Josiah was enjoying what he was seeing. A whole entire time machine. Josiah told Demitrius to enter the time machine and travel back 3 months.
“Alright Demitrius, goodluck! You’ll need it!” Josiah adjusts the time. Then he closes the curtains and a big light flashbanged Josiah, Jeff, Anthony, Arthur, Matt, and all the rest of the parrots.
Demetrius arrived right behind the king of ducks: Edward.
“It seems ducks are now mere cannon fodder! It’s time to activate plan: Evolution! Behold!” King Edward declared as he pulled a curtain off of a machine.
Josiah- Often known as the Parrot Patriarch, Macaw Monarch, Parakeet President, Lord Josiah of the Parrots, or just King Josiah, Josiah was the first leader of the Republic of Parrots. He was killed in the final battle against the ducks.
Bennett- He helps build the new projects of the kingdom at lightning fast speed. His nickname is Bob.
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How do I know you’re right? From what I know, you’re just a parrot spy in a baffling disguise!”
“Sir, make your own decisions, but this will lead to your kingdom's downfall,” said Demitrius.
“Okay then,” grunts lord Edward.
Just then Demitrius noticed the self-destruct button. He knew that they would teleport him back to real time in 1 hour. So he bolted to the button and shut it off before Edward caught him. He only had to survive 1 more hour.
I gotta get outta here without changing the future anymore!
“I call them: Swans!”
“Sir, this project of yours won’t have that much of an impact,” says Demitrius. Edward whipped around.
“Who are you!? I was just revealing my– WAIT! Why am I telling a parrot this!?”
“I’m no parrot. The parrots' influence on us after they won the war made us look different. I promise you, I'm a time traveler duck. The swans ended up betraying the ducks. Don’t make this mistake,” Demetrius lies.
“And why should I listen to you?
agent. He works with Arthur to study the same things, but in his free time he studies ancient tomes to hopefully find anything related to revival (he still owes Josiah fruit snacks, he only gave him a time machine)
Jeff- He helps out around the kingdom as its new ruler and monarch. He is deeply saddened by the loss of the original king, Josiah.
Lucas- The insanely powerful mega parrot who was crucial in the battle against the ducks in DvP 2. He now works throughout the kingdom on construction and other projects.
Oscar- A side character parrot spy that has been sent on countless stealth missions to infiltrate the ducks’ security. He has warned the parrots of countless dangers.
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Matt the ranger- hunter parrot that helps hunt, gain food, and often goes on stealth missions.
Anthony- commands parrots and now spends time assisting Jeff in his mission to restore the Republic of Parrots.
Arthur- Central C.I.P. agent and makes inventions to assist the parrots. He now studies contraptions to assist normal life.
Demetrius- The brains of the parrots and 2nd in command C.I.P.
If I change it too much, our plan could fail! Demetrius’s mind raced. The question is, how do I do it? In the future, King Edward will now know about a time-traveling “duck.” What now!? Will this affect King Josiah and the kingdom of parrots?
“How DARE you shut down and destroy my machine!? You will now feel the wrath of the ducks and the future won’t be the same!!”
Later in real time…
“It’s already been 58 minutes since he left,” says Jeff.
“Remember, results and changes in the timeline will only happen upon his return,”
shouts Bennett.
“What is it?!” Demetrius asks.
“It’s a scroll. We can’t read it, but you studied this language. Do you know what it says?”
“Yes,” Demetrius replies. “No way…”
Demetrius knew what it said, alright. It had a hint to finding a chance of rebirth.
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We’re gonna get fired,” says one duck.
“Demetrius! You made it!” shouts Jeff.
“Congratulations!” says Josiah.
“Great job,” says Arthur.
“Now swans don’t exist! The thing is, everyone still has their memories, so Edward knows we got rid of swans. Is it true that you were being chased by him for an hour while squawking like there was no tomorrow?” asks Jeff.
“Ummmm…Yes,”
Jeff rallies the crew to continue forth through the brush.
