DoofQuest- a Disney Villains Victorious CK2-Style Quest

[nwish425]

Collaborative Effort​

It took plenty of doing to get a proper meeting between the three of them going, but after what just happened it was no surprise Shere Khan and Xanatos wanted to talk after what just happened.

It's not often a King is arrested after all...

"I trust there were no complications on your part gentlemen?" Shere Khan asked the other two as they gathered around the table. "We can't let there be any loose ends connecting it to us."

"None whatsoever Khan," Xanatos assured the large tiger. "I've ensured the information is safe in the hands of those outside of Bellwether's reach, she's as good as declared guilty."

"And my work on the Night Howlers is ahead of schedule," Dr. Doofenshmirtz told them. "We'll be in the beginning stages bringing the feral predators out of it before the month is out. Are you sure you don't want to be involved David? This is as much your work as ours."

"No, better to be a collaborative effort between the two of you to save her victims." Xanatos responded. "As far as the public is concerned I had no involvement in this whatsoever."

"And both the Doctor and I get the good press from saving all of those poor victims of hers." Shere Khan added. "So what do you get out of it Mr. Xanatos?"

"Let's just say I've already gotten everything I wanted and leave it at that." And with that Xanatos raised a glass. "A toast, to a plan well executed."

After the toast they discussed their cover stories, they needed to make sure they didn't say anything to draw suspicion after all. It was quite the undertaking, and an unusual combination for the three of them to work on getting rid the the Mayor of Zootopia. However when Doof stumbled across information proving that she was going to make a move on Shere Kahn due to all of the predators moving to his territory the plot had begun. Xanatos joined in, after something in the sheep's possession, and provided them in push they needed to pull their plan off without a hitch.

Together they've managed to expose her entire operation to the public, all without leaving any clue to their involvement for the other Kings to stumble across, they made quite the team it seems.

"Now that that's out of the way there is one more thing..."

"Oh come now Doctor," Shere Khan told Doof. "You've been trying to get us to do that with you for half a year now, why would we now that the job's done?"

"Because my Musical-Inator is under the table."

"..."

"Damnit."

"Oh just humor him Khan," Xanatos said before the Inator went off. "Just roll with it, it's easier that way."

As the device activated music began to play as the three men fell under its effects, they reclined dramatically in their chairs as they looked over the information of their plot.

We are friends, are we not?
And our interests are the same
​

This was a different kind of song then Doofenshmirtz has sung in a long time... A proper villain's song, even if they were technically the good guys in this situation. The music was strong and dramatic as the pictures and documents swirled dramatically, revealing all kinds of things that had occured.

We collaborate
And trust in fate
To parcel out the blame
​

The lights darkened as Xanatos and Shere Khan joined in, the shadows grow longer as truly vicious and predatory looks overcame their faces.

There are ends we've all got that can justify the means
We negotiate
Then fabricate the facts behind the scenes
​

The scene shifts as their shadows seem to fall over the city of Zootopia, and the gathered angry crowds demanding Dawn Bellwether's blood for what she did. As far as they were concerned an old parcel of evidence left abandoned after the death of one officer Judy Hopps was located, a carrot shaped recorder containing her confession.

Keeping all the details vague and secrets hidden
Safe in the balanced sheet of those you trust
Because history is a story told by the winners of the fight​

It shifts to show an OWCA agent plant the recorder where it would be found by a bull named Bogo, a police chief and one of the few non corrupt officers left in the city. Along with more information that hasn't been revealed to the public thanks to Xanatos's efforts.

You imply a little
Lie a little
Testify and try a little mayor
​

Several animals that could testify against Bellwether are shown being smuggled out of the city to Shere Khan's territory where they'll be safe until the trap is sprung.

Who's gonna question what goes on
in the middle of the night?
​

Small operations were performed to weakon Bellwether's defences as some of the drugged predators were spirited away to DEI for research and treatment.

Not a tinker
Not a tailor
Not prey or predator
Or a jailer
​

The police are shown again, this time being led by Bogo and attacking the recently revealed drug lab where the Night Howlers were prepared.

So we all are agreed
Let's be vigilant and wise​

New of the true source of the feral predators were broadcasted that night to a shocked public along with the confession Officer Hopps was able to record before she was killed.

We must all pretend our hateful friend
Was caught in her own lies​

The next thing shown was Bellwether being led out by police though a large and angry crowd of animals. Led to a police cruiser and taken into custody.

For our plan to go far
one belief then we must guard
Dawn Bellwether stays and ends her days
Inside St. Canard
​

The next thing it showed was Bellwether in a small cell, not far from where many of the predators she had arrested on false charges were watching her with hate in their eyes.

Where the softest things she'll touch are stones and darkness
Deep in a craggy isle in dungeon's keep
​

Back to the hidden meeting room as Doofenshmirtz suddenly leapt up onto the table in front of him, sending many of the papers flying.

Because history's a story told by the men who make the laws
We supply a little lie
To help the gullible to buy a little fable
​

Doof sat back down as they began to pour everyone another round of drinks to celebrate, which both Shere Khan and Xanatos accepted and stood up before continuing.

What will become of the righteous men who fashions Bellwether's flaws?
The rich
And well respected
Are no more to be rejected at our table​

Doofenshmirtz steps closer to the table and raises his glass for a moment.

I'll be a comfort in their time of grief and anguish
I'll be their ever faithful acolyte
Every night
​

Both of the others raised their glasses to finish their little toast.

And part of me wishes Dawn didn't have to languish
But I can see it's her or me
Let her sit there and rot until she's forgot
Let her rot!
​

It cuts once more to the trio's shadows falling over Zootopia, converging on the small cell where Bellwether is being held before her trial.

History's a story told by the people who survive
Let me sign and then initial
It's the truth if it's officially the story
​

The darkness completely consumes Bellwether before it lifts to show the three of them surrounding her with predatory grins on their faces within an empty black abyss.

What if it costs us one young lamb so three more men can survive?
She's a price we have to pay
To live and fight another day for love and glory
​

They begin to grow as Bellwether sinks deeper and deeper into the abyss, totally defeated and alone, and awaiting a fate she fears will be worse than death.

She was standing in the way
A threat to justice in our day
​

Doofenshmirtz once more raises his glass.

So goes the story!
​

Xanatos raises his.

Stick to the story!
​

Shere Khan raises his and they all grin one last time.

