The Original Ducksekeeter

Chapter 38: Duckseketeers Forever

"WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING, WHERE AM I?!" Walt screamed from his bed.
"Walt, we have brought you back to life!" Daisy stated.
"IS THAT MY QUEEN SPEAKING?!"
"It sure is!"
"DAISY WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED, SOMEONE GIVE ME A FUCKING CIGAR, I HAVE NO RECOLLECTION OF ANYTHING THAT HAS HAPPENED RECENTLY, HOW DID I DIE?!"
"Someone shot you!" Donald stated.
"What's the last thing you remember doing?" Asked Daisy.
"I FUCKED ADOLF!"
"I'm sorry, what?!" Ludwig screamed.
"It's a long story!" Daisy stated.
"Well you better tell it to me!"
"Oh please, you don't want to hear it!" Donald said all grossed out.
"WHAT YEAR IS IT?!"
"It's 2023!"
"WHEN DID I DIE?!"
"1964!" Daisy stated.
"WHY THE WAIT?!"
"Well Walt we had to wait until science was up for the challenge!" Donald explained.
"AW, SO HAVE YOU TWO BEEN PATIENTLY WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT!"
"Uh, sure, but we also wanted to bring you back for another thing!" Daisy smiled.
"WHAT?!"
"Okay is he going to stop screaming or what?!" Asked Daisy.
"He's still trying to get used to being alive again so he may act more intense than usual, even for him!" Ludwig stated, "but it's starting to piss me off too, WALT STOP SCREAMING!"
"YOU ARE NOT THE BOSS OF ME!"
"WALT STOP SCREAMING!!" Daisy ordered.
"Okay," Walt whispered.
"Now anyway," Daisy began, "we have also brought you back for a celebration!"
"Oh what are we celebrating!"
"I was about to get to that before you interrupted me, now we are celebrating the 100th anniversary of the studio and Donald and I are going to make a four hour film to celebrate the accomplishment!"
"Oh that sounds amazing!" Walt screamed.
"It is amazing, the film is going to be about Donald and I going on a trip to an island and then we search for a treasure and along the way we come across many Disney characters from the past and at the end of the movie we come across you as the main treasure!"
"HOLY SHIT I AM THE TREASURE?!"
"YOU SURE FUCKING ARE!"
"Okay well this movie sounds amazing, what is it called?!"
"We don't really have a name for it yet, we haven't even started filming it yet!"
"Well I am very excited for this movie, I'm going to get ready to film right now!"
Walt stood up from the life support hospital bed and immediately fell to the floor.
"OW, HOLY FUCK!"
"Walt, you need to rest!" Ludwig stated.
"I've been resting for 36 years!"
"God you are bad at math, listen you need to go through a lot of physical therapy and get your mind back on the right track before you can get up and start working on a movie!"
"It's a film!" Daisy reminded everyone.
"We haven't started filming yet, and you also only have to do one scene so there is plenty of time for you to get back to normal!" Donald stated.
"Oh and also your return in this film is going to be a surprise so you cannot show your face in public, you will not be allowed to ever leave the studio!" Daisy explained.
"That doesn't sound very fun!" Walt said.
"Well too bad, rules are rules!"
For the next couple of months Walt stayed in Ludwig's lab and prepared to get better so that he could appear in the film. Ludwig forced Donald and Daisy to stay with him during this time because they were the ones that got him into all of this bullshit. Donald and Daisy did have a lot of regrets to their decision because Walt was more annoying than fucking ever, since he was now in a position where he had to be cared for like a fucking child.
"MONARCHS IT HURTS!" He would complain.
Donald and Daisy would have to assist Ludwig in having Walt relearn to walk, and would also have to go to the store constantly to buy him food so that he got back to having a proper diet. Also since he had new and improved lungs he was smoking more than ever, and Donald and Daisy spent over a thousand dollars on cigars every single day to satisfy his needs.
"YOU TWO ARE GOING TO FUCK UP ALL OF HIS PROGESS!" Ludwig screamed one night after Donald brought Walt his seven hundredth cigar for the day.
"Okay well without his cigars he becomes suicidal and I don't know if we can bring him back for a third time!" Daisy bitched.
Donald and Daisy also made sure to hide any new forms of technology from Walt, mainly because they didn't want him to discover Twitter. While Walt was still in his recovery stage, Donald and Daisy also made sure to focus on getting the movie all set up, and the pre-production for it. The movie was all set to begin filming, with the script entirely finished, and all of the actors and locations ready. This meant that Walt was the only thing people were waiting for. Originally Donald and Daisy thought that since his scene would be shot towards the end of the movie, that meant that they could at least begin filming some scenes, but Walt refused.