30 minutes later…
“Guys! Look! That must be where they’re holding Matt captive!” Jeff points to an abandoned military training facility.
“We’ll need a stealth approa-” says Arthur.
“CHARGE!!!” interrupts Lucas.
“Oh well. CHARGE!!!” shouts Anthony.
says Demetrius. “Though my memory is a little fuzzy after time traveling again.”
“Makes sense,” says Matt.
“Do we want to have a feast celebration? Matt and the other hunter parrots racked up a ton of food with our new hunting grounds,” Josiah asks.
“Only if there's fruit snacks!” answers Demetrius.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Jeff smiles.
Hours passed and every parrot was just grooving!
says Arthur. “He’ll be able to return in 2 minutes. I just can feel it.”
I’m not going to make it back in 2 minutes! thinks Demetrius.
“GET HIM!!” Shouts Edward as he chases Demetrius. Suddenly, ducks drop down from all around Demetrius.
30 seconds!
The ducks lunge forward and Demetrius ducks.
“Stand your ground, you fools!” yells King Edward.
Then Demetrius is about to get tackled and stabbed, but the moment they swing, Demetrius appears in real time and falls to the ground.
“Dad-Gum!
Then a crowd of ducks and geese in heavy armor with flamethrowers, rifles, and shotguns charges out to fend off the squawking intruders.
Anthony charged in with his machine gun and started to eliminate the ranged flame spewer turrets while Lucas used his colossal sword to break through the defensive line of tanky ducks. The same type of duck tanks that had killed Josiah. Knowing that, it wasn’t hard to fight them anymore. The parrots’ rage allowed them to overpower them much easier than before. The flame thrower guards were what really made it much more difficult. The ducks had begun to push them back more.
Meanwhile…
“Demetrius! We’ve found something while building!”
Matt was doing his breakdance, Arthur was spying on intruders and grooving as well, and Jeff started cooking his glorious macaroni and cheese. Everybody loved it. The drippy cheese and the parmesan made everyone's mouth water.
“Some milk here… cheese there…flakes here…” Jeff says to himself. “Some money here… some- Wait… MONEY!?”
Jeff looks up to see a parrot squawking. “I’ll give you $1,000 for your recipe and secret ingredient! No, $10,000!”
“No, give it to me!
He then turns back around.
“Wait a minute…” Oscar sniffs the air again.
“Everyone! RUN!!!” All the parrots skedaddle away. The tree next to them then suddenly exploded.
“They hid bombs?” Lucas asks, adjusting his bionic suit.
“Whew! That was close.” says Anthony as he brushes off the dirt and wood from his feathers.
“We gotta be careful as we advance. Come on!”
I’ll give you $30,000 for the recipe!” squawks another.
“No, me! I’ll give ya $50,000”
“Me! I'll give you $100,000!
“Ignore them! Give it to me for $250,000!”
“ONE MILLION DOLLARS!”
The parrots kept on squawking until Jeff told them that he would say the secret ingredient.
“The secret ingredient is…” All the parrots held their breath.
“Practice… and skill.”
He didn’t know what to do. By the time he had a plan, he was already at the duck base.
“I’m cooked,” Matt says.
“You are indeed cooked,” says a voice behind Matt. “You won’t be getting out of here.”
Matt turns around to see a crow with black fur around his neck.
“I am Skyrupture. But you can call me ‘Crow’ because you won’t need to tell anyone my name. You aren’t leaving alive,” Skyrupture leaves with a sinister smile on his face.
“I’ve gotta lock in,”
Half the begging parrots fainted. The rest lowered their heads and trudged away.
“The real secret ingredient is actually pistachio flavored protein powder mixed with the cheese powder. Pistachios are every parrot’s favorite nut.” Jeff whispers to himself. “But they’ll never figure out that that’s the secret ingredient.”
“LET’S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!!” shouts Josiah.
Watching the feast from the shadows was a duck spy in stealth gear. The parrots never noticed him before he retreated back to King Edward’s castle.
“We must strike!
I believe that Arthur has already designed stealth gear for this task.” orders Jeff.
