Angela the Duck (Earth)

A bright fanfiction of the iconic George Lucas 'world' produced (under-valued) American fantasy (pseudo sci-fi) film about universe-transit...and 'wrought' daydreams of magnetism.

A 'bright' fanfiction of the under-appreciated sci-fi/fantasy optimistic film Howard the Duck (George Lucas), with a 'shocking' dark-touch. Thanks for reading, 

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ANGELA: "So, the plays-center for the new sciences-xploration center wants me, Angela-the-duck, to sit in front of a new hologram-camera portal-device wizard thing to create a long-view into outer-space, but I get this 'eerie' feeling the mad-science behind the device's creation's gonna 'hurl' me into the reaches of outer-space, perhaps casting me as a 'doll-deity' of some wild foreign-planetary visit examination for a 'fortune' reading (or for toys!)."

That's just what happened to our protagonist-duck traveling femme-heroine, Angela, who was zipped into the reaches of space, away from her home-duck planet of Duckworld, and toward a Blue-Planet with green-vegetation called Earth, where she was 'dumped' into the home of a Western (Cali) scientist named Dr. Amlan Satan who'd been devising a special 'theorem' for calculated streamlines between Christian Earth-religion psychology-superstitions/fears into manifestations of hybridized alien/non-human transformation contact between angels and demons and humans and perhaps other 'beings' of the universe for a 'collage' of inter-species psychiatry (wow).

ANGELA: Thanx for making your home (Earth) my home, Dr. Satan (Amlan).

AMLAN: Hey, I feel for you (really), and you've verified some of my criticized claims!

ANGELA: You really believe in all this...inter-hybridization of species of universe?

AMLAN: I've all the more reason to believe/explore such norms for superstition(s).

ANGELA: Maybe you're right...but maybe your science-center IQ will draw the dark!

AMLAN: Nah...we Earth sciences-men always tend to the details of design/vanity.

ANGEL: If you say so, doc...but thanx for making your home my home (regardless).

AMLAN: Of course (your secret's ironically good for my social media and photo-IQ).

Amlan had become a sweetheart-host for Angela-the-duck who realized she'd been cared for by a rather 'darling' Earthling and curious science/superstition inter-species 'exchange' theorist and felt 'affirmed' in his speculative/wild theories about angels/demons/aliens of consciousness in our 'known' universe and surprisingly began to feel like something of a 'romantic-bodyguard' for Angela (our protagonist space-traveler who'd been 'mysteriously' whisked into Earth from Duckworld for Satan's social media gibberish!).

ANGELA: Teach me!
AMLAN: I've loved the guitar since I was teen, Angela-the-duck.

ANGELA: Teach me!

AMLAN: It's all about the chrome-spectrum of chords and string-combo 'dance' IQ.

ANGELA: Teach me!

AMLAN: Hey, give us like 3 months (on Earth), and you'll be playing the Zeppelin.

ANGELA: Teach m!

Angela treated Amlan to an Earth cultures-exchange symbolic hospitality reading soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s) prior to their sneaking into Dr. Satan's science/psych center where he'd use a special new universe-recording/mentalism 'device' to seek a contact-dream sleep experience with other species of the 'known' universe. Was this some fated misadventure for the 'contact' between minds/hearts/tastes (for bread)?

ANGELA: What've you done, doc?

AMLAN: What...I simply thought I was purely working with the dream-device I made!

ANGELA: No, no, no...you've managed to 'successfully' contact Duckworld enemies.

AMLAN: What's enemy, Angela-the-duck?

ANGELA: That leviathan 'thing' which lives in an alternate-dimension to Duckworld.

AMLAN: What's its name?

ANGELA: We don't care...but Duckworld sciences-men called it the Endymion (ok).

AMLAN: How do we stop it, Angela (goodness)?

ANGELA: Now that it 'believes' it's invited to Earth...we're to reverse the gesture!

AMLAN: I don't know anything but psychology, psycho-physics, and the guitar.

ANGELA: Maybe I can help; you distract the creature by peering with your device.

AMLAN: While you...?

ANGELA: I'll send you distracting psyche-signals to confuse the creature; frustration.

AMLAN: It'll think it was 'patronized' for universe-traffic and return to its dominion.

ANGELA: A 'sovereignty' gesture-game trick for a miracle-deliverance, I promise.

AMLAN: Let's do it (for social media secret).

ANGELA: Here's to us...and not that Thing (photo-synthesis).

Amlan/Angela achieved the miracle and 'exorcised' the Thing back into its realm with a cool 'exercise' trick at Dr. Satan's sciences-center after-hours and then managed to derive the right 'magic-formula' to use the same-device (later) to resend Angela-the-duck back to Duckworld (wow). Angela gifted Dr. Amlan Satan a special Duckworld treasure, a jewelry-piece (stone/gem treasure-ring) and made him promise he'd find a nice-girl of Earth proportion to marry/love and gift her the Duckworld-trophy...and to (forever) keep their (special) 'leviathan' secret.

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)