKAY!!" — Donald jumped up, all red and angry

Jose stepped back slightly. A small grin appeares on his beak, and hope appeared in his eyes. He glanced at Panchito, with the same expression on his face

"WHAT DO YOU WANT TO KNOW, HUH?! THAT MY LUCKIEST AND "COOLEST" COUISEN FOUND OUT THEY I'M TRANS?!" — the duck started walking around the guest room while his friends got a shock — "THAT I LIKE TO WEAR A DRESSES AND OTHER "GIRLY" THINGS! THAT I BROKE UP WITH DAISY!" — he went behind sofa and stopped, continuing to angrily confess — "ANOTHER CHERRY ON THIS CAKE SHOULD BE SO THAT HE FINDS OUT THAT I'M GAY! AND THAT I'M IN LOVE WITH BOTH OF YOU!" — Donald is done and breathing hard after his heated speech

When he calmed down and his breathing steadied, he turned to the rooster and the parrot

"Uh.. Guys?" — Donald got their attention — "The last part.. Did I say it out loud?" — his responses were a silent nod

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"Aw-phooey.." — Donald turned away abruptly. He took off his sailor hat and pressed it to his red face.

Why didn't he think about what he was talking about?! What will happen now? Will they hate him! Oh boy, how embarrassing!

But before Donald's stream of thoughts gets even worse (for his mental health), he was suddenly embraced by two pairs of hand and surrounded by someone else's warmth

"Oh, voce e tao fofa, what you embarrassed, bonitinho~" — the gentle tone and sweet portugusese speech reached the ears of the duck and he removed his hat from his face

"Hola, carino!" — Panchito's bright and cute face appeared in front of the duck

"What the..." — Donald could not finish, as Jose and Panchito said in one voice:

"We love you too!"

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"What?" — Donald asked with tears in his eyes

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"El QUE?!"

"Uch, Panchito, too loud" — Donald rubbed his right ear and looked at the sitting rooster with displeasure

"He-he... Lo siento, patito" — the duck just rolled his eyes and gently pulled him back to lie ion the bed

"But he's right, meu sol" — after a giggle Jose added raising himself on his elbows — "It's really... A terrible situation" — his hand gently stroking the duck's cheek — "I would cry too"

Donald snuggled up to the touch

"Don't, you have too cute a face for tears" — Jose just giggled again at the compliment and lay back down

The room dropped into a new pleasant silence

"Wait. Panchito?" — the rooster only purred in response — "Did you carry me in your arms ALL the way?" — in response, a new satisfying purr — "Aw-phooey.." — Donald buried his reddening face in Jose's shoulder while he laughed and Panchito was touched

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Bitch, I done