“Yes, sir. I’ll go get ready now.”
It was December 22 and it had begun to snow. The harsh wind, however, only slowed the duck’s advance.
“Geez, this sure isn’t comfy.” grunts Matt.
He was caught sideways in a rope net coated with flammable liquid.
It wouldn’t taste good to tear through and if he even tried, they would set it on fire and burn him alive. The wind would blow the fire all over the place. There was no escape.
A group of ducks went to the kitchen to find Jeff's secret recipe. Another group of ducks charged at the bedrooms, the hallways, and the spa. After that, the last group of ducks charged at the paintings all over the rooms, and the painting of parrot royalty. BAM! BOOM! BANG! Explosions ripple everywhere in the castle. The ducks then skedaddled back to their base.
Meanwhile at the duck castle, parrots flipped tables and burned rooms. They threw dynamite and took treasures like pearls and gold.
Demetrius whispers to himself. “Luckily, I’ve been in prison before, so I should be able to invite these ducks to a jail break.”
“Anthony! Lucas! Arthur!Oscar! We gotta go find Matt! Hurry to the front gates of the G-TOP!” Jeff shouts.
“Coming!” they all shout.
10 minutes later Jeff, Anthony, Arthur, Lucas, and Oscar all left to search for Matt. They started in the woods where Oscar had found the burnt trees and hints of gas. There was one particular tree that was just standing. Oscar sniffs the air to smell gunpowder.
We had the opportunity to strike and crash a party before, and it went better than most attacks! Now is the time to finish the parrots ONCE AND FOR ALL!!!” Yells king Edward.
Simultaneously at the Parrots’ Party….
“Now is the time to finish the ducks! FOR FREEDOM AND DEMOCRACY!!!” yelled Josiah.
The crowd of parrots started flying toward Edwards's castle from the south, ready to end the ducks once and for all. At the same time, the ducks began their assault path through the north.
The ducks landed on Josiah’s balcony and threw dynamite everywhere.
We had parrots scout out part of Matt’s route and they found a large path of burnt trees and traces of gas and smoke. We suspect that a squad of ducks might’ve attacked with flame or explosives.” says Oscar.
“What!? Then there really is some mastermind behind all this. The ducks wouldn’t have been able to do that on their own with no coordination…” mumbles Jeff.
“What do you want me to do, Jeff?”
“You stay and watch from the throne room balcony tonight. Immediately alert me if you see anything, even if everyone is asleep.
Just then, a moss and rope wall lowered and Matt and the scouts were all wrapped up, tangled in the ducks’ trap.
The next day..
“Why isn’t Matt back!? He should be here by now! It’s been over 40 hours!” Jeff was pacing back and forth in the throne room.
Just then, Oscar flew in.
“Lord Jeff! There hasn’t been confirmation, but there are rumors about where Matt went!”
“What do these rumors say??” inquires Jeff.
“Well… They say that Matt might have been captured by ducks.
They raided the throne room and as they threw the last explosive, they wondered where the ducks were.
“Where are the ducks!? They must be up to something!” Shouts Anthony.
“We must return!!” shouts Josiah.
King Edward shouts,”We shall return to our fortress!”
The parrots and ducks did not go back on their routes. They cut straight through the middle of the Netherlands and met right smack in the middle. Across the silver marshes of Lake Alburteu, the ducks started to unite in sorted ranks, their wings pressed smooth by the freezing dawn wind.
Why isn’t he here?!” panics Jeff.
“Something must’ve happened!” says Anthony.
…….
Matt ran with all his might. He couldn’t fly because there were too many gas ducks in the trees. On the ground, there were geese with flamethrowers in heavy heat-resist armor. The only way to dodge was to zig-zag while running and occasionally jumping and flying in short bursts. Even then, his wing might catch fire for a moment or his vision might spin from gas or smoke.
“Split u-” stutters Matt.
“It looks like I must accept this challenge for my kingdom to continue to reign supreme!"