Here ends the story!
​

They down their drinks and vanish from the darkness, it returns to Bellwether in her cell and falls silent. Lingering on her for a few silent moments.

And then fades to white...​

Spoiler

The song in question is A Story Told from The Count of Monte Cristo, I just needed to use it in some capacity in a setting where behind the scenes plots are such an important thing, and figured Bellwether would be the most likely target of a plot like that if her plans were learned by any of the other Kings.

 

[nwish425]

The Terror of Canard

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Warning: This Omake may be upsetting to some.

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Let us take a moment to consider another place left abandoned and broken in the wake of the paradoxes that have ravaged the United States. The once proud city of St. Canard, now a broken prison sitting across from Duckburg, a city gone mad.

Where once was a functioning society is now a disconnected group of criminal groups and those unlucky enough to still be in the city when it was sealed off. The criminals who remain in control now that Negaduck has left maintain an iron hold on the city's people. Anyone who attempts to break the status quo is quickly taken care of, left as a bloody display for all to see.

Let us see what it is like to be inside of this city, as a crowd gathers in front of the City Hall.

I know the gutter and I know the stink of the street!
Kicked like a dog, I have spat out the bile of defeat!
All you beauties who towered above me
You who gave me the smack of your rod!
​

Another rebel, someone who was traped when the city was sealed off, has been captured and is being paraded in front of the crowd, people who were once his friends and neighbors, before he is put to death.

Now I give you the gutter!
I give you the judgement of God!
​

The crazed crowd cheers as he is brought out, no longer caring about who is brought forth, only that it's someone else and not themselves.

Vengeance victorious! These are the glorious days!
Women of Canard come gather your bloody bouquets!
​

Met with cheers the executioner comes out to prepare, the rebel screams and wanted to escape but it's no use the crowd would tear him apart if he did.

Now gaze on our goddess of justice
With her shimmering glimmering blade!
As she kisses these traitors
She sings them a last serenade!
​

The rebel is forced to the ground and whipped repeatedly by the criminal who is running the show. The villain known as Paddywack, who feeds off of the fear the captive feels before he was executed.

Sing! Swing! Savor the sting!
As she severs you - Madame Guillotine!
Slice! Come, Paradise!
You'll be smitten with Madame Guillotine!
​

Cut to another part of the city where people fight over basic supplies in the remains of a burned out building.

The world may be ugly
But each man must do what he must!
​

A man is knocked to the ground and repeatedly struck with a metal pipe by a desperate duck until he stops moving.

Give in, pretty dear!
In a year you will be pretty dust!​

He is stabbed in the back by a woman who takes the food and runs, pursued by yet more scavengers.

Now come let our lady possess you!
In her breathtaking, hair-raising bed!
She will tingle your spine
As she captures your heart and your head!
​

Cut back to the square where the execution is happening, the crowd has lost control and some fights have begun to break out, several items in the vicinity have been lit on fire as Paddywack straps the rebel in beneath the guillotine's blade, smiling widely.

Sing! Swing! Savor the sting!
As she severs you - Madame Guillotine!
Slice! Come, Paradise!
Our Delilah will shave you razor clean!
​

Watching in horror is another rebel from a nearby rooftop, a duck by the name of Herbert 'Honker' Muddlefoot, neighbor and former friend of the late Darkwing Duck's daughter Goslyn.

God, when did man lose his reason?
Save us, my God, if you're there!
God, can you not feel the terror
Like a fire in the air?
​

The rebel struggles against his binding as Paddywack grins even wider and possesses the guillotine, bringing the blade down. The crowd cheers louder.

Flash! Slash! Glisten and gash!
She will ravish you - Madame Guillotine!
Slit! Madame just bit!
Give her more to bite! She's a hungry queen!
​

The rebel's head is severed cleanly in a spray of blood and it tumbled from the platform and the crowd devolved entirely, more would die this night, this crowd was out for blood.

Sing! Savor the sting!
As she severs you - Madame Guillotine!
Slice! Come, Paradise!
Hail, Her Majesty!
Madame Guillotine!​

Just another day in St. Canard.

Spoiler

The song is Madame Guillotine from The Scarlet Pimpernel, St. Canard is a very bad place to be.

 

[Stratagemini]

Notes from the Dracon Mob

Tony Dracon stood amidst the ruins of the Warehouse that David Xanatos had "Borrowed" from him. The fight had thoroughly wrecked the place, just like the businessman had promised. Xanatos had delivered on every single promise, as usual, and they'd even stopped an apocalypse together, which.... It wasn't that Tony wanted the Apocalypse to go through, but somehow Xanatos seems to have gotten all the glory of it and he got stuck with the losses, again. Only the fact that Xanatos was there in person with them fighting was enough to mitigate his rage at once again coming out the worse off from an encounter with the man. He got everything he wanted, but the stakes were so high for what he risked that it felt like a pittance, especially compared to Xanatos' gains, and the terrifying abilities of the "Contractors" that Xanatos had brought in.

It wasn't worth thinking too hard on. Xanatos was on another level, and Dracon had his own problems to deal with. His mob were mostly good, god-fearing Catholics of Sicilian decent, and there was a lot to take in for those few who had understood what had happened.

Proof that their beliefs were right, that they could be twisted like that... He'd already lost a few upright men to this new Huntsclan, but that was fine. The Huntsclan weren't honing in on his interests, yet, and if his men felt like they needed to do more to stop this sort of thing from happening again in the future? Well.... They were afraid, and Tony couldn't blame them.

The problem was with the rest of his men. They were nervous. Scared. They wanted to know that he was in control. That he had a plan. That he had this. They wanted to be more afraid of him than they were of the world, and... They couldn't be. Tony was many things but regardless of how scary he was, he wasn't that scary.

Controlling a mob wasn't easy. You needed to be available. You needed to be public, and more importantly you needed to be there in case of trouble. People needed to know he could handle things, and he could; for street crime. For this? Tony wasn't sure if anyone could handle this, even Xanatos.

Of course it was even worse than that. Because for all that Tony had chosen wisely when he sided with Xanatos, and Humanity; his grandfather did not choose as wisely.

In the aftermath of the Christmas massacre, as some of his guys were calling it, Tony had been called to identify a body, a body with distinctive marks around his forehead that Tony would never forget the appearance of. Dominic Dracon, his grandfather, was dead, and the wounds around his head? The Crown of Thorns.

