Flashback

Chapter 4: Megavolt

Four Years Ago

Gosalyn, age twelve.

When next she wakes up (that she can remember), she's being carried through the snow, briefly panicking that she dreamed everything and is still stuck in the blizzard with Bushroot.

But it isn't snowing, she doesn't hurt so much, and her head is a lot clearer. Besides, the arms under her and around her back are thicker than Bushroot's, and... Rubbery?

"Megavolt?" She asks sleepily. She's pretty sure it sounded more like 'Mrrgavll?', but he still responds.

"Glad to see you're awake, kiddo!" He's smiling, and she's relieved that it's his friendly smile, not his I'm about to fry you or This lightbulb is my one true love smiles. "That'll make getting you home a lot easier."

"How were you-?" She starts, but he cuts her off.

"Save your breath, kiddo, you got a nasty bump when Bushbrain's thingy exploded." He took the arm off her back, trusting his other arm and her loose grip around his neck to keep her in place as he scratches his head. "How were we going to... Oh, right! I'm gonna take you to one of the local schools. If Dorkwing doesn't pick us up, they'll be able to help."

She shakes her head, pointing a finger to the left. He follows her directions for a while, his nonsensical chattering pleasant in a why that almost reminds her of Launchpad, until they reach their destination. She doesn't know why she trusted him this much, but she's led him to 537 Avian Way.

He sets her down so he can knock, but she can't stay upright by herself, she has to hold onto his arm. He doesn't seem to mind.

The door opens to show her Dad, and he's so predictably worried, his precious baby girl is finally home. Now he's furious, lunging at Megavolt, ready to pummel him for hurting her.

But he didn't hurt her, and she's trying to explain that, but her head's still a little foggy and it's hard. But now he's taken over the explanation, and Dad's actually listening, though Megavolt can't remember everything perfectly.

Her Dad is quiet for a second. "I don't know what to say. Thank you."

"No problem at all." Megavolt sparks for a second, little bolts of light traveling from his whiskers to his tail. He looks awkward, whispering. "I don't know if I should tell you this, but this isn't the first time I've seen your kid following Darkwing around. I think she might be a superhero in training or something."

"I know." Dad shrugs. "But I think it's going to be a while before she's allowed to go out with him again. I can't believe this happened. Just... Thank you."

"No problem... Did I already say that?" Megavolt turns to leave, waving as he walks away. "Take care, kid, be safe. See ya around, Drake!"

Gosalyn smiles, strangely satisfied, when — after a few shocked seconds — her Dad just quietly replies, "Yeah, see ya... Elmo."