sifumusebox | PSL: Dinner with Daisy (for hearshisvoice)

[For Daisy, preparing for the evening had been a lot more stressful and hectic than she thought it would be. Part of it was due to sudden work interference, but the greatest problem she had was deciding what to wear. She had no shortage in terms of outfits, but what would work best for a first date on a house boat floating in the Duckberg's richest duck's pool!? She already wants to look her best for Donald, but if she's also going to be in Scrooge McDuck's property, she feels like she needs to step it up a notch. And should she bring a bathing suit???

Wait, no, that would be a bit much, wouldn't it? Then maybe she should go simple yet classy? Okay, good start, but then—

By the evening of the date, her apartment had clothes strewn all over the place and at one point she even considered sewing a new one until she finally found a two piece she could just make a few alterations to. It's not like she's trying to impress Donald, but...yeah, okay, maybe a little. It doesn't help that she hasn't prepared for a date in a very long time and while she feels a bit silly for having some nerves, the fluttering in her stomach as she clutches her purse and stares up at the gates of McDuck manor refused to settle.]

Come on, Daisy, it's just a date. ...A date with a guy who is the nephew of the richest duck in the world and has gone on grand adventures and is better than anyone you've ever met, but none of that matters. Just take a deep breath... —!

[It's at this point of her quiet muttering that she happens to glance over and notice the intercom. Frantically she looks around to see if there's a camera and she hopes to whatever grand deity is out there that no one saw or heard her just now. After once again swallowing her nerves, she takes a deep breath and pushes the button on the intercom before waiting.

...And waiting.

.............And waiting—]

Um...hello? [A nervous question as she steps closer before frowning and pressing the button.] Hi, this is Daisy Duck to meet Donald? ...Anyone there?

Is no one watching the gate...?

[After a few more minutes of silence, she pulls out her phone and tries to call Donald.]

[Donald's not sure if he's ever felt more nervous. He feels like he could explode from nerves at any moment! But he tries his best to keep it under control. He's met Daisy twice now. They've gotten along so well! He just has to keep it going and not ruin it forever.

His heart is racing at full speed as his eyes dart around, looking for any sign of Daisy's approach. She should be here now! ...Right? Except there's no sign of her. Did she finally realize she could do better than him and call the whole thing off?! ...No, no, that doesn't sound like Daisy. Even if she did realize that, she wouldn't ditch him without a word.

It takes him a few moments to realize that it's not just his nerves making him shake. His phone is vibrating! Desperately as if reaching for some life-saving antidote, he reaches for his phone... and then spends a moment or two fumbling as it nearly slips out of his fingers, before he finally manages to grip it and desperately answers.]

Hello, Daisy? What's wrong? Are you okay? Are- are you stuck in traffic??

[Is it wrong for her to think that it's actually kind of sweet that the first thing he asks is whether or not she's okay? It's not that special, and yet somehow she can't stop the smile forming before she remembers why she's calling to begin with.]

No, I'm fine...but I am stuck in front of the gates. [She looks back up at them before pushing the button on the intercom.] I'm not sure if the intercom is working or not.

[He may have been starting to imagine horrifying scenarios where she was stuck fending off an army of Beagle Boys or being carted away by sirens or some other ridiculous threat.

He has the phone pressed tightly against the side of his head as he soaks up each word. He's worried, but also it's a treat to just hear her voicr again.]

What, you're at the gates?! Why isn't anyone letting you... in...? [His words slow down as the facts sink in, and he lets out a distressed squawk.]

Oh no!! There's no one there! I'm so sorry, Daisy! I'll get you in right away!

[With that, he rushes back to the mansion! He only ends up tripping and falling on his face three times before he gets to the gate controls and sets it to open. Then he hurries back to his starting position by the boat, tripping only twice on the return trip! Now he looks a little scuffes up, and he's started to build up a sweat. But he's ready now! Or he sure hopes he is.]

[Clearly this has to happen next time I mean what—

What, no one's there—?

[But before she could finish asking, he's already gone and possibly rushing over to her?? She can somewhat hear some sounds from the other side and she tries to peer closer but by the time she steps forward the gates have opened.]

