The Original Ducksekeeter

Chapter 23: The Extravaganza

The weeks leading up to the extravaganza celebrating Steamboat Willie's fifth anniversary were as crazy as Walt had promised. Steamboat Willie played at all of the movie theaters, there were countless interviews with Walt, Donald, Daisy, and even Pete (which all went better than the Barbara Walters one), and there was a lot and I mean a lot of merchandise. Every single thing in any grocery store had Steamboat Willie labels on it no matter what it was, all wedding dress shops sold the dress that Daisy wore in the film instead of actual wedding dresses, which caused there to be a major spike in engagements and a shortage of dresses, with some dress shops having to close permanently because they ran out of dresses and Walt refused to let them sell any regular wedding dresses within the two week window before and two week window after the extravaganza so the shops went under without any business. But the party itself is when shit went bat.
"I can't fucking wait for this extravaganza Donald!" Daisy said when she woke up the morning of the party.
"Me too!"
"Although I wonder if it's gonna get a bit crazy, I mean I don't know how wild Walt gets since Mickey and Minnie always stole and ripped up our invitations before they got to us and then they would force us to tell Walt that we couldn't come or they would let out rape allegations, so we don't really know how fun the extravaganza is gonna get!"
"I hear they can get crazy, I know he likes to get very secretive when people ask about what happens in them!"
"And now we are gonna know!"
Donald and Daisy had gone to many of Walt's parties in the past five years and they always got very crazy. There were hard drugs, hard liquor, a lot of dancing and throwing up, cigars, and racism. But this was going to be an extravaganza, one of Walt's capital P Parties. He only holds an extravaganza at least thrice a decade. There was no specific schedule for when they would be held or in what years. They could be all held three years in a row, or have two in a row at the beginning of the decade and one at the end, or just spread out by several years, it all depended on what Walt considered to be the three major events of the decade.
"OKAY LET'S PREPARE NIGGERS!" This sexy and thick black lady slave of Walt's named Big Betsy slammed her way through the door to get the ducks ready.
"Damn she got a big ass!" Donald mumbled.
The preparation for the extravaganza was going to take all day long. For six hours the ducks were at a spa where they got stripped nude, had all of their feathers plucked by Big Betsy, oiled down, and then new feathers attached. They also got new beaks, and Daisy got hot makeup put on her face, not too much that she looked like a clown, but also not too little so that she looked mid. They were then taken to the dressing room where they put on their mouthwatering outfits for the extravaganza. The exact outfits that had been used in Steamboat Willie had been bedazzled to have all sorts of shit that characters on Downton Abbey wear. Donald and Daisy both looked very sexy and there wasn't a chance that anyone else at the extravaganza could top them (😏).
"Let's get drunk!" Daisy yelled.
Donald, Daisy, and Big Betsy went down to the nearest liquor store for some pregaming and drank as much as they could without feeling the need to fall on their face, because a sloppy drunk Daisy is not. Donald and Daisy then went to the bank to have some sex, and invited Big Betsy too, which was fun for Daisy but not Donald because it turned out Big Betsy is an absolute dyke. Although in the middle of fucking the ducks felt a shaking sensation and it wasn't Big Betsy touching herself. They walked outside to see Walt Disney in his jet calling down to them to hop on in. Donald and Daisy jumped up and Walt then called out, "COME ON NIGGER YOU ARE WORKING THIS EXTRAVAGANZA!" to Big Betsy.
"So where is this extravaganza anyway?" Asked Daisy.
"You'll sea!" Walt smiled.
Walt flew over to the ToonTown Beach and over the ocean. He then pushed as hard as he could down on the wheel of the jet and sent it plummeting into the water.
"HOLY SHIT!" Donald and Daisy screamed.
Walt pushed a button to turn the jet into a submarine and began traveling deeper and deeper into the ocean.
"Wow, look at everything!" Daisy said as she saw a shark eating several fish children.
They went past many colorful creatures, past both the Titanic and Titan along with that nerd's rubik's cube (seriously loser you aren't technically underwater, and even if you could say you were then that's still a boring world record, do something interesting like juggling the most chainsaws or something, you might still be alive now), and lots of pollution. Eventually though it started getting very dark and the ducks couldn't see anything. Walt pressed another button to have very bright headlights light up the ocean.
"Walt, is going this deep safe?" Asked Donald.
"Not really, grab some oxygen masks they're in the cabinet to your right, you don't need to hand me on though because I'm Walt Disney so I'll be fine!"
Donald and Daisy began walking over to the cabinet but eventually started going slower. They were becoming very light headed with how far down into the sea they were going and also because Walt was smoking five hundred and ninety cigars, putting them in a hot box. Donald passed out and Daisy was moving slower than a baby with both down syndrome and Greta Thunberg's superpower. Daisy grabbed onto the cabinet door and pulled it open before finally grabbing a mask and putting it on. She felt like she just snorted a mountain of coke that's how refreshed she was after putting on the mask. Now that she was more alive she saw a giant black circle.
