Donald's Funny Names That I Accidentally Wrote:

Donald being best boy and loves girls.

Donald: Hey-ya, Daisy!

Daisy: Donald?

Donald: *takes out a bouquet of flowers from behind his back*

Daisy: My favorites!

Gladstone: Hey, Daisy?

Daisy: What?

Gladstone: *presents a bouquet of 101 roses and a box of chocolates*

Daisy: Oh, Gladstone!~

Donald: ...

Donald: And why did I keep trying at all? *leaves flowers and leaves*

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Donald: Hi, Minnie!

Minnie: Donald! Hello, how are you?

Donald: I'm fine, but...

Minnie: ??

Donald: *pulls out a basket with lilacs and violets from behind his back*

Donald: It will be better after you smile~ *wink wink*

Minnie: Oh, Donald! *laughs and slaps Donald lightly on the shoulder*

Minnie: Did you make the basket yourself?

Donald: Of course! *Proudly*

Minnie: Thank you, Donnie!

Donald and Minnie: *hugs*

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Donald: Hello, Clarabelle.

Clarabelle: Donald? Hello there, dou you need something?

Donald: Actually, yes.

Clarabelle: ?

Donald: *takes out a bouquet of strawberries and a guitar with a red ribbon*

Donald: Your smile~

Clarabelle: Did you use the smile compliment again?

Donald: Did Minnie tell you?

Clarabelle: Yeah.

Donald: I don't surprise.

Clarabelle: But it's very cool.

Donald: Yeah?

Clarabelle: Yeah.

Donald: Oh, thanks.

Clarabelle: No, thank you. I didn't expect a bouquet of strawberries.

Donald: Goofy tell what you don't really like flowers.

Clarabelle: I get it. Thank you, Donald.

Donald: Always welcome.

Clarabelle and Donald: *hugs*

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Donald: Since March 8, Grandma Duck!

Donald: *gives her fresh pastries*

Grandma Duck: Oh, thank you, Donnie!

Grandma and Donald: *hugs and kiss*

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Donald: Hey, Ma?

Hortense: Mm? Yeah, Donnie, what's wrong?

Donald: *gives a pendant with photos inside, in the first she is with a Quackmore, and in the second he is with Della and the boys*

Donald: I love you.

Hortense: Aw.. Tha gaol agam ortsa cuideachd, a ghràidh!

Hortense and Donald: *hugs*

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Donald: Dumbella?

Della: What you need, Dick Duck?

Donald: *gives a photo album with all (especially shameful) photos of boys*

Della: ...

Della: I'm so fucking love you sometimes.

Donald: And I love you always.

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Donald: Webby? Can I bother you?

Webby: Hm? Of course, what happened, Unca Donald?

Donald: I noticed that you like to weave bracelets and...

Donald: *gives her a large set for beading*

Donald: If you don't like it, I can buy you something else.

Webby: *presses his hands to his beak and quickly jumps on the spot*

Webby: I LOVE IT!!

Webby: *jumps on Donald with hugs*

Donald: Oh! I'm glad to hear that.

Donald and Webby: *hugs*

+bonus

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Donald: *calmly drinking tea*

Scrooge: *comes running, stops and violently catches his breath*

Scrooge: Hey, Donnie!

Scrooge: *kisses Donald on the cheek*

Donald: You decided to give Goldie and Bridget gifts on March 8th, but now you need to hide somewhere, right?

Scrooge: Right.

Donald: *sigh* Okay, let's go.

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Della: Yo, Don!

Webby: Unca Donald, look!

Donald: ?

Donald: *spits out the tea he was drinking*

Webby with a magic blade: Look what Uncle Scrooge gave us!

Della with a gun: Cool, right?

Donald: ...

Donald: UNCLE SCROOGE

Scrooge is in his Money Bin: I don't feel safe.

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*Magica and Daisy beat Gladstone*

Donald: *looks at this*

Donald: Interesting.

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Donald: I'm home!

Kids: For you, unca!

Kids: *gives flowers and sweets*

Donald: ...

Scrooge with a bouquet: Do you like it?

Donald: Sometimes I hate you, unckie.

Scrooge: !!

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I love you, girls~💕

Jose couldn't say a word.

Standing in front of him was someone he had both loved and betrayed

— Donal?... — slowly, as if through torture, he pronounced his name. He couldn't believe his eyes.

Donald stood half-turned, looking at Jose with all the anger and hatred his soul could muster. The red dress spread over his body like wine, like... blood. He slowly raised a hand with bloody knuckles and ran it through his thick, blond hair. His real hair.

— Donal... Meu Deus, isso é tão inesperado.. I... I... Posso explicar tudo! — Jose stuttered and began to chatter rapidly, but was interrupted.

— That's enough, Jose. — Donald interrupted him in his usual voice. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He turned completely to Jose and continued — I've already figured it out.

Jose felt as if his heart had stopped.

— Não.. não.. Não, Não, Não, Não! — he quickly started repeating it, as if it would help him wake up from the nightmare he had driven himself into. — Você entendeu tudo errado, eu juro-!

— Stop, Jose. — The hardness in Donald's voice was incredibly frightening, Jose felt his body and voice tremble — I understood everything.

