Like uncle like nephews
The cover of this comic was drawn by Donald Soffritti in 2022 and was published in 2023 in Topolino (Italian comics) magazine.
Granted, I wish Donald's nephews had been left with hats, but oh well, this looks great too. At least Paperinik (Duck Avenger) has his successors at the end. :D
Story code on Inducks is IC CSP 12.
And yes, I'm back, having been in extended isolation for a while because I was sick. I'm a little better now. But don't worry, new surprises are coming soon!
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Uccellino
"So that's who you are!" Hero exclaims, stepping out of the shadows behind Villain with their mask in hand. How the hell did you get into my lair?
"Excuse me?" Is all Villain mutters, not turning around because of the lack of said mask on their face. They didn't bother wearing it at home, mostly for comfort, but also because Hero never dared to sneak into their lair.
"When you said your job was unconventional, I imagined a lot of things, but none of them included you battling me bi-weekly, Uccellino." The use of the nickname given to them by their lover stills the blood in their veins. Did Hero take them? Hurt them?
"What the hell are you talking about?" They snarl, fingers curling into fists.
"You still haven't figured it out?" Hero's voice is cheerful and, to be fair, painfully familiar when they speak softly instead of the usual anger-fueled snaps. "For a genius of a villain, you sure are quite slow, amore."
Villain froze. They could feel their heart pounding against their ribcage in an uneven rhythm. This could not be true. They could not be Hero. Not when Villain finally found someone they connected with so easily. So quickly. Come to think of it, that should have alerted them. They clicked too fast. Hell, they started living together after the third date!
Villain turned to face Hero, noting the satisfied grin on their handsome face. That damned enchanting smile that left no choice for them but to agree to a date. Just one, Villain had thought. What could go wrong?
When they had arrived for their first date, Villain expected to be bored within the first fifteen minutes. They ended up spending the entire night stargazing and telling stories from their childhood. The second time Hero asked them out was when they were ordering breakfast the next morning. Villain's mouth was full, and Hero had taken their silence as a yes and smiled. They couldn't find it in them to refuse after being graced with that smile. Not while they were battling the urge to grab their face and kiss those plush lips.
Needless to say, their second date ended with a heated makeout session in a closed art gallery that left Villain breathless and not minding a third date. They were too lovesick to realise it was moving all too fast. Hero had asked them over. They made a delicious dinner together and were supposed to watch a movie, a mutual favourite.
Well, they didn't get to that movie after they accidentally kissed Hero, who took the prompt, pinning them to the nearest wall and kissing them senseless. Senseless it was. Their entire relationship could be described by that word alone. They never got to leave that day, spending the night and the subsequent morning in Hero's bed. And the next night. Only ten days later did they realise they hadn't slept at home for almost two weeks.
They meet Hero's unwavering (and fond) gaze. "Did you know?"
"You mean from the start?" Villain nods tightly. Their head is spinning, but Hero has no business knowing that. "Of course not."
"Then why?" They question with a flat expression, and Hero isn't sure if they want to slap them or kiss their worries away.
"Then why what? Why did I ask you out?" Villain nods again. Hero rakes a hand through their hair to keep them busy and away from their favourite cretino. "I don't know, maybe 'cause I was attracted to you. Did that never cross your mind, amore?"
"Stop calling me that!" They finally snap, and Hero is thankful for the emotion. Now they know it wasn't an elaborate corruption plan on either side.
"I will call you whatever I feel like calling you." They claim smug as ever, taking a step towards their lover. Villain draws back a bit.
"Get out of my house!" They command, pressing their lips into a thin line. The demand is met with a look of utter resolution. "You have no power over me, Hero."
"You sure about that?" Hero almost purrs, sending a shiver down Villain's smile.
They reach them in two long strides, grasping their wrists and pressing them to their sides before Villain can react. Not that Villain could react while pressed flush against Hero's body with their lips within reach. Their gaze flicks down to Villain's lips, and that is all it takes for them to throw every inhibition out the window and crush their mouth against Hero's smiling one. Their now free hands move the mask away from Hero's face, discarding it on the floor. When they finally part, Hero's lips are red, swollen and smiling brightly. Villain can't help but reciprocate it with an equally giddy grin when Hero nuzzles into their neck, whispering softly.
"Cause you sure have power over me, Uccellino."
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