"What the fuck is that!" She screamed.
"The Mariana Trench!" Walt smiled.
Walt pushed down on the wheel extremely fucking hard. It was very difficult to move down here because the pressure was so aggressive and the water was pushing against them very forcefully. There weren't that many fish but if there was one then it looked like a demon from the ninth circle of Hell.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH WHAF THE FUCK IS THAT?!" Donald screamed after he opened his eyes slightly to see a deformed ass looking creature staring at him through the window.
Walt traveled over five billion miles into the Mariana Trench before he finally landed on what Donald and Daisy assumed was solid brick because of how hard it was.
"WE'RE HERE!" Walt called out, "put these suits on!"
Walt handed Donald and Daisy diving suits and put one on himself, the glass circle on Walt's suit filling up with cigar smoke which made it very foggy for him. The three of them left the ship.
"HURRY UP NIGGER!" Walt called over to Big Betsy, who was not given a suit and had to just hold her breath.
Walt led Donald and Daisy down further and the two realized that this was not just some large rock, it was a castle that was almost as wide as their house. Walt led them into the castle and the ducks looked around in amazement as their eyes took in the gorgeous establishment. Walt took off his helmet and suit and Donald and Daisy did the same, and were in shock as the air in the castle was almost better than on land. Every other guest was already at the castle, and they all screamed crazily when the ducks walked in.
"They've been here for twelve hours already, waiting for you two!" Walt explained, "and now that you're here the real party is about to begin!"
Walt had Donald and Daisy take a sexy photo at the door for the tabloids and then suddenly the lights in the castle went out, and smaller multicolored lights lit up the castle.
This is when the party became an extravaganza.
"Up or down?" Walt asked Donald and Daisy, holding up two pills in each of his hands.
"UP!" Donald and Daisy screamed, bouncing UP in the air.
Walt shoved a pill into both of the duck's mouths and said, "these will get you started for the evening!"
The effects of the pills started almost immediately, and Donald and Daisy felt so awake and alert that they felt as if they could pick up a mountain and throw it across the planet or something like that. In fact everyone at the party seemed to have this feeling because everyone there was going insane. Many people were getting ass naked and a lot of others were fucking or raping people. The slaves at the extravaganza were forced to walk on all fours and be naked, outside of the creepy ass Donald and Daisy masks on their faces, because according to Walt they were animals. Many of them ended up getting their behinds raped by several guests there. Donald and Daisy still had some sobriety in their bodies at that point but that was going away quicker and quicker. The time was ten a clock and the extravaganza was going very strong. Drugs were now becoming involved with pretty much everyone, coke flying around the room, and the smell of weed choking everyone's lungs. You could also smell the three thousand cigars that Walt was smoking in his mouth, and that were in his ass where he was sucking the smoke up his anus. There was so much alcohol being consumed that it was bananas, everyone drinking things from bud lites to 99% Isopropyl. Walt was blaring all of the hit tunes of the time, it was so loud in the extravaganza everyone was essentially deaf.
"DONALD IT IS REALLY LOUD IN HERE AND NONE OF THE MUSIC IS GOOD!" Daisy screamed at Donald and despite the fact that she was screaming as loud as she could, Donald still had to resort to reading her lips because of how damn loud it was, "HOW LONG UNTIL BEYONCÉ IS BORN, I MISS MY QUEEN!"
"JUST ENJOY THE EXTRAVAGANZA!"
"I'LL TRY, MAYBE I'M NOT INTOXICATED ENOUGH!" Daisy screamed before doing a line of coke on the floor.
"HEY LOOK IT'S LUDWIG AND MORTIMER!" Donald pointed out.
Donald and Daisy ran over to Ludwig and Mortimer and began screaming conversations at them as well.
"THIS EXTRAVAGANZA IS REALLY FUCKING LOUD!" Mortimer yelled.
"AND IT IS BORING I MEAN MAYBE I JUST OVER ANTICIPATED BUT THIS QUOTE ON QUOTE EXTRAVAGANZA ISN'T THAT MUCH CRAZIER THAN A PARTY AT A PRIVATE COLLEGE!"
Walt appeared out of thin air and said, "it's only the first hour you will soon see," and then disappeared again.
"God he is weird!" Daisy stated.
"WELL I AM HAVING FUN!" Ludwig giggled as he elegantly sipped some wine.
"WELL YOU'RE OLD SO ANYTHING IS FUN TO YOU!" Donald yelled.
"ALL FOUR OF US ARE OVER A BILLION, SHUT UP!" Ludwig looked over at Big Betsy who was on all fours, "OH MY GOD THAT NIGGER IS HOT, I'M RAPING HER!"
The party continued on for another hour before the music stopped and Walt came out with a scary grin and said, "the first hour is up, the second starts now," and suddenly the room went pitch black, outside of the light from Walt's cigar.
"What the fuck is happening," Donald whispered over to Daisy.