He couldn't have been searching on his own. Searching for The Crown of Thorns, he would have asked for help from his family; from him. And if he wasn't working on his own then...

Tony winced as the truth became undeniable. His Grandfather had worked with Demona, and had a hand in almost ending the world. That wasn't what they were about.

Tony couldn't help but recall his first lessons from his grandfather in running the mob. He was making friends, networking, building connections, using his natural charm when his grandfather pulled him aside and told him to knock it off.

He'd told Tony about his favorite philosopher:

"Nicky Machiavelli; let me tell you what he said: You wanna use the reigns of power? First you gotta use your head. Nicky knew all the angles. Nicky laid it out real clear. You gotta choose fear or love, kid. You gotta choose love or fear."

The lessons came in parts and pieces as he struggled to be the sort of man worthy of succeeding his grandfather. Every question was tied back, every action attributed to the teachings of Niccolo Machiavelli, even why his Grandfather hung out outside the barbershop on the corner, playing chess and talking all day..

"Nicky's number one secret was availability. That's why I'm here on this corner; right where all the world can see. All my friends they sleep easy knowing that I'm always near. My enemies know it too though. It ain't about love it's fear."

Love and Fear. It was much easier in the old days. There weren't monsters in the sky. Christianity was real, but it wasn't tangible. It wasn't something that could wipe out humanity. What sort of kind and loving God left behind something like that? And now Xanatos probably had them. That was a thought to cause shivers down his spine. Xanatos called in his friends to help with things, and that's the only reason the day was saved. His teenage and monster friends.

The teenagers worked for Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated. They weren't professionals, they weren't soldiers, but somehow they were more effective than all his Caporegime and their soldiers.

Friends. Tony Snorted. He wasn't aware that those in power could have friends. His grandfather had disabused him of that notion early on.

"And as far as those friends go? Nick said just a real short leash. Treat 'em well, but eh not too well... Keep 'em in your debt, capiche? Give 'em too much they won't need ya. Give too little and they'll sneer. You wanna know what to give em? The answer ain't love... it's fear."

The speech had shocked him. His grandfather had tons of friends. He was the most popular guy in the neighborhood! But that wasn't how it really was.

"Franky, Tony and Jojo; Look at how it is with them. Sure you think those fella love me? Think again, says Nicky M. I make a joke they start laughing. Hell! They nearly stand and cheer! I'm funny, but I ain't that funny. That laughter ain't love it's fear."

Fear and friendship weren't good bedfellows. But Fear was essential for power. At least... that's what he thought. Except... He feared Xanatos, but it was pretty clear that none of his friends did. That girl with the Goose staff. The demon with the pink skin and horns. Even the Gargoyles seemed to respect him even if they didn't like him. Xanatos wasn't using fear to move the world. He was using something else.

"So then which one is better? Me? I take my cues from Nick. Kindness looks a lot like weakness, even when you spread it thick. Money can't buy you friendship. Love can always disappear... But fear is cash in the bank, kid. Fear puts gas in your tank, kid. And now you got Nicky to thank, kid. Forget about love, choose fear."

But... clearly that wasn't the only answer. There was something else. Something... Something else.

Xanatos was an impenetrable maze. The Gargoyles were just coming out into the spotlight. But there was one person whose troops responded to the call. A person who had managed to recruit teenagers and make them able to not only stop an apocalypse, but who was powerful enough and well regarded enough that they felt that they could sass and joke with Xanatos; because they could.

That was power. Xanatos clearly didn't see the minions as an equal. But there was enough respect for their master to treat them with respect as well. that wasn't something he'd ever paid towards Tony. It was power, and Tony wanted it.

"Listen now what I tell ya. This advice is you-know-who's. Love or fear... It's up to you kid; but you live with what you choose. Nicky told me his secret. I owe the guy my whole career. So now I think it's up to you kid. You're gonna choose love; or fear?"

When he was young, Tony had listened to his Grandfather. But now? Fear wasn't the answer. Fear was a stick that only held use until someone above you was worth fearing more. That was what had gotten his grandfather, he was certain of that.

Tony wasn't about to let it happen to him.

Fear had gotten him this far, but it wasn't enough. There was something out there, something greater. Xanatos saw people as tools. He held nothing sacred. Tony was sure of that much. Xanatos wouldn't respect those kids or their master if it were just down to their skills. There was something more than that. It wasn't fear, either. Tony knew what fear looked like. This was something different. It was the answer to his problem.

In the crisp January air of New York City, Tony smiled. Love. Love was stronger than fear, and Dr. Doofenshmirtz had learned to harness it for true power.

It was time to choose another path. Niccolo Machiavelli was a dead philosopher for an age long past. It was time to discard his teachings. Tony had a new teacher.

It was time to follow the lead of Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz.

Spoiler

So, Dracon is actually dead in the canonical timeline. That means that this is Apocrypha (or maybe a side story?) no matter what. WereDrago2 mentioned I could use glasses as the protagonist instead, but I think I actually like Tony as the protagonist here and I like the idea of this as a "What If?"

I put a lot of thought into what DoofQuest character worked best for the song, and I still think Tony's the best fit. Maybe the QMs will take elements of characterization for Glasses though. Who knows?

The Song is Nicky Machiavelli from A Bronx Tale. Which is a good (non-musical) movie and an Excellent (non-movie) musical. I recommend it to anyone who likes mob stories, period pieces, coming of age stories, or doomed and tragic romances.

 

[nwish425]

Three Sides​

The scene begins with David Xanatos sitting at his desk, looking over reports on the aftermath of the Twelfth Night, and attempting to come up with a plan using his new information from Dr. Doofenshmirtz. To think the man could break probability for a time, without magic. He needed a break, he leaned back into his chair, looking to the side at a picture of him and Fox for a moment and standing. He steps out to look out the large window in his office, looking down upon New York, pondering just what to do. Not for the first time he ruminated on the nature of the little game he's been playing, and the ghosts that seem to haunt his dreams because of it.

He didn't even notice the music that slowly sink in, or when his thoughts were put to lyrics and sung aloud.

See the moon slink down in the sky, darling.
Let your fantasies fly, darling.
Life is cold, and the game is old.
​

In another part of the city was the cause of the Twelfth Night, a Gargoyle woman named Demona, as she once more thought on her situation, how she has been betrayed by everyone she thought she could trust, never reaching the real conclusion, that she was the cause of her own problems. She too joined the song.

