Little Blurb Fanfic I’ve Had The Animation To In My Head Each Time I Hear A Soft Song :[

Little blurb fanfic I’ve had the animation to in my head each time I hear a soft song :[

The night air was cool.. not cold, but breezy. It was a wonderful night for the summer dance. The warm, almost sweltering day was spent putting up decorations, hanging lights and streamers across the pavilion, moving the tables and chairs from in front of the moo mart, and of course- picking the music.

Hyped up songs for the most part, Sabrina carpenter, Chapel roan, Will wood-

And some slower songs for the couples..

Yes.. truly a wonderful night for a dance.

Except for- one thing.

Just a little thing that Professor Ludwig Von Drake noticed. (And seemed to be the only one who did so.)

Toodles was no where to be found.

He helped put up so many decorations, helping out with the preparations and- he didn’t come to the dance. It was concerning.

Von Drake knew he and Quoodles were still together.. maybe she didn’t want to come? She wasn’t very used to large crowds…

No- he still would’ve come- to hang out with his friends.

A slow song came on, everyone who wanted to, or could- partnered up, waltzing and swaying to the melodic rhythm.

Ludwig needed to clear his head, the question bouncing around like a rubber ball… Where *was* his son?

Then Goofy tapped him on the shoulder, mentioning something about seeing a girl who wasn’t from the clubhouse or surrounding area walk into the forest to the left.

The professor went to check it out.

As he walked through the woods, he started to hear music-

Soft music… much like the song that was playing at the pavilion.

And laughing.

And bells

Upon breaking through a clearing, but staying crouched behind some bushes, he found who he was looking for.

Toodles, gleefully spinning around a much taller- much older girl. Her skin a dulled brownish grey, her hair jet black with a red streak through it- pulled back with a golden ribbon, shorts and a loose fitting tank top- a thin tail, tapered into an arrow shape at the end.

His bells ringing happily as the two spun around and around to the rhythmic the song- playing from not a speaker, but another robot.

He was more boxy, and had a speaker for a chest. His screen had a bright animated expression, and a was a deep blue. He wore headphones, and was chuckling softly to himself, legs crossed over one another as he leaned against a tree.

The girl spun, reaching out and grabbing Toodles by the sides- and Von Drake watched as his son went limp in her hands- as she dipped and twirled him through the air.

Now he knew why Toodles hadn’t shown up.

He was having his own summer dance.

With people who mattered a little more to him.

The professor left the trio in the woods, to dance their hearts out… or- circuits.

Returning and acting as if nothing had happened.

He’d maybe bring up the idea to the robot helper at a point in the future. But for now- he let him be-

Free…

And happy.