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[takeittothebridge]

Who: Bridge Nocturne and Scrooge McDuck (A)
What: After a night of heavy drinking, Bridge comes to check on the other Scrooge in case he's hungover.
When: Morning
Other information: The morning after this thread and this post.

[After hearing about the amount of drinking the two Scrooges had done the previous night, Bridge wasn't all that surprised to find his uncle Scrooge hungover. He helped take care of him as best as he could, but he knew that it also meant someone else would need a bit of help, whether he would admit it or not.

It's why Bridge finds himself that morning heading to the familiar farm, once again ignoring the signs that warned off other people. He keeps an eye out for the stubborn old duck on the farm, remembering his uncle's warning that he might try to work despite the terrible headache he was bound to have.]

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[takeittothebridge]

[He approaches slowly, not wanting to startle the demon chicken in case it makes a lot of fuss and make Scrooge's headache even worse.

Still, he had to get Scrooge's attention somehow. So he knocks on the fence, hoping it wasn't too loud for him.]

[richestduck]

[Unfortunately the demon chicken begins clucking very loudly, flapping its evil little wings.]

[Scrooge grimaces and looks back towards that and the source of the knocking. He furrows his brows, regretting the action but wanting to hide his squinting eyes.]

What do you want now?

[takeittothebridge]

[He manages a small wave.]

Hey. I heard from Uncle Scrooge that you two had been drinking a lot last night. And judging by the state he woke up in this morning, I thought I'd drop by and see how you were doing.

[He holds up what looks like a cooler.]

I even brought some breakfast over, stuff that might help in case you had a hangover.

[richestduck]

[Just the thought of eating right now sickens him. He turns his back on Bridge.]

Pass. Tell your uncle to forget about last night. We all say stupid rambling things when we're drunk. None of what he heard meant anything.

[takeittothebridge]

[He leans against the fence.]

I know you don't feel like eating right now. But having something in your stomach would definitely help the headache.

[richestduck]

I'd rather working with the headache than be uselessly vomiting for hours. Now go away.

[takeittothebridge]

[Sorry, not doing.]

Well, how about I help out? That way, you'll have less to work while your head hurts.

[richestduck]

You want work? Go help your Scrooge out and pass on my message. Otherwise, get off my land.

[And going to finish brushing Bessie, the cow mooing again before plodding off.]

[takeittothebridge]

I'll pass the message along. But c'mon, lemme help you out for a while. I'll work for free.

[Here's hoping the "Free" trick will work.]

[richestduck]

[The "free" word does give him pause. A Scrooge McDuck will be a Scrooge McDuck.]

On the one condition that you keep quiet unless it's directly relatin' to the job. No inferences, no lectures, no speaking unless there's no other options or there's immediate danger. Understand?

[takeittothebridge]

Junior Woodchucks' Honor.

[He was most definitely not a Junior Woodchuck. But he'd keep the promise anyway.]

[richestduck]

[Scrooge grumbles but waves him in, rubbing his temples with his free hand as he leans heavily on his cane.]

Water the vegetable garden while I finish with the coop.

[takeittothebridge]

You got it.

[Hopping the fence, he goes to place the cooler down on the porch before grabbing the watering can to fill it.]

[richestduck]

Use the blasted gate next time.

[Rude child. Once you water the garden, you're gone.]

[He goes back to the coop to take care of the eggs. His head and leg are just killing him right now.]

[takeittothebridge]

It saves time.

[And time is money, after all.

He’s careful as he waters the garden, making sure each plant is watered well enough without giving them too much.]

[richestduck]

[Scrooge begins gathering the eggs. Fortunately, he only has the two chickens...even if the black eggs with red speckles still sort of weird him out.]

[He hobbles out with the basket hooked around his arm. Fortunately he only scrubs out the barn and coop every other day. Otherwise, it would be a bad day all around.]

[And going to shuffle towards his porch.]

[takeittothebridge]

[Once he finishes up with the watering, he puts the watering can back where he found it, then goes to stand at the bottom of the porch.]

All finished. Is there anything else you need help with?

[richestduck]

Just needed to check on what vegetables are ready for harvest. Also do the laundry and look at clearing more land.

I'll handle it. Just need to take a few minutes.