"I think we're getting murdered!" Daisy stated.
"This is the hour for the slaves," Walt said with a little chuckle, "GO NIGGERS GO!"
Suddenly Donald and Daisy felt themselves get shoved to the floor and their clothes were torn off of them.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!" They both screamed.
Everyone in the room began screaming as loud as they could. Every slave in the black darkness was raping everyone. For some it felt good (especially for Ludwig who got raped by Big Betsy), for others it was aggressive and scary, and for others this was the first time their rich asses had encountered a black person and they were confused what that smell was.
"OH MY GOD DONALD THIS MAN ON ME IS KINDA GOOD!" Walt picked the two best for Donald and Daisy.
"WELL THE MAN ON ME IS KINDA SCARY!" The two best were both men.
"YOU GOT A MAN, HAHA YOU FAGGOT!"
The slaves raped everyone in the party for a whole hour straight, the sex was aggressive at a lot of points but was also painless too. There were also some Indian and Arab slaves as well and they were even nastier when fucking, they were so brown and sweaty and at least black people are funny, Indians and Arabs have such an annoying voice. Walt also had Latino and Redskin slaves but they weren't part of the raping because they are actually attractive and that would have ruined the point. By the end of the hour every man's back door and every chick's vaginas were practically pulsating at the feeling of the slaves' dicks and pussies. The lights turned back on and half of the room immediately started sexually assaulting the slaves who had raped them. Some people even murdered their slaves using various items such as broken glass bottles and knives on tables. Daisy was originally not going to hurt her slave because he did a good job but she gave an audible shriek when she took a look at his ugly thug ass face. His mouth consisted of only four teeth, all gold, he had an eye patch, no ears, and a scar from a bullet wound on his forehead.
"OH MY GOD WALT HE IS SO UGLY!"
"Jamal is a good fuck but that doesn't mean his face looks nice!"
"Mah nam be Tyrone!"
"I AM LUPITAING THIS BUTTERFACE!"
Daisy found a nearby rope and whipped him with it as his back was torn open with deep gashes and blood flew onto her face.
"We are in the third hour of the extravaganza now," Walt smiled and said, "let's play some party games!"
"Oh boy what game?" Goofy asked while raping his slave back.
"It's a game called Run Run Run Gun Gun Gun!" Walt then explained the rules, "you will drink a full bottle of vodka and then run as fast as you can around the room in a circle, while the shooting masters will spin the gun on a table in the middle and fire when it stops!"
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS, RUSSIAN ROULETTE?!" Screamed one of the partygoers.
"IT IS NOTHING LIKE RUSSIAN ROULETTE!" Walt stated.
"Couldn't that possibly kill someone?!" Another person asked.
"Well if you get shot there is a chance that you might die, but you might not!"
Suddenly several bottles of vodka floated from the air in little hot air balloons.
"Now I can't risk losing my two best stars so Donald and Daisy will be the shooting masters!" Walt smiled.
"Walt, I don't know about this!" Donald stated.
"I WOULD LOVE TO DIE IN THE HANDS OF DONALD AND DAISY!" Everyone in the room screamed.
"Oh Jesus!" Daisy said.
Every person in the castle drank a full bottle of vodka. Some people died on the spot and others became so drunk that they could hardly see straight, and it didn't help that most people there weren't even sober in the first place.
"OH AND ONE FINAL THING, THERE WILL BE MUSIC PLAYING WHILE YOU ARE RUNNING AND ONCE IT IS OVER YOU CAN ALL STOP BUT IF YOU STOP BEFORE THE MUSIC DOES THEN YOU WILL BE ELIMINATED FROM BOTH THE GAME AND BEING ALIVE," somebody threw up, "AND THROWING UP ALSO MEANS ELIMINATION!" One of the slaves wearing knight armor got a chainsaw and sawed the man who threw up in half, "OH AND EVERYONE HAS TO BE NAKED!"
Everyone in the extravaganza got naked (although most already were with the slave rape) and Donald and Daisy went to the middle where there was a rifle. The music started blaring from an orchestra sitting up towards the ceiling and everyone began running in a circle. The ducks spun the rifle and fired into the group of people running. The bullet went through three people and many fell to the floor.
"Donald this is fucking crazy!" Daisy whispered over.
"Well they have made it clear that they are happy to die for us!" Donald reminded her.
People ran around and around the ballroom. Their effects of the vodka was causing them to barely be able to move or breathe, many people moving out of line and wobbling around aimlessly. The people who stopped were sawed in half by the slave knights and blood was now leaking all over the floor which caused some of the drunk as hell runners to slip and fall to the floor and then get sawed in half for stopping as well. One person cracked his head right the hell open and died but still was sawed in half by the slave. Donald and Daisy continued to spin the rifle and shoot into the runners, their heads exploding if they got shot. Daisy turned over to Walt who was laughing hysterically at all of this and smoking several cigars that he would spit into the crowd of runners after he finished them and caused some to trip on cigars and have to be eliminated. The people were all having fun, especially Goofy who kept knocking people over just because. Walt forced them to run for the full hour, many of the runners were looking pale and like they were barely still alive. By the end of it there were bullets all over the floor and several corpses lying on the ground. But when the music finally stopped those still alive were very happy at their accomplishment and began dancing around excitedly even after all of the moving they just had to do.
