"Launchpad, Lad, have you got everything?" Scrooge asked.

"Yeah, I think so, Mr McDee." Launchpad nodded.

"Good. Get into the car and wait for me and the boys." Scrooge said.

"I'm coming too, right, Uncle Scrooge?" Abby asked.

"Of course, Abby." Scrooge said. "You can come along."

"Where-um-where exactly are we going, Uncle Scrooge?" Abby asked.

"It's Huey, Louie and Dewey's birthday on the seventeenth." Scrooge began. "They will be turning twelve. So before they get all ruined by puberty, I'm taking them to Disneyland."

"Oh wow, that's so... Out of character." Abby frowned slightly. "What are you really going for, Uncle Scrooge? Is the treasure in the Pirates of the Caribbean ride real or something?"

"No." Scrooge shook his head. "But there's something that I have to get from Snow White, if you know what I mean."

Abby thought deeply. "Do you want her tiara, Uncle Scrooge?"

"Not necessarily Snow White, Abby, but... Let's just say I need to collect something from Disneyland."

"Is it money?" Abby asked. "It's money, isn't it? Do you own Disneyland?"

"No, I don't own Disneyland." Scrooge said. "Disney own Disneyland."

"And you don't work for Disney."

"I work for McDuff Enterprises." Scrooge paused. "I own McDuff Enterprises!"

"Oh!" Abby bounced on her toes. "You want to do a deal with Disney to like..."

"Abby."

"Yes, Uncle Scrooge?"

"Be quiet."

Abby simply nodded.

"Mr McDee!" Launchpad called out. "Come on!"

"In a minute, Launchpad!" Scrooge called back.

"The boys are here!" Launchpad shouted.

"Come on, Uncle Scrooge!" Dewey shouted.

"Yeah! We wanna get there today!" Louie shouted.

"It's a long ride from Calisota to Anaheim!" Huey shouted.

"Yes, yes, we're coming!" Scrooge called out. "Keep your pants on!"

Mrs Beasley approached Abby as she and Scrooge were walking to the car and pulled her aside.

"Here, Abby. I packed everything you need for a two day vacation." She said, holding up a backpack.

"Thanks, Granny." Abby took the bag and held around her grandmother. She pulled away after a few seconds. "Does it have my Junior Woodchuck Guidebook? My flashlight? Tweezers? My knife? A medical kit? My big girl stuff? More clothes? Quacky?"

Mrs Beasley chuckled. "Yes, Abby. It has all you need. But not the knife. You don't need a knife."

Abby hummed sceptically. "Yeah. I won't need it."

"Have fun, Abby." Mrs Beasley said. "And be safe. You know how Launchpad drives." She added quietly.

"Oh yeah." Abby pulled a face. "I'll... Try. Bye, Granny!"

Abby hugged her grandmother once again. As Launchpad honked the horn of Scrooge's car, Abby let go of Mrs Beasley and ran to the car, Louie and Huey helping her in and Dewey taking her backpack.

Once all four children were buckled in their seats, Launchpad backed the car up the driveway.

Mrs Beasley waved to the family as Duckworth left the mansion to see the family off. Abby rolled the car window down. "By Granny! Bye Duckworth!" She shouted excitedly.

Launchpad drove off, rather erratically and hastily.

"Disneyland, here we come!" Abby squealed.

"It isn't going to go well, is it, Duckworth?" Mrs Beasley asked with a sigh.

"No." Duckworth answered simply. "I daresay it will not, Mrs Beasley."

"Launchpad's going to crash the car, isn't he?"

"Yes. Mr McQuick will probably end up crashing Mr McDuff's prized vehicle." Duckworth agreed. "As usual."

Mrs Beasley nodded. "Uh huh. As usual."

At Disneyland, Launchpad parked the car in the parking lot, badly. He ended up hitting another car at the front.

"Oh. Dang." Launchpad muttered.

"Dang indeed." Scrooge said, disapprovingly. "You're going to have to wait at the car to exchange insurance details."

"And miss Disneyland?"

"Yes." Scrooge said sternly. "You're missing Disneyland!"

"But that's not fair, Uncle Scrooge!" Huey protested. "It's not Launchpad's fault he's stupid!"

"Launchpad isn't stupid." Scrooge said. "He's just a bad driver." He opened the passenger door and got out of the car to inspect the damage.

