#Louie and Dewey are menaces

[aaandbackstabbed]

Scrooge: yesterday, I heard Dewey say “are you sure this is a good idea?” And Louie respond “trust me.”

Scrooge: never have I moved so quickly from one room to another

[yeyeducks]

There is no getting rid off him .

[queer-in-a-cornfield]

@story-blossom I’m your @duckblr-secret-santa! Sorry you’re getting your gift a little late, sickness, celebrations, and adhd were conspiring against me lol

Anyway, the gift! In the episode Quack Pack!, I’ve always gotten the implication that other episodes have taken place in that universe that we don’t ever see, so I decided to write one! It takes place in a DT season 1 equivalent, so Della is nowhere to be found and Lena is under Magica’s control. But it’s still Quack Pack of course, so silly shenanigans and laugh tracks abound. (Also tumblr made the formatting a little wonky but I’ll try and fix it up when I post it to AO3)

Story under the cut!

[Fade In]

[Int: McDuck Manor Foyer. Lena is standing by the front door gathering her things after a sleepover, with Huey, Dewey, Louie, and Webby standing a few feet back. The boys are clumped together while Webby is stood slightly closer to Lena.]

Lena: Thanks for letting me stay the night, guys!

[She turns to pick up her backpack, which is open and showing a magic trick box set.]

Dewey: Oooh, what’s that?

[He points at the box.]

Lena: Oh, uh… I’ve just been… teaching myself some magic tricks. Yeah, magic tricks.

Webby: Ooh, can you show us some?

[Lena fidgets nervously but plays along with it.]

Lena: Uh, okay…. What do you want to see?

[She grabs the box out of her backpack.]

Dewey: Oh, Y’know what would be so cool? You should give us wings!

Huey: Dewey, I don’t think that’s what she means by magic tricks-

Louie: No, no, let’s let him be delusional.

[The audience chuckles.]

Lena: I can totally do that… if that’s what you want.

Dewey: Wing it on!

[He winks at the camera, and the audience laughs.]

[Lena pulls out a basic, cheap-looking black and white wand from the box.]

Lena: Here goes…

[She waves the wand around in a circle once, then twice. Unbeknownst to the rest of the cast, her amulet necklace starts glowing. The wand circles a third time, and she thrusts it forward towards Dewey and his brothers, producing a bright purple beam of magic.]

[Dewey sticks his arms out, as though he is accepting the magic.]

Dewey: Sha-Dewey!

[The audience laughs at the catchphrase as the beam strikes the triplets, creating a large poof of purple smoke obscuring the camera.]

[When the smoke clears, Huey, Dewey, and Louie have become fairies and are now barely visible due to their size. Lena and Webby both stare at the boys, shocked.]

Lena: Uhhhh… bye!

[She quickly turns and runs out the door. The audience laughs and the theme song begins.]

—

[The theme song ends and we go back to the foyer with Webby staring at Huey, Dewey, and Louie.]

Dewey: … I can’t believe that worked!

Louie: Nice going, Dingus, getting us stuck like this.

Webby:Are you guys alright?

Huey: Yeah, surprisingly so, considering we just grew two entirely new appendages out of our backs.

Dewey: I think you mean… Appendewges!

[The audience laughs.]

Huey and Louie: Shut up, Dewey.

[They both smack him on the back of the head, sending him spinning forward in the air and making the audience laugh harder.]

[Webby holds her hand out, inviting the boys to land on her palm, which they do.]

Webby: I can’t believe you guys are actually, like, fairies now! What’s it like?

Dewey: Oh my gosh, it’s so cool!

[As he says this, he flutters up into the air and does a floating backflip before landing again.]

I can fly, and my wings are so pretty!

[He wiggles his wings back and forth to show off the translucent blue patterns on them and the shimmering silvery fairy dust coming from them. The audience oohs at the sight.]

Huey: While I wouldn’t go as far as saying it’s cool, it is fascinating how our bodies automatically adjusted to the change in height and shift to our centers of balance due to the wings on our backs.

[He loses his balance as he says the last line.]

Okay, maybe we haven’t totally adjusted.

[The audience laughs.]

Louie: The wings put massive rips in my favorite hoodie, so I’m not a fan.

[The audience laughs. His wings twitch, causing some gold fairy dust to come off of them.]

Ooh, the gold is nice, though.

Webby: If you’re actually fairies now, I wonder if you guys have any other abilities. In a lot of folklores, fairies were mischievous spirits that had all sorts of abilities they could use to play tricks on people.

[Dewey’s eyes light up.]

Dewey: Say less!

[He makes a comically intense face of concentration before his tail suddenly turns into that of a tiger, which he swishes back and forth excitedly.]

[The audience oohs and then applauds, while Louie chuckles, then smirks.]

Louie: You should totally try turning it into a snake next.

[As though under a trance, Dewey’s expression drops and his tiger’s tail instantly morphs into the head of a snake. It turns around and hisses at him as he snaps out of the trance, causing him to jump up and try and run in a circle away from the snake. The audience laughs hard.]

[Huey rolls his eyes and mutters to himself.]

Huey: Get me away from these lunatics.

[The camera cuts to a more zoomed out shot from above where we can see Webby looking down at the action in her palm.]

Webby: Huey? Where’d you go?

[The camera cuts back to an empty shot of where Huey was on Webby’s palm.]

Huey: What? I’m right here.

Webby: I can’t see you at all though…

Huey: I know I’m short now, but I’m not that short!

[The audience laughs.]

[The camera cuts back to Louie and Dewey, who we can see is still being terrorized by his tail in the background.]

Louie: Wait, Huey- flutter your wings.

[The camera cuts back to the empty shot, where some shimmery bronze fairy dust appears seemingly from nowhere.]

Webby: Oh my gosh, Huey! You’re invisible!

Huey: I- I am? I can still see myself! How do I change back??

Webby: We should ask the rest of the family what to do. I’m sure they’ll know how to help!

[As Webby finishes speaking, Uncle Scrooge walks into the room.]

Scrooge: Aye, Webby darlin’, I heard you were wanting ma help?

[The audience cheers wildly when he speaks.]

Webby: Yeah, Uncle Scrooge! Huey, Dewey, and Louie got turned into fairies and I don’t know how to help them!

Scrooge: Bless me bagpipes, that is serious! We need to get going right away… to the library!

[The crowd laughs and cheers as the scene transitions to…]

[Int: Library interior. Scrooge is standing at the head of a table surrounded by bookshelves. Standing behind the chair closest to him on the right side of the table is Webby. Also standing around the table are Donald and Mrs. Beakley.]

Scrooge: Alright everybody, we’ve got a lot of work to do to help the boys, so let’s get moving! Go, go, go!

[A research montage begins with the characters pulling books off shelves, flipping through pages, and consulting library signs to a detective movie style remix of the series theme song. Donald drops a comically large stack of books on his head, making the audience laugh. The montage ends with a camera shot set up in the space between two books, and Mrs. Beakley shoves a book back into the space on the button of the music. As the screen goes dark, the scene snaps back to…]

[Int: McDuck Manor Foyer. Huey, Dewey, and Louie remain floating about where they were before. Louie is laid back in the air as though he’s relaxing on a lounge chair, Huey has successfully become visible again and is stood hovering near Louie, and Dewey has just now gotten his tail back to normal and plods over to his brothers and sits on the air, breathing heavily.]

Dewey: Never (inhale) do that (inhale) to me (inhale) again (inhale).

Louie: It was funny though.

[He smirks at the camera and the audience laughs and some swoon.]

[Huey sits down as well.]

Huey: How did Webby describe fairies again? We’re trickster spirits, right?