Oh... Um... Donald?

[Just a tentative call as she takes a few steps through. She actually expected (and maybe hoped) to see him there, but it's just a cloud of dust. It's...actually kind of creepy. Is there really no one here..??

She takes another few steps, unable to help looking around in awe and curiosity. Sure she's seen pictures, but actually stepping onto McDuck Manor?? No one would believe her.

However, there is still one problem that Donald overlooked, and he's going to find that out when she calls him.]

So...which way do I go to the pool?

[She's heard rumors of traps, okay, and this place is huge. She's already hesitant to hang around the central fountain in case it does something.]

[Another day, another disaster!

There's always at least one problem being overlooked by Donald at any given point in time. In any case, he'd quick to answer her!]

Oh right! Silly me. Sorry... You'll have to come around the side of the house that's on your right hand side, and then you can't miss it.

But be careful! [He feels like he's talking her through some death-defying stunt.] If you see any loose change or any x's marked on the ground, don't touch them! They're booby trapped! I'm here if you have any problems. [He's really starting to feel like maybe he should have escorted her there! But hopefully she'll make it to their date in one piece.]

B-Booby traps!? [THOSE ARE REAL!? It's only natural that she's a bit concerned and she looks around warily. And it is tempting to ask if he could come and escort her, but if he's waiting for her she doesn't want him to go out of his way.

Besides, she's a grown, independent woman and she doesn't want to leave a bad impression on him. She can handle a few things that might pop out, right?

...Probably.

Anyway, she'll hastily clear her throat.]

Er, I mean I should be able to handle it. But next time you're leaving a map.

[There's a light chuckle as she then hangs up and takes a breath.

You can do this, Daisy, and there's a path right there. Just stay on it and everything should be okay.

Determination set, she sets forth and keeps a careful eye on the ground while taking occasional glances around. It's her first time here, after all, so despite the dangers she can't help but be a little curious. The place could use some more flowers, though...

Anyway, as their luck tends to be, when she's just a few feet away from the pool area, Daisy is momentarily distracted and accidentally trips over something. The next thing Donald will hear is a surprised yell not too far away and should he investigate...

Daisy is nowhere to be seen.]

[Oh it's real, all of it! Scrooge doesn't keep countless enemies at bay using only his wits. Donald didn't consider that Daisy could possibly set off the traps. After all, she's very smart, resourceful, and incredible! Still, he feels regret and worry at her response.]

Of- of course! [That's all he gets out as she hangs up. Maybe he should have tried to meet her at the gate or something? But he has faith in her, he knows she'll find him in no time at all!

Except then, what he hears is a yell. And he's pretty sure he knows whose yell that is! In a panic, Donald rushes forward in the direction of the shout.]

Daisy?! [He exclaims with a panic and looks around wildly in each direction.] Daisy, where are you?!

[One minute Daisy was walking peacefully on the ground and then the next she finds herself hanging up from a tree Ina classic net trap. To think she'd actually get caught...! How careless. But rather than wait helplessly she immediately tries to reorient herself and see if she can't cut herself out.

But just as she's at least sitting up, she hears Donald beneath her and there's relief as well as embarrassment.]

Donald! I'm up—

[She stops and quickly shouts at him.]

Don't look up!!!

[She's in a dress after all!!]

[Donald looks up the moment he hears her voice! But he quickly realizes the situation and turns red, as he clasps his hands over his eyes in embarrassment.]

Sorry! I- I didn't see anything! [He says with a nervous squawk.]

Are you okay?! Let me get you down from there! [His eyes still covered, he blindly steps forward to seek out the rope that can release the net.]

[Daisy doesn't get embarrassed too easily but this is definitely a good case for it. Still she tries her best to stay calm and hope her face isn't too red.]

O-okay!

[But wait, if he blindly pulls the rope and it releases, who's going to catch her??]

Wait—!

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[As she says that, Donald blindly stumbles forward and grabs onto the rope!]

I- I got it!

[What is there to wait for? He's got it! Donald then gives it a good yank, such that he ends up staggering backwards. Right beneath Daisy's net as it's dropped!]

Ahhhh!!

