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    Mallard Thunderbeak
    "a Mighty Ducks - the Animated Series universe adventure"
    Mighty Ducks characters and concept owned solely by Disney
    Mallard Thunderbeak aka Sigmund Wyndtrough owned by Darrel Vanwinkle (writing as Lord Pouchlaw)
    All other characters owned by board members (at The Legacy @

    [MT&TPP-05] Mallard Thunderbeak and the Puck Police
    Episode Five: Sponsor A Prince
    By Darrel Vanwinkle (Lord Pouchlaw)
    June 15th, 2019

    Mallard Thunderbeak, male former human now a Mighty Duck duplicate of a young Canard Thunderbeak, hero
    Stefano Webster; Electronics and Mechanics specialist
    Caesar O' Donald nicknamed as Zero; Ace pilot and weapons specialist
    Eira Swanson; Communications specialist
    Fiona Ducaine; Swat Operative and Tactician
    Falcone of the Raptrin Brotherhood of the Blade; detective; customs agent
    Harmony Harper; Puckworld Sports Representative and Reporter for the Nightly Puckworld News team; undercover

    Carol Mason, female human, wife, junior Olympic Figure Skater
    James Talbot, male human, friend of Carol's; practicing magician, wealthy eccentric
    Captain Ace Kannis, male human, legal guardian for Mallard; Police officer in San Francisco
    Aramus E. Quincy, male human, best friend to Mallard's human half; huge Mario Brothers fan

    Dr. Theodore Quark, male Puckworld medical technician, allied to Wraith

    Chapter One

    The next morning, Mallard had been monitoring the big game through a satellite link connected through Drake One. Mallard had already gathered Carla and Maverick earlier and they were all three evaluating the slaughter which the bruising barbarians were performing on the Mighty Ducks. "Man, you weren't kidding about Phil's request to have us show up, Mallard old buddy," remarked Maverick as they saw that how overwhelmed the ducks were in their own arena.

    Carla then seemed to be counting players on the ice (on the satellite screen.) "Mallard, correct me if Ah am wrong, but in Earth Ice 'ockey, what is the legal number of players allowed on the ice? Ah am seeing the normal number of ducks; but the bruisers 'ave more than six bulldozing our friends."

    Mallard arched an eye as he caused the screen shot to zoom out so they could see the entire rink at the same time. "Good call, Carla. Time to go in there and make our appearance. I am sure the visiting referree will complain when we show up, but if the opposing team can have more than the required amount, then it makes sense for the ducks to even the score. They better feel fortunate that we didn't bring the entire Resistance with us."

    Maverick said, "And with the sponsor boy coming in, it would be bad for him to see his heroes lose a game on the day he arrives."

    While they were watching the overpowering brutal game in progress, Zero and Stefan noted another flying jet craft rocketing into the anaheim air space. "Seems like the sponsor boy is getting a ride with the Swat Kats, boss duck!" exclaimed Zero as they held their position near the Anaheim Pond arena.

    The ride aboard the Turbo Kat Swat Jet to Anaheim was a bit over the top in Casey Glendon's opinion but since he was getting to ride with the Swat Kats, he wasn't going to complain at all. Daffy Duck had made the escort arrangements and this was the fastest way to get to Anaheim. Soon, as the Turbo Kat Swat Jet was drawing near to Anaheim, T-Bone asked, "Is this your first trip to Anaheim, Casey?"

    "Yeah, I really did not expect to win the contest, T-Bone. Thanks for giving me a ride to the Pond," Casey remarked as the Swat Jet continued its trek into the city limits of Anaheim. Although the city was a part of Los Angeles, it was a marvelous place to behold. Soon, the Turbo Kat Swat Jet came in for a landing in a nearby parking lot facing the Anaheim Hockey Arena where the Mighty Ducks called home. Casey smiled when he saw the full color sign that advertised the Hockey team. Once they came to a complete stop, T-Bone and Razor helped Casey out of their jet and unloaded the boy's suitcases before walking toward the Pond's rear entrance. It was normally locked but with a game in progress the only person guarding the door was Officer Klegghorn. "Good, you guys are here," stated Klegghorn. "Daffy Duck called me to let me know that the contest winner was on his way with you two. And as long as you boys don't blow up any buildings in Anaheim, you can stay." He held open the door for the mega kats and the human boy as they entered the back part of the arena where they were to meet up with Phil Palmfeather, the Duck's stocky manager.

