So, I've kind of been in a creative slump for my other story, An Unlikely Duo. I've read that the best way to get over a slump is to try to clear your plate with a new project for a while. So, I decided to write a series of extra things to happen in each episode. These events can happen before, during, or after each episode.
Webby was crawling through the vents in McDuck manor, as she usually did in her free time. She passed over one of the grates when she'd heard voices outside of it. Looking through, she saw her grandmother following Scrooge McDuck, who had pushed three kids around her age into one of the many unused rooms around the manor. She couldn't quite hear what they were saying but she saw her grandmother lock the door, effectively trapping the three inside, before walking away. As soon as she was gone, Webby jumped out of the vents, running over to the door to listen in.
"So, we're totally ditching this room, right?" she heard from inside.
"Good luck with that." Webby thought. "There's no way Granny would lock you in a room that you can get out of."
"Yep, and I know just how to do it." Another voice declared, making Webby grin at their foolishness. She was going to walk away, right up until she heard a bang on the door, the impact shaking the knob.
"Maybe, just in case, I should stand guard." She ran to her room nearby to grab a whip.
Glomgold ordered some of his men to use staple removers in order to remove staples from the wall to free Donald Duck. Donald couldn't help but wonder out loud why Glomgold would hire him. When he'd come to interview him, he was found stapled against a wall by himself. And all of it was on camera. He voiced his question to one of the men who were currently helping him down.
"He needed a sailor, and your credentials speak for you." he declared, pulling out a file marked "Confidential". "You served in all four military branches, retired from the Army with the rank of Buck Sergeant because you refused to be promoted higher because and I quote, 'I'm not going to sit in a room with you palookas ordering other people to risk their lives.' I've also read some of the less… believable stuff in your file. For example, I don't believe your old enough to have been a spy in World War II." Donald laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head with his now free hand."
"It's a long story involving time travel." Donald explained vaguely.
"It's all in here. The boss had to pull some serious strings to get the full file." The man said, pulling the final staple off the wall, allowing Donald to fall to the floor, hitting his head on the hard tile as it happened. "Frankly, I feel like some of this stuff might be a bit embellished.
"Possibly. It doesn't matter. I wanted the job as an accountant, but my bank account isn't really picky at the moment." The other employee chuckled, handing the file and the sailor suit to Donald.
"Okay, well, the boss said the path to Atlantis is only going to be open for a few days, so your first expedition starts in two hours. Get your affairs in order, get dressed, and meet with the team at the docks by then." The man left promptly, the more quiet employee following along with him. Donald sighed, pulling out his phone and making a call to his uncle.
"Hello?" Scrooge answered.
"Hi, Uncle Scrooge. There's been a change of plans. My job's going to take me away from Duckburg for a little while. I need you to watch the boys for a couple more days. Is that okay?"
"Of course it is, the boys are tons of fun and they're getting along well with Webbigail." Scrooge answered.
"Who?"
"Mrs. Beakley's granddaughter," Scrooge clarified.
"I didn't know she even had kids."
"Don't ask about it." Scrooge warned wistfully.
"I'll call you later and give you necessary details.
First one was a little light. I might add more to each chapter as I think of them or if someone suggests something and it sparks creativity. Anyway, I would like others to suggest ideas for this and for An Unlikely Duo. I did get something in my head for that, although I'm not sure how much I want to use it. I'll decide later.