Louie: I can see why, with all these powers.

Dewey: Y’know I’ve missed playing pranks on people.

Huey: We have been pretty busy lately…

[Louie stands up and holds his hand out towards Huey and Dewey.]

Louie: Then whaddaya say we take advantage of all this fairy stuff while we have it?

[Huey and Dewey glance at each other, then smirk and grab Louie’s hand. The audience cheers.]

[The camera cuts to a more zoomed out shot of the foyer, where we can see Huey, Dewey, and Louie all flying off screen as the audience continues cheering. The scene shifts to…]

[Int: Garage. Launchpad is going about setting up instruments for the Crash Happies’ rehearsal.]

Launchpad: Oooookay! There’s the drum set.

[Huey, Dewey, and Louie fly up to a cracked open window visible on the far left of the shot. They giggle between themselves then slip into the room one by one.]

[Huey lands on the cymbal of the drumset and turns invisible. The camera cuts back to a shot of the full room with Launchpad as Huey begins to dance on the cymbal, making it rattle “inexplicably”.]

[Launchpad turns around in confusion.]

Launchpad: Bwuh?

[Dewey and Louie then fly up to Launchpad’s ear. Louie puts on a deep voice and begins incomprehensibly whispering in his ear while Dewey watches.]

Launchpad: Ah! Who are you?! Show yourself!

[He flails around in a panic.]

[The camera cuts to Dewey, who flies over from Louie to the cymbal with Huey. He turns invisible as well, and they begin to jump back and forth on it, almost like a seesaw. In the background, Launchpad continues to freak out.]

Launchpad: I haven’t even crashed into anything cursed yet today!

[The camera cuts back to a shot of the full room. Launchpad is laying in the fetal position on the ground with his expression comically terrified. The cymbal of the drum continues to rattle back and forth.]

Launchpad: Ahhh!!!

[The door to the garage opens, revealing the rest of the Crash Happies.]

Crash Happy Drummer: Launchpad?

[The audience laughs, cheers, and applauds as the ad break begins.]

[Fade Out]

—

[Fade In]

Disembodied Voice: Consumer Alert! Did you know that if you have been exposed to any of these Glomgold Industries products, including Glomgold Signature Plaid Paint, Glomgold Foods Haggis, and the Junior Glomchucks Glombook, you may be entitled to financial compensation?

[A long list of Glomgold branded products scrolls across the screen.]

Disembodied Voice: These Glomgold Industries products have been found to contain high levels of dangerous materials including toxic pesticides, asbestos, and plutonium. Call this number today to see if you qualify for compensation!

[A phone number flashes on screen, as well as a line of text reading “Announcement paid for by Calisota Anti-Glomgold Society” and a photo of Glomgold in a devil suit.]

[Fade Out]

—

[Fade In]

[Int: Library. Scrooge, Beakley, Webby, and Donald are around a table at the library, surrounded by tall piles of books, scouring through them for a cure for Huey, Dewey, and Louie’s fairy transformations.]

Scrooge: (Very loudly) AHA! I’VE GOT IT!

[He excitedly slams the book he’s reading down onto the table.]

Librarian: (Offscreen) Shhh!!!

Scrooge: (Whispered) Aha! I’ve got it!

[He slams the book down again quietly. The audience laughs.]

[Webby, Donald, and Beakley gather around the book to see what Scrooge found.]

Scrooge: The boys would have to agree to this, but we should be able to turn them back by having them relinquish their fairy dust.

Donald: Well, what are we waiting for?! Let’s get back to the mansion!

[He throws his hands up and accidentally knocks over one of the piles of books, causing several books to hit him on the head. The audience laughs.]

Librarian: (Offscreen) Shhhh!!!!

Scrooge: (To librarian) Sorry! (To family) Let’s go.

[The shot does a sliding transition to…]

[Int: McDuck Manor Foyer. Scrooge, Donald, Beakley, and Webby stand just inside the front door on the far left of the shot showing an empty foyer.]

Beakley: … Aaaaand they’ve disappeared.

Donald: (Panicking) How could this happen?!

Beakley: Well, fairies are famously mischievous spirits…

Webby: … And with Huey, Dewey, and Louie’s love of pranks…

Scrooge: … There’s every likelihood that they’re off somewhere causing chaos.

[Donald faints from stress and hits the floor with a thud, making the audience laugh.]

[Scrooge bends down to pick Donald up.]

Beakley: Well, if they’re not here, we’re going to need to lure them to us. What attracts a fairy?

Webby: Fairies usually are drawn to sugary foods and shiny objects. They also typically avoid urban, polluted areas, but since Huey, Dewey, and Louie aren’t normal fairies they might not have any issue with that.

[A beat of silence.]

Scrooge: Curse me kilts, how did you learn all that, Webby?

Webby: Uhh… cute girl stuff?

[The audience laughs and cheers at her catchphrase and Scrooge and Beakley shrug and accept her response.]

Donald: (Drowsily) Funso’s.

[The others all stare at him, confused]

Donald: Put all that stuff in Funso’s and I don’t think the boys would be able to resist.

[They all share a look of agreement and the camera cuts to…]

[Int: The marina. Huey, Dewey, and Louie are flying around messing with people on the boardwalk.]

[Dewey suddenly stops in the air.]

Dewey: Guys, wait… we should go to Funso’s.

[Huey and Louie also stop.]

Huey: Actually yeah, that sounds really good.

Louie: (Getting more and more and more giddy as he speaks) And with this size I could practically swim in Pep!. Let’s do it!

[They quickly fly the short distance from the boardwalk to Funso’s. They enter the building and are greeted by their family standing around a circle of Pep!, candy, and gold coins.]

Webby: I told you guys it would work!

Donald: Boys! We found a way to turn you back to normal!

[Huey, Dewey, and Louie exchange a hesitant look]

Dewey: What if… we don’t want to?

Huey: Yeah…, as weird as it’s been to be fairies, it’s also been a lot of fun.

Louie: What they said.

[A brief, tense silence occurs, the camera framing the scene to look like a standoff between Huey, Dewey, and Louie, and their family.]

Scrooge: Ay, boys, I know it may be a lot of fun to be fairies right now. And trust me, I’ve dealt with many magical shenanigans like this in my years, the fun never lasts. It’s always more worth it to keep the brief fun memories than to have them tainted by getting bored or suffering the consequences of your own magic.

[Huey, Dewey, and Louie exchange another look.]

Huey: Okay. What do we need to do?

Beakley: (Pulling out three vials from behind her back) Just shake some of your fairy dust into these vials. Once we close them up, the rest of the fairy dust should remove itself from your systems, turning you back to normal.

[The boys fly up to Beakley. Huey flutters forward, and Beakley holds out the first vial. He shakes some fairy dust into the vial’s mouth, then goes back to his brothers. Beakley holds out the next vial, and Dewey does the same thing. Louie flutters up to the last vial, but pauses.]

Louie: Wait! Can I do one last thing before we do this?

[The camera cuts to a shot of Louie swimming around in a cup of Pep!. The audience laughs loudly.]

Louie: Aaaaah… it’s better than I ever dreamed!

Donald: Come on, Louie.

Louie: Alright, alright.

[The camera cuts back to the shot from before. Louie flutters back to the vial and shakes some of his fairy dust inside as well.]

Louie: (To Huey and Dewey) Well, it’s been real.

Dewey: Indewbitably!

Huey and Louie: Shut up, Dewey.

[As Huey and Louie smack the back of Dewey’s head, Beakley corks the three vials, and a poof of purple smoke obscures the camera. When the smoke clears, Huey, Dewey, and Louie are sitting on the floor, drowsily leaning on each other, no longer fairies.]