"I STILL AM WALT DISNEY MOTHER FUCKERS, I NEED TO WATCH OVER THE PRODUCTION OF THIS MOVIE!" He screamed, and lit five thousand cigars.
"Okay well we are filming a lot of this movie in real public locations and there are a lot of paparazzi, and you have to be a secret!" Daisy explained.
"Then I'll were a disguise, I can pretend to be a kike and wear a big long nose and devil horns, or I can pretend to be a nigger and put some tar on my face, it could really bring out my creative side!"
"You know what Walt I long as people don't see you, I'll take it!"
Walt then picked up some tape that was on a nearby table and tape the skin near his eyes back, before yelling, "CHING CHANG CHONG!"
"I swear!" Donald bitched.
After this shitty ass period Walt was finally on the mend, and could finally get back to work for the first time since 1964, even though if we're being honest he never actually did work too hard at the studio.
"Okay so how are we getting him outside without paparazzi seeing him?" Asked Ludwig.
"I look Asian you guys!" Walt screamed with his eyes still taped back from a few days before.
"We still need him to have a better disguise than that!" Donald yelled.
"Let's just bring him out in a body bag!" Ludwig suggested.
"Ludwig that is so fucking stupid, but let's do it because I can't think of anything else!" Daisy said.
Donald, Daisy, and Ludwig put Walt in a body bag and brought him out to the car. There were some paparazzi outside but Ludwig just told them it was his recently deceased grandma. The ducks drove Walt down to the studio and suddenly Daisy liked the body bag idea because it was going to make a badass reveal to everyone there, and this could be a sneak preview to the surprise people at movie theaters will have.
"OKAY EVERYONE WE HAVE A BIG SOMETHING VERY SHOCKING INSIDE THIS BODY BAG!" Daisy yelled to everyone in the studio.
"A corpse?!" Asked Clarabelle.
"KIND OF!"
Daisy unzipped it and Walt Disney jumped out, "WALT DISNEY!"
Everyone at the studio threw up and then passed out, outside of Pete, who didn't even realize Walt had been gone. Once everyone woke back up they began screaming at Donald and Daisy about how pissed off they were for bringing him back.
"Okay listen everyone, I know this may be a bit startling for all of you, but we are happy that Walt is back, and Donald and I have decided that he will be the treasure that we come across at the end of the film!"
"AND IT IS AN AMAZING IDEA SO ALL OF YOU ARE GOING TO ACCEPT IT!" Donald screamed.
"Also Walt is going to be with us all for the entire production so he can feel like he is a part of the company again!" Daisy smiled.
"That's right, and I am so excited!" Walt stated.
"I'm not, you were fucking annoying!" Goofy yelled.
"WELL FUCK OFF GOOFY, KIKE ASS LOOKING NOSE!"
Suddenly many people began quitting the movie, and Donald and Daisy blocked literally every single door and window to keep them stuck in there and forced them all to sign a contract about them being in the movie or else they couldn't leave. Eventually everybody signed the contract that made them have to be in the movie.
"Okay filming starts tomorrow!"
Donald and Daisy packed their backs with glee, excited for them to have an incredible tropical vacation. They flew on down to Hawaii for the first day of filming and immediately forgot that they were there to work. Ludwig had to wake them up where they were lying out on a nude beach drinking Piña coladas.
"Are you two fucking ready?!" Ludwig screamed.
"For what?" Asked Donald.
"TO FILM THE FUCKING MOVIE!"
"Oh shit that's right, come on Donald!"
Donald and Daisy headed down to the beach to begin filming. Walt walked out wearing tan makeup and long black hair to disguise himself as a Hawaiian person. Although an issue was that it was scorching hot out and the makeup would begin running down his face.
"I'm sure this happens to real Hawaiians!" Walt stated.
"You know what Walt you look amazing, just don't let anyone know it's you, so don't fucking talk to anyone!"
"I will do whatever the fuck I want!"
"NO YOU WON'T BECAUSE I AM YOUR QUEEN AND YOUR DUCKSEKEETER AND I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!"
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"
Filming of the movie was awful. It could have been fun but Walt was a fucking bitch. He forced everything to do what he wanted and did not listen to what anybody else had to say, even though that bitch only really had one job to do in the fucking movie. He also began insisting that the movie be called Ducksekeeters Forever.
"You still have not come up with a title yet so I may as well do it for you!" Walt stated.
"Okay but Duckseketeers Forever sounds like a fucking Disney Channel movie!" Daisy yelled.
"I don't know what that is, but I think Ducksekeeters Forever sounds perfect!" Walt kept saying.