Just see how virtue repays you -
you turn, and someone betrays you.
Betray him first, and the game's reversed!
​

Then they are joined in a strange duet, framed as if they had their backs to each other as they sung on, outside a storm began to brew.

For we all are caught in the middle
of one long, treacherous riddle.
Can I trust you? Should you trust me, too?
​

The both of them no longer seem to be alone, ghosts of those they've wronged seem to materialize within the room, watching as they sing.

We shamble on through this hell,
taking on more secrets to sell
​

They both turn their backs and face the phantoms, only for them to vanish a moment later, a simple figment of guilty consciences.

'til there comes a day
when we sell our souls away!
​

The scene shifts now to yet another scene in the city, as a large Gargoyle clone known to most as Alexander Thailog, he to looked over the city as he plotted. However instead of guilt he felt only joy at the prospect of his actions, a grin forming on his face as he joined in the song.

Through the mist, your lover is beckoning ...
comes that moment of reckoning.
Faces change, even smiles grow strange.
​

Now the three of them are joined together, shown as if facing each other.

And we all have so many faces,
the real self often erases.
Enticing lies flicker through our eyes!
​

Outside the storm rages into full force, lightning crashes and the streets begin to flood.

Feel the terror draw ever nearer
the more you stare in the mirror,
but hold your own, face the wind alone.
​

Then it cuts once more to Xanatos in his office as he sits down in his chair and looks once more at the picture of him and Fox.

Reel on, love! Toughen your scars!
Year by year, we're falling like stars
​

He stands again to face the window, a fire in his eyes once more as the storm grows even worse.

'til there comes a day
when we sell our souls away!
​

Thailog grins even wider as the storm rages on, plans on how to finally kill his remaining fathers running though his mind.

Can I run to you?
Are you true to me?
​

Xanatos is now fully standing in front of the window as an image of his son lashes though his mind, then his eyes grow even more determined.

I'll do unto you
as you do to me!
​

Demona looks up to the storm, as the rain falls upon her her eyes shift once more to uncontrollable hatred as the lightning flashes again.

And we slowly learn
someone has to burn -
​

Then it cuts to black, before a bright light erupts from flames within a black abyss, the three of them now standing amongst the flames facing each other.

Better you than me!
​

The three of them slowly walk towards each other, anger growing more and more as the fire grows higher and higher.

Oh, ev'ry Judas once loved a Jesus!
But finally, treason will seize us!
And only fools follow golden rules!
​

Then as quickly as it arrived the scene is gone, and the tree of them are back where they were before, but now all seeming to look directly at each other despite the distance.

We all are caught in the middle
of one long treacherous riddle
of who trusts who ...
maybe I'll trust you ...
but can you trust me?​

It zooms in on Xanatos in his office, but from an outside perspective though the window as a large grin slowly forms, a plan finally forming.

Wait and see!​

Spoiler

The song is The Riddle from The Scarlet Pimpernel, I just thought it fit Xanatos pretty well and decided to make an omake about him with it. I didn't even need to change any lyrics to make it work. As for the title it's a play on of the saying two sides of the same coin.

 

[Alchemist767676]

Poaching Eggheads​

L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N had finally suffered the final indignity at the hands of their hated enemy, Doctor Doofenshmirtz. The indignity of being used for such menial tasks as company buyouts and upgrading his stupid robots was bad enough, but the company retreat to Drusselstein was a clear declaration of his disdain and jealousy for their superior intellect. Many among them would never get over the horrors of traditional drusselstein cooking.

So, L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N was left with only one remaining option. Kill Doctor Doofenshmirtz with their superior intellect and mad science capabilities!

It was for this reason that they had met up in their secret lair, the deli cafe of the local Betsy Ross Stop & Shop, the only dining establishment in all of Danville that had yet to ban them for life.

Their scheming was going brilliantly, they already had a genius plan to bring about the downfall of their most hated enemy. First they would clear the building of Doofenshmirtz' loyalists through temptation that no being, man or god could resist, one hundred free tokens at Funzo's Funzone! After that they would place a male platypus in the middle of their lab, where Doofenshmirtz would see it and immediately pick it up and hug it due to his obvious love for the animals. Then, the platypus would be startled by Professor Bloodpudding's machine that makes loud sounds while also creating bright flashes. This would cause the platypus to inject its venom into Doofenshmirtz, leaving him plaralyzed on the floor with pain long enough for Rodney's living glacier to crush the hateful little man to death against the wall. Truly this plan was fool-proof. The only flaw preventing this brilliant plan from going into motion this very second was that they were all banned from Funzo's Funzone and their staff was canny enough to see through their brilliant disguises.

Rodney approached the counter wearing a fake mustache and a giant pair of glasses.

"Yes, hello. I would like to purchase-"

The bored teenager looked up at Rodney and hate burned in her eyes. "Oh no! You creeps are not getting back in here! Not after what you did to the ball pit!" She shuddered in revulsion and ran to the back.

"Um, no! You must be thinking of someone el-"

The teenager returned wielding a broom which she repeated to beat Rodney with. "Out! Out!"

Rodney shuddered at the thought of the teenager's power. Clearly L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N would have to take vengeance on Funzo's following the death of Doofenshmirtz, but in the meantime they had to come up with a better disguise. The discussion of how exactly they would develop this disguise had been ongoing for the better part of two hours, when it was interrupted by the sound of an approaching segway.

The group of mad scientists turned and saw a grey parrot approaching them, whilst jamming out to the song playing through his ear buds.

He arrived at their table and exclaimed, "Hey! Wassup, you guys L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N, the brilliant scientists?"

Rodney smiled at the group being recognized for its brilliance. "Of course we are!"

"Cooool! What's this some awesome science junk?" The parrot said picking up the table napkin they had scribbled their evil plans on.

"Yes! It is our plan to destroy the hateful Doctor Doofenshmirtz and assume control of his empire ourselves!" Doctor Diminutive exclaimed to the entire supermarket.

Rodney cringed. Even he had enough awareness to realize that loudly broadcasting one's assassination plans was not conducive to those plans suceeding.

Instead of the bird fleeing in terror, he asked, "Oh? And why would you want to destroy Doctor D? Everyone seems to love him."

"Bah! He refuses to respect our superior intellect and keeps giving up simple drudgery even a child could handle! We could do so much better than him!"