Donald: Boys!

[He runs up and bear hugs them, picking them up off the floor.]

Louie: (Feeling his hoodie’s fabric wet with Pep! and touching the tears in its back) Eugh, my hoodie’s ruined!

[Dewey takes a step forward but stumbles, and grabs Huey’s shoulder to catch himself, startling Huey and nearly pulling them both down. The audience laughs.]

Dewey: Gosh, I’m tired.

Webby: You guys probably overexerted yourselves while you were fairies. You might’ve had the energy for all that flying and magic then, but your normal bodies don’t.

Beakley: Let’s get you three home and changed, and you can sleep.

[She hands the boys each their vials, now full to the top with their respective fairy dusts.]

Louie: I cannot get to bed fast enough!

Huey and Dewey: Ditto.

[The door to Funso’s closes behind the family as they exit. The audience cheers for the happy ending.]

[Fade Out]

—

[Int: Garage. Launchpad is now putting everything away after the Crash Happies have left rehearsal. The scene quickly shrinks to a small window so the credits can roll.]

Launchpad: (Seeing the scene shrink) Aaah! The ghosts are back! And they shrunk the room!

[Launchpad promptly drops back to fetal position on the floor.]

Launchpad: (Screaming) MR. MCDUCK!!! YOUR GARAGE IS HAUNTED!!!!

[A beat of silence.]

Scrooge: (Muffled, in the distance) What?

[Fade Out]

[alex31624]

Duck Comic Reading Club Week 19: Trick or Treat

Well, well, well, it's time to read one of the two Carl Barks comics I had pending for the club.

A month later, but let's do the Halloween comic. First time reading it, but I've saw the animated short a couple times.

Talking about the short, I was looking around, and turns out the short came first, and the comic was the adaptation. Most times is the other way around.

Also, the other stuff I know Hazel is in; Mickey and Friends: Trick or Treats, a pretty cute short, I really like the songs. And of course, her part on Ducktales 2017's The Trickering. One of my favorites.

Ok, onto the comic.

Hazel is flying around, having fun scaring everyone, until she found the babies, Huey, Dewey and Louie.

They're in their classic halloween costumes, that can also be seen for a second in Mickey and Friends (Webby included). Awesome detail to have them sing the short theme song.

The boys go to the next house which is Donald's. Good old uncle Donald, I'm sure he has a bunch of candy to give to his beloved nephews.

WHAT THE HELL!?

For Duck's sake Donald. What the hell is wrong with you?

Hazel is just as indignated as I am, and went to face that degenerate. But, her fate was the same as the kids.

Holy cow. This guy is a menace.

Hazel had enough. Is magic time. She and the boys join forces and crafted a potion, which they plan to use to give Donald a lesson.

Hazel used the potion to give life to inanimate objects, and create ghost. Her tricks work, Donald is freaked out.

The duck is ready to give his candy, but Hazel called him a pushover and that brought back Donald demonic behavior.

That's the face of the devil.

Hazel then disguise herself as a lady duck, and she almost succeeded. She's not the most bright, since she transformed back as soon as Donald gave her the candy. That gave the duck a chance to take it back.

Hazel decided to raise her game, and created an abomination. Her creature took the candy, but the devil, also know as Donald, had one more trick.

Good lord. I know that's an ugly creature, created by magic, but man… Donald killed him. He blow him into oblivion.

Well, that's it. Donald asked for it. Hazel now casted her magic on the duck himself.

The duck's legs torture him, making him hit the stove, bump into a cactus and kick himself. But Donald is such a hater that he pulled one last trick.

Geez… He rather have nothing than shared. Dude, chill out man, what the hell is wrong with you?

But Hazel can play dirty too. She put Donald on an armor, that I'm not sure if she had it on her purse or is part of Donald's medieval collection.

Either way, using armor Donald as an ram, she destroy the door that hold the candy.

Happy ending, the kids got their candy and Donald learnt his lesson. This is different from the short, where he remain a hater, if I recall correctly.

This was a fun story, that add some things like the monster, and makes Donald even meaner, even if he changes at the end.

But the best thing about this comic is Donald's evil laugh.

He's such a bastard. I love him.

[docgold13]

Profiles in Villainy  

The Phantom Blot

The master criminal known as The Phantom Blot is a vain and diabolical cad whose desire for money and power is only surpassed by his need to immortalize his name in ‘the annals of crime.’  The Blot’s lust for power and fame have led to countless nefarious schemes that range from simple theft to attempts to conquer the entire world.  

Shrewd and cunning, there is no crime too outrageous nor bold for The Phantom Blot.  He is a master of disguise and a brilliant inventor; he can hypnotize with a mere glare and can escape any prison or bindings…  a frightening fink to be certain!

The Phantom Blot’s villains endeavors have led to numerous confrontations with Mickey Mouse.  Oh, how The Blot hates Mickey!  He has set dozens of traps and orchestrated all manner of plots in his effort to be rid of Micky Mouse.  Through luck and guile Micky has managed to evade these schemes and thwart the Blot’s plans.  

Although a thoroughly deplorable scoundrel, The Phantom Blot does have a soft spot for his beloved daughter, The Phantom Brat.  The Brat has followed in her father’s footsteps of villainy and aspires to be an even greater menace than her dad.  

Aside from Micky Mouse, The Blot has also matched wits with Donald Duck, Minnie Mouse, SuperGoof and Scrooge McDuck.  While he prefers to work alone or use witless henchmen, The Blot has been known to team up with fellow villains, specifically the Beagle Boys and Mad Madam Mim.  Although The Blot would never join forces with Magica DeSpell; for some reason the Blot hates magic and has taken steps to rid the world of all magic, witchcraft and sorcery.   

The Phantom Blot has also run afoul of the Ducktales crew and his plans of world conquest have been foiled by Donald Duck’s nephews and niece, Huey, Huey, Dewey, Louie and Webby.  

Actors Frank Welker, John O’Hurley and Giancarlo Esposito have each voiced the sinister Phantom Blot.  The villain first appeared in a 1939 comic strip entitled Micky Mouse Outwits the Phantom Blot.  His first animated appearance was in an episode of the original run of Ducktales called ‘All Ducks on Deck,’ originally airing on December 30th, 1987.

[luckyduckwrites]

Remembrance Chapter 1-20: The Secret(s) of Castle McDuck!

Fandom: DuckTales (Cartoon 2017)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Lena (Disney: DuckTales)/Original Female Character(s), Della Duck (Disney) & Original Character(s), Huey Duck (Disney) & Original Female Character(s), Louie Duck (Disney) & Original Female Character(s), Dewey Duck (Disney) & Original Character(s)

Characters: Lena (Disney: DuckTales), Della Duck (Disney), Original Female Character(s), Webby Vanderquack, Huey Duck (Disney), Dewey Duck (Disney), Louie Duck (Disney)

Additional Tags: Mentioned Della Duck (Disney), Canon Autistic Character, Canon Disabled Character, Protective Siblings, Brother-Sister Relationships, POV First Person, Original Character-centric, POV Original Female Character, Childhood Trauma, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Slow Romance, Slow To Update, Friends to Lovers

Summary:

My name is Izzy, and I'm Donald Duck's niece. I'm 6 years older than my brothers Huey, Dewey, and Louie, and we all grew up together on the houseboat. My brothers are incredibly mischevious and are always causing trouble, so they can never be left alone, but Uncle Donald almost never lets me babysit them. One day, he brings us to meet our Uncle Scrooge, the richest duck in the world! He seems vaguely familiar, almost like I've seen him before, but that can't be possible. I've never seen him on TV, so where could I have possibly seen him before?