"Don't listen to him, kids." Launchpad said. "I am stupid." He opened the glove compartment and pulled out a notepad and a pen.

Abby opened the back door and jumped out. She dragged her backpack with her.

The triplets followed her out.

"Uncle Scrooge, how bad is it?" Louie asked.

"The other car is worse." Scrooge said. "I am not looking forward to paying that off."

"Poor Launchpad." Dewey muttered.

"He's stupid. He's a terrible driver and a worse pilot. But he's my boy." Scrooge said.

Launchpad got out of the car with a handwritten note. "How's this look, Mr McDee?"

Scrooge snatched the note from him and scanned it over. "It's fine. Now wait with the car."

"What if they come back at the end of the day?"

"What if they don't?"

"What if they're staying at the hotel? I've left my cell number-"

"But you never answer it."

"Mr McDee, please-"

"Launchpad. Take responsibility for your crashes." Scrooge shoved the note back into Launchpad's hand. "Come on kids. We're going to Disneyland."

The kids cheered and followed Scrooge through the parking lot.

"O-Okay..." Launchpad said meekly. "I guess I'll just wait here then." He sat down on the front of the car, causing the alarm to go off. He sighed.

"Don't say your Uncle Scrooge never gets you anything." Scrooge said smugly inside the park.

"But you didn't even pay." Dewey said.

"You don't have to pay when it's business, Dewey."

"What business?" Dewey asked.

"Important business." Scrooge replied.

"So what are we doing today?" Huey asked. "Because I vote for the Tea Cups."

"Eww. No." Louie shook his head. "Remember how Dewey barfed the last time?"

"Ugh, yeah." Huey groaned. "Peter Pan then?"

Abby opened her guidemap. "Maybe we should go to Adventureland first. To do the Jungle Cruise."

"Alright." Scrooge agreed. "You go to Adventureland. I've got business to do-"

"Uncle Scrooge..." Louie folded his arms. "You know Huey, Dewey and I are only eleven, right? And Abby-Abby's ten."

"Yes."

"Well park rules state that you can't let any kid under fourteen walk around without an adult or someone over fourteen." Dewey said.

"Oh yeah." Scrooge chuckled nervously. "That's why I brought Launchpad."

"I thought you brought him because he was your illegitimate son or something." Louie shrugged.

"He's not my biological son!" Scrooge snapped. "I was his legal guardian."

"And now you care about him?" Huey pressed.

"Scrooge McDuff only cares about money." He said.

"Mmmm right." Abby muttered. "We all know that's not true."

"What was that, Abby?" Scrooge asked.

"I said hurry up, I want to go on the Jungle Cruise." Abby lied.

"That's what I thought you said." Scrooge sighed. "Fine. Jungle Cruise. Let's go."

"Wait, Uncle Scrooge, you don't think Launchpad will be bored?"

"Better he wait there than crash Davy Crockett's Explorer Canoes." Abby said. "Or capsize them."

"I don't think they're open today, Abby." Huey said.

"He'd find something else to crash though." Dewey said.

Everyone else mumbled in agreement.

"Right. Shall we just go and do the Jungle Cruise?" Scrooge asked impatiently.

"Yes!" Abby bounced on her toes. "Jungle Cruise!"

Scrooge and the kids walked into the hotel lobby that evening, all five in a good mood. Launchpad, who had been waiting for them, rose from his chair and approached them.

"Whoa, LP, what happened to your face?" Abby asked, her happy mood falling away and being replaced with concern.

"Oh this?" Launchpad grazed his fingertips over his swollen, purple cheek and black eye. "It's nothing, Abby. Don't worry."

Scrooge put his hand on Launchpad's shoulder. "Lad, what happened?"

"The uh... The owner of the car I hit punched me in the face." Launchpad said.

"Why?"

"Because I hit their car."

Scrooge shook his head. "That's unreasonable."

"I know." Launchpad said. He turned his attention to the kids. "So how was Disneyland?"

"Disneyland was great, Launchpad." Louie said. "We went on the Jungle Cruise and Splash Mountain-"

"We also went on the Winnie the Pooh ride at Abby's insistence." Dewey said. "She also insisted on Alice in Wonderland and the Snow White ride."

"Dewey insisted on the Indiana Jones ride and Pirates of the Caribbean." Abby said.

