' C'EST RIDICULE! TOTALEMENT RIDICULEUX!'
Daisy, Rosinha and several other executives at the VOGUE executive floor looked up to the source of the high pitch scream. Narcissa Swann, Vogue's Marketing Executive, hailed all the way from France, is making a very angry business call from one of the executives back at her dad's multi billion dollar design house, Cygne Couture.
' Je vous ai dit que les commandes devront arriver d'ici aujourd'hui. ' Narcissa continued to scream to her phone, as she took a huge sip from her coffee. ' Et est-ce arrivé? Non non! IL BAISE N'A PAS FAIT! Je n'ai aucune idée pourquoi mon père vous a même engagé! ALLO? ALLO???'
It seemed that the poor French executive hung up, because Narcissa melodramatically put down her cup, groaned, and put her head on the keyboard of her desk. ' C'est bullshit!'
' Cissy?' Daisy asked, concerned ' Are you okay? What on Earth is going on?'
' Oh, just a very, VERY angry phone call from one of my dad's assistants, ' Narcissa scoffed, preening her platinum hair to calm herself down ' A useless idiot, really. I REALLY have to email dad to fire that fool - he said the deliveries of Viennese lace will arrive, but it didnt! He told me to wait 3 more days!'
' Oh, come on, Cissy, ' Rosinha sighed, giving the French trumpeter swan a glass of lemonade ' I bet that poor guy just had a rotten day! Who knows?'
' If my father doesnt fire him, ' Narcissa chuckled ' It would be so funny. '
Emma Glamour came into the floor. ' Hello, executives!' she announced ' All 24 of you have to go to these selected companies to sign the SHUSH protection contract. It will all be in the papers. Oh, by the way, go get the allies to sign them after lunch break. Good luck!'
Ms Glamour left, then on the executives' emails, came a copy of the contract, then the place they had to go after lunch.
Daisy was lucky - she was chosen to go to McDuck Enterprises. Her giddy expression says it all.
Rosinha got chosen to go to Glamour Beaks Designs, where Chanel Beaks was CEO.
' Wait, isnt it where Chanel was CEO in New Quackmore?' Rosinha asked.
Daisy and Narcissa nodded. Chanel was a friend of theirs, so it wasnt much hassle.
Narcissa got chosen to go to Waddle.
' Why do I have to go to Waddle?' Narcissa asked.
' I dont know, ' Daisy answered, as she started printing the copy of the contract ' Ask Ms Glamour. '
Little did Narcissa know, as Emma Glamour was sending this to Narcissa, she was smiling knowingly to herself.
After lunch break, Narcissa motorcycled to Waddle and parked it right at the front gates.
Looking up at the pristine building with employees, she took a deep breath and walked in with all the grace and poise she can muster. ' Here we go....' she thought to herself.
Mark was busy tending to his business documents at his office when one of the executives popped in.
' Yeah, Howard?' Mark called, not looking up from his computer ' What is it?'
' The new Marketing Executive of VOGUE is here to see you, ' Howard, a grey pheasant of stocky stature, announced.
' Well?' Mark added, ' Send him or her - ohhh my god. '
When Mark did look up, Narcissa finally entered.
She wore a beautiful purple coat with matching heels adorned with amethysts and diamonds, her white sunglasses glittered in the sunlight, and she even wore lavender gloves. Her platinum hair, soft and wavy, was tied into a thick ponytail with bangs on the side, and she wore diamond jewelry that cost a million dollars. She looked amazing.

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Ducktales One Shots and Drabbles
FanfictionJust a couple of short stories of our favorite Ducktales 2017 characters and my OCs!