Chapter Twelve:?
"Wait...what!?" Lena tried, and failed to not gawk at her best friend, positive that she was mishearing what she was telling her.
Violet lifted her shoulder up in a shrug, her monotone voice coming out in a clipped response. "I strongly believe what it is that you claim is true."
Lena shot her newest friend a withering look, before turning to the younger duck. "Webby... please tell me that you are just pranking us." They were supposed to be as magically powerful as the McDuck family, which means iffy on whether or not they have magic...not this!
"It's true! Um... hold on..." Huey drummed his fingers on his chin as he clearly debated what spell to catch to prove that they were telling the truth. An excited smile crossed his features, before he snapped his fingers. "Technology loquere Britannico."
Lena frowned, not too sure what that was supposed to do, beyond affect a piece of technology. But speak British? That didn't make any sense at all to her. As if to prove her wrong about that, Louie's tablet began to speak of its own accord, with a British accent. "Hello. How may I be of assistance?"
"Cool! Can you my homework for me?" Louie grabbed the green tablet, lifting it into the air.
"I cannot do that since that will be counterproductive for you." It responded back, much to Louie's annoyance.
"There goes the awesomeness of having my very own smart tablet to do my homework for me..." Louie pouted as he lowered the piece of technology to the table.
"Come on. We probably should get some sleep." Webby yawned as she stretched slightly, arcing her back as she blinked sleep out of her eyes.
Lena felt panic rise up at that, and hurriedly pulled out a board game. "Why sleep now? I'm not tired at all, let's play games!"
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Scrooge thanked the security officer, before walking out of the City Halls Record Vaults, silently questioning why someone with obvious strong magical powers would be so interested in his niece's children. Something was going on... he just knew it. Now, how was he supposed to convince Della that she could trust him with what was going on. As if reading his mind, Djinn appeared in front of him, clutching a scroll tightly in his hands. "My friend... I have found something that I think you might want to see."
"Not now Djinn... can't you see that I am busy at the moment?" Scrooge brushed him off as he stalked over to where Launchpad was parked haphazardly.
Djinn carefully unrolled the ancient looking scroll, his voice firm as he read something out loud. "DARKNESS SHALL RISE, AND SHADOWS RULE THE WORLD UNLESS QUADRUPLETS HATCHED UNDER THE LIGHT AND SHADOW OF A PRAECANTATIO ECLIPSE UNITE TOGETHER TO DRIVE THE DARKNESS BACK IN THE MOON'S SHADOW THROWN BY AN UNCLE OF GREAT WORTH, TO PERFORM A SPELL OF PURE LIGHT. I figured you would like to hear about this."
Scrooge froze, his heart pounding loudly in his ears as he turned to face the descendant of a genie. "Djinn... what is a Praecantatio Eclipse?"
"I couldn't figure that out myself... however according to my research the most recent one happened the same day that your nephews hatched." Djinn walked over to join Scrooge, glad that he had caught his attention. "It's a good thing that they are triplets and not quadruplets, uh? I know how much you hate magi... you okay there Scrooge?"
Scrooge pressed a hand against his heart, his breathing becoming more shallow by the minute. "Oh no... oh no no no no." Lifting his head up, he latched eyes with Djinn. "I recently found out that the boys are part of a set of quadruplets. Only Della for some reason got rid of the fourth egg before alerting the rest of us about the eggs. I've been trying to track down the last one."
"Then perhaps you should hire a bodyguard to protect the boys? If she separated them, that seems to be to signify the fact that she not only knows about this, but also believes that her children are the ones that it is speaking of and is trying to keep them safe. Who knows who else knows about this?" Djinn suggested, worry creasing his brow.
Scrooge eyed the slightly eccentric man, an idea forming. "You're right. I should hire a bodyguard. I don't feel comfortable though with hiring people that I don't know. How would you like the job of head of security... once I get a hold of others to help out."
"That would be a great honor...though are you sure that you want me to be in charge of it?" Djinn raised one eyebrow upwards, questioning Scrooge's sanity.
"You are not a stranger." Scrooge stubbornly informed him, before finally opening the door to his limousine, climbing into it before effectively putting a stop to the conversation. "You report to duty first thing in the morning." The door snapped shut, creating an actual barrier between the two men.
Djinn shook his head as he watched as Launchpad shot off to who knows where. Looks like he had gotten himself a job when he wasn't even looking for one.
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Scrooge counted each head that was sitting around the table three times before he was assured that Webby, the boys, and their guests were all present and accounted for. With a soft sigh, he lifted his cup of nutmeg tea to his lips, taking a long sip as he eyed the boys. They were there and accounted for. He tried to force himself to calm down, but the idea that his family held the key to save the entire world was a bit mind boggling. What if they couldn't do it!?
"What are you talking about Uncle Scrooge? We save the world countless times with our adventures." Huey spoke suddenly, revealing as he did so that all eyes were on Scrooge.
Scrooge cleared his throat, his gaze latching onto Della's features... which revealed that she most definitely knew what he was talking about. "Nothing kids. Nothing at all. How are you liking your new school?"
Squeals escaped the six children, before they began to talk over each other about their different classes. Scrooge kept his gaze on Della, who looked ill over the fact that he knew why she did it now.
A/N: Done! Hmm, yeah. I actually got two chapters up this month! Yeah me! Also, Scrooge is now really panicky about what it is that might be a danger to his mystery niece and the boys...as well as why it is a danger to them. Gotta love ancient prophesies that need to come to pass. Oh well...
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Angelwings2002: Yep... Detective Scrooge is working on it, and Mitch hasn't explained everything to them yet, but he kinda wants to wait for well, a certain prophesy to come to pass first, that way their lives aren't in-danger.
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