It happens to every writer. They get an idea, a really cool idea, an idea that consumes their world for days on end…
Only it’s an idea that they can’t possibly use.
There’s an idea, an idea that’s been nagging at me for months. I can’t use it. For that matter, no one can. The licensing on it would be a nightmare.
The idea is very simple.
The TARDIS lands in Duckburg.
Yes, it’s a Doctor Who/Uncle Scrooge crossover.
In a way, it’s Don Rosa’s fault. I met him at a convention a year and a half ago, and he was selling a print that was Lord of the Rings meets the Ducks. Then, I got him to autograph a copy of The Life and Times of Scrooge McDuck (the ultimate Christmas present for my brother; Rosa even inscribed a Christmas greeting), and I’d never read it, but I glanced at it from time to time.
Scrooge, having all these historical adventures…
Well, the way my mind works, the idea struck.
In Duckburg, the historical Duckburg of Barks and Rosa, not the modern Duckburg, there’s a peculiar wheezing, grinding sound. The TARDIS materializes, the Doctor and his companion step out, and…
They’re surrounded by anthropomorphic animals.
The companion I can imagine working best? Donna, of all people, though the concept predates her. I can picture her saying, “Ducks. They’re ducks. Ducks that talk. Ducks.” And her lip curls just so, and there’s an air of insane disbelief hanging on her every word, and it’s just perfect.
But the story itself?
The TARDIS has pierced the dimensional barrier before. Only this time it brought it to a universe of ducks and other things. A universe of Time Ducks. A universe of UNIT, led by the bulldog Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart.
There’s a terrible experiment at work. One of Scrooge’s rivals, the Earth-Duck equivalent of Tobias Vaughn, wants to gain control of the Number One Dime. To do so, he’s made a bargain with the Cyberducks, and together they have developed a dimensional transporter.
But something goes horribly wrong.
It pulls the TARDIS into the Earth-Duck dimension.
And the Doctor must work together with Scrooge and an exiled Time Duck (whom we know as Professor Ludwig von Drake) to stop the damage to the fabric of space-time. Already things are coming through Mathmagicland. Who knows how much time the universe has?
Can the Doctor, his companion, von Drake, Uncle Scrooge, Donald, and the nephews Huey, Dewey, Phooey, and Louie save two universes? And will Uncle Scrooge turn any sort of profit out of this?
It would be a fantastic story. Tons of fun, and I can picture it now.
But, it will never ever happen. :/
That’s my dream. That’s my untold tale. The Doctor and Uncle Scrooge.