"For the next hour let's just dance and enjoy those who won Run Run Run Gun Gun Gun!"
The extravaganza was getting much more reckless than it had been after the past two hours of insanity. People were screaming at the top of their lungs at everything, the alcohol was drunk like fucking crazy, drugs were all over the place, and the smell of all of Walt's cigars was now becoming so poignant that it felt like you were gonna die of second hand smoke in about five seconds and some did.
"Okay when I said that the extravaganza is boring... well... forget I said that!" Daisy said.
"I think that it is going a bit too far!" Donald stated.
"Too far is better than boring so I'm happy!"
Donald and Daisy went over to the bar to get more shots and a pina colada when they saw Walt screaming, sobbing, and lighting cigars profusely before running into another room.
"That looks entertaining, let's go!" Daisy giggled.
Donald and Daisy followed Walt into the room that turned out to be a very small closet that was also getting filled with so much cigar smoke that both of the duck's eyes turned redder than Pocahontas.
"Walt, why are you crying?!" Daisy yelled at him.
"WAY TO BE SYMPATHETIC!" Walt screamed, "HOUR FIVE WAS SUPPOSED TO THE HOUR!"
"Who cares!" Daisy bitched.
"What are you even talking about?" Donald asked.
"In hour five I was going to be the announcement!"
"What announcement?" Asked Daisy.
"THAT'S THE FUCKING PROBLEM, I DON'T KNOW!" Walt fell to the floor and laid across it sobbing and coughing up blood, drying the tears and blood with leftover cigars before choking out, "I THOUGHT BY GIVING HOUR FOUR TO EVERYONE TO DO WHAT THEY WANT I COULD COME UP WITH AN IDEA IN THE MEANTIME, BUT HOUR FIVE IS COMING IN TWENTY MINUTES AND I STILL HAVE NOT FUCKING THOUGHT OF SOMETHING!"
Donald and Daisy smiled at each other and both said, "we have some ideas!"
Walt ran out of the closet (but not in a gay way) screaming with joyfully and dancing around (that did look kinda gay) and being hollering, "I DO NOT GIVE A FUCK THAG HOUR FOUR HAS MORE MINUTES, HOUR FIVE IS STARTING EARLY, BECAUSE DONALD AND DAISY HAVE NOW COME UP WITH A BRILLIANT IDEA, OR SHOULD I SAY THE DUCKSKETEERS CAME UP WITH A GOOD IDEA!"
Donald and Daisy were both on a podium that lifted them all the way to the ceiling where a giant ass spotlight pointed at them, giving them both fourth degree burns.
"Donald and Daisy have come up with the idea of having the OH MY GOD... DONALD AND DAISY DUCK CLUB!"
Every single person at the extravaganza jumped all the way to the ceiling and grabbed Donald and Daisy and screamed in their faces at this exciting news.
"THE DONALD AND DAISY DUCK CLUB IS A CLUB THAT CHILDREN AND ADULTS ALIKE CAN JOIN, THE ONES IN THE CLUB WILL BE KNOWN AS DUCKSEKETEERS AND DONALD AND DAISY HAVE DECIDED TO COME UP WITH A NEW PRODUCT CALLED TELEVISION WHERE YOU CAN WATCH MOTION PICTURES AT FUCKING HOME AND THE MAIN EVENT ON TELEVISION WILL BE THE DONALD AND DAISY DUCK CLUB!"
The room got so fucking loud that glass bottles broke and the slaves had to put their bodies against the windows to prevent them from cracking as well.
"I AM SO FUCKING EXCITED!"
"I CANNOT WAIT FOR THE DONALD AND DAISY DUCK CLUB!"
"I WANNA JOIN IT!"
"I WANNA WATCH THE SHOW, HOW MUCH DOES A TELEVISION COST!" Asked a person.
"Three million," Walt answered.
"WELL IT IS WORTH IT IF I CAN WATCH THE DONALD AND DAISY DUCK CLUB!"
The whole room began screaming and cheering and jumping up and down for a full thirty minutes, after which Walt gave the rest of the hour to the people to go and party with joy at this exciting news. Walt took Donald and Daisy into the closet again and got naked.
"I'm just so happy with you two I wanna fuck you!"
"That's okay," Daisy smiled before walking out with Donald, leaving Walt awkwardly standing in the closet nude.
People in the party lifted Donald and Daisy up and began throwing them up into the air happily, and then catching them when they reached the floor.
"DUCKSEKETEERS DUCKSEKETEERS DUCKSEKETEERS DUCKSEKETEERS DUCKSEKETEERS DUCKSEKETEERS DUCKSEKETEERS DUCKSEKETEERS!" They all screamed at the top of their lungs.