Donald began to walk away with a moderate step. He really wanted to run away, but his legs were too heavy. Or he was afraid of losing the pieces of a newly broken heart.

— I knew you as a handsome guy, both on the outside and inside. A very kind and incredibly confident man. — Donald stopped again and looked at Jose — I knew you as a caballero. — The whole time when Jose appeared to him in a different form flashed before his eyes. Absolutely different.

He squeezed his eyes shut and opened them to see a scared Jose standing in front of him. He even wanted to laugh. When has Jose ever been afraid?

— I loved you, Jose. — Donald admitted abruptly — I loved you and followed you. I got over my self-loathing and my fear. I put on this dress and followed you. At first, I despised myself for lying to you, that I needed to open up before it was too late. But it was too late. — the tone of the voice gained momentum, angry at himself and the man he loved, but in the end it became quiet and full of disappointment again. — If I had confessed to you, I would have found out what you really think of me. — Donald turned around and, as if embracing the force, walked away confidently, clicking his heels. — Now you can say whatever you want!

Tears were still streaming down his cheeks. He hated Jose for his lies and hypocrisy, hated himself that even so, he still loves this scoundrel.

But he won't let anyone wipe their feet on him anymore. No one will neglect him anymore. He's Donald Duck and he's had enough.

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Jose felt a wave rolling over him. No, the storm. No, a storm of emotions.

Yes, he admitted that sometimes gossiping behind the backs of his amigos, but that doesn't mean anything, right?

To lie a little there, add a couple of facts here and that's it.

Lying for good, right?

But why didn't he stop? No, why did he even start? Were all those ladies for whom he lied so artfully worth this amigos? His Donal?

No.

Now Jose is on his knees, realizing that he is alone. He was abandoned, immediately by two wonderful people.

Beautiful Anna, a femme fatale blonde and an amazing dancer.

And the same wonderful Donald. His best friend and caballero.

They turned out to be the same person and left.

How he wanted to go back in time and hit himself with all his might.

No woman was worthy of Donald Duck, but Jose realized it too late.

What should he do now?

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Based on a new post @diogxnxs !

Well, since May and June have apparently been alone for quite a long time, life on a boat will be a good time to start their quiet life and time for themselves so that they understand what it's like to be children with loving parents.

And for a couple of months a year, they can live in a mansion for socialization and adaptation in large companies.

DuckTales 2017 Finale Spoilers:

June: Now that Heron’s gone

May: Where do we belong?

Lena: We belong right here

Donald: {on the phone} Hey Daisy! You know that adventure we’re going to take?! How about a couple of stowaways?

Webby: EXCUSE ME!?? I just got two new sisters and now you’re just taking them away from me!?

Lena: All of us were going to Funso’s this Saturday but I guess that plan is out the window

Violet: We literally JUST made them friendship bracelets!

Donald: {moves phone away from his head} Uh…

Daisy: {on the phone} DONALD! We’ve been planning this trip for just the two of us for months! I like your friends but I don’t think I want José and Panchito to be with us for that long

Donald: {goes back on the phone} What!? No, no, no, no! You don’t understand! What I meant was I’ve adopted two kids-

Daisy: YOU ADOPTED TWO CHILDREN WITHOUT TALKING TO ME FIRST!?! Donald! We’ve been dating for almost a year now and we’ve never had that conversation about having kids!

Donald: It’s okay Daisy! I have experience! Trust me, raising kids on a boat away from the rest of the world is the way to go!

Huey: Wait! Uncle Donald! You and Aunt Daisy are leaving!?

Della: You didn’t tell the kids you were leaving!?

Donald: I, uh, was going t-

Dewey: He never tells us anything!! We didn’t even know that much about you until we moved into Uncle Scrooge’s place

Della: WHAT!?!

Dewey: Yeah! Any time we’d ask about he’d just avoid the question!

Donald: I was going through stuff!

Louie: {to May and June} You don’t wanna live on his houseboat, trust me! He turns into an absolute monster whenever he’s docking the boat

Donald: Louie!

Louie: And you two already saw the mansion! It’s a way better place to live!

Webby: The air vents alone make the mansion worth exploring!

June: Ooh! Does your houseboat have any air vents!?

Donald: Uh… {opens the plane doors to start the finale credits}

I’m not the only one who thinks Pete is hot, right?

Donald Duck × Pete!

I am setting up future animatics in Journal. I have written out for first burn which i am doing next week.

I am gonna do top of my school for mickey mouse and another for the same mouse on little miss perfect but i don't know what ship to use?

I, looking at how I write fan fiction, after being addicted to it for a whole summer c.ai:

Another silly doodle of my OTP. Hope you enjoy it like I do

Reference:

Sorry guys, but I think I'll skip day 2 and day 3.

I don't really understand what I can write ಥ_ಥ

The Three Gay Caballeros be like:

Donald: Just one of my boyfriends. I don't remember who exactly, heh.

Scrooge is nearby: Excuse me, but WHO-

Memories.

Unca Donald, if you’re in the photo, then who took this?

Request prompt from @minaduck : Huey and Donald! Thanks for the request, friend!