Sedqaduck the Unlucky
Scrooge McDuck sat at a desk in his mansion's library, several books piled beside him. He was looking intently through a magnifying glass at a battered, yellowed map.
"I do trust everything is going alright, sir," said Duckworth, his aging butler, bringing in a tray of tea things for the old tycoon.
"Aye," said Scrooge, "It's a very simple puzzle - it's a translation done in Napoleon's time. I know where the treasure is - but finding it is not what worries me . . . . Scrooge trailed off, deep in thought. "That will be all Duckworth," he added.
"Very good sir" said the butler, taking his leave.
"Before you go," ordered Scrooge, resolve in his eyes. "Send in the boys."
A few minutes later
"Huey, Dewey, Louie," said Scrooge, to the three ducklings - dressed in red, blue, and green, respectively. "How would you like to come with me treasure hunting?"
"Yeah" said Huey.
"We'd be . . ." added Dewey.
"happy too," finished Louie.
"Good," said Scrooge. "What do you know about Sedqaduck the Unlucky?"
Dewey pulled out a small red book.
"The Junior Woodchuck Guidebook says "Sedqaduck, the Unlucky, was the 13th pharaoh of the 13th dynasty, named the Unlucky because no matter what he tried to do he couldn't prevent the collapse of the Middle Kingdom," Dewey read. "When he died he had the Middle Kingdom's greatest treasures buried with him in a mysterious tomb hidden inside a mountain. Since then the secret location has only been uncovered a few times in history - most recently by a Lieutenant in Napoleon's Army who had translated medieval Arab documents detailing a disastrous expedition to the lost tomb."
"Great," said Huey. "Mummies, a lost pyramid, treasure . . . ."
"Not to mention we have a chance to get our Archeology merit badges," put in Louie.
"Aye," said Scrooge, still glaring at the writing on the yellowed map. "But hold your kilts, laddies. Remember our adventure in Garbabble?"
"What about it?" asked Huey.
"You think we'll run into another live - er, dead mummy," asked Louie.
"We can always bring plenty of matches," suggested Dewey.
"That isn't what has me knickers in a knot," said Scrooge sternly. "I hate calling in outside help on a project. But I think given what I've learned over the years that we'd be best bringing along your uncle to lend a hand.
"Great," said his nephews in unison. "A visit from Uncle Donald.
"Not Donald," said Scrooge bitingly. "Gladstone - I"m going to try and get your Uncle Gladstone to come with us."
"Gladstone?" said the nephews, surprised.