Edward waddles back to where he was, right next to General Richardson. General Anthony swooped into the sky and landed next to Josiah. Arthur, Matt, Jeff, and Demetrius all step up beside Josiah.
“It failed before, but now…” Edward pulls off the curtain of the mysterious object. “Behold! Geese! Nothing can go wrong this time! I guess there’s no time to go back in time! Muhahahahaha!” Edward cackles.
“Was that pun really necessary?”
“With what?” Matt replies.
Jeff answers, “You know the new duck we found in the forest? I want to find where that duck came from and figure out who the new leader of the ducks is. Can you try to find them?”
A couple hours later, Matt left the kingdom with a few of his buddies to try to find the ducks. They didn’t see a thing until they couldn’t see the G-TOP (Great Tree of Parrots). Just five minutes after the great tree left their sight, strange quacks and squawks began to echo throughout the woods.
“Something isn’t right… It wasn’t like this a month ago. What is this?”
Josiah grimaced at Edward.
“YES IT WAS!” Edward quacks. “And with my new troops, there’s no escape!” A blue barrier then forms around the area.
“There’s no escape now! MWAHAHAHAHA!!!” Edward’s ominous voice echoes through the barrier, making most of the parrots shudder.
And so the fight began…
Parrots started flying over the ducks, dropping the ducks like they did last war. This time though, it wasn’t quite as effective.
“We’ve grown smarter, ya know! We can fly, losers!” Shouts General Richardson.
At their center stood King Edward, ruler of the Republic of the Mighty Ducks, his gaze steady and unblinking as ripples spread across the water before him. Josiah and Edward met face to face, ready to end this war once and for all to determine which is the strongest bird.
“Well…well…well…look what we have here…” Josiah smirked.
“Right back where it all started. Alas, you will no longer be squawking by the time this is over!” quacked Edward.
“Oh really? I could destroy you without losing a feather!” Josiah challenged Edward.
says Matt.
“Matt! We must go back and alert Jeff! This isn’t-” One of Matt’s scouts is interrupted by a strange noise. Then a strange mist began to spread.
“Uh-oh…” says Matt. Then he points up with his wing at a duck in strange gear with a strange device.
“RUN!” shouts a scout.
…….
“Matt! He should be back by now…!
The ducks started flying at the parrots. They fought with their swords while Josiah sat in the back. But one duck didn't seem to fight the parrots. He ran to the back and before the parrots knew it, he was attacking Josiah. Josiah fought him off, but there were more to come. A flock of 100 ducks started to push through the battleground in heavy armor, defending them from everything but the strongest blows. 86 made it to Josiah without breaking a feather. The parrots tried to defend Josiah, but it was too late. The flock crowded Josiah and jumped him. Josiah bravely fought to the end, but before Jeff or Anthony could reach him, a duck commander had put Josiah in his grave.
He looks down and notices the red duck figurine that Josiah had stabbed to the map upon Edward’s castle. Edward…
All of the parrots had thought about Josiah a lot, but never about Edward.
“Who is the new leader of the ducks if they are still alive?” Anthony asks himself, then asks Jeff.
Jeff pauses. “...I don’t know, I had never thought about it.”
Jeff and Anthony left the meeting room.
Jeff went towards Matt’s room and opened the door.
“Oh, hi Jeff.” Matt says.
“I need your help.” Jeff tells Matt.
“NOOO! JOSIAH!!!” All the parrots squawk at the same time, including Jeff, Anthony, Matt, and Demitrius. Time seemed to slow down. The world stopped spinning for a fraction of a second. Silence.
“What’s wrong!? Scared?” chides a duck in Jeff’s ear. Jeff was filled with rage as he stood there on the silent battlefield. “You scar-!?” BANG!
The duck is interrupted by a solid blow to the head.
“HOW DARE YOU!!!!” squawks Jeff at the top of his lungs.
“At least he can't fire you,” Jeff replies.
“Did you tell him?” Arthur asked.
Demetrius glanced up at Jeff then back at Arthur. “Maybe.”
“You little rascal! I told you not to tell him! TO THE DUNGEON!” Arthur cawed out.