"Well, Louie wanted to go on the stupid little Finding Nemo Submarine ride!" Dewey said.

"And Huey insisted on meeting Princess Aurora!" Louie snapped.

"No fair! You wanted to do Star Tours and threw a hissy fit when we had to leave." Huey said.

"Kids! Please!" Scrooge pleaded. "Behave. People are looking."

"Yeah, I'll take you guys on whatever you want to do tomorrow. And Abby, it's the triplets' birthday tomorrow. So just... Go along." Launchpad said with a slight shrug.

"Yes, LP." Abby said. She scuffed her toes on the floor.

"Right. Shall we go to our room?" Scrooge asked.

Launchpad opened the door to the room and walked in.

Scrooge and the kids followed.

"Uh, Mr McDee... Will this room be big enough for all six of us?" Launchpad asked, looking at the two double beds.

"Yes, of course it will." Scrooge said. "Launchpad, you and I will be sharing a bed and Abby and the triplets will be in another."

Abby put her hand up. "Actually, Uncle Scrooge, I'd prefer to share a bed with you and Launchpad. Then the boys can have their own bed. And I don't think Dewey likes me all that much."

"Very well, Abby." Scrooge agreed. "Three to a bed. Seems fair."

"Why do Huey, Louie and I have to share a bed?" Dewey complained. "We already had to share an overbooked, over cramped womb-"

"That was twelve years ago, Lad. You three are sharing that bed." Scrooge said. "I'm not paying for another room."

"Because you're too cheap to." Dewey mumbled.

"Mind your manners, Dewey." Scrooge said coolly. "I didn't have to bring any of you along today. I could have just left you at the mansion. Be thankful for what you have because there's no way I-or even your Uncle Donald-could afford to go to Disneyland at your age."

A silence fell over the room.

"I appreciate it, Uncle Scrooge." Abby said in a small voice.

"Aye." Scrooge nodded and patted Abby's head. "I know you do, Abby darling."

"Even though you're like a hundred and Disneyland wasn't a thing then." Abby said.

"Watch it." Scrooge snapped.

"I appreciate it too, Mr McDee." Launchpad said. "I mean... I know you've taken me before, but-"

"What?!" Cries came from all three triplets.

"But," Launchpad said over them, "I still appreciate that, well, you didn't have to take me, and you did. So yeah."

"Remember, Launchpad, I had business back then." Scrooge said. "Just as I do now. No more crashing. You have to look after the kids so I can actually get to do my business."

"Yes, Mr McDee."

"Good. All of you, get ready for bed."

Dewey put his hand halfway up, but pulled it down again quickly. "Um... Uncle Scrooge?"

"Yes, Dewey?"

"How do we do that when there's only here and a bathroom and there's six of us?"

"Uh-well-that's what sharing is for, Dewey." Scrooge said.

"But you never share, Mr McDee." Launchpad said.

"Shut up, Launchpad." Scrooge said calmly.

That night, everyone else had gone to sleep, but Abby was left awake. Mainly because the two men in bed with her were snorers. Abby lay curled up in herself at the foot of the bed, trying to ignore the snoring, but failing miserably. Even the triplets were asleep.

Abby slipped out of bed and crept to the bathroom, putting the light on there. She was so bored, she was willing to sit on the toilet and play Snake on Scrooge's phone until she felt sleepy. After all, Scrooge hadn't got a new phone in years-probably even before she was born.

Rather than playing Snake however, Abby decided to sneak out of the hotel room to see if anything interesting was happening in the lobby. And so she did. She put the light out in the bathroom, and crept out. She was careful to open the hotel door slowly and quietly, letting it close behind her softly.

Just as she began to walk down the hall, she patted her pocket for the key and... Her eyes opened wide in panic and her heart pounded in her chest. There was no key to be found.

The next morning, the triplets were jumping all over Scrooge and Launchpad, screaming about their birthday.

"Uncle Scrooge! Uncle Scrooge!"

"What did you get us for our birthday, Uncle Scrooge?"

"Did you know it's our birthday, Uncle Scrooge?"

"Birthday! Birthday!"

"Is Uncle Donald coming?"

"Did he get leave from the Navy?"

"Is that what our birthday surprise is?"

"Uncle Scrooge, do you know where our mother is?"

"Did you tell her she's a bad mom?"

