Everyone was on a trip to...they didn't really know. Scrooge was insisting on finding the Golden Temple Of Riches. They were well on their way with Launchpad flying the Sunchaser.
Louie was trying to not be bored as Huey ranted about many things going on. Dewey was staring at the window, ready to jump out for an adventure. Webby was right there next to him, gushing at the world around them.
Soon, they landed in a jungle of sorts. Well, more like crashed since Launchpad is their pilot after all.
Dewey and Webby were practically bouncing out of the plane with excitement. Louie was a bit impatient as of course, he wanted the riches that the temple promised.
Scrooge was there, cutting away at some branches as they continued on the path.
"Now, you best be very careful around 'ere. This isn't like any other adventure you've been on. Not only is the temple dangerous, but also this entire jungle. Many creatures here would tear you to bits!"
Donald nodded, for once agreeing with his uncle. "This is very dangerous, boys. You need to make sure to stay together. Always have at least one other person with you!"
Dewey and Webby immediately glanced at each other with large grins.
Huey nodded. "Right, I guess this means that Louie and I are going to be-Louie?"
The duck in green had mysteriously disappeared while they were talking. This sparked worry among the others.
"Uh, Louie? Louie!" Huey looked around. "Did any of us see where Louie went?!"
Dewey shook his head. "He can't be that far away! Maybe he saw the golden temple?"
Webby shrugged nervously. "Um, how long has he been gone?"
Donald was panicking. "Louie! LOUIE! Where are you?!"
He glared at Scrooge. "I told you this was too dangerous for the boys!"
The older duck chuckled sheepishly. "I'm sure he's somewhere around here. Maybe he stayed behind with Launchpad."
Dewey interjected. "No way! Louie wouldn't pass the opportunity to get his hands on gold."
Donald glared at Scrooge. "I'm not letting you lose someone again, Scrooge!"
"Now, now, I'm not going to lose him, alright? We just need to look for him somewhere."
Huey was flipping through the pages of his Junior Woodchuck Guide, hoping for some answers. He was the eldest of the three. He should've kept a better eye on his younger brother!
"No, no, he's fine, right? Right?!"
Everyone was scrambling around calling out for Louie. Scrooge shouted for everyone to calm down.
"Donald, go back to the plane with Huey. Dewey and Webbigail, you're coming with me. If he's gone ahead, then we might find him."
Donald, still glaring at Scrooge, stomped up to him. "How do I know you're going to keep these two safe?"
"Trust me! Webby is a good fighter and Dewey...he has his ways. I'll save them if needed."
Dewey looked at Scrooge in disbelief. He has his ways?
Huey nodded. "It's ok, Uncle Donald. They can take care of themselves. If we waste anymore time, Louie could get eaten by something."
Donald huffed. "Fine,"