"I think that it should just be called the Ducksekeeter Movie!" Daisy yelled.
"Daisy you are controlling as fuck!"
"WELL IT IS MY FUCKING FILM BITCH!"
Another problem was that all of the actors kept getting fucking injured because they don't know what to survive in beachy areas and kept falling down on things and some people got attacked by sharks while swimming in the ocean. All of this set the movie by many months, to the point that August was approaching and the movie was supposed to come out in two fucking months. Daisy had the studio use the excuse that there was little advertising because they wanted everything to be a surprise, but really they just weren't done with filming and they didn't have time to get a coherent trailer put together. The production was mapped out entirely so that it could be completed by October 15th, which was cutting it a little close, but whatever.
"WHO THE FUCK IS GOING TO EDIT THIS WHOLE THING!" Asked Donald.
"I'M JUST PUTTING WHATEVER WE GOT THROUGH IMOVIE THE NIGHT BEFORE!" Daisy stated.
"DAISY I THINK THIS MOVIE MIGHT FUCKING SUCK!"
"IT IS NOT GOING TO SUCK, THIS MOVIE IS FUCKING PERFECT, THE ENDING IS FUCKING PERFECT AND MOST PEOPLE ONLY REMEMBER ENDINGS ANYWAY SO THAT MAKES THE MOVIE FUCKING PERFECT DONALD, AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"
Another major problem was that Donald and Daisy had signed up to do an interview in ToonTown about the movie, which they signed up for when they assumed the movie would actually be finished filming soon, and they were under contract to do it, which felt like fucking karma for forcing all the actors do be in the movie. The interview would be in August so that meant three days of filming would have to be fucking missed, so to stay on schedule the ducks had to film thrice the amount of scenes that they would have normally been filming. The night before they were going to have to leave for the interview Donald, Daisy, and Walt had dinner at a restaurant at their resort. They had to sit at a table outside and very far from people so that Walt could smoke. The thing Walt hated most about the 21st Century was that you couldn't smoke everywhere anymore.
"Well you guys this movie is amazing!" Walt grinned.
"Yeah no it is fucking not Walt!" Donald stated.
"DON'T CALL HIM WALT IN PUBLIC DONALD, AND YES IT IS, THIS MOVIE IS A FUCKING MASTERPIECE!"
"Yeah okay fine it's amazing, you know tonight let's just get drunk tonight and feel happy!"
"Donald I don't even feel like drinking is going to save tonight!"
"Yes it is!" Walt yelled.
"No it won't, and we have to go to a fucking interview tomorrow so we can't just get drunk!" Donald yelled.
"I'll go to that stupid interview drunk, it's not like we'll have anything good to say in it!"
"Tell them I'm coming back!" Walt grinned.
"Walt we are saving that for the fucking film, which is going to be a masterpiece by the way!"
"Well just in case the movie doesn't end up coming out you can at least tell them I popped by!"
"WALT THE FILM IS FUCKING COMING OUT SHUT UP!"
"I thought we were trying to be quiet so nobody knew he was here!"
"Yes Donald, that is absolutely correct!"
"And when the movie comes out it's going to be called Ducksekeeters Forever!"
"IT IS NOT GOING TO BE CALLED DUCKSEKEETERS FOREVER, IT IS GOING TO BE CALLED THE DUCKSEKETEER MOVIE OR SOMETHING!"
"Okay bossy!" Walt screamed.
"I'm not being bossy, I just am not calling it a stupid title like Ducksekeeters Forever!"
"The Ducksekeeter Movie is a pretty stupid title as well if you ask me!" Donald laughed.
"Okay well the Ducksekeeter Movie is not the official title of the movie yet, there is still no official title at the moment, but that is okay you guys!"
"Daisy I don't think that you really believe this is okay, I mean I sure do not!"
"Walt how about you stop fucking talking so nobody fucking hears you!"
"All of this is starting to piss me off, I want to go dance with Hawaiian chicks!"
"YOU CAN'T TALK TO ANYONE!"
"THAN LET ME START FUCKING DRINKING SHIT!"
"Okay fine, bring us some shots!" Daisy called at a waiter.
The next morning Donald and Daisy hopped onto a plane to ToonTown hung over as hell and dragged their asses into the news interview.
"HOW ARE YOU TWO TODAY!" The news reporter, this fifty year old, fat woman, screamed in their faces, which made their heads feel just great, "sorry I'm a big fan, I can't wait for the movie that's coming out in two months!"
"WE SURE ARE TOO!" Daisy screamed violently, but with a smile.
"Okay so that is the topic of this interview by the way, because I'm sure everyone watching this just cannot wait, now this movie sure has been secretive, I have no idea what it's about!"