"Hmm. You know what? You're right! You could do so much better than him! In fact I am that better than him!"

"What?" Rodney asked. This was usually the part of the rant where people backed away slowly. He wasn't really sure how to proceed now that someone had stayed.

The parrot handed Rodney his business card and said, "I'm the founder of a cool little tech startup and I need some big brainy guys on my team. How about it?"

Rodney looked at the card, Mark Beaks, Beak Enterprises, it said alongside a phone number on the bottom.

"And would we be doing important work at Beak Enterprises?" He asked.

"Pshh, yeah! Robots, lasers, aeroplanes, awesome stuff like that. So how's five million a person sound, we got a deal?"

Rodney smiled, finally someone smart enough to appreciate their brilliance. "We'll keep in touch."

 

[nwish425]

DEI Tourism Advertisement


♬Doofenshmirtz Tourism Agency♬ ​

The jingle echoed out as Dr. D entered the building, in an effort to help the progress and profits of DEI's entertainment industry Doof decided it was a good idea to prepare a new advertisement for people to see what the Sovereign Nation of Doofania has to offer. He was there to see the finished product before it entered circulation.

"Ah Sir, you're here!" The receptionist said when she noticed him enter the building. "They're just down the hall waiting for you, I'll let them know you're on your way."

Heinz thanked the woman and made his way to the office where they would be viewing the ad, the director and lead editor were both waiting for him, exchanging quick pleasantries before sitting down to view the screen.

Do you want to change things up?​

It opened on a normal looking family having a picnic in a normal looking countryside, despite the relative tranquility the family looked bored, as if they've had this picnic a dozen times already and it's charm had worn away after the first few. As they were sitting around a storm began to brew above them, eventually forcing them to take shelter in a nearby building. Once inside they found Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz waiting for them.

Go somewhere that never gets old?​

The family watches as Doof approaches the door they entered from with a grin.

Where something new and exciting is always happening?​

He reaches for the door, a bright light shining from the other side as it opens.

"Hold your breath," He says as the door swings open and the light begins to fade. "Make a wish, Count to three."

It opens to reveal downtown Danville, the clashing styles of the buildings shot in a way as to dazzle and delight, DEI headquarters stood in center frame as the family slowly walked out to take in the sights.

Come with me and you'll be
In a world of pure imagination​

The door closes and the family looks to see Dr. D greeting them with open arms, singing as he begins to lead them though the city.

Take a look and you'll see
Into your imagination​

They race down a bizarre and delightful cityscape where everything is different, every building a unique and unexpected design, as they reach accommodations in a hotel overlooking a purple and green lake decorated to shine in the night. People go swimming, unaffected by the coloring , and relax on the beach.

We'll begin with a spin
Traveling in the world of my creation
What we'll see will defy explanation​

Doof leads the family out of the hotel and brings them to his flying car before sitting in the driver's seat and motioning them to get in. Which they do with smiles on their faces.

If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it​

He drives though the sky over a racetrack filled with exotic and strange vehicles, a race is going on, SPLIT/SECOND, one of the greatest races ever conceived. Several cars jump up off a ramp and pass through the air near the family as they drive over.

Anything you want to, do it
Want to change the world?
There's nothing to it​

After that they pass by the ACME headquarters and Little Toontown, the toons that live in and make up the neighborhood greet them as they pass through with humorous gags and hijinks happening all around them. Several theaters showing cartoons from the golden days of animation shown prominently.

There is no life I know
To compare with pure imagination
Living there, you'll be free, if you truly wish to be​

As a musical interlude plays they pass by a group of Normbots on patrol who greet them with a friendly smile before continuing on, they fly over a large field willed with dinosaurs, honest to god dinosaurs on display and interacting with each other.

If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it​

Then as soon as it began they returned to the square where their journey began, the door they entered from opening once again as Dr. D waved them though with a smile.

Anything you want to, do it
Want to change the world?
There's nothing to it​

When they pass though they're once again in the countryside from before, their picnic left untouched, no storm can be seen. Doof watches them walk away before his smile turns slightly sad as he slowly begins to close the door.

There is no life I know
To compare with pure imagination
Living there, you'll be free, if you truly wish to be​

As the door closes fully some text begins to appear on screen, information and how to contact the tourism agency to plan a trip to Danville and experience it all for themselves. Then the ad ends.

"Well sir," The director asks. "What do you think?"

"Unacceptable!"

"What?" The director said, confused as to what could be making Dr. D so angry. "But it's everything you asked for!"

"Not everything!" He says as he rewinds the video. "See that!"

"I don't see anything."

"It's called..." Doof begins to tell them. "DOOFANIA, NOT DANVILLE!"

Spoiler

The song is Pure Imagination from a childhood favorite of mine, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. Obviously taking place after we eventually get Dino Entertainment and SPLIT/SECOND.

 

[Zerohour]

The recent revelation of Gargoyles to the public had repercussions, everyone could see it, not matter how ignorant they were, or how deep they shoved their head in the sand. However, while the sudden shift in paradigm sent ripples across the world, it was but one of a seemingly endless series of changes.

But the world of shadows was a smaller world, and what was a small rippled in the world of light turned into a devastating wave in the insular communities. Every single member of the magical world was affected on a personal level by the change, forcing them to revise their perspectives, whether they liked it or not.

While magic as a whole remained a secret, the fact that such creatures had manged to live among humanity for so long without becoming apparent... it made some people question their reality, look a bit closer at the shadows of society.

And from the other side, a number of practitioners and factions were re-evaluating their standing. Some were considering stepping into the light as the gargoyles had, others screamed for the opportunity to move freely at the Guardians now could.

And there were those who knew and hated the world behind the veil, they would have an easier time recruiting like minded individuals, people who found comfort in hatred and fear, who would rather destroy than understand.

They would lash out at whatever they found, and their crimes would go unnoticed, or even worse, praised for protecting the innocent, elevated to a position of power by the ignorant masses. That would only serve to drive them to be bolder, more vicious, crueler, more destructive.

And of course, there were plenty of powers that could be stirred up by their zealotry. Monsters that should be left sleeping could be awoken, isolationist factions could be drawn into the spotlight due to their actions, and enemies that had lived for millenia might be reminded of their long burning hatred.