    When Casey saw Phil talking on his cellphone as was typical for him to do, he picked up a chocolate icing cream-filled long-john and waved it in front of the manager's face. "Mr. Palmfeather. I am Casey Glendon, the contest winner for Sponsor a Prince." Phil then ended his call and took the treat with a smile. "Casey, Baby! Welcome to Anaheim! As you can tell, the ducks are just finishing up a game on the ice. They will be so pleased to see you. Come with me to Drake One and when they come in from their game, we can surprise them." After a ride down the elevator to the Duck Lair, Phil showed the Swat Kats where to take Casey's luggage. "Wildwing decided you could have the room right next door to his. Nosedive's room is on the other side of yours. They even put their names on their doors so you could find your way around later on. The bathroom is right across the hallway from your room." After depositing the suitcases into Casey's room, Phil took Casey back to the main Chamber and turned on Drake One which had a default view of the Hockey game in progress top side.

    Then Razor handed Casey a special communicator device and said, "Gerard Prince said that if you ever need any assistance after you get moved in, feel free to call him on this communicator. Although you might end up with his adorable friend... the Devil Kangaroo named Arnie Roo; he is a lovable hyper Underworld Kangaroo. Take care of yourself, Casey; T-Bone and I need to return to Mega Kat City." He gave the boy a hug and then allowed his big partner to hug the boy before the two mega felines departed.

    Mallard grinned when he saw the Turbo Kat Jet lift off and depart back to the East. "Let's get down there and get cleared with Klegghorn. As long as we don't blow anything up, Officer Klegghorn is okay with our being in Anaheim.

    Arriving at the rear entrance and having a few brief words with Klegghorn in regards to how the other team was cheating, the reserve team entered the arena where they soon arrived at the edge of the arena and they began to get their skates on. The Mighty Ducks were three points behind when the reserve team arrived. Wildwing looked tired while Mallory was sitting in the penalty box. Grin and Duke looked determined while Nosedive and Tanya were being blocked off by the opposing team members from having a clear shot. Mallard then spoke to the referee before getting the affirmative before they skated out on to the ice where they briefly said something to Wildwing before taking their positions. Mallard had what looked like a police badge on his uniform and looked very much like a young Canard Thunderbeak. Maverick looked as if he had just came in from a wild west Texas styled ranch. Carla appeared to be as athletic as Duke but almost as built as Grin. Not to mention, she was as gorgeous as Mallory. An Amazon like duck.

    The announcer then said, "I've just been given word that the Mighty Ducks' reserve players have just arrived albeit late for the game. Entering the ice is the favorite officer of fans and players alike, Mallard Thunderbeak from San Francisco, as well as the cowboy duck from Texas, Maverick Rhone. And the reserve team's Australian lady... Carla McCall. A true Amazon among the ducks. The opposing teams now have the same number of players. And it appears that the opposing team's manager is starting to raise a complaint to the referee about the new arrivals. And I see Mallard skating over that way to give his two cents. It appears that the Mallard is diffusing the complaint and now he is pointing his hockey stick at each one of the opposing teams' players who are on the ice one at a time. Let's see... one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven. And he is pointing at the three in the opposing penalty box. Oh my god! Too many players on the ice at the same time. And now, the opposing manager is being lifted off of his feet by one of Mallard's powers and he is being levitated back across the ice to his own penalty box. Now Mallard is having words with the referee. I can see Mallard indicating the number six on his hands. And the referee is calling for a time out. The referee is now entering the ice and he is shouting at the opposing team. Now I see Mallard heading up this way to the announcer's booth where we have a camera man who has been recording the game. And if I don't miss my guess, he is wanting to see the tape for today's game." Mallard then arrived in the announcer's booth and he grabbed the microphone out of the man's hand. "Damned right that's why I am up here. I want to see exactly when the extra players entered the ice and what the score was when they violated the rules. Scores will be decreased to the totals that existed at the moment of violation. Unlike the rest of these high school drop-outs, I have a college education and I can count."

