Chapter Eight: Spells Abound in a Wild Goose Chase...

Huey clutched his Junior Woodchuck Guidebook close to his chest as Scrooge left to double check that Launchpad knew where they were going...and call Selene to see if she would help them buy some time for the boys to find the location of the missing Lamp of the First Genie. "Webby… Selene is an old friend of Mom's. See if she knows anything about who our father could be."

Webby nodded eagerly, while writing something down. "We're gonna make this out to be the most difficult challenge on the island. But, yeah, I'll do that."

Huey sighed with relief, glancing over at his brothers. Louie shook his head as he rubbed his forehead. "I'm still not getting anything. I guess this particular artifact must have a spell on it to keep people from scrying its location."

"Great! There goes our easy out!" Dewey grumbled as he kicked a random stone.

Huey shook his head as he turned his attention to Djinn and Scrooge. "Probably a good thing. Uncle Scrooge might start to question us if we know the exact location of the lamp after it was sold in a yard sale how many weeks ago?"

Louie groaned as he dropped his arms to his side. "Drop it Huey. I made a mistake. I totally accept that, I'll try not to sell random objects anymore."

"Probably should scry ahead of time to make sure that there isn't any disastrous consequences if you do sell something." Webby suggested, just as Scrooge called for her.

"Webby girl! Time to go!"

"Bye guys!" Webby waved at them as she ran to catch up with the millionaire adventurer.

Huey, Louie, and Dewey waved back as they watched the plane take off. "So… how are we going to find out who as the lamp?" Huey questioned, knowing that Louie for sure wouldn't remember.

Louie scrunched his brow as he considered that question, before snapping his fingers, his expression relaxing instantly. "Duckworth! I got bored with the yardsale so I pawned it off to Duckworth!"

"You had a ghost do your work for you!?" Huey yelled, anger flaring up in his eyes.

Dewey looked between his two brothers, before taking a huge step backwards. "Spiritus, veni huc ades!" Dewey called out, blue sparks leaping from his fingertips to form a portal.

"Dewey! No! Mitch says that even professional magic users don't try to summon spirits and creatures into our world cause it's…" Duckworth slipped out of the portal right before it closed. "...too dangerous." Huey blinked rapidly as he stared between the ghost butler and his hyperactive brother.

Dewey grinned, excitement dancing in his eyes. "Cool! I must specialize in spirits and monsters summoning spells. That is so cool!"

Duckworth cleared his throat, his left eyebrow shooting upwards. "Perhaps you would like to explain how it is that you can apparently do magic? Does your uncles know this?"

"Um...no? And we don't know how. We've been taking a class at our new school with Webby." They helpfully spoke in unison, suddenly nervous that Duckworth was going to transform into his demon form.

Duckworth straightened his sleeve as he peered down at them. "I see...now I am presuming for you to interrupt my long overdue vacation with all of this, that something came up. What did Louie do?"

"Why do you always presume that it was me?" "When he held that yardsale, he sort of sold a priceless lamp that this crazy dude is after. Do you remember who bought it so that we can get it back to him?"

Louie mock pouted over the fact that the others didn't try to make him out as an innocent in this particular mess of his. Duckworth rubbed his chin thoughtfully for five seconds before speaking up. "I yes. I remember now. It was a man, said that the lamp would go nicely with his new Persian rug, he didn't have any cash on him though...not until a wind blew a twenty dollar bill straight into his wallet."

"Uncle Gladstone!" The triplets gasped, recognizing that description of their cousin. Now all they had to do was find him and they'll have the lamp back.

~With Webby~

"Oh no! Scrooge and Selene aren't even in costume yet… and Djinn is almost finished with fighting Charybdis! I need to slow him down...but how!?" Webby peered from behind the pillar at her monstrous friend and Djinn. An idea began to form in her mind on what it was that she could do instead. The problem was the fact, despite teaching them the spell, Mitch warned the entire class not to use it, due to how dangerous this particular element was. Oh well, she was going to do it anyways. "Fulgur!" Silence filled the room, for about ten seconds before with a deafening crack, lightning slammed into the ground. It didn't take long for the dangerous natural phenomenon to fill the room.

