Who's got the sweetest disposition? 
One Guess. Guess who? 

Who never never starts an argument? 
Who never shows a bit of temperament? 

Who's never wrong but always right? 
Who'd never dream of starting a fight? 

Who gets stuck with all the bad luck? 
No one but Donald Duck! 


Donald's Roofight

Donald Duck walked out to the ring in his sailor uniform. He wanted crowds to cheer for him, but because of his ever bad luck, they were booing him. He had challenged Roora for the Europa Championship and was determined to change his bad luck into good luck for sure. In the ring was a dalmatian ring announcer “Ladies and gentlemen, this contest scheduled for one fall is for the Europa Championship! Introducing first the challenger from Duckburg, wearing only his sailor uniform and hat, trying to change his bad luck into good, Donald DUCK!”

Donald climbed into the ring through the ropes, but his butt was caught earning only mocking laughs from the crowd. The only ones not laughing were Daisy Duck and Scrooge McDuck who were in the audience. At ringside, a female Persian cat commentator said “Things have not been going so well for Donald in the past couple of days. He's been trying to get Roora away from his nephews and now, he's hungry for the Europa title. Can he get his beak on it? We'll find out.”

Just then, Roora's entrance music came on and she proudly walked out wearing her black bikini and with the Europa Championship belt on her right shoulder. The dalmatian announcer said “And coming down to the ring, she is the current Europa Champion... ROORA!” Donald in the ring was temper tantruming quacking angrily towards the kangaroo while iguana cow referee held him back. The commentator said “Donald's fussing at Roora all of a sudden? He wants to fight her before the bell it seems.” Roora got in the ring first bringing her left leg over the ropes, then her right leg.

The kangaroo stroked her blonde hair and raised the Europa Championship belt over her head for the audience to see. Donald looked nervous. He tapped his breast pocket to make sure he had something in case Roora decided to clock his lights out.

Once the iguana referee made sure the two combatants were ready, he swung his hand and the ring bell dinged for the match to begin. Immediately, Donald went into a quacking temper tantrum and ran at Roora. He pushed her down like a football star as the Persian cat commentator said “Whoa! Donald's gotten off to a wild start showing his anger at a level no combagals have seen before!”

Donald hooked up Roora's leg as the commentator said “Donald's going for an early cover to turn his luck around...” The iguana referee swung his hand down “One... two...” but Roora powered out and rammed her boobies into Donald's beak while the commentation “and Roora escapes the pin with her melons at two and a half!”

Donald furiously said to Roora “Hey, what's the big idea?!” Roora ran at Donald and the duck did two punches. But they were blocked by the kangaroo regardless. Desperate, Donald stomped his left foot on Roora's and said “You're not allowed near my boys!" But the iguana referee waved his hand down with “Get your foot off of the champion's, raise it! One, two, three...”

Smirking, Roora swung her tail and sent Donald quack screaming into the ring ropes. Donald reached for his hat, while Scrooge hid his face in his own hat, not wanting to watch his nephew get disqualified. But the referee told Donald “You throw that hat at Roora, you'll lose and be disqualified!”

Donald rasp-berried but Roora grabbed him by his underarms making him angry quack and kick his feet. Roora roared and german suplexed Donald to the ring mat. The Persian cat commentator said “Roora with a German Suplex! And with Donald's shoulders down, she's thinking victory...” the referee counted again but at two and a half, “and Donald escapes with a near fall!” Donald began to angry dance swinging his fists backwards, “Frustration setting in for Donald!”

“Wait till I get my hands on you, Roora!” Donald yelled and began to run around Roora's body in a temper tamtrum. He also made Roora punch herself in the face. At ringside was a kangaroo with long blonde hair. This is Roora's mother, Rooby, a philanthropist. She was holding her hands hoping her daughter would be safe from Donald's anger.

The female Persian cat commentator said “Donald's really dishing out punishment for our champion now. He's rushing in angrily. Will he be the champion and rid of Roora?”