On the other hand, it was possible that things would stabilize, that the instinctive hatred and rejection would give way to wisdom and understanding, the the radicals would be derided and forgotten. Perhaps some of the ancient powers would stir to restore balance, acting as guides, or some champion would emerge to illuminate the world of shadows, letting them live in the light among the mortals in harmony.

It was too chaotic to say one way or another. It was all too easy to stoke the fires, too simple for a single event to tilt the scales that had not settled. Even small changes could have a dramatic impact, and no one knew what the fallout would be. It was a delicate balancing act, one that could swing any one of a hundred different ways.

His ability was limited, his magical knowledge was focused on the theoretical, to better aid in the development of his artifice. Crudely throwing power around like a teenager looking for trouble had never appealed to him, and it left all but the most overwhelming powerhouses exhausted in short order. His arts required months or even years of research and refinement to reach their full potential, but it was hard to argue with the end results.

That came at a price though. It had been a long time since he had been out in the world, things had doubtlessly changed while he had been locked away in his workshop, and knowledge was the most powerful weapon he knew how to wield. It was time to hone that particular blade.

He picked up his staff, and locked up his workshop. It was time to see how the world had changed, make connections in the shadows, and walk in the light for the first time in a long time.

He wouldn't be the only one.

 

[nwish425]

Gallows Humor
​

In the city of Los Angeles a small group of toons were running for their lives, they were members of the Red Car trying to make it to their safe house. Judge Doom had found them and they needed to make sure there was nothing for him to use to find anyone else. The Toon Patrol was on their way, possibly with some of those Cog machines he's been working on. They barricaded the door and prepared their defenses, not noticing when the music began to play or the voice of Judge Doom on the air.

What is this feeling of power and drive
I've never known, I feel alive!​

Several patrol cruisers pulled up in front of the known Toon Railroad building, members of the Toon Patrol quickly cordoned off the area and prepared to attempt to breach the building.

Where does this feeling of power derive
Making me know, why I'm alive​

As they were setting up several more vans arrived, and the dip was quickly removed so that any captured Toons could be quickly neutralized.

Like the night it's a secret
Sinister, dark, and unknown
I do not know what I seek, yet I'll seek it alone​

The first attempt to breach the building was met with failure thanks to a series of strategically placed mouse traps causing the attacking weasels to back away in pain as they dropped their weapons.

I have a thirst that I cannot deprive
Never have I, felt so alive!​

As the second group was driven off by more comedic traps a few of the Toon within the building got bold and launched an attack on the next group in person, pies and anvils being used to great effect to drive off the Toon Patrol.

There is no battle I couldn't survive
Feeling like this, feeling alive!​

Unfortunately for them one last car pulled up, painted entirely black, the very sky seemed to darken with its approach and all present felt a chill run down their spines.

Like the moon, an enigma
Lost and alone in the night​

A gloved hand clutching a large large skull headed cane as a tall black hat poked out from behind the door.

Damned by some heavenly stigma
But blazing with life!​

As the figure stood fully the Toons outside had to repress their fear, as the devil himself in a dark trench coat revealed himself. Judge Doom was here, no emotion showed on his face as he took in the scene and motioned.

It's the feeling of being alive
Filled with evil but truly alive
It's the truth that cannot be denied
It's the feeling when Judge Doom arrives​

As he did so two Cogs dropped down to contain the attacking Toons, which they did to great effectiveness.

Wait
What's this?
Sweet miss
I thought I had lost you​

Those still inside forced themselves to look away before their captured friends were placed slowly into the Dip, dissolved until nothing remained. The sound of a heartbeat steadily grew louder.

It's fate
What bliss
Sweet miss
Your folly will cost you dear​

As the Toons screamed Doom passively watched on, slowly allowing a grin to appear on his face as they sunk deeper and deeper.

My dear
You'll see
You'll never escape me a meal​

The grin grew wider and wider, until it was much to wide for any human to be capable of, but nobody saw.

I fear
You will pay dear
My dear​

Nobody that is, except for the Toons moments before their death, realizing in their last moments that this madness was caused by the hands of one of their own, by a Toon. The heartbeat grew louder and louder all the while, and the sounds of a feral beast began to make themselves audible.

Animals trapped behind bars in the zoo
Need to run rampant and free!
Predators leave for the prey they pursue
This time the predator's me!​

The Toon Patrol prepared for another assault but Doom stopped them, he had a plan of his own.

Lost like a raging desire
Fills my whole soul with its curse
Burning with primitive fire
Berserk and perverse​

Those inside didn't know what was coming, only realizing what was happening when the sounds of something being hooked up to the door was heard.

Tonight, I'll plunder heaven blind
Steal from all the gods
Tonight, I'll take from all mankind
Conquer all the odds!​

Outside the Dip tanks were almost done being set up, one member of the Toon Patrol was just about to pull the lever to start pumping when his hand was knocked aside by Judge Doom.

And I feel I'll live on forever
With Satan himself by my side!​

The grin returned to Doom's face, and he pulled the lever.

And I'll show the world that tonight
And forever the to remember is Judge Doom they'll cry!​

Inside the save house the dip began to pump into the building, killing many of the Toons within minutes, those who didn't were forced to climb to the top floor as the building slowly filled with Dip, they were trapped, with no way out.

What a feeling to be so alive
I have never seen me so alive
Such a feeling of evil inside
That's the feeling of when Judge Doom arrives!​

Outside the screams began to be heard as the Toons dissolved one by one, the media would report that the Toon Patrol with Cog aid,led by the fearless Mayor Judge Doom stopped a group of radical Toon terrorists before their plan could come to fruition. Nobody would question it.

And this feeling of being alive
There's a new world I see come alive​

The last thing the last Toon say before being dissolved was the grinning form of Judge Doom, and eyes turned wild and red with bloodlust. A Toon eyes... no...

It's a truth that cannot be denied
There's no feeling like when Judge Doom arrives!​

A wild animal's eyes...

Spoiler

The original song is Alive from Jekyll and Hyde, and despite I wasn't the biggest fan of my slight edits to the lyrics I think this song is a perfect fit for Judge Doom. I view him as a wild and uncontrollable animal that does whatever it wants, merely pretending to be a normal person so that he can continue his endless hunt. Let me know what you think about this one.

 

[Stratagemini]

Mayor Bellwether; Apex Predator?​

Officer Clawhauser loved Gazelle. Her Lyrics, her grace; everything about the pop star was fantastic! And normally that wasn't an issue. Until today.

