Gyro pulled on the double doors of the tv room, annoyed that they wouldn't budge. "I thought you said I could leave!" he yelled through gritted teeth as he started to kick and punch the door.
Huey sighed, red phone in hand. "Yeah, sorry, but our friend Olive930 wanted to see you again." he looked down at the screen. "And this time it's with Launchpad."
Said pilot was trying to figure out how to fix the tv he stumbled into. "Mr. McDee is going to kill me..." he mumbled, then replied to Huey's statement. "I can see why I would date Gyro. He's pretty cool."
Gyro paused in his violet war against the doors and turned in the taller duck's direction. "Really?" he blushed and crossed his arms. "I guess you're pretty cute... or something."
Launchpad looked up from the mess and smiled shyly. "Thanks..."
Meanwhile, because for some reason I don't know how to write Max into this, Max is discussing the ship with Lena and the triplets minus Huey whom hasn't learned to teleport yet.
"I think they're cute." Max said, pulling at her sleeves.
Lena leaned back on her hands, mulling it over. "Hmm... I guess..."
Dewey moved to where he was laying on Lena's lap. "Honestly, Launchpad is cute with anyone."
Louie, propped against Max's pillows, nodded. "True dat."
And then it was settled that Launchpad was cute and anyone was lucky enough to date him.
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Thanks for requesting Olive930! I'm glad for these Gyro chapters because I get to practice writing him.