Donald then sweeped the floor and knocked Roora off her feet. He mounted her and yelled “ZOOOOOOOOOH!” while beating her breasts like a drum. He did not see Roora's bikini bra was coming loose from his punches. Donald pinned Roora again with “All right!” While the iguana referee counted, Donald was thinking “When Roora's done, I'm gonna clean out Dewey's Roora merchandise to teach him not to get combagal merchandise until he's at least a teenager.”

But when the referee counted two, Roora sat up and punched Donald. She then lightly crouched and swung her leg to hit Donald in his butt. Donald yelled “Never...” as Roora breast rammed him in the chest “let combagals be sexy...” Roora growled as she brought her right hand to Donald's neck while he wailed “AGAIN!”

From the audience, Scrooge was close to biting his hat as he said “I've never seen Donald get in so much trouble with a fearsome kangaroo!” Daisy worriedly said “Careful, Donald!” With a roar, Roora raised Donald and slammed him down. “He could be kaput...” the Persian cat commentator said while Roora when for another pin going on all fours above him. Just as the referee said “two”, Donald headbutted Roora's boobies with an angry quack. With Roora confused, Donald looked for a turnbuckle and ran to the farthest one. Once Roora regained her bearings, she ran at Donald, but the duck jumped off double kicking the kangaroo to the floor.

Donald proudly said “I feel a victory song coming over me!” then panted almost exhausted sat on the downed Roora's abdomen. The iguana referee began counting again as the commentator said “That's gonna be all... and” Roora quickly lifted her shoulders with an angry glare towards Donald “AGAIN, Roora survives!” the commentator called out.

Roora somersault kicked Donald while jumping. “Wow, it's the Hopper Moonsault!” the Persian commentator said. While Donald bounced along the ground outside the ring, he flailed his arms in panicked quacks. In the ring, Roora was doing arm flexing poses. The referee was shocked, then turned to see Donald trying to get up on all fours. Donald complained “Why does every combagal think my butt is my weak spot?” The sight of his pantsless butt made audiences laugh, while Roora climbed out after Donald as the referee began the count out call with “One... two... three... four... five...”

“If Donald is counted out at 20, he won't win the title. If neither gets back in, it's a double count out, and Roora will keep the title automatically.” The commentator said.

The duck felt something grab his butt making him say “Oh, no...” Roora picked up her opponent by his butt and tail and dragged him back to the ring. Roora set Donald in the center of the ring, while he made woozy noises.

Roora began to dance around Donald while holding onto him. To Donald, it was already hell on earth, but for Roora, it was like a stripper pole at the Steppinwolf club. She wrapped her legs around his sailor shirt and reclined herself shaking her breasts. From the audience, were Roora's sisters, Kangi and Roorina. They were cheering for their older sister as she blew kisses for her fans and mom. Roora did a bridge pose then kicked her feet into Donald's beak. She showed her feet to the audience.

Scrooge and Daisy showed worried-angry faces saying “Don't get dizzy, Donald! Hang in there!” Roora smooshed her boobs into Donald's beak. She dropped to her back and pushed her fists up while Donald snapped out of his woozy state and began to show an angry red face.

Suddenly, an old beagle woman with a yellow bowler, a red jacket, a pink shirt, a purple skirt and shoes banged the side of the ring with a crowbar. It was Ma Beagle! “You handover all your money, Roora! Or I'll storm your locker later!” the iguana referee moved to the side of the ring Ma Beagle was at to get her away from ring side. Rooby was also focused on the evil beagle. This gave Donald an idea as he always asked what big ideas were when things don't go his way.

As Roora stood on her two feet, she put a hand to her ears and raised a finger. With the referee distracted, Donald threw his hat like a boomerang hoping to hit her head. But it hit her bra, dropping it to the ring mat. Roora's large breasts were finally exposed while Donald got brass knuckles out of his shirt pockets.