Don't be fooled by the ears
She is not playing fair
She is stalking her lair
For the thrill of the kill

Clawhauser's breath quickened. He was well aware of his position as the last predator left on the force after the nighthowler killings case, and the way that Mayor Lionheart was sacked. he shouldn't be listening to this. It didn't take much to see the pattern. The slightest black mark against him and he could be next. If he lost this job, he wouldn't be getting another one.

Every person in town
Is aware of her stare
When she smiles so fair
They go perfectly still

Gazelle wasn't wrong. Ever since Mayor Lionheart was jailed, Zootopia had been getting more and more suspicious of predators. New laws had been popping up every other day, and each of them specifically targeted towards his own kind. Clawhauser wasn't a good investigator. He wasn't in great physical shape. But that didn't mean he wasn't a good cop. He was friendly and cuddly, pleasant to everyone. His demeanor made him ideal for front desk duty, where he regularly dealt with victims of terrible crimes whose trust in the rules, and in authority was damaged. That's why he was assigned to the front desk in the first place.

All their eyes say, "don't attack me."
Watch them sweat and pant and shake
Every food chain has its acme
And Bellwether eats steak

Clawhauser's breath quickened. He really really should not be listening to this. Gazelle would be next, he realized. Just like the others who criticized Mayor Bellwether. She would be 'murdered by another predator gone mad.' A 'tragic' fate that for some reason just kept happening to those that defended the 'mad beasts.' The pattern was clear. It didn't take an ace detective to uncover it. But even though everyone knew what was happening, no one did anything about it. Except for Gazelle. Poor Gazelle.

She's the queen of the beasts
She can smell your fear
In this biosphere
She's the apex predator

Bellwether wouldn't be letting her live. Bellwether hated predators. To be compared to one herself...

Like a lionesses
Only with less claws
Don't fall in her paws
She's the apex predator

He shouldn't be listening, but... he didn't have any control over the radio. How did it get on the radio!? Bellwether controlled everything! There were laws in place to stop this. Her thugs and goons were in place to stop this. But it was playing nevertheless!

At the watering hole
See the preds who weren't nice
Have to scatter like mice
From a jungle cat

How. How? How!? This would infuriate her. Bellwether would be striking back. Gazelle was in danger! She knew, she had to know! If she wrote this song she had to know she had to protect herself, right?

And though Judy was great
She did not have this power
People literally cower
Judy can't do that

Clawhauser's stomach turned as he remembered the cute little bunny officer that died. her memory used as a rallying cry and an explanation for the behavior of predators.

Clawhauser didn't hate her, though most predators did, now. Judy was a cop, not a scientist. She shouldn't have been asked to figure out why predators were attacking, and her theory was clearly wrong and shouldn't have been accepted. She wasn't malicious, she was scared, and ignorant and...

And dead. A victim more than a Martyr, Clawhauser suspected. Murdered to make a case for a cause that Clawhauser knew the Bunny Officer wouldn't have championed had she been alive.

See her mark her territory
As we follow in her train
We were victims, we were quarry
Now we shake our manes

The words were almost praising, but the tone? The tone was deeply sarcastic. This wasn't just a protest song, not just a condemnation of Bellwether; this was a condemnation of everyone who followed her using language that they could understand. They were predators too. Clawhauser could already picture where this was going. Bellwether would turn on them as well snapping at every sort of threat.

She's the queen of beasts
And we're in her pride
We have hitched a ride
With the apex predator

The song was masterfully written, and that was the problem. It wasn't subtle at all. Gazelle would be dead by the end of the day! He had to save her. But he had no idea where to go!

And it's kinda fun
When she bares her claws
When we're safe because
We're with the apex predator

"Clawhauser!" Chief Bogo's voice echoed down the hall. "I need you at this location. Now."

The Chief passed Clawhauser a note with an address folded around a key. This wasn't how assignments were handed out. he had to ask.

"Is... this a request from city hall, sir?"

Did I think I'd be protected by the newfound status quo
Not a chance if she suspected
I was any kind of political foe

The chief looked horrified at the question. That he even had to ask. He shook his head, a frantic look in his eye. "No. No it's not. It's... There's someone who needs protection there, who is in danger. This is a personal request. From me. I.... I don't know who else I can trust for this."

Clawhauser was the only predator left on the force, her realized. Everyone else... especially the new hires pushed through by the mayor... There was no way that the force wasn't compromised. The only question left was.... was Chief Bogo compromised as well?

But she doesn't know yet
No, she doesn't know yet

Clawhauser made his decision. Chief Bogo supported him. He put him on the front desk not because he was a fierce predator, but because he was cheerful, friendly, and cuddly. Chief Bogo saw him for what he was, not for the stereotypes about Cheetahs. If he was compromised... Who could he trust?

She's the queen of beasts
In this beastly town
Gotta keep things down
With the apex predator

He rushed out the door. He wasn't fast. But he had a mission from the chief, and that meant he could take a car. The key for one was even included in the paper. If the chief had it, it could only be one car, his own personal vehicle, and that meant it would be parked in the Chief's reserved parking space.

Clawhauser found it in seconds, and seconds later he was inside, turning on the car, the radio blasting onto the same channel that the Chief had ordered months back to be kept playing in the station lobby.

So We're kinda friends
But We're kind of prey
Judy, what a day
With the apex predator

Gazelle was in trouble, and Clawhauser knew how the chief felt about her. He at least was legitimate in his intentions. There would be no turning back after this. They'd have to go on the run. Gazelle had lit a fire with her song. No one else had acted when there was no one else to rally around, but this? this was an anthem that could spark a movement. It wouldn't be smothered in its crib. Clawhauser would make sure of it.

Will she braid your hair
Will she eat your heart
How can you outsmart
The apex predator

He just had to survive to save her first.

Spoiler

The Song is Apex Predator from Mean Girls. It officially closed on Broadway a couple days ago. Mean Girls was absolutely fantastic, and I recommend it to anyone who can see it. And for those who can't the soundtrack is amazing too. Give it a listen.

 

[nwish425]

A Night to Remember: Remarkable Ride​

"Alright, we managed to get through dinner, somehow..." Hego said as we watched Doofenshmirtz and Shego continue their meal. "Now we need to get the ride over to DEI headquarters ready. How's that going by the way Janus?"

