Chapter Seven: Businesses and Substitutes...

Louie groaned loudly as he flopped down onto the couch, forcing Webby and Huey to scoot apart, snagging their homework up off of the cushion that was between them hurriedly.

"Louie! What do you think you're doing!?" Huey snapped as he shuffled the papers in his hand, glaring at his green clad brother.

"Uncle Scrooge says he won't invest in my business unless I come up with an idea! Like in an actual idea…. Find a problem then present a solution. What do I do?!" Louie moaned, as if he felt like the world was ending.

"Have you, you know, scried for a solution?" Webby dumped her homework into her backpack, not too concerned about whether or not it was a mess in there.

Louie scowled as he glared at them. "Why do you think I'm here? All I could see was you two and Storkules. Obviously he isn't here so that leaves you two."

Huey sighed as he tilted his head to the side. "Perhaps we should go somewhere else to discuss this. Living room is a perfect place for someone to walk in on us."

Louie nodded slowly, his brow furrowing. "Good point. We were at Funso's Funzone when I was scrying for an idea."

"Fun! Let's go! Granny! Huey, Louie, and I are going to Funso's Funzone!" Webby bellowed as she launched off of the couch, sprinting to the front door.

"Webby! Wait for us!" Louie cried out after her, giving chase.

…..

Louie fiddled with his straw, watching as Webby dove head first into the ball pit. "Agh! Nothing is happening! Maybe I was misreading what I was seeing." Louie grumbled to himself, slouching down in his seat.

Huey opened his mouth to respond...just as Storkules appeared through the doorway wrestling with a Harpy. Huey paused, eyeing the spectacle. "That doesn't happen everyday."

"That's it! Harpies- Be- Gone! That can be our company! And I know just the hero to hire to help out…" Louie snapped his fingers, a mischievous smile lighting up his face.

Webby wandered over to them, worry creasing her brow. "I don't need to scry ahead to see the outcome...to know that something bad is going to happen."

Huey nodded in agreement, worried that Louie doesn't know enough about running a business to succeed. Even if it is a pretty big problem and a definite solution...until they ran out of harpies to capture.

"Yo! Storkules! I've got a job position that needs filled and you're just the man that I need!" Louie hollered as he crossed the room to where Storkules was standing over the unconscious monster.

Webby and Huey hurried after him, figuring that they need to keep close to him until everything is said and done.

~Few Days Later, with Mitch~

Mitch lifted his hand up, palm flat as he faced the security guard standing in front of the CIty Hall Records Vault. "Somnum." The guard crumbled to the ground, passing out within minutes. Pulling his dark cloak tightly around his shoulders, he walked through the now unguarded door. He had two things that he needed to do. He just hoped that his suspicions on where the children's curiosity was currently lying was technically incorrect.

Upon noticing a security camera in a corner of the room, he raised his hand again. "Invisibilia." Mitch waited a few seconds, before continuing on with his task. Safety had to come first. The children couldn't know…

~Back with the Children~

"Uh...Where's Mitch?" Dewey asked as he stared at the irritable looking female swan that was sitting at Mitch's teacher's desk.

The other three shrugged, too tired from their almost failed business to actually care if Mitch was there or not. Once the bell rang, the substitute stood up, brushing imaginary dust off of her impeccable dress suit. "Good afternoon class. I am Ms. Emerson, I will be your substitute today since Mr. Zola is away due to a family emergency."

Groans filled the air as the class slide further into their chairs. Ms. Emerson glared at them, before lifting a TV remote up. "He gave me instructions to put on this movie ...apparently you've been studying the book it is based on for the last two weeks and he wants you to compare the two of them. Please take notes." She pressed a button and a screen that was pulled down in front of the chalkboard lit up as a movie started to play.

The friends bent over pieces of paper, trying to write down notes on the movie ...while really passing messages between each other about ideas on how they can learn who Webby's parents were, and who the triplets father was.

A/N: Done! I appear to have forgotten that the main point of this story is not that they have magic, but are trying to learn who their father is and the identities of Webby's parents. Oops on my part. I'll try to work it in a bit better. Sorry.

Hope you all enjoyed this little tidbit! I've been struggling with writing this chapter, reason why it is shorter than usual, really sorry about that.

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