A/N- Well, this is it. The end. It's been a great run for me, and I really appreciate all the reviews. I've still got another chapter story to do in this section, and look forward to more DW fics to come from me. Thanks so much for your support! On with the chapter!
Ring round the rosies
Pocket full of posies
We all fall down
--"Ring Around the Rosies"
Three days had passed. Morgana had managed, after she had gotten rid of her shock, to put out the flames magically. By that time, all was ash anyway. And after Darkwing and Gosalyn had rejoined her and related their story, it had gotten very quiet. Many words had still not passed between the group.
Their next action had been to release the Friendly Four, which had taken two of the three deaths hard. Immediately, plans had been made for the burial and funerals of Tank and NegaGosalyn. Or rather, the building of memorials for the two of them. But Gosalyn had insisted upon a burial and funeral for Negaduck as well. Morgana, Honker, Darkwing, and Gosalyn did not share the full details of Negaduck's death with the Four, instead reducing the story to "He was shot." And they had inferred the secretive vibe and not pressed for any more details.
So, three days after Negaduck's death, on a grassy knoll supplied by NegaBushroot outside the city limits of the Negaverse's St. Canard, a small funeral was held for two heroes and a villain. Only eight attended, the Four along with the four visitors from the Normalverse. Tears were shed by all as they threw flowers down in front of the tombstones—procured by the Friendly Four, with some help by Morgana—of NegaTank and NegaGosalyn. No one left flowers for Negaduck. Everyone spoke for the dead, praising the heroes and simply not speaking for the villain. The funeral lasted for an hour, give or take. Finally, the attending began to leave. The Friendly Four, their hearts heavy with sadness, were the first to leave, all saying that they had "cleaning up" to do. No one argued with them. Morgana then offered to take Honker back to the Normalverse. In the end, it was only Darkwing and Gosalyn standing before the graves. No words passed between the two. None…until Gosalyn stepped forward, and placed a single rose on Negaduck's grave.
Darkwing watched his daughter intently as she stepped back, his brow furrowed.
"Why?" he asked quietly.
"No one else was going to, and everyone should have flowers on their grave...even if they're insincere," she answered, not meeting his eyes.
They stood there for a while longer, no other words passing between them. Finally, Darkwing turned. Without announcing his departure, without urging Gosalyn to follow, he simply left for his own Avian Way. It was still a while longer before Gosalyn followed him to Avian Way.
Neither were really sure "home" really applied anymore.
The battle's done,
and we kind of won.
So we sound our victory cheer.
Where do we go from here?
--Buffy the Vampire Slayer: The Musical Soundtrack, "Where Do We Go From Here?"
End Notes: Well, I hope everyone enjoyed this story! I know that this epilogue was incredibly short, but really, what more was there to say? I also know that the quote I used from "Where Do We Go From Here?" is actually supposed to be humorous, I just felt that it really fit this moment, though. As for all the deaths…it was hard. In fact, I'm almost positive I'll never write another fanfic in which Negsy dies. It was just rather sad for me. But, I hope everyone enjoyed. See you next fic!
Note: The quotes are supposed to be centered, but the editor wouldn't let me do that...so I apologize.