    End of Chapter One

  • #2
    Chapter Two

    Mallory who had been in the penalty box for her two minute violation, suddenly stood up and exited the box as she skated out to speak to Wildwing and Duke. Nosedive was ecstatic over the reserve ducks being in the arena. "Hey Carla, How are things down at the station?" asked Nosedive to the Australian Amazon duck. "Once I got off my acre and around the traps, my mates and I had a big barbie. Youse should have been around the traps with us; we even had a cooler of tinnies." Australian Slang Translation: Once I got off my ass and out and about, my friends and I had a big barbecue. You should have been out there with us; We even had a cooler of beer.

    Mallory quietly said to Wildwing and Duke, "Are we so tired that we didn't notice their overwhelming us with extra players on the ice?"

    Wildwing replied, "Between Phil running us ragged with the publicity outings and our hunting and fighting Dragaunus and his boys, when we do get back to the pond, we are understandably tired. And don't forget that we have a sponsor boy coming in to join us; the winner of that Sponsor a Prince contest thing. He's a duck lover and he chose us."

    That was when the California state Hockey authority arrived at the edge of the ice as the man was joined by Mallard who showed him the video evidence of that day's game and how the opposing team chose to unfairly disregard the rules and how they complained when the reserve team showed up to even the odds.

    Phil approached Mallard and he said, "I sure am glad you are on our side. With the Sponsor boy awaiting the ducks in the lair, I am planning on decreasing the duck's publicity outings so they have time to show the boy a good time. Maybe you could consider having a Sponsor boy in San Francisco, Mallard."

    Mallard replied, "If Wraith would leave me alone, it might be a good idea. However, you might be in luck on another angle, Phil. Several of the Puckworldian ducks under my command are itching to play some professional Ice Hockey. If it pans out, you could receive up to twenty more ducks for the Mighty Ducks team here in Anaheim."

    Phil smiled as he gave Mallard a hug. "That's what I like to hear, boobie! Keep me informed on their desires and I won't be trying to stick a contract in your beak!"

    Mallard turned the stocky manager and set a serious gaze upon him. "Is that a promise, Phil?"

    Phil was in an iron grip as he replied, "Yes, I promise, Mallard. Besides, you already agreed to fill in as the reserve team during just in case situations."

    Mallard made a scary face at that point. "If I find you going back on your word, Phil, I am going to forward embarrassing nude photos of you and your jelly donuts to TMZ. With my X-Ray vision power, I already see more than I care to see at the oddest times."

    Now the duck's manager looked very worried. "I didn't know you had X-Ray vision, Mallard. How crazy are your powers currently?"

    Mallard grinned as he released Phil. "I am the Anasian version of DC Comics' Superman with a bit of Marvel Comics' Dr. Strange thrown in for good measure and mixed lightly with some wild dimension hopping abilities. I cannot imagine what Wraith was thinking when he arranged for me to be transformed into this mixed up duck hero."

    Phil then said, "To understand a Saurian one has to be a Saurian and I think you have enough issues with being a duck. But if you get curious for scaled heroes, The Dinosaucers are located somewhere in Northern California. At least that was what a news team reported one time. Dragaunus avoids them with good reason. I need to focus on my team, Mallard."

    Mallard let Phil go as he went to join the rest of the game in progress. When it was over, he gathered up the reserve team, said their farewells to Wildwing and the others, and then Mallard escorted the reserve team back to their own individual home bases before returning to Angel Island in San Francisco.

