They were hot on the trail.
As the Sunchaser sped through the air, the family did their best to keep an eye on the Papyrus that was trapped in a gust of wind; seemingly determined to keep as much distance from the Ducks as possible.
They tracked down the Papyrus in a hidden temple surrounded by snakes, scorpions, and a dozen booby traps.
Once Donald attempted to retrieve the treasure that he, his sister and uncle spent decades trying to find from the cracked pedestal, he managed to allow it to literally slip through his fingers as he fell down the steep incline, letting go of the Papyrus, sending it out the window where the aforementioned gust of wind carried it through the air.
"Can't ye go any faster, lass?"
"Hey, if you wanted someone flying around like a maniac, you should've called Launchpad", retorted Della as she put the pedal to the metal.
Dewey ran to his mother's side. "Mom! If you get close enough I can go out on the wing and grab it."
"I don't think so, kid."
"Why not? I did it once, I can Dewey it again!"
Della's eyes widened. "Wait, what?!", she exclaimed as she glared at Scrooge who chuckled, scratching the back of his neck.
Huey, Louie, Webby, and Donald joined the others at the front of the plane.
"At this rate, we should be arriving in Duckburg sooner than we thought", said Huey. "How can you two be on your phones right now?", he asked Louie and Webby.
"I'm texting Granny. She said she'll meet us as soon as we get to the mansion. She's still not sure how F.O.W.L. was tipped off. I mean we just found the Papyrus. They could be waiting to ambush us", said Webby, sending the text and putting her phone away.
"I can't wait to wish for infinite gold!", said Louie, completely mesmerized by his phone, ignoring Webby's concerns and Huey's rant yet again about how having infinite gold would devalue to price of all gold.
"It's not a magic lamp. Besides, if you wanted it to make you richer than Uncle Scrooge, it would likely kill us all", said Webby, imagining solid gold coins descending from the sky. "You have to be careful what you write on it", she informed him, remembering the story of Yellowbeak.
"Details, details", said Louie nonchalantly.
"There!", yelled Donald, pointing out the window.
Duckburg came into view.
As Della flew the plane above the bay, over several buildings, McDuck Manor, and closer to the Bin, it occurred to her just how complicated this was going to be. "Anyone got a plan?", she asked. If they didn't get the Papyrus before she landed, it would end up anywhere in Duckburg.
Before anyone could speak up, both engines simultaneously exploded causing everyone to nearly fall over.
"What the blazes?!"
"I don't know what happened!", yelled Della. "Donald!"
Donald nodded, immediately grabbing the kids, settling them on the seats, securing the seatbelts around them before doing the same to himself.
"Brace for impact!", yelled Della as another explosion made the plane shudder and began spiraling to the ground below.
The crash was a small one. Della managed to maneuver the plane directly in front of the Bin onto the marble stairs.
"Is everyone alright?", asked Scrooge.
"Define 'alright'", mumbled Louie.
They steadied themselves and reached the exit. Donald pushed the door open which immediately fell off the hinges and landed on the stairs. He jumped out first, each of the kids followed suit, jumping down into his arms while he then helped Della and Scrooge.
The kids kept their eyes peeled searching everywhere they could.
"There it is!", exclaimed Webby.
They all looked up to where she was pointing. The Papyrus pinned on the very top of the Bin.
"Aww phooey", muttered Donald.
"This isn't so bad", said Della.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that", said a familiar voice. Everyone turned around to see Bradford, Heron, Steelbeak, Gandra, Phantom Blot, Rockerduck and a few Eggheads ready to brawl.
"You traitorous scoundrels!", yelled Scrooge. "Ye nearly killed us!" He took notice of Heron's sneer as she held her right arm up in a threatening manner. She had been the one responsible for the explosions.
Heron chuckled. "You did what you asked of the Papyrus, McDuck. Your heirs found it's final resting place. There's no longer any reason why we shouldn't kill you and take it for ourselves."
"I could think of a couple reasons, actually", said Huey, eyes fixated on Heron's robot arm.
"We're much more equipped than you, Scrooge. There's no need to harm you or your family. I suggest you stand aside", said Bradford. Heron blasted a warning shot, Steelbeak snapped his beak, Gandra raised her hands allowing multiple volts of electricity to emerge, Phantom Blot powered up the gauntlet, Rockerduck seethed realizing he didn't have a weapon and raised his fists just as the Eggheads had done.
Scrooge and the others stood their ground, prepared to fight as much as they had to.
Suddenly, bright flashes of light filled the sky and sounds of engines revving as someone or something could be heard within the city of Duckburg itself headed in the direction of the Bin. A few onlookers took notice and began to flee from the scene.
"What's that?", asked Steelbeak.
Louie crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow and looked as smug as he never had before. "Oh, I called for backup."
