Ducktales: Journey To Agartha - Act 2

Chapter 13: Glomgold's Glorious Return

"I didn't mean anything I said to you last night." Mark snapped. He laid on the bottom bunk of the cabin with his hands on his stomach.

Both him and Gloria were self aware again, their fevers a lot better than they had been 12 hours prior. But still recovering from the mysterious plague. Even so, the memories of last night's conversation when they were out of it haunted the both of them.

To make things more awkward, it was only the two of them in the cabin if you didn't count Kyle resting on Mark's shoulder. Mark was too tired to even be grossed out anymore.

Gyro was currently getting water for the both of them while Ellie was taking a stroll. She claimed she liked seeing the corpses in body bags pile up outside because the concept of death interested her.

"Ugh same here! It was only the plague talking!" She snapped back. She hated that fever her was actually friends with him! God, they even snuggled. She almost threw up just from thinking about it. Or she wanted to throw up because she was both sick and pregnant but who cares.

"I hope it affects you and Gyro's disgusting creation." Mark was referring to the sickness. He had turned to face the wall so he didn't have to look at her, almost crushing Kyle. In fact, he did land on Kyle but it's not like cockroaches can be crushed that easily so he was good.

She scoffed, not sure what to really say to something so cruel. "Wait... why are we even fighting? Weren't we on good terms after Agartha?"

Mark stayed silent for a while because he didn't have an answer. Why were they anyway? He shrugged even though she wasn't looking over at him and made up an answer so he didn't seem stupid. "I guess it's because you're dating that fucker." He pointed to the door as if Gyro was standing just outside.

"You're serious?! That's the only reason? God you're so bitter..."

"Well, duh!" He scoffed. Man, he had to come up with something else too. He was bitter, that was true, but there had to be other reasons. "I don't know dude," he finally admitted. "Maybe because you were mean to both me and Ellie for a while and I can't get over it? Who knows. I don't care either way."

"Well it wasn't like you were a saint to me or anything..." She sighed. "Okay, can we just have a truce or something already? It's kind of tiring to always bicker with you. Especially when we really don't have a whole lot to be mad over."

Mark finally looked over at her. Kyle scuttered out from underneath him and clung to the wall. "Bleh," He stuck out his tongue in disgust. "Even if we do have a truce it's not like your 'lover' will leave me the hell alone. So what's the point?"

"What if I tell him to lay off? Then would you stop?" Gloria knew that Gyro would still probably want to kill him 24/7 but whatever. The least she could do was offer to try.

"You would do that?"

"Sure! I'll talk to him about it today if you want!"

He turned again so she couldn't seem him sigh in relief and smile. "Alright. But I'm only agreeing because you can make a killer build in minecraft. So I'll stop pestering you for now. #BFFs." That last part was sarcastic but the majority of his comment was sweet so it balanced out.

"When we get home we can build a giant Glomgold statue on your server and burn it up!"

Before Mark could agree, ecstatically at that, Gyro busted the door open holding two bottles of water. He chucked it at Mark's face. "Take your damn water."

"OW, WHAT THE FUCK!? I'M STILL SICK!"

"Well guess what, Beaks! I'm sick, too! Sick of you and your bullshit!" He walked over to Gloria, sitting at the base of her bed before he smiled and handed her the water. "Here you go. How are you doing?" His tone did a complete 180.