DuckTales belongs to Disney.
"You said that nobody would get hurt!" I shouted as I helped Dewey up.
"I'm sorry Louie. I thought Doofus got rid of all the traps." Isa apologized.
"Wait, this belongs to Doofus? As in the boy who kidnapped me and he's on the run?" I asked angrily. Isa nodded and I knew that if we went any farther then my family's going to get hurt even more or they'll die.
"You know what Isa? You can find the treasure by yourself. I'm not letting my big brothers and uncles get killed by a child who's seven years older than me." I said and carried my second to oldest brother back to the hallway back to my family. When we got there, uncle Donald pulled me and Dewey into a tight hug. I returned the hug and rested my head on the shoulder.
"Where's Isa?" Huey asked while limping towards me.
"I don't know Hue." I lied. Huey frowned and took Dewey from my arms. I pulled away from the hug and looked at Uncle Scrooge. Uncle Scrooge had a few bruises but no big injuries.
"Are ye ok lad?" Uncle Scrooge asked.
"I'm just tired," I replied. Uncle Scrooge picked me up and placed me on his back. We walked into the plane and Uncle Scrooge placed me down. I looked at uncle Donald and smiled when I saw Dewey opening. We're going to be fine. Nobody's gonna die or go into a coma. We're going to be fine.