    The next morning, after he had just finished breakfast, Mallard noted on his security monitor that Dragaunus had arrived on the estate grounds by himself and holding a white flag. When Mallard emerged from his mansion, he had his latest learned power activated around his head. Mallard's eyes were glowing as if he were wearing the Mask himself.

    "Make it good, Dragaunus. What do you want this time? Since you didn't punish Wraith, our alliance is on shaky ground."

    Dragaunus irked when he saw what looked like the Mask's power glowing around Mallard's duck head. "We want our navigation chip back that you stole from us. I find it hard to believe that a law duck has to resort to stealing to get the point across."

    Mallard's aura flared at those words as he replied, "You promised me that you would wring Wraith's neck for creating me in the first place. Yet he still looks as healthy as ever and he even had a new staff at the last combat encounter. I arranged for you to get the Raptor and your team back to 'a' Puckworld and not more than twenty-four hours later, we learn that you guys were back on Earth in Australia stealing Uranium reserves from their government. True, we didn't see you, but your dishonest slimes were there. And what looked like the Raptor was parked next to the Uranium mines. You last told me that you wanted to get yourselves as well as your ship back to Puckworld; and lo and behold... after getting your wish, you came back to Earth. That means that you lied to me. If our alliance means something to you, Dragaunus, fulfill your word in regards to Wraith or else... I start acting like my friend Aramus Quincy and go Koopa hunting. Especially if you want this..." And Mallard produced what looked like the navigation chip in one hand. Just as he had produced the chip, it vanished out of his hand as Wraith appeared next to Dragaunus handing it over to their leader. "The plan worked, my liege."

    Mallard grinned evilly as he then produced a second Nav-Chip out of his pocket that looked like the first. "Are you sure, Wraith?"

    Dragaunus then examined the chip he was holding before he sniffed it and then carefully unwrapped the shiny foil off of it to reveal what appeared to be a candy bar. "What is this, Mallard?"

    Mallard smirked. "Its the latest Star Wars candy bar made to look like a navigation chip. Did you really think I would come out here with the Nav-Chip on my person?" And then he snapped his fingers and Wraith's newest staff vanished from the Saurian's hands and it appeared in Mallard's hands. "Stronger material this time, Wraith. And as you can see, I can use magic now as well and it is your old staff's fault. That's why I told Siege that you made my powers stronger. I am not surprised that he didn't give you my message."

    End of Chapter Two


    • #3
      Chapter Three

      Dragaunus then popped the chocolate bar into Wraith's open muzzle. "We got the navigation directions back to Earth by accident when Chameleon was listening to what sounded like a space radio station origination from Planet Stallos II in the Sol system. After repairing the ship, we back-traced the radio signal and getting back to Earth was easy after that. I wasn't ready to leave Earth yet, Mallard. Getting resources was not my goal; destroying the mask IS."

      Mallard grinned with a laugh. "That's all you want? Why didn't you say so? Wait here." And he tossed the staff back to Wraith before he went back inside the mansion.

      Dragaunus arched an eye. "He is going to hand the mask over to us? I find this turn of events a little hard to believe."

      Mallard magically teleported himself down to Anaheim where the Sponsor Boy party was occurring in the Pond and he picked up the Mask which Wildwing was not wearing at the moment and using his magic, he duplicated the mask to make an exact twin. Then he placed the original back into its original resting place before teleporting himself back to Angel Island where he made a twin of the Nav-Chip. He placed the new Nav-Chip just inside the duplicate of the Mask directly between the eyes of the new Mask. Then he emerged from the mansion and he walked directly over to Dragaunus beak-to-snout and said, "Examine the mask to make sure I am not tricking you, Dragaunus. As for Wraith, I am still not happy with him. We can retain our alliance with the same rules as before. As you can see, I have not joined the Mighty Ducks. I still hate ice skating. I do it for my lady love but it is not something that I like to do." He then handed over the mask and slowly stepped back from his ally to watch what Dragaunus would do with the mask.

      Dragaunus held it up in front of Wraith's snout. "Is this the mask, Wraith?"