Donald and Daisy smiled at each other as they drank their pina coladas and were throwing up into the air. They felt like they were flying, they felt like they were at peace, they felt like they were on top of the fucking world, and this feeling lasted for just a couple of minutes before hour six came and ruined it.
"HOUR SIX HAS ARRIVED!" Walt screamed into a microphone before lighting ten cigars and whispering into the microphone, "Clarabelle guess what?"
"Yeah Walt, what is it?" Asked Clarabelle.
"Goofy told me that you aborted your child in the ninth month and that is why you have so much milk in those udders!"
"GOOFY THAT WAS A FUCKING SECRET!"
"Aren't you just so angry at him for telling me that?"
"I SURE AS FUCK AM GOOFY YOU ARE A FUCKING CUNT!"
"Oops," Goofy lifted his head up from a line of coke he was doing off of some guy's dick, Goofy was feeling frisky tonight, "what did I do, where am I?"
"YOU MOTHER FUCKER BRUH YOU SUCK AAAAAHHHHHHH!"
"And Pete, how are those steroids going?" Walt asked Pete.
"Hi I'm Pete, wait just a minute how the fuck did Walt know about me doing steroids!" Pete asked himself or someone at the party or God, it was hard to tell because he is so damn stupid.
"Oh my goodness, I forgot that Scrooge told me that that was a secret!"
Pete jumped on top of Scrooge, breaking every bone in that old duck's body, and then took all of the money out of his pockets.
Walt then spilled the beans on what felt like every single person at the extravaganza and by the end of it everyone was beating each other up viciously, even Mortimer who beat up Ludwig for telling Walt about the time Donald and Daisy killed Mickey and Minnie, although Walt had thankfully forgotten who Mickey and Minnie were.
"You all must be very angry at each other, well I have a fun idea, you can all compete against each other," Donald and Daisy suddenly teleported next to Walt who lit up twenty more cigars and said, "WHOEVER CATCHES THEM FIRST GETS TO SPEND THE WEEKEND AT THEIR HOUSE AND SLEEP IN THE SAME BED AS THEM!"
Everyone in the castle jumped on top of Donald and Daisy and each one of them claimed to catch them first and began begging for the keys, but Walt shook his head firmly and stated, "they get a minute head start so all is fair!"
Everyone got off of the ducks and prepared for the minute to start, although one person broke the rules and tried to get to them before the minute was up and wound up getting his legs chopped off as punishment. Donald and Daisy ran away from the ballroom as fast as they could and began searching around for the exit.
"WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE, THIS EXTRAVANGZA IS FUCKING INSANE!" Donald screamed.
"RIGHT BEHIND YOU!"
"BUT WHERE THE SUB WE CAN TAKE TO ESCAPE?!"
"I DON'T KNO..."
The minute was up and people began roaring and running as intensely as possible towards the ducks, even the man whose legs got chopped off was making a lot of progress.
"OH SHIT RUN!" Donald screamed.
Donald and Daisy saw a nearby stairwell and ran up it as fast as they. The crowd of people were now out of the ballroom and had split up around the castle to look for them.
"BABIES WHERE ARE YOU!?" Everyone screamed.
Donald and Daisy ran around several long hallways trying to find a place to hide, but at every corner a large group of people would pop up, yell "FOUND YOU, GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!", and chase after them. The ducks would thankfully find doors that would lead them to new hallways and new staircases but they could only hide for so long before more people would come chasing after them. They eventually climbed all the way up to the top floor of the castle and ran down what felt like the millionth long hallway. People were still chasing after them and many were getting very violent with one another. Women got raped by men behind them, other people would viciously beat each other up and trip them so they could not get to the ducks, and some people straight up ate through people who ate through other people who ate through other people to get closer to the ducks. Blood was now flooding and hallways and caused the ducks to start slipping. The ducks got to the end of the hallway and thought that they were cornered but saw that there was a door to their right. They opened it to see a stairway leading to the floor below. They found a marble statue at the top of the stairwell to block the door, ran down the staircase, and ran out to another hallway where they ran into the first room they saw and blocked it with a few more statues in this room. This room was a beautiful looking bedroom that was surrounded by windows.
"Do you think you could swim for a few billion miles, we could jump out the windows!" Daisy called over to Donald who was still blocking the doors with as many items as he could find.
"SHIT WE ARE GONNA HAVE TO SAY!"
"I DO NOT LIKE THIS EXTRAVAGANZA DONALD!"
"ME NEITHER BUT WE ARE GONNA HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT AND ALSO HAVE A GUEST IN OUR HOUSE FOR THE NEXT WEEK!"
People who now tell the ducks were in the room and banged on the door as hard as they could.
"OH FUCK THEY ARE GOING TO GET IN!" Donald screamed.
"KEEP BLOCKING THE DOOR!"