**AO3 & Wattpad links in masterpost pinned to the top of the blog**

A/N: I don't know if you guys are emotionally ready for this chapter. I definitely wasn't emotionally prepared to write it. Some devestating secrets are being revealed to Izzy, so prepare thineself, and bring tissues. Izzy's gonna get hurt in more ways than one.

Uncle Scrooge snuck us out of the mansion into the Jeep, and made us promise not to tell Uncle Donald where we're going, despite not telling us anything about it in the first place. We make it all the way to the misty moors of Scotland before Uncle Scrooge says, "Remember, kids. No sudden movements, no eye contact, and if you're cornered, the heartless heathens will give you no quarter."

No quarter? What does that mean? From the context, I'm guessing it means mercy. I've heard pirates say that on TV shows, but after meeting actual pirates, I'm not sure the ones on TV are entirely accurate.

Louie says, "This does not sound like a fun trip."

Huey adds, "Misty moors, vague warnings, sneaking out behind Uncle Donald's back; can you just please tell us where we're going?"

I add, "Yeah, I'm getting nervous. You're usually not quite so cryptic on adventures.

Uncle Scrooge mutters, "The less you know, the better."

I sarcastically say, "Oh yeah, now I'm completely reassured."

After a couple more minutes of driving, Launchpad crashes the Jeep into a tall statue, saying, "Found it."

We get out of the vehicle, and Uncle Scrooge says, "Launchpad, hide the Jeep in the moors."

I ask, "Are you finally going to tell us where we are and why we're here?"

Uncle Scrooge nods, explaining, "Every five years, the mists of Dismal Downs part enough to reveal the home of the Knights Templar. Brace yourselves, kids. Primordial menace lurks here, the most treacherous terror I've ever faced."

A duck man and woman exit the castle we stand outside of, and the man shouts an all-too-familiar phrase, "Oi! Jettison that jalopy from my driveway this instant, you deadbeat!"

Uncle Scrooge slouches upon seeing them, muttering, "Daddy. Mummy."

His mom hugs him excitedly, exclaiming, "Scroogie!"

His dad simply says, "Son."

I ask, "Wait, does that make them our great-grandparents?"

Uncle Scrooge's mom approaches us, exclaiming, "Ooh! Look at your wee bairns; finally I get to meet ye!"

She attempts to hug my brothers and I in one go, but my brothers squirm away and run, leaving me to get unwanted cheek kisses from a relative I've never met.

I squirm out of her grasp and wipe her old-lady slobber off my cheeks, running after my brothers, Louie in particular, asking sarcastically, "What, you don't want slobbery great-grandma kisses?"

Louie exclaims, "Nope, I'm fine! Thank you, though!"

I finally stop chasing my brothers after around a minute or two, and ask, "Wait, what are your names?"

Uncle Scrooge's mom responds, "I'm Downy McDuck, and your grumpy great-grandfather over there is Fergus McDuck."

I say, "Cool old-timey names. Can I call you Granny Downy?"

Downy's smile widens, and she responds, "I'd be happy to let ye call me that, dear." She opens the doors to the castle and leads us to a dining room, saying, "Welcome, all of you, to Castle McDuck!"

Huey exclaims to Uncle Scrooge, "Your parents are alive?!"

Louie adds, "I can't believe you're still alive."

Fergus grumbles, "He put a curse on us."

Uncle Scrooge exclaims, "That is not fair! I very kindly rebuilt our ancestral castle for them, and I may have used some discount mystical druid stones that accidentally granted them immortality. I didn't know it would buy me an eternity's worth of criticism!"

Fergus says, "So he admits he wants to be rid of us."

Uncle Scrooge angrily asks, "Gah, would you rather I let you pass or made you immortal?!"

Fergus crosses his arms, responding, "Neither is satisfactory. A thoughtful son would know that."

Uncle Scrooge growls, and Dewey asks, "So this is the actual home of Clan McDuck?"

Granny Downy responds, "Indeed, child. Within these walls lies the secrets and the mysteries of all your ancestors."

Huh. I'm kinda curious about our ancestors since Uncle Donald never told us much about our family, especially the McDuck side.

Dewey whispers something to Webby, but she just squeals, "Everything McDuck, mysteries, secrets untold. Ooh wee!"

I poke her shoulder, and she just giggles, her eyes dilating in excitement.

I say, "Uh, guys? I think something's wrong with Webby!"

Dewey adds, "She's having a joy overload!"

Uncle Scrooge and Fergus growl at each other, and Granny Downy hands Uncle Scrooge a large stack of checks for five pence each, saying, "Oh, we didn't know where to send your birthday gifts all these years with you galavanting about."

Uncle Scrooge says, "Yeah, thanks Mummy, but I'm not just traveling, I'm a seasoned adventurer, seeking fortune, and-"

Louie interrupts him, saying, "Sorry, huh, Louie Duck, future owner of this castle. This Templar treasure, like, can I have it now, or do I have to wait to inherit it, or..."

Fergus narrows his eyes, saying, "Oh, so Scrooge mentioned Simon's treasure, but didn't mention his dear old parents."

I say, "I guess so."

Dewey asks, "Simon?"

Uncle Scrooge explains, "Simon McDuck was the accountant to the legendary Knights Templar. He hid their treasure somewhere in this castle."

Fergus grumbles, "Typical Scrooge, only coming around looking for a handout."

Uncle Scrooge pulls my brothers and Webby and I aside, whispering, "Only the Laird of the castle knows where the treasure is, and the Laird won't tell me unless I'm worthy."

I ask, "What's a Laird?"

Uncle Scrooge rolls his eyes, saying, "My father. So we have to be on our best behavior. Quit mentioning the treasure and act like we want to be here."

Webby squeals, and I say, "I don't you'll have a problem with Webby."

Dewey asks Granny Downy while she leads us down a hall full of our ancestor's paintings, "So, uh, this place has info on all of our relatives?"

She responds, "Oh, aye. There's Fergus's father, Dirty Dingus McDuck." Huey and Louie laugh at the name, and she continues, "The ghosts of Clan McDuck loom large here." She points to a bow, explaining, "This belonged to Murdock McDuck, first to patent the longbow. Murdock made a fortune selling his bows to the English Army. Or course, he charged extra for the arrows."

I mutter, "Of course. Sounds about right."

She gestures to another painting, saying, "Sir Swaphole McDuck was obsessed with hoarding treasure."

Fergus asks pointedly at Uncle Scrooge, "Sound familiar?"

What's with these weird names? I'm guessing it just a product of time or something like that.

Granny Downy continues, "So he built a mysterious series of tunnels under the castle to keep the family fortune. Some say he summoned a demon dog to stalk the catacombs."

Webby squeals, and I raise my eyebrow, asking, "Would the dog go after even family members if they were in the catacombs? I'm guessing getting attacked by a demon dog would not be fun."

Granny Downy says, "Oh, they're just stories. Maybe. Probably."

Yeah, that's really not reassuring.

She gestures to a painting of a young duck happily biking, and she coos, "Oh, and look here, little Scroogie and Whiskers!"

Huey asks, "Whiskers?"

I add, "What's with the ball of feathers in the basket?"

Granny Downy responds, "Little Scroogie always wanted a dog, but we were too poor, so we all pitched in to buy a clump of hair from the local barber. Oh, how Scroogie loved his Whiskers!"

Fergus asks, "And who ended up having to walk him and feed him?"

Uncle Scrooge exclaims, "It was a ball of hair!"

Fergus growls, "How dare you talk about Whiskers like that?! He was family!"

Uncle Scrooge grumbles, "Curse me kilts!"

