A/N: "Just a curse, have a nice day." - Morticia's mother in The Addams Family: Values.
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Epilogue
Negaduck got back to his hideout and checked the side of the bed. No alarm clock. Good. What would a super villain need a stupid alarm clock for anyway?
He surveyed the room.
He grabbed the chair that had featured in his dreams and smashed it against the floor. From the resulting heap he spied a particularly sturdy sharp bit of wood which he saved and tucked into his breast pocket. Negaduck opened the window above his bed and dumped the rest of the chair out.
He reviewed the room again and approved of his fine-tuning.
After all that gross sweet stuff he'd endured with those people, Negaduck decided he needed a shower. He reached for the handle to the bathroom but froze in mid-motion.
There was someone in his hideout. The duck turned, grabbing the stake from his breast pocket.
"Boss?"
He groaned. "Not now, Liquidator." He growled as the water dog washed into the room.
"That presupposes that later would be a better time."
Negaduck felt his feather's prickling. "I'm not interested in any transactional arrangements."
The lengthy stare that Liquidator gave him made Negaduck's feather's prickle. "... That's why you're the boss! Such a good idea would never have crossed my mind!"
"Go play with Quackerjack and leave me alone!" Negaduck snapped and turned the door handle. Negaduck gazed unseeingly into the bathroom, recalling all-too-well his Liquidator-centric nightmare. He gritted his teeth '... poor choice of words …'
Liquidator didn't move as the flumes in his liquefied brain were working overtime. "I can actually see how I could make that work ..."
"Get out!" Negaduck yelled. He dove for the Steam-o-matic and turned it on full blast. He pointed the heat nozzle at Liquidator's quickly retreating form.
For a long moment Negaduck stared blankly at the external door that the Liquidator had left through. He eventually collected himself together and turned off the machine.
By the time Negaduck slammed the bathroom door behind him, he was cursing himself.
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