Zephyr's adventures in Duckburg

Woo-oo! part 1

Zephyr "Zee" Quackson is sitting at the kitchen table, half awake and peacefully sipping her coffee while her little cousin Huey cooks breakfast for the family.

She startles, fumbling and nearly spilling the scalding hot contents as her adoptive father Donald comes darting into the kitchen, screaming. One of Huey's triplet brothers Louie, is clinging to Donald, trying to pull off his blue sailor suit.

"Get off of me!" Donald yells as Louie manages to pull the shirt off his uncle, causing him to trip and land on the floor. Huey turns around on his stool in front of the stove, oven mitts on both hands and a cheery smile on his face.

"Good morning Uncle Donald!" Huey greets. Zee, in her half asleep state, merely gives a small nod before taking a gulp of coffee. "Morn' Dad" she grumbles out.

Donald swipes a towel off the counter in an attempt to cover himself as Louie holds up the now discarded suit and another navy blue suit. "You can't wear this to your job interview" he berates Donald before putting the sailor suit in the dishwasher.

"Aah, my uniform!" Donald panics, rushing forward and attempting to pull the  suit from the machine.

"You gotta dress for the job you want, not the job you have, which is no job." Continues Louie, holding up the latter suit, complete with a green tie.

Donald gives up on trying to pull the uniform from the dishwasher, causing the sleeve to land on the lit burner.

The sleeve lights ablaze and Zee takes note. "Dad, suit's on fire" she casually warns before yawning.

Donald takes notice of the flaming suit and yelps, immediately grabbing the sleeve and putting it out in the sink. "Huey, don't touch the stove, it's hot! Zee, I thought I told you to keep the boys away from the stove!" He lectures before promptly getting slapped by the now wet suit sleeve.

"But it's a big day, and a big day calls for a big breakfast" Huey assures while plating a fried fish and egg. Letters written in ketchup around the rim of the plate read "We believe in you Uncle Donald"

The fish then deflates, and Donald gives a disgusted look. "bleh"

Zee waves a dismissive hand, "Dad, He'll be fine, the boys aren't chicks anymore."

Huey Yeets the plate and steps down from the stove, taking the Navy suit from Louie. "I'll get the iron!" He says as he takes off towards the wall behind his Uncle.

He pulls the ironing board down, hitting Donald with it in the process. "Ouch! Oof!" Said Donald.

He starts blathering frustratedly as Huey and Louie step back. "Stop helping me! And put on your life vests. What if the boat goes down while the babysitter's here?"

The boys reply dejectedly. "Yes Uncle Donald." Then Huey walks off and returns with two life vests, handing one to Louie, and the boys put them on.

He looks expectantly at his adoptive daughter. "Zee?" She sighs, pulling out her life vest and puts it on. "Yes Dad." Donald gives the kids a stern look and stands up, ironing board still propped on his head.

"Where is that babysitter?" He grumbles, dialling the phone. The other line picks up and Donald begins frantic questioning. "Where are you?!" The duck asks worriedly.