"Could we? That would be an awesome present!"

"Shut up!" Scrooge bellowed. "Where's Abby?"

"She must be in the bathroom, Mr McDee." Launchpad said groggily. "I'll go check now." He yawned and then hauled himself out of bed, dragging himself over to the bathroom. He put his hand on the door handle and pushed it open. "See? She's right-"

"She's not there, Launchpad." Scrooge said.

"Do you think Launchpad is magic?" Huey asked.

"Oh." Launchpad muttered. "Uh... I don't know where she is."

"Could she have been abducted by aliens?" Louie asked.

"You say that like it's a bad thing." Dewey said.

"Dewey, don't talk like that. Louie, aliens don't exist." Scrooge said sternly.

"That we know of." Louie said quietly.

"And Huey, Launchpad isn't magic." Scrooge got out of bed. "Abby's missing. I'll call front desk. Launchpad, you go and look for her."

"Where?"

"It's a big hotel." Scrooge said. "So everywhere."

"Everywhere?" Launchpad groaned. "But, Mr McDee-"

"Everywhere." Scrooge stressed.

"Alright, alright, I'm going, I'm going." Launchpad picked up his bomber jacket that was draped over the chair. He put it on and slipped on his boots before walking out the door.

"Launchpad, wait!" Scrooge cried out.

Launchpad poked his head back in hopefully. "Yes, Mr McDee?"

"Take Huey with you."

"What?!" Huey shook his head. "No, Uncle Scrooge, it's my birthday!"

"And I have to get business sorted today." Scrooge said.

"What business is it exactly, Uncle Scrooge?"

"Well, Louie, it's a major deal between McDuff Enterprises robotics division-"

"So Gyro Gearloose." Dewey muttered.

"And Disney Imagineering." Scrooge explained. "Gyro's made some breakthroughs in robotics, so I'm selling off the patents to Disney Imagineering."

"Not Little Helper, right?" Huey asked.

"No. Gyro hasn't even patented that thing." Scrooge said. "Now go on, Huey. Go and help Launchpad find Abby."

"I'm going, Uncle Scrooge." Huey sighed.

Abby was downstairs in the breakfast area, heaping sugar onto her cornflakes. By that point, they were mostly sugar than cornflakes.

"Hey, little girl." One of the hotel staff greeted. "Where's your mommy and daddy?"

"They died." Abby said casually, dumping another spoon of sugar onto the cereal.

"Oh." The staffer was taken aback as she had not been expecting that answer. "Who-um is looking after you?"

"My Granny." Abby said.

"And where is she?"

"Duckburg."

"I see." The staffer said. "Well, my name is Amy. Would you like to come with me while I call the cops?"

Abby stopped what she was doing and turned to Amy the staffer. "Why would you do that?"

"I just thought-"

"That I'd been kidnapped or something?" Abby asked. "Well, no. I'm here with my Uncle Scrooge, my friends Huey, Louie and Dewey and my brother Launchpad. We're not related. But he's my brother."

"Why are you alone?"

"I wanted to go to the bathroom and got locked out of my hotel room." Abby lied.

"How did that happen?"

Abby raised an eyebrow. "Lady, haven't you ever opened the wrong door in the middle of the night?"

"We-uh-well, I-I-I su-suppose I-I have." Amy spluttered.

"We can't all be Stephen Hawking." Abby said sarcastically.

"Abby!"

Abby turned to the voice and saw Launchpad-it was hard to miss him, he was so tall-on the other side of the dining area with Huey.

"Launchpad! Huey!" Abby shouted happily. She abandoned her bowl of cereal and ran over to them. She threw her arms around Launchpad, who hugged her back.

"Abby, we all were so worried." Launchpad said. "What happened? Where did you go?"

"I opened the wrong door and got locked out." Abby lied. "I opened the hotel room door when I meant to open the bathroom door."

"Hey, it's an easy mistake to make."

"Says the guy who's got the attention span of a goldfish." Huey muttered.

"Right. Let's go back to the room." Launchpad said. "Get dressed. We kind of stick out here like this."

Launchpad had a point. The three of them were in their pyjamas.

"Uncle Scrooge, Louie and Dewey are up in the room." Huey said. "And if I know Dewey, he's probably ranting about how because he's the youngest triplet, he has the worst name."

"What is it?" Launchpad asked.

