Some Sketches With Fem! Donald. I Think I Will Call Her Donnie.

Some sketches with Fem! Donald. I think I will call her Donnie.

Need to make normal art with her

I don't know if anyone did it, but I can't breathe (yes it's easy to make me laugh)

Bonus (because why not) :

Journey into Fear

Della would’ve forgotten about the Spear of Selene, crash landed in the woods, were it not for Huey. 

On the second day after her return to Earth, the boys are showing her around the houseboat where they spent the first ten years of their lives. Webby tags along because she has a thirst for knowledge, even of the most mundane, and she proves a captive audience as the boys tell stories of all the times they almost burned the houseboat down, and the one time Dewey did. 

They talk about Donald, too. 

They talk about him most of all actually, how he taught Louie how to knit and sew and drove Huey to every Junior Woodchuck meeting and watched High School is a Musical with Dewey whenever he asked. They tell Della about his bad luck in work and in life, how he embarrassed them at every turn by gushing about them to total strangers with the baby photos on his phone to back him up. She learns about how he was so undone with worry for them that he started molting.

Della feels a lick of shame at her earlier indignation at finding her twin wasn’t here to greet her as she’d hoped. After all, it’s not as though he’d put his life on hold while she was gone, with no idea that she would ever be coming back. 

“He deserved a break,” Louie says, looking down, and Della privately agrees. 

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