      Wraith used his magic to examine the mask as he said, "It is, although our Nav-Chip is inside the mask. Had you stomped on the mask to destroy it, you would have inadvertently destroyed our Nav-Chip at the same time."

      Dragaunus reached inside the mask and he found the chip stuck to the mask with a piece of Duct Tape; the stuff Mallard was fond of using on Nosedive. "I guess our alliance remains intact, Mallard. However, punishing a Saurian Sorcerer cannot be done in a way that would be noticeable. Breaking a staff or doing physical damage to him would not have a lasting effect. Contacting his old Master does have a lasting humiliation. On Sauron, he is referred to as The Leee-Zard by his apprentices. I find the nickname rather appalling. And now I should go make sure Siege is fulfilling the latest shopping list legally. Even a Saurian has to eat."

      Mallard then asked, "And where is Chameleon today? Hellfire really hates your useless joke of a henchman. And as long as Siege isn't in Australia, Carla won't rip him a new one."

      Dragaunus then chose to remind his ally of a loophole in the agreement. "Mallard, our agreement states that my minions have to stay out of New Puck City as well as San Francisco unless they are with me directly. Your own words. When Chameleon was in Texas and Siege was in Australia; those places were not stated in the original agreement therefore... we don't have to stay out of those areas. You can be mad at yourself for not thinking ahead. We have been obeying the original contract... at least I have been. Wraith as you are well aware tends to do whatever he wants. We did help you to sort out Aramus a while back. We didn't have to do that, but we did. Come on, Wraith." And the two vanished off of the estate's property which made Mallard slyly grin.

      After Dragaunus destroys the mask and thinking that Wildwing no longer has access to it, he will be cursing for sure when Wildwing uses his mask to find him.

      Following that, Mallard spent the rest of the day in a swordsmanship lesson with Falcone in a private training chamber under the estate. Mallard had chosen to strip down to a simple loincloth and Falcone was doing the same. They were truly alone in the training chamber with no cameras watching them.

      Just after falling on the mat on his feathered butt, and Falcone sitting on top of him, all of the electrical power on the training level suddenly went out leaving the two in complete darkness. Mallard said, "Not like we planned, but since you have me where you want me, Falcone, perhaps we should talk about your romantic attraction to me that I have detected within your mind ever since my mind reading power activated the other day."

      Falcone irked. "I was trying to keep that thought private, Mallard. I mean, I do like you a lot, but you always said you were loyal to Carol. I don't want her to kill us both."

      Mallard remarked as he made some sort of movement in the dark. "I also said I was not beyond showing a little love to a teammate if they asked me to give it. I have never done anything with Nosedive nor Zero, but since you seem to like me a lot and you are not younger than I am, and we have time and no one is going to walk in on us... show me what you've got, sweetheart."

      Falcone slyly grinned. "You naughty little duck! Remove my loincloth while I was distracted, will you?!'re asking for it!" Then he moved his hands to return the favor and then he noticed. "You already removed your own; I really hope Carol doesn't kill us."

      Mallard chuckled. "Until the power comes back on, the only way out is to teleport."

      And time passed quietly afterward in the dark.

      Eventually, they both heard Mallard's communicator come to life. "Hey boss duck? Where are you? We're about to get the power restored. The Bay area was hit by a minor earthquake." The voice was from their teammate, Stefano. "Ace said he is going to need your help."

      Mallard activated his comm link. "Falcone and I were having a sparring lesson in one of my private training chambers. We'll get cleaned up and then we'll be on our way. Mallard out." Falcone said, "Don't forget to grab our clothes and gear before we hit the showers." Mallard grinned as he held on to his partner and teleported the both of them up to their Pucklantis bathing quarters where the power was just fine and the two got cleaned up and dressed in their gear. "Now to get us back to the others. I won't say anything if you won't." Falcone grinned back. "Sometimes you gotta play a little hard ball to cum out ahead. You are a fast learner, Mallard. Now let's go save some lives." And the two were transported back to Angel Island via Mallard's teleportation power.
      End of Chapter Three