[And down comes Daisy. Hope he doesn't mind beigg a cushion for her fall!]

Oof!!

[And down comes Donald, onto the ground beneath her. Flustered and stunned, he's practically seeing stars right now.]

...Welcome... to McDuck Manor...

[There's a small groan from her end because as nice as it was to not hit dirt, Donald isn't exactly the softest thing either. Still, once she hears him she immediately scrambles to remove herself.]

Oh, Donald!! [On her knees beside him with her hands on his poor head and back.] I'm so sorry, are you all right!?

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[He blinks groggily while in the process of regaining his senses.]

Are you an angel...? [Then he blinks some more, feeling the warmth of her hands on his head and back, and he nervously squawks as he snaps back to reality.]

I- I'm okay! But what about you?

[Did he just—]

[Despite the situation, she can't help but smile a bit before it grows a little warmer as her touch against his head becomes gentler.]

Yes, I'm fine. A bit surprised, but it would have been worse if you hadn't been there.

[It takes him a moment to respond, because it's hard to form words when feeling the gentle stroke of her touch.]

Good! I'm just glad you're alright. I'm sorry I messed this up before it even began.

[After all that, he deserves a soothing touch. She really didn't want him to get hurt because of her carelessness!]

I admit I wasn't expecting getting stuck in a trap on a first date, but you did warn me and I was careless. I stepped off the path to look at some of the flower bushes over there.

[A slight glance over to said bushes.]

[He frowns as he glances over towards the flower bushes.]

One of them must have been an am-bush. [He says with a sage nod, and then he looks towards Daisy.]

I should been a guide for you from the beginning. [Now he brings himself back up to his feet and reaches for Daisy's hand.] Come on, I'll lead you the rest of the way!

[Did he really just pun—

Normally she'd roll her eyes, but here she can't help giggle a little before she takes his hand, straightening her dress and brushing off some of the dust and dirt with her free hand as she does.]

It's all right, I'm more surprised there wasn't anyone around instead. Don't you guys have any butlers or anything.

~~[are they still holding hands]~~

[That could be the actual name of the bush trap! Wordplay runs in the family.]

That's good! Uh, and sorry. Everyone else is kinda out for the evening.

[There's a chance Duckworth might be around, because spirits live by their own schedule. But Donald hasn't spotted the specter at all yet this evening, so maybe he decided to let them have some privacy.

He blushes some more as she takes his hand. He certainly won't let go anytime soon, as he's ready to walk her towards the houseboat. But first, he has to actually move. That's a bit difficult right now! Now that she's standing up ~~and no longer dangling in a net~~, he's getting a good look at her for the first time tonight. A smile melts onto his beak as he looks at her.]

A-anyway... you look great! Another nice dress!

[Everyone is out...? Does that mean they're alone? Okay, she's mature enough to not really think much about it other than—]

Guess we won't have to worry about weird onlookers trying to spy on us then. [Just a little teasing smile. She has nieces, she knows how that can go.

But then he's just standing there staring at her and...oh. Oh. The way he smiles and his compliment, as simple as it was, somehow makes her heart flutter and a light blush creep up her cheeks as she glances away a little, feeling strangely shy. It's not the first time she's been complimented, but why does it make her feel giddy hearing it from him!?]

O-Oh...you like it? [SHE'S SO GLAD SHE SPENT SO MUCH TIME PREPARING— But now it's her turn to get a good look at him.] You look good as well, Donald.

[And is it just the way the moonlight is hitting them or is he really that handsome at night? Daisy Duck get a grip on yourself!]

[Just as planned, it's just the two of them! No outside interference to worry about. ...Wait, that also means it's just the two of them.

Donald laughs nervously.]

R-right. ...We can just have fun without worrying about anyone else!

[Donald is all too happy to dispense compliments. Especially with how Daisy takes them to heart! It helps Donald's heart to swell with joy. Not only does she understand him, but she really seems to respect and value his opinion!

As she turns the compliments back on him, now he gets bashful and ducks his head.]

O-oh, I do? Even though it got a little dirty... thanks Daisy.

[With his free hand, he briefly reaches up to try to hastily wipe some of the dirt from his clothes.]

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