Fergus reprimands, "Don't you curse in front of your mother!"

Uncle Scrooge exclaims, "I'm not a child anymore!"

Fergus says, "Then stop acting like one!"

Uncle Scrooge grabs a small table made out of a tree trunk, challenging, "Arm wrestling match! You and me, right now!"

Almost immediately, Fergus pins Uncle Scrooge's arm down and puts him in a headlock. Granny Downy is forced to separate them, and Uncle Scrooge storms off, the collar of his robe having been pulled over his head. My brothers and I slowly back away, exploring the hallways. We find a painting of Uncle Donald holding a comically large lollicpopwhen he was around my brothers' age.

We all laugh, Louie saying, "Oh, so good!"

Dewey exclaims, "Uncle Donald?!"

Dewey laughs so hard he falls backwards toward the wall and accidentally knocks over the painting, a strange note taped to the back.

Huey asks, "What?"

I add, "That's strange. Why would there be a note on the back of a painting in this ancient castle?"

Dewey reads the first part of the note, "'If borrowed crown in what you seek, then venture below and follow your beak'."

I ask, "What do they mean by 'crown'?"

Huey adds, "Like a King's crown?"

Louie adds, "Or 'crown' like oldsy times money! This could lead to the Knights Templar treasure!"

I say, "Okay, read the next part."

Huey grabs the note from Dewey, reading, "'To ensure the arrow miss it's mark, pluck a ditty on an arc'."

We hear Granny Downy call for us down the hall, "Kids!"

Dewey says, "Stall her, I'll fix the painting."

We nod, and the three of us race off to Granny Downy.

Louie says, "The cold castle air made Huey's face numb. I don't suppose you'd like to pinch his cheeks?"

I stifle a giggle, adding, "Oh, and he'd love it if he got smothered with hugs."

Huey gasps at our betrayal, and Granny Downy just smiles widely. She pinches his cheeks until they're red while cooing at him, and then hugs him tightly while his eye twitches, glaring at Louie and I while we try not to laugh.

She finally releases him, and we go back to Dewey, Huey rubbing his red cheeks while saying, "Alright, let's solve the mystery!"

Dewey says, "Just because there's a weird riddle in a mystical castle doesn't mean there's a mystery."

I ask, "What else could it be?"

He struggles to provide an answer, and Louie says to him, "I see what you're doing."

Dewey asks nervously, "You do?"

Louie says, "Trying to get the jump on us, grab the treasure for yourself? You're hiding something, aren't you?"

Dewey turns his head slightly to the side and pretends to contemplate something, like he always does when he wants to pretend he's contemplating what someone said.

Huey says, "C'mon, we're in this together. The Duck kids solving a huge family secret."

Dewey nervously mutters, "Oh, uh..." He runs off, exclaiming, "Race you!"

We chase him through the hallway, but Huey makes us stop at the bow, Dewey getting further away.

Huey says, "'Pluck a ditty on an arc'. Murdock's longbow! Dewey, you passed the first clue!"

Dewey turns around and runs back over to us, panting as he says, "Huh? I knew that."

I cross my arms, muttering, "Uh huh." I grab the note, and notice something odd, asking, "Did any of you guys notice that some of these letters are capitalized where they shouldn't be? Normally I'd be peeved at the grammatical error, but in this case I think it's a clue. The capitalized ones are B, A, and G. Musical notes maybe?"

Huey plucks the notes perfectly on Murdock's longbow, and a doorway opens as he says, "First chair cello, Junior Woodchuck Philharmonic Orchestra."

I mutter, "We know, Hue. We've been to your concerts."

Dewey says, "It's too narrow for the four of us. Oh, bummer!"

Huey grabs a torch from the wall and goes inside, saying, "Or we could just go single file."

I go in after Huey and Louie trails behind me, leaving Dewey at the back of the pack, muttering something under his breath.

Huey exclaims, "This must be one of Swamphole's crazy tunnels!"

Dewey says, "Guys, this could be dangerous. Or boring. You should totally go back, especially you, Izzy. It's not really worth the risk."

Louie says, "That is the least Dewey thing you've ever said."

I add, "Yeah, Dew. Just loosen up. We're exploring our ancestral home and could find treasure all on our own! What the next clue, Hue?"

Huey grabs the note from me and reads it by torchlight while we walk, saying, "'Penetrate the door by-fold with only the purest key of gold'. Where do we find a- Whoa!"

He slips down a large pile of golden keys, and Louie immediately dives into the pile.

Dewey says, "Oh, man! How are we gonna find one gold key in all this?"

I mutter, "Well, we won't with that attitude."

Dewey ignores, me adding, "Well, good try, everyone. You should head back, way to go-"

Louie emerges from the pile with a key, exclaiming, "Found it!"

I ask, "How do you know it's the one?"

Louie explains, "Real gold weighs more than fool's gold, so you search the bottom of the pile. You know, check the luster and the karat quality and boom, pure gold key." Huey and I stare at him in awe, and he says, "What? You guys like nerd stuff, I like gold. Come on."

I mutter, "You know what? Fair enough."

We reach a large chamber, and Huey gasps, exclaiming, "The Crypt of Clan McDuck! The final resting place of all our ancestors!"

I ask, "But how do we know which is the right tomb?"

Louie anxiously points to one, saying, "Uh, I may have found a clue!"

We look at the tomb he pointed at, which is... Uncle Donald's?!

Dewey asks, "Has Uncle Donald been a ghost this whole time?"

Louie says, "No, he gets hurt way too often to be a ghost."

Huey says, "Wait, the riddle was hidden on a portrait of Uncle Donald."

Dewey adds, "Which means it was meant for him!"

Louie grabs the note and reads part of it aloud, "'Face your fate, confront your doom'. They wanted Uncle Donald to find his own grave!"

I add, "Whoever made this riddle must've had a dark sense of humor. That is messed up, man."

Dewey nervously asks, "So... what's in there?"

Louie exclaims, "It could be the treasure!"

Dewey says, "Wait, wait, wait. What if there's something or someone we don't wanna find? L- Louie, aren't you scared?"

Louie shrugs, saying, "Eh, greed beats fear every time."

Dewey asks, "Izzy? What about you?"

I say, "I feel fine, Dew. In fact, this has been the easiest adventure so far. All we had to do was follow an old note."

We open the door, and Huey says, "Huh, it's empty."

I say, "Well, that was underwhelming." I notice something on top of the fake casket, and ask, "Wait, what that?"

We get closer, and Huey says, "Just a beat-up old bag."

There's an eerily familiar blue scarf peeking out of the bag, and it's about to click in my head whose it is when we see a giant dog materialize in the hall, growling and slobbering as it runs toward us. Huey, Louie, and I slam the door shut and hold it shut as the dog scratches at the door.

I exclaim, "What is that thing?!"

Dewey gasps, saying, "The Demon Dog of Castle McDuck!"

Huey grabs the bag, exclaiming, "We need a distraction."

Dewey reaches for the bag, exclaiming, "Hey! Give it back!"

Huey says, "Louie, Izzy, hold the door open. I'll set this scarf on fire and throw it out as a decoy!"

Dewey grabs the bag back just before Huey can set it on fire from the torch, exclaiming, "No! You can't!"

Huey asks, "What is wrong with you?!"

Louie adds, "Why are you acting super weird?!"

I add, "This is not the time for this, Dewey, we need to get out of here! Why are you acting so possessive over this stupid bag?!"

Dewey blurts out, "Because it belongs to Mom!"

Huey, Louie, and I gasp. Is that why the scarf was so familiar?

Huey asks, "How do you know this is Mom's?"