"Deuteronomy." Huey said.

"Yikes. That is bad." Launchpad said.

"Hey, Launchpad, when's your birthday?" Huey asked.

"September twenty-third." Launchpad replied. "And I'll be twenty-five next."

"Oh wow. You're really old then." Huey commented.

"I'm not that old-"

"We're twelve. You're twenty-four. You're double our age." Huey shrugged. "You're old."

Launchpad opened the door to the hotel room and Abby was first inside.

"Abby, darlin', are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Uncle Scrooge." Abby said. "Better than Launchpad's eye"

Launchpad winced slightly and brought his fingers up to his face. Yep. Still swollen and painful. But at least he could see out of his eye today, so he hadn't noticed it was still injured.

"Alright. Well... You're going to stick with Launchpad for today since he's the closest thing I've brought here to a responsible adult." Scrooge said.

"Responsible adult." Launchpad sniffled. "Aw, Mr McDee, you're gonna make me cry."

Scrooge rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Get dressed. We're going in half an hour. I have to make my meeting."

Back inside the park, the triplets and Abby were there with Launchpad, rather than Scrooge.

"I wish Uncle Scrooge hadn't just abandoned us here with Launchpad." Huey said.

"I just wonder what he's doing with Gyro's inventions." Louie said.

"Gyro's got to be getting the money, right?" Dewey asked.

"I don't know." Huey said. "I don't think he is. I mean, Uncle Scrooge is pretty cheap."

"Pretty?" Louie and Dewey chorused.

"More like 'very'." Dewey said.

"You wanna get out of here?" Huey asked. "See what Uncle Scrooge is doing?"

"Yep." Dewey said.

"And leave Launchpad and Abby?" Louie asked.

The triplets hung behind Abby and Launchpad and hid inside a nearby shop.

"Let's go." Dewey said.

Huey and Louie nodded and the triplets ran in the opposite direction to Abby and Launchpad.

"What do you think, little buddies?" Launchpad asked. He turned around and the triplets were not behind him. He looked around. They weren't in any direction. "Ah crap."

"So where do you think Uncle Scrooge is?" Louie asked.

"Uh... he said something about Snow White." Dewey said.

"So where's Snow White?" Huey asked.

Dewey took a park map from his jeans pocket and unfolded it. "Alright. We're in Adventureland. Snow White is in Fantasyland. The best way to get there is through Frontierland and past the Shooting Exposition."

"Then let's go!" Louie exclaimed.

"So, with this new technology, you'd be able to-"

Scrooge's boardroom meeting was interrupted by his ringing cell phone. He took his phone from his coat pocket and turned it off.

"I'm sorry about that. Now where were we?"

Scrooge's phone began ringing again and Scrooge chuckled nervously. He looked to see who was calling him-Launchpad.

"I'm sorry. I have to get this. I left my pilot in charge of my nephews. And my pilot's an idiot." Scrooge stood up and walked out of the room to answer the phone.

He sighed. "What do you want, Launchpad?" He asked.

"Uh... It's about the triplets." Launchpad said. "How old are they?"

"Twelve today." Scrooge answered.

"Which one wears which colour?"

"Huey wears red. Louie wears green. And Dewey wears blue."

"And what about-"

"Launchpad is this going anywhere?" Scrooge asked irritatedly. 'Because I'm in the middle of a boardroom meeting here."

"Yeah. The uh..."

"Let me tell him."

"Abby?" Scrooge asked in surprise. He hadn't expected Abby to some to the phone.

"The triplets are missing." She said.

"What?!" Scrooge shouted.

"Sorry, Mr McDee." Launchpad said sheepishly.

"I knew I couldn't trust you!" Scrooge shouted. "I knew it! I-"

"Mr McDuff?" One of the business men poked his head out of the room. "Are you okay?"

Scrooge hung up the phone. "I'm afraid I have to go now." He said.

"Then you will not sell your technology to us." The businessman said.

"My nephews are missing. Family comes first." Scrooge said. He walked away.

In the park, Launchpad was sitting on a bench with Abby sitting next to him, kicking her legs.

Launchpad jumped to his feet as soon as he saw Scrooge. "Mr McDee!"

"Launchpad. Where are my boys?"

"Missing, Mr McDee."

"How did you lose them?"

"They were behind me one second." Launchpad said. "Then they weren't."

