Ten Years... Its been a decade since Donald last saw his uncle. And here he was with his boys living in the mansion like a happy family at least for the boys. Donald thought maybe things would change, maybe his adventures with Scrooge wouldn't be like they used to be. Maybe his uncle wouldn't treat him like a thing that he can use. Maybe was what Donald thought, ever since that vist to Gladstone he knew better than to think like that, he saw how Scrooge was willing to gamble with Donald's life without Donald's permission. Sure it a trick that Scrooge thought of but he shouldn't have done it. That proved that things were the same, it seemed that Scrooge didn't care about Donald. "He doesn't care" was what Donald thought, his heart broke at that. All that he was to Scrooge was a pawn to be used then thrown away. He knew that he always favored Della than him he always showed it to her with gifts,attention and love. He thought Maybe one day Scrooge would treat him like that, maybe he'll be treated like part of a team not a thing. Maybe one day Scrooge will be proud of him or even Maybe love him. "Maybe" was all that Donald thought.