“Roora's jiggle jogglers are out. This could mean trouble for Donald now!” the commentator said. Scrooge said, “I did not want to do this, but I'll pay for Donald's bills if he loses to Roora.”

Donald yelled as he rammed his brass knuckles into Roora's bikini bottoms. “Low blow and weapons! Referee obstructed by the nefarious Ma Beagle! Can this be it? Is this really the end of Roora's championship reign!?” the Persian cat girl commentator said.

Donald hid his weapon in his shirt and got his hat back on. He grabbed the groaning Roora by her waist and said “No more swinging melons at my boys!" Some audience fans were saying "Coup de grace, Donald!", "Kill the kangaroo, Donald!", "Counterattack, Roora! Give the duck bad luck!"

Daisy said “That's the ticket! Although I wonder what Donald was using.”

Donald quack roared while piledriving Roora shoulders first onto the ring floor. Donald bopped Roora's stomach with his brass knux for good measure then went to cover the kangaroo for the pin. “Not this way! Donald's going for the cover, shoulder down and there's no way out for Roora!” As the iguana referee counted “One, two...” Daisy said “One two three, that's a wrap!”

Roora's sisters and mom shut their eyes waiting for the inevitable. Their topless daughter was going to lose to the bad lucked duck. For Donald, it seemed like using weapons in a match will turn his luck around at last and there would be no stopping from winning the match and title, and confiscating his nephews' Roora merchandise.

“THREE!” the iguana referee said.

Donald said “All right!” then he hopped off of Roora and ran to a ring post. He posed his hands like a barbershop quartet man saying “Ta da! I did it!” Donald was handed the Europa Championship title belt.

“The winner of this bout, and NEW, Europa Champion! Donald... DUCK!” the dalmatian announcer called.

Donald stood on the turnbuckle and said “I'm number 1! I'm the duckiest Europa champion!" He began to dance in the ring kicking his feet cossack style.

“We have witnessed history today! At Combagals vs. Guys, this year, the Europa Championship has changed hands to Donald Duck, here tonight! And let's not forget, it was the knux and low blow by Donald that made this all possible. It seems like he's finally enjoying his good luck dance!”

Suddenly, someone came out to the ring in a suit. It was a coyote who said with a microphone, “No, no, no, no, no, no, no! Ladies and gentlemen, pardon this interruption, but Donald's celebration is over!” The coyote turned to Donald who was struggling to get the Europa title belt out of the ring through the ropes. “Donald, the usage of weapons and blatant fouls is illegal.” Donald waved his hands making incomprehensible noises but the coyote told him “Oh, so you think you didn't commit fouls against Roora in the match? Technically the officials couldn't see what was happening, but the audience saw and I know all about it Donald.”

The referee patted Donald's shirt pocket and felt something. “What's inside your sailor shirt, Donald?!”

Donald went”Huh?” and reached inside his shirt pocket pulling out the brass knux for everyone to see. “I borrowed these from Ma Beagle.” Donald actually had stolen the knux sometime before the match. “It's my decision as host of Combagals vs. Guys... to reverse the initial decision...” and as Donald shook his head while running his beak “and the winner of this bout by disqualification...”

“No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no! No way, Jose!” Roora had borrowed a microphone and is able to stand despite the damage Donald had done with his knux. She told the coyote host, “Mr. Istvan, we're not gonna end this show on a technicality.”

From the locker rooms, combagals such as Ceila and Skully spotted what was going on from the tv screens.

Ceila gasped in awe, “Roora has a point. She wants to be beat Donald to the point where he can't escape her pin. We should watch.”

Skully rubbed her bat wings and said “All right. I'll watch until Roora, destroys Donald.”

Back at ring side, Roora pointed to Donald who's nervously running his beak “You don't beat Donald like that; I will do so! Restart the match, damn it!”

Istvan looked around and saw Roora fans clearly on her side, and Daisy was clearly angry at Donald for using illegal methods. “YOU HEARD THE LADY, RESTART THE MATCH!”