"In other words, you let your ADHD get the better of you and you lost my boys." Scrooge growled. "I have to find them."

"I'll help too, Mr McDee-"

"You've done quite enough damage for today, Launchpad." Scrooge said.

Launchpad shrunk down in his bomber jacket and put his hands in the pockets.

"Aw, Uncle Scrooge, let LP help." Abby said, sliding down from the bench. "He found me earlier."

"He also lost you earlier."

"But Uncle Scrooge-"

"Abby. Come with me. I don't trust Launchpad alone with you." Scrooge said.

Abby dutifully plodded along to Scrooge's side. She looked back at Launchpad and noted how sad he looked. "Sorry, LP." She said.

Launchpad shrugged. "It's no problem, Abby." He sighed dejectedly.

"Come along now, Abby." Scrooge said.

Abby took one last look at Launchpad before following Scrooge down Main Street USA.

"We're here to see Snow White." Louie said.

"You look a little young to be walking around Disneyland by yourselves." The cast member noted.

"Uh..." Louie, Huey and Dewey shared a glance and took off running back towards Frontierland.

"That was close." Dewey said.

"Yeah, but how are we going to get to Snow White now?" Huey asked.

"We gotta sneak past the guard somehow." Louie said.

"They're called cast members." Huey said.

"But they're guarding the princess." Louie reasoned. "So they're guards."

"Maybe there's something in the Junior Woodchuck Guidebook." Dewey suggested.

"Good idea, Dewey." Louie said, taking his bag from his shoulder and opening it.

"Boys!" Launchpad shouted. "Everyone's looking for you!"

"Oh no! It's Launchpad!" The triplets exclaimed. They began to run away, but Launchpad was too fast for them.

Launchpad managed to catch Dewey and Huey by their backpacks, accidentally letting Louie keep running.

"Louie!" Launchpad shouted.

"You let him get away!" Dewey shouted.

"I've only got two hands!" Launchpad said.

"Now he's lost!" Huey said.

"You boys were already lost!"

"And now Louie's super lost!" Huey said. "Besides, we were doing fine on our own!"

"Yeah! We were going to see Snow White!" Dewey said.

"Snow White?" Launchpad let go of their backpacks.

"Yeah, Snow White." Huey frowned slightly.

"Why Snow White?" Launchpad asked.

"Abby said that Uncle Scrooge wanted to do business with Snow White." Huey said.

"About robotics or something." Dewey said. "We wanted to make sure Gyro got a fair deal for his... thingamabobs."

"Oh." Launchpad nodded. "Right. So where is Louie?"

"I don't know." Huey said. "Gone to Snow White or something."

"This is really going to suck." Launchpad sighed.

"What is?" Dewey asked.

"Finding Mr McDee and telling him I found you two, but lost Louie."

"Oh yeah." Huey agreed. "That is going to suck."

Louie looked back to see if Launchpad was pursuing him, but unexpectedly crashed to the floor.

"Watch where you're-Louie?"

Louie looked up to see his Uncle Scrooge looking down at him. He smiled sheepishly. "Uh... hi, Uncle Scrooge."

"Where are Huey and Dewey?" Scrooge asked.

"Kidnapped." Louie said.

"Kidnapped?!" Scrooge and Abby repeated.

At that exact moment, Scrooge's phone rang.

"Launchpad, whatever it is, I'm not interested-Huey and Dewey are-"

"With me." Launchpad said. "They're with me."

"Hi, Uncle Scrooge." Dewey said.

"Yeah, hi." Huey said.

"Louie said they'd been kidnapped." Scrooge glared at Louie, who averted eye contact with Scrooge.

"Little kids lie, don't they, Mr McDee."

"Yes." Scrooge agreed. "Don't I remember. So where are you?" He asked.

"Outside the Enchanted Tiki Room." Launchpad answered.

"Alright. Louie, Abby and I are by Pirates of the Caribbean. Don't move. We'll meet you there." Scrooge said firmly.

"Aye aye, Mr McDee."

Scrooge hung up and put his phone back in his pocket. "You are in a lot of trouble, Louie." He said as they began the walk to the Enchanted Tiki Room.

"Why? What did I do?" Louie asked.

"You ran away from Launchpad-twice. And then you lied about your brothers being kidnapped-don't you know the dangers of doing that, Lad?" Scrooge asked.