[And sitting down painfully. He's glad at least part of the job is done so he can focus his energy on the rest of it.]

[takeittothebridge]

[Going over, he opens the cooler and pulls out a bottle of water, offering it to Scrooge.]

I can help, if you want.

[richestduck]

I can handle it.

[He sees the bottle of water and grimaces. He really doesn't want to try putting anything into his stomach right now, not even water.]

Go home to your Scrooge. Make sure he gets my message.

[takeittothebridge]

[He offers a small smile.]

I will. But you can't do everything with as bad as your headache is. At least not as quickly.

Just lemme help out a bit more. Then I'll go home and give Uncle Scrooge your message.

[richestduck]

Lad, at the rate I'm goin', I'll be at about your speed anyway. I'll manage well enough.

[Take that water bottle away from him and go.]

[takeittothebridge]

Well, with the two of us, then it should be about your normal speed anyway.

[richestduck]

[And squinty-eyed scowl.]

I thought I told you not to talk. I don't need help.

[Stubborn.]

[takeittothebridge]

You said not to talk unless it's related to the job. Technically, asking for more work does fall under that category.

[richestduck]

[And grinding his teeth while growling for a second...and then comes instant regret.]

[He puts his head down between his knees, breathing slowly in and out of his mouth.]

...Check the garden for anything ripe.

[takeittothebridge]

All right.

[Placing the water bottle by Scrooge's feet, he heads back to the garden to check for anything to harvest.]

[richestduck]

[He forces his eyes open to look down at the water bottle. He stares at it for several minutes before getting up and going inside to get the laundry.]

[And now to fill up the wash tub for all this. Hooray. At least the water will feel good.]

[takeittothebridge]

[To be honest, he's not entirely sure what he's looking for. He has a very vague knowledge of how crops should look when they're ripe, as well as what he's been told by Louie.

Luckily he's also able to research information on the smart device they were given. Thank goodness for technology.]

[richestduck]

[If Scrooge had known, he wouldn't have put the kid to the task. Victory gardens in WWII were useful for learning how to grow basic vegetables.]

[Also still ignoring that cooler. Yup. Just gonna wash his clothes by hand.]

[takeittothebridge]

[Luckily he's able to figure it out well enough, and finds a few vegetables that look ripe enough to collect. Most of them still seemed to need some extra time, though, so he takes what vegetables he can to bring them back to Scrooge.]

[richestduck]

[Scrooge glances up and nods.]

Leave them on the counter in the kitchen. I'll put them away once I'm finished.

[He shoots the young man a glare.]

Don't go poking your nose around in there.

[takeittothebridge]

Yes, Sir.

[As he heads inside, though, he grabs the cooler to bring it with him.

And he does leave the vegetables on the counter, as instructed. But he also leaves the food he'd brought Scrooge for breakfast, as well as some additional food for him to make future meals.

He also leaves a note hidden among the food before heading back outside.]

[richestduck]

[Scrooge hasn't noticed where the cooler went, focusing on scrubbing the laundry. There's something cathartic in this. Feels like he's doing something.]

You should go back to your Scrooge. You've got a message to deliver.

[He's embarrassed enough and just wants to hide.]

[takeittothebridge]

[Hesitating for a moment, he finally relents and nods.]

All right. I'll head out.

[He picks up the water bottle still on the porch steps. He doesn't feel bad about drinking this one since he'd left a few more on the counter for him anyway.]

I'll see you. Try to take it easy, okay?

[richestduck]

[He gives another grunt to send the lad off. He doesn't want the kid to think he can just come back whenever. Even if he had been of some help.]

[He'll be spending the rest of the afternoon washing and hanging up the laundry on a clothesline. And when he gets into the house, he's going to find the food from Bridge's cooler.]

...Blast it. Stubborn lad.

[He can't just throw this out. He could heat it up later if necessary. What he can't eat can be composted. But for now, he begins putting the food away, sighing as his head pounds.]

[Then he finds a note: "I bought these for you, so please don't waste them". He sighs.]

I told you you didn't know me.

[He throws away the note but doesn't toss out anything. He remembers starving, so he won't deliberately waste food.]

[Bridge will likely try this again. And next time, Scrooge won't let him. He doesn't want the illusion that someone cares. He's done pretending.]