"What is this?!" Djinn demanded, even as Charybdis shrugged, puzzled on where the lightning came from.

Webby cupped her hands together to help throw her voice across the room. "It's the next challenge! You must get past all of the lightning to get into the next room!"

"Is that all?" Djinn drily asked as he eyed the vibrating lightning bolts that filled the room.

~Back with the Boys~

"Nope! Nada! I ain't going back there! You can't make me!" Louie wailed and screamed as his brothers dragged him across the street to the giant treehouse that Doofus Drake lived in.

Huey shook his head as he shifted his weight, lifting Louie up by a few centimeters. "Too late. We're here."

Louie groaned as he glanced around the quiet, ill-kept property. "Great...just great. I don't want to be his prisoner again."

Dewey rolled his eyes as he clapped him on the back. "That was before. We have magic now. We can totally take him on!"

Huey rang the doorbell, waiting patiently for one of Doofus's parents to answer the door. His mother did, fear and pain clouding her eyes. "Hi. So, we were told that Doofus recently bought a lamp. Persian origins? Ancient? Extremely powerful? We were wondering if we could have it back...you see Louie sold it without double-checking that it didn't have any value…"

"Oh dear… Doofus threw it away earlier. I am so sorry." Mrs. Drake placed a hand over her chest, before closing the door.

"Threw it away!?" They whirled around just in time to see the Beagle boys collect the trash cans. "No!" They gave chase, feet pounding against the concrete street.

Huey narrowed his eyes as he noticed that there was a stoplight up ahead. Reaching his hand up, he yelled. "Nolite technology!" Red sparks flew from the palm of his hand.

Traffic screeched to a halt as the traffic light turned red suddenly, without turning yellow first. Not only that, but to the confusion of the Beagle boys, their truck stopped working. Dewey widened his eyes as he turned to stare at Huey. "How did you do that?! Mitch hasn't taught us that spell yet!"

Huey sprinted up to the stopped garbage truck, lifting his one shoulder up in a half shrug. "Believe it or not, but the spells he is teaching us are all just in Latin. I've been memorizing it for my Latin Speaking Badge, so I noticed that little detail."

"That...sounds so much like you." Louie rolled his eyes.

One of the Beagle boys stepped out of the truck, in time to see them force the back of the truck open. "Hey! What do you think you're doin'!?"

Huey groaned as he turned to face him. "We accidentally threw something away that means a lot to our uncle. We're just gonna get it out."

"It's life or death!" Dewey added in his two cents, dramatically clapping his hands together as he dropped to his knees, pulling on his best puppy-dog eyes.

"Fine! I need to see what's wrong with the engine. Just make sure you get out of there before we leave or else we're takin' you hostage!" He turned to face the front of the truck.

"Oh trust me, we will." They sighed with relief, scrambling into the back of the truck. Time to find the lamp!

~Back with Webby~

Selene tilted her head to the side, a frown crossing her features. "I actually don't know that. I didn't even know that Della was expecting until the last time you guys were here."

"Really? So you have no idea on who their father could possibly be?" Webby felt disappointed, she had been excited with the idea of solving that little mystery.

"Sorry kiddo. Maybe someone else knows that answer?" Selene felt bad for disappointing her best friend's sons' best friend.

"No no. It's fine." Webby looked down to the ground, scuffling her shoes.

"Webby! Time to head back! They have the lamp!" Scrooge called out from where he was hiding behind a pillar to talk to Huey.

"Finally!"

A/N: Done! Hmm, yeah. So I decided that Dewey specializes in summoning monsters and spirits (he is kinda obsessed with them anyways...) and Huey will be technology same as Della. And Huey is ahead of the class! Mitch is going to have so much fun with him now. Hope you all enjoyed this little tidbit!

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