"I AM TRYING TO, YOU KNOW MAYBE YOU COULD HELP!"
"THIS IS MAN'S WORK!"
Donald began to throw a temper tantrum before noticing something about the knight statue he put against the door, there was a person's head peeking out of it.
"OH FUCKING SHIT!" Donald and Daisy both screamed.
Although the ducks calmed down a bit when a little girl hopped out.
"Hi I'm Lisa, Walt's three year old niece that he is supposed to be babysitting right now," Lisa smiled.
"You look harmless!" Daisy grinned.
"I am!" She stated.
Lisa grabbed Donald and Daisy's hands and the ducks along with everyone else at the party teleported back to Walt. The duck's became in shock when they realized that it was no longer Lisa holding their hands but Pete.
"What the fuck, Pete were you Lisa the whole time?!" Daisy screamed.
"Is that what you look like when you're not taking enough steroids?" Asked Donald.
"I have been Pete the whole time," said Pete.
"Lisa's up there!" Walt pointed to the ceiling where Lisa was hanging with her wrists slit, "I had the whole game rigged so that Pete wins and that the first person who actually does catch up to you gets like her, and that would have went for Pete as well although I knew we'd be in the clear because Pete is so damn fat and would have now shot at catching up to you and I was right the second the minute was up Pete started running like he had cerebral palsy!"
"YOU KILLED YOUR NIECE?!" Daisy screamed.
"Yeah that is a bit unfortunate, I forgot that she was here and I was supposed to be babysitting her, womp womp!"
"But why Pete?" Asked Donald.
"Because it's silly that way!'" Walt smiled.
The tensions in the Extravaganza were so high it was like they were on heroin. Everyone refused to look people in the eyes, outside of everyone who would look at Donald and Daisy and burst out into tears because they couldn't spend the week with them, even from Ludwig and Mortimer who looked fucking possessed. Donald and Daisy didn't mind this too much at first because it gave them time to hear themselves think and just drink and relax, but everyone there was creepily breathing heavily and if the ducks made any sort of move, sudden or not, everyone in the room would jump. Not even speak or make a facial expression, just jump in the air. This went on for twenty minutes but felt like it was going on for twenty hours, but then Walt walked up, lit fifty more cigars, and said, "hour seven," and suddenly the slaves all brought out enough chairs for everyone to sit in and then all of them, including Donald and Daisy who unlike the rest who were in wooden chairs got to sit in thrones and were placed in front of the rows of people so people could stare at them. Everyone, even Donald and Daisy, were handcuffed to their chairs, although Donald and Daisy's handcuffs were at least fluffy and pink.
"I am going to tell all of you a few things and you are going to listen," Walt stated before putting the microphone right up to his lips and screaming as loud as he could into it, "NOBODY LOVES YOU!"
Donald and Daisy both looked uncomfortably at the group of people in front of them as they all looked offended at what Walt said. Daisy laughed a bit in an anxious way, and Donald tried to slowly pull his hand out of the cozy handcuffs.
Walt then went on a long list of insane shit that he yelled at the people in the wooden chairs through his microphone.
"YOU ARE WORTHLESS!"
"I CRY HAPPY TEARS AS YOU COMMIT SUCIDE!"
"DONALD AND DAISY DO NOT CARE ABOUT YOU!"
"YOU WILL END UP ALONE!"
"YOU ALL WILL NEVER MAKE ANYTHING AS IMPORTANT AS STEAMBOAT WILLIE LIKE ME, DONALD, AND DAISY DID!"
"I WISH Y'ALLS MOMS ABORTED YOU LIKE CLARABELLE'S NINE MONTHER!"
"YOU WILL NEVER BE DUCKSEKEETERS!"
"I HATE YOU!"
"YOU BROKE LOSERS, SCROOGE I AM LOOKING AT YOU!"
Some of the people in the crowd sobbed, some were shaking uncontrollably with blank expressions, and others tried to bite their way through their handcuffs. All of them were fucking losing it, and especially at the things Walt said to them about Donald and Daisy.
"DONALD AND DAISY WILL NEVER LOVE YOU!"
"LOOK AT DAISY LAUGH AT YOU RIGHT NOW SHE IS LAUGHING AT YOU DUMB BITCHES!"
"YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO PLEASE THEM!"
Some people were now starting to scream loudly.
"THEY HATE YOU, THEY HATE YOU, THEY HATE YOU!"
Walt kept this up for the whole entire hour and Donald and Daisy watched as the people at the extravaganza looked as if they were in fucking electric chairs as they went mad at the words Walt spoke to them.
"IN MY DREAMS YOU DIE IN MY NIGHTMARES YOU LIVE!"
"KILL YOURSELF!"
"YOU ARE FUCKING WORTHLESS DUMB BITCHES!"
"KILL YOURSELF!"
"DONALD AND DAISY DUCK WANT TO KILL YOURSELF BECAUSE YOU ARE ALIVE!"