I add, "You never even met her and only saw, like, two pictures of her!"

Dewey nervously admits, "I've kinda been researching her on my own. A little! I just searched a forbidden library, crashed the Sunchaser, talked to the goddess Selene... Okay, you know, hearing it out loud, it comes off way worse than it sounded in my brain."

I exclaim, "What were you thinking, Dewford?!"

Huey adds, "How could you keep this from us?!"

Dewey explains, "I was trying to protect you from a potentially devastating revelation."

Huey adds, "Or you just kept it to yourself so you could feel special! Classic Dewey. She's our mom!"

Dewey says, "It's just... First, I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to get hurt. Then, I couldn't tell you because I found out all this stuff and I didn't want you to hurt me! I'm sorry, okay?!"

Huey yells, "You're only sorry because you got caught!"

I exclaim, tearing up, "What kind of information could you have found out that you couldn't even tell me? I'm the only one that knew her! Out of any of us, I should've been the one you went to! Don't you trust me?!"

We hear a sniffle behind us and turn around to see Louie crying while holding the bag.

Dewey asks, "Louie? You okay?"

Louie sniffles again, saying quietly, "You kept a secret about Mom. That is not okay."

A/N: This next paragraph describes a knee dislocation, and if you're uncomfortable with reading that, skip the paragraph.

The demon dog breaks through the door, and we're forced to run underneath it, splitting up, and I run with Dewey, falling behind. I jump over a large pile of rubble, but trip and land directly on my bad knee. I feel it pop out of its socket, and scream in pain. I try to sit up, but I can't move my left leg at all. I start sobbing in pain, holding my bad leg, and start rocking back in forth to try to soothe myself, but it's not working. I straighten my left leg with the help of my hands, and the knee pops back into its socket, the pain decreasing a bit but not much. I try to stand up to find my brothers, but I immediately collapse, my leg feeling like jelly. That's really not good.

I call out in a shaky voice, "Dewey! C- Come back!"

I see Dewey running toward me from further down the hall, a frantic look on his face. A hear a growl right behind me and turn my head to see the demon dog stalking toward me.

I cry out, "Please hurry! I need your help!"

Dewey tries to help me stand up, and we scramble away from the dog as fast as we can, but it's hard to do when I can't move one of my legs and I can't stand up. I trip and fall over, the back of my head bumps into something. I assume it's a wall, but I look up to see Huey and Louie. Huey helps me stand up and he and Louie pull my arms over their shoulders to help keep weight off of my bad leg.

My brothers toss rocks at the demon dog, Louie exclaiming, "Scram!"

Huey adds, "Shoo!"

Louie adds, "Back off!"

Huey adds, "Bad dog! Bad dog!"

Louie adds, "No, do not eat me!"

Huey adds, "Bad dog! Not food! We're not food! Bad dog!"

Dewey exclaims to them, "You came back!"

Louie says, "Were the Duck kids."

Huey adds, "Good or bad, whatever we do, we do it together!"

The demon dog gets even closer, unfazed by the rocks that were thrown at it, and the four of us growl back at it ferociously. It suddenly has a frightened expression and runs away, whining with its tail between its legs.

Huey says excitedly, "Duck family, victorious!"

Dewey asks, "It worked?!"

I exclaim, "It worked!"

Louie adds, "We gotta start doing that all the time!"

We get back to the Crypt, going slowly so I don't hurt my leg any further or fall over, and find Mom's bag again.

We look inside and I say, "Huh. It's Uncle Donald's hat. Why's that in Mom's bag?"

Huey gasps, exclaiming, "That must be the borrowed crown from the riddle!"

Louie says, "So Mom took his hat, hid it, and the elaborate riddle in the catacombs and the deadly demon dog were-"

Dewey finishes, "All just an elaborate prank on Uncle Donald?"

The four of us laugh, and I say, "You know, that sounds exactly like Mom's sense of humor. Only she would prank him like that."

Dewey frowns at the mention of Mom and pulls out a note in Mom's handwriting that says 'Scrooge, I've taken the Spear of Selene. I'm sorry. -Della'.

He says, "I should have told you from the beginning. Good or bad, we're all in this together. Well, I guess we're all starting from scratch."

I ask, "Wait, did you rub a pencil over the back of this?"

Dewey asks, "Huh?"

I grab the note from him, and Huey asks Dewey, "Have I taught you nothing?"

I add while rubbing the back of the note lightly with a pencil, "Junior Woodchuck Rule 217; Rub all documents with a pencil."

A familiar blueprint is revealed on the back of the note, and Dewey gasps, exclaiming, "The Spear of Selene! Now we know what it looks like!"

Louie asks, "What's that date circled?"

I rub the pencil a bit more over the area he points to, and Huey says, "April 15th, 2007. Guys, this is the week we were born!"

I add, "The week Mom disappeared."

Dewey asks, "What does that mean?"

Huey says, "We'll find out together."

Dewey says excitedly, "Oh man, I've got to tell Webby! Ooh, by the way, Webby knows too."

My eyes twitches, and I exclaim, "Are you freakin' kidding me?!"

Huey adds, "Come on!"

Louie adds, "Dude!"

Dewey sucks in a breath through his teeth, saying, "I'm sorry! Total honesty from here on out."

We exit the catacombs, and the second Uncle Scrooge sees me, he worriedly asks, "What happened to you? Are you okay?!"

I take a minute to think, my brothers silently pleading with me not to tell him, but I don't wamt to lie to him!

I finally say, "We were exploring and I tripped. Landed right on my bad knee."

Technically, not a lie. We leave the Castle and Uncle Scrooge helps me into a seat, my brothers and Webby arranged so I can keep my leg straight.

Granny Downy asks, "Are you sure there's nothing I coukd give you? Maybe some original family photographs? Or a leather-bound volume of McDuck history? I'm probably just going to throw most of it away, anyway."

Webby says, "Ah, I- words- can't- agh!"

I say, "Just hold onto them. I'm sure Webby'll be happy to accept them next time, she's just... not fully coherent right now."

Granny Downy nods, saying, "Well, goodbye then. See you all in five years!"

I wave bye to them, saying, "Bye, Fergus! Bye, Granny Downy!"

As soon as we start driving away, Webby finally snaps back to her usual talkative self, asking, "Who built this Castle? What was Scrooge like as a kid? What was his favorite color? Game? Song? Food? Who designed the McDuck tartan? Who was-" She finally noticed that we're driving away, and puts her hands on the back window, exclaiming, "Noooooo!"

[c0konk]

[in a group chat]

Louie: when ur gay in ur house with nobody else, ur homolone

Dewey: when your bi and theres nobody else around your biyourself

[louie and dewey were removed from the group chat]

[frc-ambaradan]

It is 1976 and John D. Rockerduck gives proof of how much in dire need he is of a pilot/chauffeur...

"Yokel! Gasbag! Idiot!"

"Now watch this high precision landing!"

"A true precision landing for sure, there's no denyin'!"

Zio Paperone e l'inganno a mezzo stampa (1976)

[adventurelandia]

Menace Out of the Myths by Carl Barks

[sinisterexaggerator]

"Now in stock at your local Disney Theme Park is the latest wave in the Disney/Star Wars mash-ups, Series 5! In this exciting assortment, our favorite Fab 5 characters don the costumes of the more iconic of Star Wars characters.  This wave is more prequel-centric with a dash of The Clone Wars for good measure.

Series 5 includes:

Donald Duck as Commander Cody — Uh oh, there’s a break in contininuity here if Pete is Boba Fett!

Daisy Duck as Aurra Sing — This bounty hunter first appeared in The Phantom Menace but is a featured character in The Clone Wars.

