Some hours after the news report, and a few before the ceremony, Louie whistles and goes to his and his brothers' room, whistling to himself. Given the others have no idea, and aren't nearby, he should be able to leave, steal them with his partner, and get back before anyone notices. Having finished getting dressed, wearing his green suit, he looks in the mirror to straighten up, but hears a muffled noise coming from the closet. When he opens the door, his eyes go wide in shock at what he sees. "W-webby?!"
Sitting on the floor of the closet, is Webby, tied up tight and gagged, struggling. "Lhhwhh! Hllp!" The pink duckling pleads with the green triplet as Louie kneels down to help her.
"Webby! What happened?!" He asks as he removes her gag, genuinely concerned.
"Louie! Quick! Get Uncle Scrooge and the others! Goldie O'Gilt is trying to rob us again!" Webby says panicked as she also tries to warn him.
Louie, hearing this, realizes what happened, and can only come to one conclusion. "Oh boy~"
About ten minutes ago...
"Louie? Where are you? I have to show you this! I think I figured out how Glomgold beat us to the treasure!" As Webby enters the boys room, not seeing him. She shrugs and decides to wait, looking over her notes and theories, humming to herself. Unknown to her, she is not alone.
Peering into the room from the window is Goldie herself. Having seen the report, and gotten the call from Louie, couldn't resist stealing from Glomgold. Not to mention, spending time with her favorite 'nephew'. Both because it upset Scrooge, and because she liked him. It went against her rules to get attached, but, there was just something about the kid she liked. So, of course, she agreed.
"Darn, it's Beakley's grandkid..." Goldie mutters to herself. "Hmm, need to get in there to meet up with Sharpie, but if she's around, she'll rat us out to Scrooge. Hmm..." Goldie smirks as she gets an idea. Last time wasn't so hard, so why would this time be? Especially if Webby was alone this time.
Seeing Webby distracted, Goldie carefully climbs into the window, and sneaks up behind Webby. Right as she gets right behind the pink duckling, Webby looks up, seeing Goldie's reflection in the mirror.
"Goldie O'Gil-mph!" Webby gasps too late as the blonde duck grabs her, hand over Webby's beak. Webby of course resisted and struggled, calling for help, but Goldie had over a century of experience in stealing.
"Easy kid, just calm down!" As Goldie holds the squirming Webby, gets out a cloth and small bottle she brought with her as precaution. She removes the cork, damps the cloth with the liquid, and quickly clamps it over Webby's beak. "Shhh, just relax kid, I'm not gonna hurt ya..." She clamped the cloth over the duckling's beak, and just had to wait a short bit.
"{Help! Uncle Scrooge! Granny!}" Webby calls for help as she breathes in the chemical. She tries to hold her breath but her movements get weaker and weaker, as her struggles slow. Soon, she stops and passes out, as Goldie grins.
"There, our like a light. Now..." As Goldie gets some rope from her back and starts to tie up Webby. She tied the duckling's wrists behind her back, then rope around her arms and body. Then, she tied Webby's legs at the ankles and knees. She made the ropes tight, but also made sure not to hurt Webby. After all, she was family to Scrooge. Finally, she ties a cloth over Webby's beak to keep her quiet, and carefully picks her up, looking for a place to stash her. She decides the closet, sitting Webby on the floor, cleaning up anything that might show something had happened.
"Mmmggh... Mmh? Mmph!" As Webby awakes, and realizes her situation, starts to struggle and call for help, to no avail. She then sees Goldie standing over her. "Mmph!"
"Sorry kid, but can't have you warning Scrooge. No worries, someone will find you sooner or later." Goldie grins as she closes the closet and checks the time. Louie should be here any moment, she just had to wait.
Back in the present
"Heya squirt, long time no see." A familiar female voice says from behind.
"Wah!" Louie jumps, turns around startled, seeing Goldie O'Gilt leaning against the wall the bedroom door was on. "G-Goldie! W-what're you doing here?!" He asks panicked, trying not to reveal the secret of his plan in front of Webby.
The older duck grins, looking at Louie, dressed in a golden dress, hair done up fancy. "Oh, you know, taking an evening stroll, breaking and entering, planning to steal super-valuable items right from under Glomgold's nose? You know, the usual."
Louie kept his composure as best as he could, but Goldie being seen by, and tying up Webby, was NOT part of the plan, and definitely complicates things, especially if the others find out, which could mean big trouble for him.
Goldie rolls her eyes and puts a hand on Louie's shoulder. "Oh come on Sharpie, just relax. After all, we don't have all night, right?" She asks.
Louie sighs, will have to wing this one part. "Yes, Aunt Goldie." As he turns back to Webby. "Sorry about this Webs, but can't have you telling anyone..."
"Wait, tell them what?! What's going on?! Why did you call her Aunt Goldie?! What is she talking abo-Mmpph!" She asks rapidly, only to be cut off by Louie reluctantly tying the cloth back over her beak, before closing the door.
"Well, that might ruin things..." Louie says nervously as he takes a deep breath and exits the window Goldie entered through, leaving poor Webby to be found later. Hopefully she won't be mad and try to kill him later.