Donald yelled in a temper tantrum as the ring bell was rung again. He ran to slug Roora with the title belt, but Roora caught Donald in an armbar. She said “You need to play this match by the rules now!” She knee kicked Donald and threw his hat out of the ring. “No more weapons, Donald Butt?!” The kangaroo then stripped out of her bikini bottoms and threw them to a fan.

“Cowabunga! Roora's gotten herself naked at last, and now Donald has nowhere to flap to!” the Persian cat commentator called.

Roora began to bounce her large boobs as she said “Now I'm completely naked, no clothes can weigh me down!” and stretched her legs, then wagged her tail. Donald was finally unraveling about to go into a temper tantrum again. But then Roora grabbed him by his leg. Roora slammed Donald left and right, then punched him in the chest, then kicked him in the shoulder, then swung her boobies to hit Donald.

Roora grabbed Donald by his neck with her arms and spun him around. She threw her duck opponent into the air. Just as he was about to touch the ring mat, Roora jumped after and did three upward spinning kicks to Donald's groin. She then grabbed Donald using both her arms and legs, then rolled and said “Kang-tastic Spark Stinger!” She slammed Donald into the ring mat. On the ring mat, Donald was foaming from his mouth and his eyes rolled back in his head. Roora panted as she bounced her boobs for her mom.

“That's my girl! Now pin Donald and be done!” Rooby said.

Roora positioned herself on all fours above Donald, covering him so there is no way out. The iguana referee went to Roora and the unconscious Donald swinging his hand down, “One...” Roora began to smile happily while dropping a tear from her eyes. “Thanks, Mom. For your secondary training on how to control my rage and unleash only when necessary.” The referee counted “Two...” Roora reflected on the time she spent on the playground with Kangi and Roorina just before Roora was to defend her title. “And with this, we can finally try that chocolate sundae I've always wanted to make for you. I'll invite Muko and some combagal friends. It'll be a grand, big chocolate dessert.”

Roora smiled adorably while the referee finally reached “THREE!”

Roora raised to her feet and shouted “DID IT, MOM AND DAD! THE WRONG HAS BEEN RIGHTED! And that's how it's done!”

“The winner of this bout after a stunning upset, and STILL Europa Champion... ROORA!” The dalmatian announcer called as audiences cheered Roora's name. Roora danced like a body builder and stripper in the ring. Donald found his strength and crawled weakly out of the ring. Just then, he saw Daisy angrily staring at him.

Roora went to her mother's side and hugged her. Kangi and Roorina cheered. “That was totally wicked awesome, Roora!” Kangi raised her arms.

Roorina sipped her drink then said “That darn Donald Duck was already a total loser.”

Donald Duck crawled weakly out of the ring to see Daisy staring angrily at him. “I thought I could confiscate the boy's things by beating Roora for her title, and instead she embarrasses me for the boys to watch.” Donald explained expecting Daisy to walk out on him.

Daisy slapped her purse on Donald and told him, “Donald. No dates tonight.”

Donald wanted to happily walk out and said “Let's just call it a night and skedaddle.”

Donald's girlfriend put her fists on her waist with “Don't forget your secret weapon...!” then showed the brass knux Donald was using on Roora earlier, “Cheating!”

Donald quack screamed and began to rung while Daisy and Scrooge chased Donald out of the arena.

In the arena's shower room, Roora lathered up patted her breasts. “Yes. Once again, my breasts are truly mightier than the sword.” Roora thought. She looked at the other combagals in the locker rooms, some were showering up preparing to go home. “Any one of them could be the next number one contender for my Europa title.”

The kangaroo sighed and said to herself “Right now, I gotta go home and prepare my chocolate sundae.”

Minutes later, as Roora exited the shower, she did not see a platypus tapping her fingers. This platypus combagal was thinking of aiming for Roora's Europa title.