Stitch as General Grievous — He’s got four arms so… this makes sense!

Goofy as Cad Bane — This bounty hunter from The Clone Wars is anything but Goofy!

Huey, Dewey, and Louie as Jawas — The highlight of the wave for me is the introduction of Donald’s nephews to the Star Wars universe.  Short, playful, I like the idea of the nephews stealing droids for profit.

All figures and even a few older assortments can be bought for just $9.95 at Disneyland, World of Disney at Downtown Disney, and Disney’s Hollywood Studios and Downtown Disney.  Happy Hunting!"

Is this for real?!?!

Holy shit it is!!!!

[michaelxmouse]

𝚃𝙰𝚂𝙺 𝟸𝟻; 𝙽𝙴𝚇𝚃 𝙶𝙴𝙽.

                    OZZY MOUSE.

it all started with a mouse ... and yes it’s this mouse. ozzy’s existence is the reason why elias is here and why walt academy exists. for a good chunk of his life his dad lied to ozzy and his sister about their powers because of that when they did manifest, ozzy didn’t know how to control them. he was a danger to himself and to everyone else. instead of helping he built a school for his kids to help them. obviously, that created some tension between ozzy and mickey that caused ozzy to dip after graduation but what really sealed the deal was when mickey took ozzy’s mortality away without his permission. that earned his dad a good punch in the face and ozzy leaving for a second time. he’s back and please don’t associate him with his dad. his mom and sister though ? he’d do anything for them. 

𝙶𝙴𝙽𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙻

birth name. michael oswald mouse nicknames. ozzy date of birth.  november 8 age.    physically 29 ( immortal ) gender.   cis male. pronouns.  he / him. species.   human. powers.  sorcery�� sexuality.  bisexual. place of birth.   disney town.  current residence.   he’s elias for the moment. might dip again who is to say. occupation.    menace to society. 

𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴

height. 5'10" build. muscular.  hair colour/style. brunette & curly eye colour. brown piercings.  ears. tattoos. many. notable markings.  scar on his ribs from sorcery gone wrong. glasses/contacts ?  sometimes. faceclaim.  chay suede. voiceclaim. chay suede.

𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙻𝚃𝙷

physical ailments.   n/a. allergies.   none. sleeping habits. his motto is he’ll sleep when he’s dead which is funny bc he can’t die. exercise habits. running from his problems. dominant hand.    right. drugs / smoke / alcohol ?  yes / yes / yes.

𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈

likes.  his mom, uncle donald and gavin, his sister you know if she ever speaks to him again, rock music, traveling, one night stands, the neon lights of a club, late night talking by bonfires, privacy in his personal life, no one knowing who he is inside and out dislikes.  his dad, being lied to, being told what to do, the expectations that come with being a mouse, people recognizing him in public, not being in control of his powers, immortality, elias, no one knowing who he is inside and out bad habits.  he has many, i would say his biggest one is defiance and anger. also wasting his potential hehe

𝚁𝙴𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙿𝚂

mother.   minverna mouse. father.    michael mouse. ( derogatory ) siblings.   melody mouse. children.   great question. birth order.   technically, youngest of two but when he went mortal he gained a few years on melody.  significant other.  whore behavior  closest friends.  dusty duck, max goof, huey, dewey and louie duck, roxas reyes, dixie reyes.

𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃𝚂

zodiac sign. scorpio. mbti. entp. temperament.   choleric. hogwarts house.   gryffindor. moral alignment.  chaotic neutral.

𝚂𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻𝚂 & 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚂

languages spoken.   english, spanish, latin & german. drive ?   yes. jump start a car ?    yes. change a flat tire ?    yes. ride a bicycle ?    yes. swim ?   yes play an instrument ?  yes, was forced to. prefers guitar though. play chess ? unfortunately  braid hair ?    yes. tie a tie ?          yes. pick a lock ?          yes. sew ?    yes.

compassion.         7/10.

empathy.         7/10.

creativity.          10/10.

mental flexibility.          10/10.

passion.         6/10.

luck.         10/10.

motivation.  7/10.

education.          10/10.

intelligence.         10/10.

charisma.       10/10.

reflexes.          10/10.

willpower.          5/10.

stamina.          10/10.

physical strength.         10/10.

battle skill.          7/10.

initiative.     5/10.

restraint.          3/10.

strategy.       5/10.

teamwork.         2/10.

( PINTEREST, HIS TAG, PLAYLIST. )

[aaandbackstabbed]

Louie: you’re a snitch!

Huey: not a snitch! An informant.

Louie: Yeahh snitch in a tie!

[yeyeducks]

Help?

[duckapus]

Ducktales: Timesplosion

When Mcduck Manor is attacked by Mark Beaks’ villain team, errant blasts from Magica and Lena overload the Time Tub, sending Donald, Team Magic, the triplets, and Team Beaks into the past.

Part 1: Legend of the Scarlet Pimpernel

Donald, Louie, Huey, Violet and Negaduck are sent to France, 1792, where they meet Sir Percy Beakeney, aka the Scarlet Pimpernel, who offers to help Donald and the kids deal with Negaduck and get back home, so long as they help him with a problem of his own first.

Part 2: Make Way for the Beak-le Boys

Lena and Dewey are sent to Duckburg during Donald and Della’s childhood, while Mark’s Gizmoduck ripoff robot Waddlebeak arrived several months earlier and was used by Ma Beagle’s long forgotten brother Brainy Beagle to give the gang some upgrades. Now “Bluey” and “Britania” must join forces with the young Duck Twins and the visiting young Gladstone and Feathry to take down the mecha-mutt menace before they screw up the timeline any more than they already have.

Part 3: The Poorest Duck in the World

Webby and Magica arrive in Glasgow, Scotland, a week before Scrooge earns his Number 1 Dime, and Magica just can’t resist the chance to rewrite history destroy her most hated enemy before he ever became anyone in the first place, no matter what the consequences might be. So now it’s up to Webby to protect Young Scrooge and make sure that even after this he still has the confidence to become the man she knows, else she risks being erased from time altogether.

Also due to what she initially thought was a funny coincidence(finding a dime that just happened to have the same date and serial number as the Number 1 Dime), she ends up being the one to give Fergus McDuck the first money Scrooge would ever earn. Because I thought it would be cool.

[audubonbaybridge]

Duckvember Day 3: Camp

Have some light reading on this tense day. DT17-based.

"According to the JWG, we should be setting up camp someplace high above water, in case of flooding." Huey held the book out in front of him, flicking his eyes up to occasionally to take in the area around them. "Do you live by that thing?" Gosalyn came up beside him, giving him a skeptical book. 