“You know you can’t do that, right?” Jeff says.
“Yeah, but I wish I could.” Arthur replies.
Demetrius had almost gone to the dungeon and lost his C.I.P position in just one day.
“THE DUCKS WILL FEEL OUR FULL WRATH!!!!”
Jeff is extremely aggressive and will not recover after what they did to his bestest friend, Josiah.
“MWAHAHAHA!!!! Edward quacks. “I am finally supreme! Now NO ONE can stand in our way!!!!”
But as he said that, a parrot who was so outraged and mad had knocked out Edward cold. No one knows his name, as he soon died on the battlefield. But what we do know is that he was a legend: the legendary parrot who avenged Josiah. The parrots’ forces shrunk. In the end, only two birds stood. Jeff vs. Richardson, the final showdown.
“He didn’t want to stress you out, especially right after Josiah left us,” says Demetrius. “But the ducks only appeared one month ago, right in between now and the final battle. Besides, Arthur is a very busy bird. He had other matters to attend to.”
“Uh, I'm standing right here.” says Arthur.
He had heard the whole thing while he was quietly watching from his birdcage-study.
Both Demetrius and Jeff flinch, not expecting him.
“Ohh, hey Arthur!” Jeff chirps out nervously.
“We’re cooked,” Demetrius whispers.
“And so we gather here to recognize the achievements of King Josiah during his long reign. And how he fought so hard to keep the parrots alive. We truly would have never made it this far without him.” Lucas chirped out. “We will now… We will now allow everyone’s final goodbyes to our king. Jeff, you’re up first.”
“I am so sad that our king died… Nothing could ever make up for his death.” says Jeff. Then he pours the mac and cheese that Josiah never got to eat into a side section of the coffin meant for gifts and blessings.
“Goodbye, your majesty.”
But Demetrius was a good parrot. And he wanted to make that clear. So for the next week, he worked on his new invention…
Meanwhile, Jeff had been thinking a lot about his deal with Demetrius.
He needed to get started on this Extermination project, but he didn’t know what to start with. So, he went to the person that knew the battle map the most: General Anthony.
“You want to know where the ducks were last spotted? Hmmm.. Let me get to the battle map.” says Anthony. “The ducks were last spotted near the site of the final battle, in the woods to the east–”
Anthony walks to the map and freezes.
Everyone else was off the field, injured, or deceased. Richardson clawed Jeff's wing. But Jeff moved it just in time, so he only lost a feather. There was still fire in his eyes after the death of Josiah. And he wasn’t going to lose. When Richardson dived towards Jeff, Jeff swiftly ducked down, and bit Richardson's wing with his beak, squawking and thrashing.
“Get off me, ya squawkin machine!” quacked Richardson.
But Jeff didn’t cooperate. And soon, Richardson was dead.
At last, the war was over.
Epilogue
Jeff holds back a laugh. “What do you mean? The ducks are gone.”
“The other day while Arthur, leader of the Central Intelligence of Parrots, or the C.I.P., was in the woods, he found a duck on its way to the castle. The duck was just a duckling and didn’t like the other ducks, so he ran away. Arthur felt bad and took the little guy in. But the important thing is, the ducks are still out there, gathering power and waiting for the right time to strike again.”
“WHAT!? And he didn’t tell me this? Even though I’m the king?” replies Jeff.
Says Jeff, half joking but also 70% serious.
“I won’t tell anyone your recipe! I don’t even know the whole thing, other than a little pistachio! I don’t even know how the pistachio is incorporated into the mac and cheese!” Demetrius cried. Here’s a deal: I don’t tell anyone and I'll help make it better as long as you help me with one project.”
“Okay, sure,” says Jeff.
“Good!” says Demetrius. “I call the project: Extermination. Mission objective: eliminate all ducks in the kingdom.”
Then Demetrius drops some fruit snacks in his coffin. “I hope that this makes us all good again.”
“Goodbye. I will continue to protect the parrots.” As he cries and walks away, Anthony throws a plushy scarlet macaw into the coffin.