"YOU WILL NEVER EVER NEVER EVER BE DUCKSEKETEERS!"
"DIE!"
"DONALD AND DAISY LOVE EACH OTHER BUT NOT YOU!"
At the end of the hour everyone was unhandcuffed and started running and screaming around the ballroom in terror.
"DONALD AND DAISY HATE US!"
"WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO!"
"THEY DON'T DESERVE TO LOOK AT ME, GET THEM AWAY FROM ME, GEG THEM AWAY!"
People were also drinking the hardest they had all night and now drunken fights were breaking out across the room. Although in the middle of all this chaos, Walt went to the stage and said "HOUR EIGHT!"
The slaves stripped all of the people, except for Donald and Daisy who were placed in a cage above a barrel of lava, and put honey all over their naked bodies. After this several large doors opened and fifteen fifteen foot polar bears who hadn't eaten in days were brought out.
"FIGHT THE BEARS TO SAVE THE DUCKS AND THEY MAY FORGIVE YOU ALL FOR YOUR SINS!"
Everyone in the room drunkenly ran around the room and tried to get to the cage that Donald and Daisy were in. The cage was also slowly moving towards the lava which made everyone there get fucking insane at the thought of Donald and Daisy's deaths. The bears gobbled up several of the people there, and some dumbasses thought that they could fight the bears off but they soon learned that they couldn't, outside of Pete who was straight up overdosing on steroids and tackled a bear to the floor and snapped its neck. Walt lit several more cigars as he hysterically laughed at everything he was witnessing. Donald and Daisy were force fed more uppers and were now becoming very high, which made them not even realize how close they were to the flames because they felt so alive. The bears were tearing through everyone at this point, eating them or slapping them so hard that their insides came out of their mouths. The room was covered in dark red blood and the bears had no sign of stopping. At the end of the hour though Walt ended up killing every single polar bear by making them drink fentanyl and coke and then saved the ducks himself.
"I knew I could save them because I am Walt Disney!"
Donald and Daisy were very high at this point and could no longer walk forward.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Walt screamed in their faces to wake them up, which was followed by Daisy coughing loudly and Donald sobbing like a little bitch.
People in the room ran up to Donald and Daisy sobbing about how sorry they were for not saving them, some putting their hands on their faces and smearing the blood that was left on them from the polar bear attacks as Donald and Daisy looked on with pupils the size of Texas.
"Hour nine!" Walt smiled, "now for the next two hours I think that we should remember what we are here for, Steamboat Willie, and the water setting of that beautiful short film!"
Suddenly Walt put on a helmet and everyone else in the room fell to the ground. The air in the room felt different and Walt then explained, "I have decided to give a more ocean feel so for the next hour I am going to be dropping the oxygen a little bit, so we can feel the beauty of the Mariana Trench!"
"Holy shit Walt I can't fucking breathe!" Daisy screamed.
"That's the point, Daisy, good lord!"
For the first ten minutes the air felt weird but still somewhat manageable. After the shock of having lesser air wore off people stopped being less dramatic and could now stand and stop coughing. They just had the problem of feeling a little tired. The next ten minutes though people started to feel even weirder, everyone's eyes were getting red and watery and people were starting to all act in very silly moods. Daisy pointed at Donald and laughed loudly at him, and Donald screamed back, "I AM THE FUNNIEST THING EVER!" The effects of the upper pills that made them awake and the effects of the lack of oxygen which made them tired combined to make both of the ducks feel like they were about being electrocuted, put in a frying pan, and then eaten by homeless kids. The next ten minutes everyone started to feel very wobbly and needed to hold onto the walls to support their balance.
"OH MY GOD!" Donald screamed as he held onto Daisy who was holding onto Ludwig who walked over to cry into Daisy's mouth.
"We have got to get out of here!" Daisy choked.
"We can't leave, I have to breathe!"
"Walt get us out!"
"What was that, sorry Daisy it's hard to hear under the helmet," Walt explained, although honestly Walt's breathing wasn't doing too good either since he was smoking so many cigars that the entire thing was filled with smoke.
The next ten minutes everyone started to become very angry with one another and many people began to attack, or at least try to, other people who were around them. Daisy put Donald in a chokehold, and at this point Donald could only breathe through his fingers. Ludwig tackled Mortimer to the ground, Clarabelle and Goofy fucked very aggressively and Clarabelle's moans sounded hoarser than Horace Horsecoller who was watching and cumming at them fucking. In the next ten minutes people slowly lost all of their balance and edged towards the floor.
"Donald, my legs don't work anymore!"
"Mine too, give them medicine!"
Walt handed Donald who handed Daisy some heroine which she injected into her legs. The heroine then caused her legs to fall straight to the ground and she knocked Donald over with her.
"OH FOOEY!" Donald slowly throwing a temper tantrum, kicking his legs and screaming on the ground, except very slowly and quieter.
By the end of these ten minutes everyone in the room was lying on the ground. During the next ten minutes people could slowly move around on the floor but could no longer stand at all. To move around they would have to hop on their body or slither around like a snake.
