Ducktales One Shots and Drabbles

Stories of College ( Mark x Narcissa )

It was a peaceful night for the social media super couple.

Lucky for them, neither Mark or Narcissa had a ton of night time paperwork or business emails that night, which was rather surprising for them. So they basically treated themselves to a French - Japanese dinner in bed.

They had Mark's robotic chef ( he has an army of robots as his household staff ) whip up bouillabaisse, assorted california rolls, mango and beetroot salad and chocolate au fondant. Soft jazz music was playing, and the two lovebirds were in their pyjamas and sipping red wine. It was perfect.

As the two conversed about everything and nothing, Mark suddenly uttered. ' So, uh, I never asked you this, but how did you get into Oxford?'

Smirking, Narcissa gave him the ' Je ne sais quoi ' look and said ' You know that if you wanna go to Oxbridge or Ivy League you need perfect grades, right?'

' Yep, ' Mark grinned his famous shit eating grin. He was a proud Havard graduate, just like his older sister Chanel.

' Well, ' Narcissa added with a hint of drama ' If you are applying to Oxbridge, you have to do a tongue twister....in French, Italian, German or Spanish. I chose French. '

' Show me what you said, honey, ' Mark crooned ' I wanna hear what my princess said in her Oxford interview. '

' I don't have the soundbite!' Narcissa roared with laughter ' That was ages ago!'

' Go on, honey, ' Mark pleaded with big puppy eyes. ' Do it for me, please?'

Narcissa giggled and nodded, took a deep breath and started the tongue twister that got her into Oxford.

'Sally vend des coquillages au bord de la mer parce qu'elle était fauchée et que son petit ami et ses amis sont des idiots.  Sally et ses copains travaillent au Krusty Krabb qui va bientôt fermer, mais elle y travaille encore car elle doit payer des impôts!'

When Narcissa finished, Mark was too dumbfounded to even do anything, let alone think. Narcissa had her shit eating smirk, which made her baby pink kimono even more beautiful.

' Oh my god...' Mark gawped. ' Can you translate the whole thing?'

Narcissa translated the entire thing. When she finished translating, Mark exclaimed ' HOW THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT?'

Narcissa answered, ' I have been training to do tongue twisters for years. '

Mark then fed her with a sushi roll, and Narcissa blushed and giggled ' You know I can feed myself, you know. '

' An extra treat for the woman who stole my heart, ' Mark chuckled smoothly, and Narcissa giggled.

' Well, what about you, cheri! How did you get into Harvard?' Narcissa asked.

' You know that Oxbridge candidates take a full year to apply?' Mark asked.

Narcissa nodded, knowing all too well what he meant.

' Well, ' Mark sighed ' Ivy League candidates take up to 2 years, '

Narcissa nearly sputtered out her wine. ' QUOI??' she gawped.

' SATs are a LIVING HELL!!!' Mark wailed melodramatically. ' I was like 14 when I overheard Chanel saying that she wanted to go to Harvard. And then I was like ' I wanna go to Harvard too!!'. So I ended up burning midnight oils, slaving away day and night...and yeah, we also had tongue twisters. '

' Awwww, poor baby, ' Narcissa sighed and stroked her boyfriend on his hair. ' By the way, could you also show me the tongue twister that hot you into Harvard?'

Mark took a deep breath, and began,

' I know what you was doing! You was doing the asking directions act to get a spare of my cash! Why dont you just get a job? Now go scram the hell outta here and beat it!!'

Narcissa laughed and clapped, then asked ' They actually accepted you with that tongue twister?'

' Chanel was already in Harvard when I applied, ' Mark shrugged ' So, yeah, kinda a legacy thing. '

' I heard that Harvard and Columbia has a... really funny rivalry due to Break Dance teams. ' Narcissa asked with a smile as she drank her bowl of  bouillabaisse ' And that you and Gladstone Gander had played pranks on each other. C'est vrai, non?'

Mark nodded and guffawed ' Man, these are great times. One time me and my.pals sprayed Gladstone with sweet cream after he literally dissed my sister. '
Narcissa giggled ' Oui, I have nothing against the McDuck family, especially not Daisy. But I never really liked Gladstone anyhow. '

Mark laughed ' And then the other time, he put a whoppee cushion in my changing room bencher!'

Narcissa laughed uproariously ' I never knew the Ivy League kids could be so fun!! There are several of them I met who are so darn uptight they dont even know what social media is?'

' And they ain't successful like us, ' Mark smirked, and two toasted a drink.

' You were part of the Oxford Roller Derby team, weren't you?' Mark asked after Narcissa fed him with a forkful of salad.

' Mais oui!' Narcissa gasped ' How did you know?'

' Esmeralda told you and the ladies, and then Chanel just told me, ' Mark said.

' Roller derby est une sport n'est pas pour le laches!' Narcissa bragged ' It was amazing - Esmeralda was a third year and I a freshman, and she was the captain of said team. We had the best time, skating for speed, and knocking those dumb loosers who never saw it coming!' Narcissa then added, with a hint of sadness ' Until...THAT happened. '

' What's wrong, my love?' Mark gently asked, putting down his wine glass and started to cuddle up to his beautiful girlfriend who he intended to marry.

' The Miss France beauty pageant, ' was all Narcissa said.

No one could ever forget the scandalous bribing of fallen socialite Paris Flamingo, who famously backs tabbed Narcissa Swann for the Miss France pageant. On top of that, Paris even used shameful ways to hurt her, including putting needles in her heels.

' I was only 20, ' Narcissa sobbed. ' And ever since that traumatic night, I pretty much quit roller derby and focused on my dissertation, about the economics of global haute couture from the 1950s onwards. '

' Oh, mon petite chouette.....' Mark crooned as he held Narcissa tighter. ' Its a great thing you already told Chanel. That bitch was thrown to jail cuz of that, really. '

' Karma really does slap them in the face, ' Narcissa wiped her tears and smirked.

After dinner, Mark put on a comedy movie named ' Friends - The movie ' to cheer her up. They ended up snuggling, laughing and eating their chocolate dessert until they fell asleep.