"ME NEITHER!" Daisy smiled.
"I'll do the talking," Donald whispered.
"No Donald, this is an interview for both of us so I am going to talk too!" She whispered back through gritted teeth.
"So you guys can't even give us a hint about what happens in the movie?" The news reporter asked.
"No we cannot!" Donald stated.
"I'm sure that it will be a masterpiece though, this movie is celebrating the 100th anniversary of the studio after all!"
"Yeah Miss I will say it is a masterpiece!" Daisy stomped in her seat.
"WELL MRS. DUCK YOU SEEM EXCITED SO IT MUST BE GOOD!"
"YEAH I AM JUST SO EXCITED!" Daisy giggled, "WHAT ABOUT YOU DONALD, ARE YOU EXCITED!"
For the rest of the interview the ducks dodged pretty much every single question asked. Both of them were starting to get pissed off at not being able to answer anything properly though and just wanted it to fucking end.
"And one last question before I let you go," the News Reporter smiled, "can you at least give us the title of the movie?"
"NO!" Daisy screamed, but still with a smile.
"Ducksekeeters Forever!" Donald rolled his eyes.
Daisy turned and looked at him with what looked like flames in her eyes and an aggressive smile.
"OH MY GOD THIS IS SO EXCITING, YOU GUYS ACTUALLY ANSWERED SOMETHING, WELL THANK YOU SO MUCH IT HAS BEEN AN HONOR!"
"IT SURE HAS!" Daisy screamed happily before stomping out the door.
Donald and Daisy rode home in silence, and when they got back home Daisy immediately walked into the kitchen and started to recreate that scene from the Whale. She ate everything on the top shelf and then began sobbing, "NOW I FEEL FAT, I NEED A SALAD!" so she began chopping up some vegetables.
"I think that interview went great!" Donald laughed, walking into the kitchen.
"SERIOUSLY DONALD, DUCKSEKEETERS FOREVER, THAT IS NOT THE FUCKING TITLE OF THE MOVIE!"
"Then we'll fucking change it, movies change titles all the time, but honestly Daisy this movie is supposed to come out in two fucking months and we still need a damn title!"
"I think we should call it the Ducksekeeter Movie!"
"That is boring!"
"Well the whole movie isn't anything too special so whatever!"
"I thought it was a film!"
"IT IS NOT ANYMORE!"
"Okay so are you finally going to admit that it sucks?!"
"No I'm not going to admit that it sucks but I am going to admit that it may not be as special as I used to think it was!"
"Well at least I am being realistic!"
"Okay well can we just fuck being realistic for a few seconds, this is Disney and we are a company of magic and happiness and all of that beautiful bullshit!"
"This movie is bullshit!"
"Well no matter what it will be successful, people are still going to go and see it!"
"Daisy this isn't the fucking 30s, movies aren't just going to be successful because we are in it, these movies can still bomb, a movie that it is four hours long and has no plot that people know of and no trailer can fucking bomb, we need to at least hint that Walt Disney is coming back, and while I'm on it I'm not even sure if bringing Walt back is a good idea, I mean he's pretty much been cancelled!"
"It is still going to be a very exciting plot twist, and you know what even if it bombs the first weekend people will have to see it the next weekend if they hear that Walt fucking Disney is back!"
"They could honestly just think he is CGI!"
"Then we will show him to the world!"
"Then what was the point of the movie!"
"To celebrate the studio!"
"This was a mistake!"
"No it wasn't!"
"We should have just let it all go, everything was going well!"
"No it wasn't!"
"Last decade went great!"
"NO IT DIDN'T!"
"STOP SAYING THAT, YES IT DID!"
"NO IT DID FUCKING NOT!"
"YES IT DID FUCKING TOO!"
"DONALD SHUT U..."
Daisy went into complete shock. She could not believe what she just did, it didn't even begin to remotely hit her until about a minute went by. She jammed the knife she was cutting vegetables with directly into Donald's heart. Donald began spitting up blood and began to slowly collapse to the ground.
"Oh fuck!" Daisy mumbled, "oh holy fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Daisy moved to the floor, almost as slow as Donald did, and looked down at his body. She stared down at him for about five minutes before getting a little bit more sense into her, but she still could hardly focus on anything. She grabbed paper towels and began pressing them against Donald's wound but of course this didn't actually do anything. Daisy then began to get desperate and so she started shaking Donald's body around as if this could do anything.
"Donald wake up," Daisy mumbled again, "oh fuck Donald, Donald you got to wake up, this is not good, this is not good!" She kept mumbling.
Daisy looked down at Donald for another minute and officially gave up. There was nothing more she could do, Donald was dead.
