DuckTales Reader X: New friends in Duckburg

Gravity Falls Crossover Chapter 1: Fizzing Dimensions

Your POV

It all started as another quiet weekend at McDuck Manor. You were finishing up recording a bass line when a strange, tingling feeling washed over your entire body. Strange, you thought. You looked at your hand and gaped. It was much rounder and more picturesque. You ran out into your main room where there was a full-length mirror. You saw your reflection and gasped. You were wearing bright neon clothes (which you hadn't had on before), bright pink shades, a neon green hat that was flipped backward, and your guitar had transformed into a neon orange skateboard. Your beak was much rounder and didn't have the old shnooze anymore, and your eyes were a light blue outside of your pupils. The entire room was becoming much more colorful and more like the '90s. You ran down the hall and barged into Webby's room. "Webby, do you have any idea what's going on?!" You asked scared and a little frightened. Webby came sliding down the ladder of her room, but she didn't look like the Webby that you knew. She had a giant pink bow, three plucked back hair feathers, and was wearing a pretty pink dress. 

"I don't know anything!" She whined. She sounded completely different and more like a little kid. She cleared her throat and her voice was back to normal. "Something bad is happening, and we need to find out what it is!"

"Yy-yy Yo, Webby V! What's happenin' dog?" You said unknowingly. You covered your beak in shock. 

"Uh, what the heck was that?" Webby asked, confused. 

"I-I don't know! It felt like I was talking like a kid from the '90s! I just couldn't control it!" You said, shocked. "C'mon! We need to find Scrooge!"You grabbed Webby's wrist and ran until you found the source of the fizzing. Louie was wearing a green shirt and a baseball cap and had something on his wrist that looked like a crazy futuristic bracelet and was pushing buttons all over it. "LOUIE!" You both screamed. "What're you doing?! You're going to get us all killed!" 

"I thought that it was some kind of rare bracelet that I could sell for a killing," He said. But he sounded like a younger version of Donald. "So I was trying to find a way to get it to work."

"Then why are you still fiddling with it?!" You screamed. 

"Just to make sure that I'm not wrong!" He yelled back.

"Guys! Relax!" Webby intervened. All of a sudden, you all heard a skid and a crash outside. Huey and Dewey (Who looked exactly the same as Louie but wearing red and blue) ran down the stairwell. Scrooge and LaunchPad ran inside, Scrooge clutching his wrist. He was now wearing a blue jacket and red spats. Launchpad just looked like himself, but with a fatter beak.

"Do you guys know what's going on?!" Huey asked, in a frantic panic.

"Nope!" You and Webby said at the same time. Scrooge gasped at the mass of swelling colors that was the foyer.

"WHO TOUCHED MY DIMENSIONAL TRANSLATOR?!" He shouted. The entire room went silent. Everyone pointed at Louie. Scrooge marched up to him and snatched the dimensional translator off of his wrist. He put it on his own and gasped. "Look at this, Louie! You practically wore it out! I only know one person who can fix this, but we're going to need to take a little trip, all of us." He tapped his foot. "DONALD!"  Donald came slouching out into the foyer.

"So, the world's getting a little more colorful. What's the harm?" He quacked. Scrooge grabbed him by the wrist. Beakley came running into the foyer as well. 

"Everyone! Link arms!" He cried. Everyone linked arms, scared and afraid. Scrooge entered some numbers into the dimensional translator (Those numbers were 46'/) "I sure hope this works," He said, slamming down on a giant button on the dimensional translator. An electrical feeling went through yours and everyone else's veins. With a flash, you were gone, and in a completely new setting.

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When you opened your eyes again, you were back to normal, but you and everyone had been transported to an unforgiving, raging sea. Waves like mountains crashed over you and the others as heavy rain tapped at your feathers. "Quickly! There's a boat over there! Everyone swim!" Scrooge cried, pointing out to a ship a little ways away. You all paddled through the onslaught of waves up to the side of the ship.

 You and the boys and Webby were screaming, crying, "Help us! Please! We'll drown out here!" You heard footsteps running across the deck, and someone leaned over the edge, though you couldn't see his face.

"Quickly! Take my hand!" He shouted, pulling you up and onto the ship. He did the same to the rest of the others. "Are you alright?" He asked. 

"Yeah, for the most part," Dewey replied. "Ugh, my feathers are soaked!"

"Wait, what?" The stranger asked. He held up what looked like a giant gun to your faces, and you all fell on the deck. "Freeze, alien beings! State your name and purpose!"

"Aliens? Are ye daft?!" Scrooge asked. "We're just ducks!"

"Wait a minute, you're ducks? And you can talk?" The stranger asked. 

"Yes, same as you can!" Scrooge replied. The stranger lowered his giant gun.

"Scrooge?" 

Scrooge smiled and replied, "Stanford Pines."