"Donald, oh God!" Daisy coughed out.
"I'm mad at you Daisy," Donald coughed back.
"I'm mad at myself too!"
"What did you do!"
"I don't know, do you?!"
"Know!"
"I failed you two," a random person choked out.
"Okay," responded Daisy.
The next ten minutes nobody could talk anymore and nobody could even use their hands to do sign language to communicate either, although let's be real who the fuck knows sign language, what are you deaf? Donald looked passionately at Daisy, but Daisy took it as Donald was calling her ugly so she stuck her tongue out and poked him in the eye with it. The next ten minutes everyone started to move again, but this time it looked a lot more violent. In fact everyone looked as if they were having a fucking seizure, shaking around crazily and coughing up bodily fluids. Donald and Daisy felt as if their heads were going to explode and their eyes felt like they were spinning around in circles inside the sockets. Many people straight up vomited onto one another, and other people lost control of their genitals and started pissing including Donald who pissed on Daisy who then threw up even more into Donald's mouth which caused him to throw back up into her mouth which caused her to throw up back into his. In the last ten minutes everyone's eyesight became foggy and they all started to just sea black. Everyone stopped moving again and with the darkness and unable to move they had two choices, they were having one of those fake sleep paralysis things that emos claim to happen to them to get attention or they were dead and it was really starting to feel like the second. The ducks were both almost ashore they were dead with how silent it got, but eventually their ears just barely picked up one thing, Walt saying, "the final hour!" Soon after Donald and Daisy both felt like they were getting wet. At first they thought it was Donald's piss but the water seemed to be rising up further and further. Daisy was very curious to what it was and with all of her might opened up her eyes ever so slightly. From the foggy vision she had, she could see that the whole ballroom was flooded. She looked around to see what could happen and saw that the giant glass window had a narrow crack going up across the middle of it and water was leaking out at the bottom.
"Oh shit!" She coughed out.
BAM!
Just like the Tsunami that took out Oprah's interior designer's Latino lover, what felt like all of the water from the Mariana Trench burst into the ballroom and flooded the entire thing almost immediately. Everyone in the building awoke at the shock as well and tried their best to swim, but it was no use. Water filled everyone's lungs in a matter of seconds and everyone was blacking out. Daisy tried to swim over to Donald but she quickly succumbed to the drowning, the last thing she saw was a scary ass looking fish started licking her. Everyone in the ballroom tried to swim over to the ducks and rescued them but nobody came even close.
"DID YOU ALL HAVE FUN AT THE EXTRAVAGANZA?!" Walt asked.
The castle was on land now and everyone was suddenly perfectly fine.
"YES!" Everyone but Donald and Daisy said.
"WALT WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED, HOW ARE WE STILL ALIVE?!" Donald asked.
"I put a spell on the castle so that it would make everyone who technically died only get knocked out!" Walt explained.
Donald and Daisy looked around to sea that everyone, including the people who had drowned, the people who had gotten shot during Run Run Run Gun Gun Gun, and those in the bear attacks were all still alive, although the slaves were all nowhere to be found.
When Donald and Daisy got home they were soaking wet, hung over, and wanted to die.
"That Extravaganza went too far!" Daisy yelled.
"I agree, what the fuck was that shit?!"
"Walt has gone to far, I love how much he worships us but he can really piss me off, I mean he has such an ego, he has that stupid pedophile mustache, and always has dumbass cigars in his annoying mouth, and this Extravaganza was just batshit crazy!"
"I'm actually glad Mickey and Minnie forced us not to come!"
"That's true and can you imagine that everyone would have been worshiping them and not us!"
"And we would have been the first to die in Run Run Run Gun Gun Gun!"
"Well I guess we had a better time than that, but it still wasn't good and I think Walt needs to be punished for it!"
"Don't be so dramatic Daisy, how are you gonna punish him!"
"Well let's just say, as much as our fans love us, he will always be our number one and I know just how to get to him!"
Donald and Daisy crawled into bed to go to sleep after the long night behind them, and just as they cozied in they felt a little tingle on their legs.
"This is one comfy bed," Pete popped up from under the covers ass naked, his huge dick laying on Donald's knee, "it's me Pete, I touched you at the Extravaganza."
The next day, Daisy marched into Walt's office where he was smoking seventy cigars and holding auditions to replace his dead slaves.
"Daisy we aren't filming today, what are you doing here?" Walt asked, lighting twenty more cigars.
"I just wanted to say something in response to the Extravaganza," Daisy smiled.
"It was great wasn't it?!" Walt jumped with excitement.
"It was something, now what I'm about to say you may have to be handcuffed to a wooden chair for," Daisy grinned, paused for a second, and said, "Walt you will never be a Duckseketeer and Donald and Daisy will never love you!"
Daisy then walked out the room smiling as Walt fell to the floor sobbing profusely and lighting a trillion cigars.