"It's ready, just to your specifications." Came the response from over the phone. "But are you sure I'm necessary for this? Seems like a waste of my experte-"

"Yes it is necessary Janus now get it done!" Hego hung up on the eccentric scientist, some people right? He quickly checked in on everyone else before he got a call from Agent Russ. "Yes what is it Russ?"

"We have a problem." It's always something isn't it. "Got some troublemakers planning to make a move on them as they make their way to headquarters."

"How did they find out?" Hego asked. "Do I need head over to help?"

"We've got it handled here, don't worry about that." Came the response. "Just make sure nothing goes wrong, some of them might slip though and try something. I got to go, good luck!"

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As the phone disconnected Kitsune grinned and ender her illusion, he just makes it so easy! As she giggled to herself a figure came up from behind. Agent Russ looked at her with an unreadable expression.

"Give me back my phone."

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This is bad, this is very bad, thank God that Russ seems to have a handle on the situation, but what to do... He can't let anything happen, Shego would rush into any fight that breaks out and ruin the entire night! He's worked too hard to let things slip through his fingers now! He just needs a plan, something that would prevent a fight from breaking out in the first place, something like...

He places one last call.

"Von Drake?" He asks. "I need your help."

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As the 'happy couple' left the restaurant they were greeted by an unusual sight. A specially made vehicle made for them, designed to be able to have a band play live for them as it drove, flanked on all sides by Mongol warriors riding freaking dinosaurs! At the head was Genghis Khan himself, towering over the both of them as he stepped forward and seemed to size Shego up, instinctively she stood straighter, ready to defend herself if necessary, before Temujin seemed to come to a conclusion and nodded to himself.

"Би зөвшөөрч байна," He said in his native tongue. "Тэр бол маш сайн сонголт."

"Ah..." Doof said to the resurrected warlord. "Thanks..."

The Khan looked at him with something approaching approval before he re-mounted and readied his men to ride. Without another word the two of them entered the vehicle and began to scenic drive to DEI headquarters. As they did so it began to rain, but they were protected by a glass dome that rose up as they drove on.

"You know what?" Doof said as they were driving. "This is a bit boring... I think I know how I can spice it up."

"Is it another musical number?" Shego asked, faking annoyance, but she was honestly beginning to enjoy it when he sings. Not that she'd ever tell him that.

"Yes another musical number, and I know just the one!" He jumps onto the platform where the band is playing and steps in front of the microphone. "Hit it boys!"

With that they began to play amongst the rainy streets of Danville, a tunt that was a little familiar but in a different style than normal.

Hey!
​

As always Doof is throwing his all into the performance, however due to the intimacy of the car it felt more like he was singing directly to her and her alone, instead of performing. But he can work with that!

You had my heart
And we'll never be worlds apart
Maybe in magazines
But you'll still be my star
​

A top hat and cane seemed to come from nowhere and he grabbed them, beginning to do a dance as he sung.

Baby, 'cause in the dark
You can't see my shiny car
And that's when you need me there
With you, I'll always share
​

This time around Doof was actually only paying attention to Shego as he sung, she actually looked quite beautiful in this light, where did that thought come from?

Because…
​

They passed though a part of town with extensive neon lighting, which provided a spectacular show of lights as they streamed through the watery glass. Hego was surprised, he wasn't planning on a musical number on the drive over, then again, perhaps he should have when Dr. D was involved.

When the sun shines, we shine together
You know I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be your friend
Took an oath, and I'll stick it out till the end
​

When they had passed the lights he began a tap dance, using the cane to do tricks as he continued to sing.

Now that it's rainin' more than ever
Know that we still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella
​

Eventually before he continued to the second verse he kept back down to the seats and got a drink that Shego had poured for him at... when did she do that again? Why did she get him a drink anyway?

These fancy things
Will never come in between
You're part of my entity
Here for infinity
​

The closeness between them was even more obvious in the car, and Shego, to her horror, began to blush at how close his hace was to hers, just what was he doing to her?

When the war has took its part
When the world has dealt its cards
If the hand that's had is hard
Together we'll mend your heart
​

Thankfully for her Doof finished off his drink and returned to the stage and resumed his tap dance, she does haft to say for all his faults, the man can dance.

Because…
When the sun shines, we shine together
You know I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be your friend
Took an oath, and I'll stick it out till the end
​

Against her better judgment, she joins him up on the stage and joins in on the dance, if anyone says anything she'll kill them, but that can wait for another time, for now she's just going to do wat she always does. Enjoy herself.

Now that it's rainin' more than ever
Know that we still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella
Oh under my umbrella
​

While she can't tap dance, Doof takes it in stride and begins to dance about her in in ways that show she's still involved and is the focus of the performance.

You can run into my arms
It's okay, don't be alarmed
Come here to me
There's no distance in between our love
​

He begins to literally spin around her, removing the top hat and spinning faster and faster in a pirouette, eventually stopping and tossing the hat and cane aside.

So go on and let the rain pour
I'll be all you need and more
​

The hat accidentally flipped some switch and the dome keeping the rain out begins to open, allowing the rain to fall on them both.

Because…
​

Good thing then that Kitsune fulfilled her end of the plan, and several brilliant fireworks of hers began to go off above them despite the rain, as if they weren't even effected.

When the sun shines, we shine together
You know I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be your friend
Took an oath, and I'll stick it out till the end
​

Doof continued his song, ignoring the rain altogether and the two of them continued to dance as they pulled up in front of the tower.

Now that it's rainin' more than ever
Know that we still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella
​

Doof jumped up with the band as they reached their dramatic finish.

Umbrella!

​

And with that the song was over, Doof stopped for a moment to catch his breath as Shego finally realised they were both in the rain. Before she could fish something out Doof was already at her side, opening an umbrella for them to share as they walked in.

"Here you go, I'm not a liar after all."

No... She supposes he isn't...

Spoiler

Bit more complicated this time, the song I used is Umbrella, originally by Rihanna, however I used the cover by Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox, Casey Abrams and the Sole Sisters, intended to be in the style of a song from Singin' in the Rain. I wanted to use the title song from that but it's focused more on the music and performance, and not only is that hard to do in written form it would be difficult to do without copying the choreography verbatim. So I elected to use this since it had more lyrics to work with. As for what Temujin said it's intended to roughly translate to '"I approve" and "She is a great choice." Meaning that within the confines of this omake at least, Genghis Khan ships it.