“Rest in pieces-I mean rest in peace.” says Edward.
“EDWARD!?!?!!?!??!?!?!??!?!? Impossible!!!” shouts Demetrius.
“KILL HIM!” shouts every parrot that saw him.
“Wait, guys! It’s me, Matt!! It was a joke!!
“How did you–!?”
“Don’t ask questions,” Demetrius replies with a faint smile.
“Okay buddy. Jokes over,” Jeff said.
“Okay, okay, it was pistachios! I use a lot of pistachios in potions and cures! You can’t blame me!”
“So that's why my mac and cheese seems to cure a cold.” Jeff had said too much. He gasped, then looked at Demitrius. Then, Demitrius looked back with a smirk.
“Don’t tell anyone, or else you'll be fired from the C.I.P.”
“Jeff!”
“Wha- WHAT!? I mean- Thank you! Thank you! Hold the applause!” Jeff retreats to his chambers, proud and embarrassed at the same time.
The clapping from that day still echoes across the waters of Lake Alberteu.
The parrots now have rebuilt their kingdom above ground. And today, they can still be found deep in the Netherlands, upon the Great Tree of Parrots, celebrating their victory as the world’s strongest bird.
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Jeff thought. He went back to the underground kingdom and visited Demetrius's room.
“Oh, hi Jeff…” Demetrius says.
“Sup?” Jeff replies.
“What have you been up to?” Jeff asked.
“Nothing much. I’ve been searching for a new project for a while now.” Demetrius replies.
“Perfect!” Jeff exclaimed.
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Today is April 1st, April fools day! I was going to take it off and burn it to show Josiah that we won!”
“(sigh) Oh well. Here you go, your majesty. I wish you luck.” says Arthur as he throws in the gold they found behind Edward’s throne. “May you continue to live in comfort, even after death.”
Everyone filed out of the funeral. Two days later their new king was appointed.
“I am here to announce our new king. He has been loyal in the hardest of situations. And his name is…” The audience was silent as they wondered who it would be.
“I was wondering if you could work on a medicine for poison. Some parrots have gotten bit by the venomous animals in the forest, and Matt has had a couple close calls.”
“Ok thanks, I'll get to work.”
Jeff exited Demetrius's room feeling accomplished, knowing that Demetrius could invent basically anything.
Literally the next day, Demetrius invented a cure.
“Let me know if it works properly and I’ll adjust it if it doesn't work as well as we hoped.” Says Demetrius.
When they brought it to the doctor's cave, it worked flawlessly. Every parrot recovered within a week.
Jeff barged into Demetrius’s room.
We hope to be finished with this stage in a couple of months,” Bennett replied.
“Ok. Is there anything I could help you with?”
“Not really. We’re waiting for the miners to get more steel for the pipes.”
“Alright.” Jeff had nothing to do, as he had no king to advise. Except for himself.
Jeff thought about what needed to be done next. The ducks were out of the way, so what was the next step for the kingdom?
“We need better technology. And I know just the person.”
Sixty days after the Battle for the Birds, Jeff was now very powerful and
well-known by the parrots. Jeff was sitting on the throne overlooking the rebuilding of the Republic of the Parrots. General Anthony was sitting on the smaller throne next to him.
“Grr,” Anthony mumbled. “I’m just mad at what those rascals did to Josiah.”
In the dorms, Matt was just sitting alone. Arthur was working on his signal device, but he couldn't focus. And Demetrius was crying so much it could fill 36 gallons of water. The parrots had gotten used to Jeff.
They had known him for a long while in the war against the ducks. But even still, the parrots felt empty two months after Josiah’s death.
Jeff was giving a speech about how sad it was that Josiah passed away. But he stuttered so much no one could understand him.
After Jeff’s speech, he decided to go help Bennett, or “Bob”, the construction parrot, with rebuilding the kingdom above ground. After all, Jeff had nothing else to do since all he could do was cry.
“So how’s the build going?” Jeff asked.
“We’re working on the sewage right now.