Part three of three! Hope you enjoyed it, I had a good time writing this one. It’ll be a while before I can do another though, phew! I’m shattered (hahaha geddit like… like that last page…)
so. SO. @ankkalinna went ahead and sent me a comic i’ve been looking for ever since i made this blog despite me never even telling her that i was looking for it because she just transcended the limits of human communication and directly tuned into my brainwaves i guess.
HOO HOO HOOOOO
it’s the one where magica casts a spell to get the “most important thing to scrooge” and what do you think it is. who do you think it is. it’s not the dime. this post is hard to make because i’m still giddy but it’s donald, of course it’s donald, what else could it be.
and i knew this existed somewhere out there? but i didn’t know the specifics. and i didn’t know that magica, scrooge and donald are all IN THE SAME PLACE AS THIS HAPPENS. PLEASE LOOK AT THE PROCESS OF REALISATION.
this is the only blessed smug donald in existence. all others? highly cursed. this one? reverberating with all the positive energies in the universe.
and of course scrooge just fucking, has none of it. this quality tsundere content. spell must have misfired, day saved, show over, everybody go home and definitely don’t talk to me thanks.
and i think the ending implies that nothing outwardly changes, donald just kind of holds that knowledge in his heart and has a much easier time working and caring for scrooge, then, which, of course, status quo is god, and it’s still super good and sweet, but i also kind of wish he’d get to express the critical levels of smugness he must have reached here.
like i wish he’d never let scrooge hear the end of it. just walks into the bin like fear no more the most important person in your life has arrived. just pulls up to the drive-through like uuhhh a chicken sandwich for my emotionally constipated uncle and a cheeseburger for me, the thing he fears losing most in the world, and maybe a banana milkshake
(the only drawback is that these scans are in finnish, which i speak eight words of, but i swear to god i will find this in german and scanlate it someday. if i’ve ever been meant for anything, it is this)
The last two panels:
Donald: “Someone might say that nothing changed. But still, everything feels so different now.”
hhhHHHHRROROROOARRRGGHHH
I’m crying. This is awesome, but I’m crying and laughing.
Part two of three! Thanks so much for all the encouraging messages you’re all so awesome about these scribbly comics o’ mine. As ever, right click and open in new tabs for the full size images- much easier to see! Also if you are, somehow, new to all this nonsense and the running gag of ‘we don’t talk about Matilda’ go read this here comic (and then maybe some more of these).
This will be canon, anon :D I’ve been pretty tired lately, and with what happened, there was no lights, no ways to draw. I kinda tried their original designs in reboot style, I don’t know. Just a few more requests :D
a full-grown duck only weighs twenty pounds. i’m having a crisis. that’s not even ten kilograms. that’s nothing. a slight breeze could knock them over. i could carry them in a little backpack. by all accounts, if they tried to headbutt someone human-sized, it should look like a confused bumblebee bumping into a window. they’re just sacks of feathers. how does society accommodate such tiny birds. i’ll trust uncle scrooge as far as i can throw him, and it turns out that may actually be pretty far.