"Oh my God, this is not very good, this is not very good right now!" She mumbled as she walked up the staircase.
She began throwing up all over the floor and once she got into her bedroom she passed out onto her bed. When she woke up she felt as if she was stoned. Nothing felt real anymore, it was like she had just woken up from a nightmare. She hoped that the whole thing was just a nightmare but she knew that it wasn't. However she refused to go downstairs, she didn't want to see Donald's corpse. Daisy did begin to feel like she would throw up again when she looked down at her hands and saw that there was still a lot of Donald's blood on them. Daisy walked out of bed and went to her bathroom sink to begin washing all of the blood off. Her vision was still slightly blurry and she still had the feeling of not being able to function correctly. Also after standing for some time she felt like she had to sit back down again so she had to lay down across on her bathroom floor in order to soothe her body. But then once she would lay down across the floor that is when all of the thoughts would come flooding in. These thoughts were beginning to come to her quicker and quicker. She thought about the exact moment when she stabbed Donald and kept on thinking about it over and over again. She began to feel the regret coming in. She never found herself in a situation like this before where she felt so entirely in control. There was no other reason why Donald was downstairs lying on the floor dead other than the fact that she did it to him. But also thought about how things could have been differently, like if she wasn't cutting up vegetables to make a salad or just holding a knife in general then she wouldn't have stabbed Donald at all, they would still be downstairs fighting or drinking or whatever they would be doing. She couldn't even think too far into the past now, she could only pay attention to what was happening right at that moment. She couldn't believe that a few hours ago her biggest concern was that dumbass fucking movie. It hit her that she had no clue what was going to happen with the movie. She didn't know what was going to happen with anything in fact. She began questioning the movie and how much stress it was bringing her, because she kept on wondering what caused her to want to kill Donald. She didn't even really know what, it felt like an entirely out of body experience. She wasn't thinking about her decisions or anything, or thinking about what could be the repercussions of this, or thinking about how stupid of a decision it was to make. She just stabbed him and couldn't seem to help it. Although Daisy did soon begin questioning her recent past and considered if this was even something that she had been thinking about doing but it wasn't. Or maybe it was. She still didn't know. She didn't know anything. She had no idea why she just murdered her husband. She then moved back to her bed eventually, and soon the sun looked like it was starting to rise. Then she saw something that brought her back to reality and also began really freaking her out because it also showed her that time was still going to keep moving and that the world was not stopping for her murdering Donald. There was still a fucking movie what is supposed to come out. And that was a call for Ludwig. Daisy actually picked it up because she still was in a state of confusion on what to do about anything, but immediately regretted it because she was anxious about how she would act. Thankfully people are used to her acting strangely though.
"Hello!" Daisy said into the phone with a muffled voice.
"Okay we are going to need Donald and you to get back to set by noon today, so hop on a really fast plane or something!"
"Okay bye, we'll be there!" She said flatly.
Daisy threw up again. She didn't know what to do at all. She decided to walk downstairs and see Donald's corpse because maybe that would help bring her to her senses more and get her to face her life. She walked down the staircase and over to the kitchen and Donald was still lying there just like when she last left him. Daisy immediately wanted to run back upstairs. Seeing Donald did not make her want to face her challenge any quicker, it actually just made her start to get scared all over again. She didn't know what route she was going to take with the murder but she decided that she needed to get rid of the body. Daisy picked up Donald's corpse and put it in the fireplace to burn him. The flames did engulf him pretty well and after a while you couldn't entirely tell that it was him. Eventually though she got sick of seeing him in the fireplace so she grabbed a pitcher of water and put the flames out. Daisy then pulled Donald's body out of the fire. She decided that she was going to find a new way to get rid of it, but she didn't know what exactly that was going to be. She then decided that she would throw it in the water. She didn't know if this was a good idea yet but at this point she just wanted the thing gone so she was going to work with it. Daisy lifted up Donald's body and carried it out to her car. She put him in the trunk and looked all around to make sure not a single person could see her. She put on the radio and had it connected to her Spotify where the only album she could think about playing was Donald and Daisy Duck Splashdance and began heavily listening to the song Digital Duck because it mentioned how Donald was not home at the moment and had him tell everyone to leave a message. Daisy eventually arrived at the nearest river she could find and thankfully it was completely secluded, which was very lucky considering that it wasn't too early. It was a deep river that people could overlook from behind a gate. Daisy lifted Donald up out of the trunk and carried him over to the river where she dropped him over the gate and down into the water. She then looked down as Donald for the last time as he sank down into the water before jumping back into her car, heading home, and going back to bed, sleeping in far past noon.