"You have no idea," Louie told her, sounding resigned. "Yeah. Huey wouldn't know what to do if the Junior Woodchuck Guidebook didn't have instructions about something," Dewey added. "That's not true!" Huey frowned at them defensively, hugging the book to his chest as though it might somehow ward off their mocking words. "Really?" Louie countered. "Tell me again about that race you had with Violet." Before Huey could say anything, the rest of the crew came up behind them. Launchpad brought up the rear, lugging the bulk of the camping equipment on his back. "Have we found a good place to camp?" he asked them brightly. "We have, if you ask the king of the Junior Woodchucks over here," Gosalyn said, smirking. "Actually, I'm the Senior Junior Woodchuck." Violet came up and stopped beside them, placing her hands on her hips as she surveyed their surroundings. "This looks like a good spot, actually." "Oh man, I'm surrounded by nerds," Gosalyn said. "Tell me about it," Louie agree, not tearing his eyes from his cell phone. Launchpad came up and placed a hand on Gosalyn's shoulder. "Don't forget, we're here because Drake thought it would be a good idea to come along and pick up some skills." Gosalyn crossed her arms. "Yeah? Why isn't he out here with us, then?" Panic crossed Launchpad's face as he glanced around the group. Leaning towards Gosalyn, he said in a loud whisper, "Because he's busy doing you-know-what." He exchanged a look with Dewey, who gave him an enthusiastic thumbs up. "We all know Drake is Darkwing Duck," Louie said. The others nodded. "Gosalyn, you're good at archery, aren't you? Why don't you practice shooting with Webby," Violet suggested. Webby's eyes lit up, nearly vibrating with excitement. Gosalyn hesitated. It wasn't natural for her to give in to something like this so easily. Especially not camping, which was never something she had a particular fondness for. In fact, Gosalyn had always hated camping. But she had to admit that practicing her archery sounded like fun. She turned to Webby and made a show of sizing her up. "I could take you." "We'll just see about that," Webby answered in a voice that sounded much more menacing than Gosalyn ever would have expected from her. Then she skipped forward and playfully grabbed Gosalyn by the arm, tugging her towards a clump of trees. "Come on, this will be fun!" she said, and her voice had returned to its usual chipper timbre. Gosalyn looked up at Launchpad, who gave her an encouraging nod. Shrugging, she relented. "Okay, she said. "But Drake's gonna owe me for making me do this." She grabbed her bos and took off after Webby. Launchpad knew he wasn't the brightest, but he was pretty sure he detected a lighter than usual bounce in Gosalyn's step as he watched her run after Webby.

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The Daring Ducks: Questions and Vague Answers

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The party advance cautiously through the hallway, the mournful wailing growing louder with each stop towards the door at its end. A branching corridor leads westward, but the party move past it, inching towards the door.

A host of bones, strewn across the floor, give the party pause. They wait for them to rise up and attack, but they don't seem to do so. They advance cautiously towards the door, giving the old bones as wide a berth as they can, before arriving at the door. Dewey tries the door handle, though the attempt reveals the door to be locked. He calls out to the door, asking who's in there.

The sounds go mysteriously quiet.

The party look at each other, uncertainty written across everyone's faces. Louie approaches the lock and gets to work (Disable Device Check, taking 20 = 27), picking the lock with little difficulty. He puts his head against the door, trying to figure out what's going on (Perception Check = 9). He briefly hears some kind of scuffle, but little else.

He tries to cautiously open the door, but something stops the door from moving - something heavy and solid on the other side. Dewey moves up to push the door open, shoving the door as hard as he can (Strength Check = 14). He manages to push the door open slightly, noticing that a number of piled crates and barrels are blocking the door. Curious, he peers through the crack between the door and the frame, trying to get a good look.

A crossbow bolt flies out from the crack, piercing through his cheek and causing him to stumble backwards, clutching the gash across his face in pain. The team immediately panic and Huey moves up to try to heal him.

"S-Stay back!" Cries a loud voice from behind the door. "Don't you monsters come any closer!"

The young ducks looked at each other. That was no skeleton - that was a survivor! In fact, both Webby and Louie recognise that voice (Knowledge [local] Check = Louie 18, Webby 11). Webby remembers him as a large, bulky duck who had repaired a shaky table back at home for her granny, though the specifics of the duck escaper her. Louie remembers some more specific information - the owner of that voice is Theodore Oakenduck, a carpenter from back in the village. He tells the party to get back - the guy may be a carpenter, but he enjoys archery, and Louie knows that he's crazy good with a crossbow.

Webby tentatively approaches the door, telling Oakenduck that they don't mean any harm - in fact, they're here to rescue him! (Diplomacy Check = 14).

"No!" Oakenduck cries again. "I know your tricks! Tricks of the dead one, the dead one who speaks!"

Louie approaches the doorway, motioning Webby aside. He tells Oakenduck that they're from the village, sent by the mayor to retrieve the Everflame. Whatever's got him in a twist, he assures him, they can sort it out (Diplomacy Check = 26, +4 circumstance bonus increases result to 30).

There's a pause. Then, they hear Oakenduck say nervously, "Th- The village? You're from Silas?"

Yes, Louie says, as Dewey stands up behind him, still clutching his cheek. He tells Oakenduck who they are, and mentions that they don't want to hurt him, they just want to know what happened to everyone.

There's another pause, then the sound of scraping boxes. They see a wide, terrified eye staring at them from the crack in the door. Then, there's a mad flurry of activity, with the sound of wooden boxes being hurriedly moved. He opens the door a crack, still pointing the crossbow at them, and he tells them to get inside, quick, before more 'angry bones' come to attack them.

The ducks quickly get inside, walking into what appears to be a storeroom of some kind. A number of bedrolls are kept in the room, and a quick investigation reveals a bunch of rations, a couple of bullseye lanterns with four full flasks of oil, and two glass vials filled with a red liquid, a label on each reading "healing". Webby pockets one of the potions, while Dewey downs the other, his shredded cheek knitting itself back together with a slight sting.

Once everyone gets in the room, Oakenduck slams the door shut, then collapses against it, muttering to himself in paralysed fear. He's a portly man, with a large face and gut, and a few scratch marks across his face betray a previous encounter with the undead menace. Huey kneels down, immediately asking what happened, why was he here, and where did the undead come from.

Oakenduck starts to stammer out an explanation, saying that the bones came from the second level of the crypt to feast on their souls, to drag him and the others down to the Abyss! When asked who these others were, Oakenduck takes a moment, then starts recounting names. Marcus Thinfeather. Adrian Gagglequack. Janus Whitewing. Robert Haverbeak. And his daughter, Jenny Oakenduck. The moment he mentions his daughter, the man crumbles and erupts into another round of distressed wailing.

The team look at each other uneasily. Once there's a gap in the wailing, Dewey tentatively asks what, exactly, the six of them were doing here. Oakenduck mutters that came here to prepare the crypt, make the traps safe, so that the four young ducks could navigate it safely. They'd started on the traps on the first floor, but then the angry bones came from below, and the voice. The deep, bellowing voice of hate and death who stalks the halls in ancient mail!

He begins wailing again, and the four ducks begin to understand the story a bit more clearly. First of all, Louie was right - this whole thing was supposed to just be an obstacle course. Secondly, none of this was meant to be happening, and something had gone horribly wrong. Webby quietly asks Oakenduck, "Who else... made it?"

Oakenduck shakes his head. None, he cries. All his friends, murdered by the angry bones, except... His eyes light up as he remembers. Yes, his daughter... she is still alive, he is sure. He says that the voice took her, took her down into the depths below...

Louie speaks up, asking about these traps he mentioned. They already knew about the pit traps, what else was there?

Oakenduck seems flummoxed. He doesn't know, he says, he can't remember. He remembers that he was brought here to check on the shields and the key. And he thinks that the party will have to go for a swim... but beyond that, he can't remember anything.

Huey gets up and looks at the other three. They can't very well bring him along, but it's not safe to stay here either. He tries to convince Oakenduck to leave, to go back to the village, but he adamantly refuses. "The voice knows all!" He shouts in panic. "He'll know if I run, he'll send more angry bones!" And then, he promptly bursts into more wailing.

Dewey sighs. He tells Oakenduck to stay here, then, put that barricade back up. They'll get his daughter back, he promises, even if they have fight whatever this 'voice' was (Louie starts to protest, but quickly shuts up).

Oakenduck shakes his head. "You'll fail," He tells them. "You'll fail, and then you'll join the angry bones, and haunt this crypt forever more!"

Unable to console him, the team awkwardly leave the room, leaving the poor man to his wailing misery.

+100 XP.