"Yeah, haven't you heard of The Boy Who Cried Wolf?" Abby asked.

"I have a lot of enemies, Louie." Scrooge explained. "Ones who wouldn't hesitate to kidnap you if they wanted to. Just ask Launchpad if you don't believe me. He's been kidnapped before."

"He has?" Louie asked.

"He has." Abby confirmed.

"Don't ever lie to me about being kidnapped again. Because if you are actually kidnapped, I might not believe you." Scrooge said.

"Okay, Uncle Scrooge. I won't." Louie said.

"You're still in trouble though." Scrooge said.

Louie looked down at his shoes as he walked in silence. The three of them walked in silence through Adventureland to Launchpad, Dewey and Huey.

"Hey, Mr McDee! I found the triplets!" Launchpad waved excitedly.

"You also cost me my business!" Scrooge fumed as he got closer.

"Gee, Mr McDee. I'm sorry." Launchpad said sheepishly.

"I'm glad you boys are alright. But you're all grounded as soon as we get home." Scrooge said, almost glaring at the triplets. "For two weeks. Without pocket money."

"Aw-not fair Uncle Scrooge!" Dewey exclaimed.

"Am I grounded too?" Launchpad asked. "Are you gonna dock my pay?"

"No. You're my employee."

"As your son, I mean."

"I don't give you an allowance any more, Launchpad. You get wages."

"Oh." Launchpad nodded. "Oh yeah."

"I'm going to go back to my meeting. See if the boardroom is still assembled. And boys-"

"Yes, Uncle Scrooge?" The triplets asked.

"If you run away from Launchpad again, I'm grounding you for longer and taking more money away from you. Am I clear?"

"Yes, Uncle Scrooge." The triplets chorused.

"Now. Enjoy Disneyland." Scrooge said.

Scrooge arrived back at the boardroom around an hour after he left. The members were still assembled, to his joy.

"I'm so sorry about that, I-"

"Mr McDuff. We had no idea that you embodied the way of the Walt Disney Company." One of the businessmen said.

"Okay." Scrooge nodded as a gesture for him to continue.

"You really believe in family. And so does the Walt Disney Company. Family is important to us, creating family entertainment and making things go the entire family. You really understand that. We thought, considering that you infamously rejected family that you would not be a good business partner." He explained.

"We realise now that what has been said about you is false. You have a family. And you put them before business." Another businessman said. "So it is for that reason that we agree you would be a good business partner."

"But the business day is over." The first businessman said.

"Oh no!" Scrooge exclaimed.

"We would be more than happy, however, to talk this deal over another time. In Duckburg, perhaps."

"We will be giving you a call." The second businessman said. "We look forward to working with McDuff Enterprises."

The businessman and Scrooge shook hands.

In Tomorrowland later on, Scrooge met up with Launchpad and the boys.

"How did your meeting go, Mr McDee?"

"Well, they said the business day was over." Scrooge said.

"That's too bad, Uncle Scrooge." Huey said.

"But they also said that they look forward to working with McDuff Enterprises."

"That's good, right, Uncle Scrooge?" Louie asked.

"Indeed it is, Louie." Scrooge confirmed. "We will be having a meeting in Duckburg to hash out the finer details. But McDuff Enterprises will be a partner to the Walt Disney Company."

"Congrats, Mr McDee!" Launchpad clapped Scrooge on the shoulder, nearly knocking him down. "Oops. Sorry."

"No matter, Launchpad." Scrooge said. "Come on. Let's celebrate the deal. And Louie, Huey and Dewey's birthday."

"Yeah!" Abby fist pumped the air. "Celebrating is awesome!"

A/N: Welcome to Season One!

This 'episode' is set in October, on the 16th and the 17th. The triplets' birthday is on the 17th because that's the date they first appeared some 70-odd years ago.

They live in Calisota because of the comics.

And their town is still called Duckburg because 'Humanburg' doesn't sound as catchy.

Launchpad using a mild swear.

Launchpad also has ADHD because that guy had little to no attention span. He's going to have a slightly different characterisation, just as everyone else. But it shouldn't be too different, I hope.

As for the enemies Scrooge mentioned that he has... well, it should be obvious who they are; primarily Magica De Spell and the Beagle Boys, but others will crop up too.

Yes, it will be serialised.