#danny is totally baby Donald no you can't change my mind

[gladly-be-the-good]

Here's what I have so far. I'm so happy other people like this idea too.

The Fenton's mobile trailer was parked as close to McDuck manor as it could get. As soon as the news about the swirling vortex of shadows spread to Amity, the Fentons started planning a trip to investigate.

Maddy had managed to secure a meeting with the richest man in the world and his top team of scientists to demonstrate some of the Fenton family products. If everything went well, which Danny seriously doubted it would, they would be able to deduced what role if any Mr. McDuck played in the summoning of what had to be another ghost portal.

Jazz had protested bring uprooted in the middle of the school year, but Jack insisted that anything they learned at school, they could learn from their parents. Maddie had agreed with enthusiasm, excited at the idea at passing on the knowledge she had to her two children. Danny had been quiet. Lately, he'd been quiet a lot. Jazz was constantly worried about the obvious depression of her little brother and the clear neglect of her parents. She was sixteen, she shouldn't be reasonable for Danny's mental health, but no one else over fourteen cared. That's why when her parents insisted they come along on this cross country trip two weeks before finals, Jazz came with a plan.

The head inventor for McDuck industries was notorious for breaking rules and boundaries. Gizmoduck was the hero of duckburg and Darkwing was in the next city over. One of them would have to help. Two were heroes, the other, Jazz had learned through some less than legal means, thank you Tucker, had taken in and cared for a machine. Surely he wouldn't turn away living beings that needed help? If he did she had a trump card.

Before leaving, Jazz reviewed everything that had been shoved into her head since before she could talk. Every gadget and weapon and discovery with the Fenton name on it was in her brilliant mind. She was ready to deal with devils if that's what it took. She was ready to do anything to get Danny some help, even if it was just another hero to talk to, or another adult that didn't hurl insults at him or talk about dissecting him or hunted and shot at him. This was it. The crazy train stopped in duckburg.

Scrooge had never really taken notice of the Fenton family before the matriarch had sent him a letter. It changed many hands before it got to his, but he could see why it made it all the way to his desk.

Ghost hunters.

They lived in a small town wracked with paranormalevilence. They seemed like a bright and good hearted family, if not a wee bit reckless and narrow-minded. But they were so young. So many of his employees had started out, as Gyro would put it, wildly misunderstood. If they could learn that not all ghosts need vanquishing, then he would gladly nudge them along toward a better road, one that circumvented the regrets and hardships that so often follows the reckless and narrow minds. Once he thought they were safe, he'd introduce them to Lena, not telling them her history of course. Manny had been given the day off, just in case.

After his magic trial, Scrooge was determined to leave everyone he met better than they had been, if only so he'd have a sure fire defence in the future. He had so much to give to the Fentons, so long as they weren't looking for long term funding.

Gyro had placed little bulb on his shoulder and Boyd was drawing in the seat next to him. Scrooge raised an eyebrow.

"The Drakes are going to family therapy and since he couldn't very well stay over at the mansion with red nephew and others out at Funzo's, he flew here." Boyd nodded,

"I can leave if I'm an inconvenience, I just missed Dr. Gearlose." Gyro cleared his throat. Scrooge smiled knowingly and said,

"You're just fine where you are lad. I understand the family coming have two children as well. Perhaps you could give them a tour of the lab?"

"I'd love to! Anything I can do to help!"

"At's a good boy." He tapped his cane on the floor and sat on Gyro's other side. The seat next to him was empty. Where was- the door to the lab opened and four people walked in.

Two were wearing jumpsuits that even scrooge knew were never in fashion. The children seemed more normal. The girl held herself like a businesswoman, power and determination in her stride. Scrooge could see her working hard making a difference. The boy, if it weren't for the facial features and his dark hair color, Scrooge would think he was looking at Donald when he was fourteen. Blue eyes wondered and held interest, but his posture screamed of indifference and boredom. There was also something there, some weight, that they both shared. A weight far too heavy for a teenager to have to carry.

"You must be the Fenton family?"

"That's us!" The large man boomed.

"Mr. McDuck, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"I'm sure. This is Dr. Gyro Gearlose, he's our top scientist."

"Yes. Hello." Gyro said, with little interest.

"Mr. Crackshell-Cabrera was supposed to be here but it appears something has him detained." In another room there was a sudden clattering, banging, and the sound of something shattering. A tan man with light brown hair and mixed features ran into the room shouting,

"I am so sorry I'm late! There was, uh, long line for the bathroom."

Maddy smiled and said,

"It's wonderful to meet you. My name is Maddy and this is my husband Jack." Scrooge waited for a moment to see if they were going to introduce their kids or ask if there was a place they could go while business was taking place. They didn't. Fenton was the one who cleared his throat and nervously, as he straightened his tie, asked,

"And what are your names? It's my job to remember them." It was an odd thing to say but the children didn't seem phased.

"I'm Jazz and this is my younger brother Danny." Boyd hopped off of his seat and walked up to them, Gyro setting little bulb on his slim shoulders as he did so. Lil bulb would make sure Boyd was safe, and not talked into anything dangerous.

"Hi I'm Boyd, a definitely real boy! Do you want to see the lab?"