It was a typical day at McDuck Mannor. A wild dart-gun war by Webby, Louie Huey and Dewey, Donald washing his laundry outside, Scrooge working at the Money Bin, Della trying to clean up the messy Houseboat and Beakly working with Duckworth to clean up the massive mansion.

Della sighed as she took some of the trash down the ramp. Her mind started to wander off and think about Celaeno, but the stench from the old hot dogs in their moldy buns snapped her back to the present very quickly. She tried not to gag as the smell came up to her beak. Donald walked by, humming and carrying his clean cloths. He smiled at his twin sister, who smiled back, after putting a clip on her beak.

"Donald, how did you not smell all this?" she asked.

"Smell what?" Donald asked.

Della sighed. It was hopeless. Her twin brother was hopeless.

Just then, the kids came busting out of the doors.
"MOM, UNCLE SCROOGE JUST CALLED, HE NEEDS US AT THE MONEY BIN!" Dewey yelled.

"Donald, get Lunachpad and have him bring the limo around." Della said.

"Ugghhh, Uncle Scrooge needs to get a bigger car." complained Louie, who was squished with his siblings, and Uncle Donald, while Della sat in the front.

"We're almost there." she said.

"You've been saying that fooooorrrrrreeeeeeevvvvvvvvveeeeeerrrrr." Louie whinnied.

"..Because it's true." Della said. "We're pulling up now."

Of course, when Launchpad is your driver, you have to have at least one crash. So when they pulled in, he smashed the front of the car into one of the polls.

"You have arrived at your destination." he said, opening the door for Della, then for everyone else.

"Thank you, Lunachpad." Della said.

Quickly, they descended to the top floor, where Scrooge was waiting.

"Yes Uncle Scrooge?" they all said.

"Things are busy taday, Ah could use yer help." he said.

"Oh no." groaned Louie.

Webby bumped Dewey. This was the perfect time to sneak off and explore the privet library.

"Dewey and I need to go..." Webby said.

"To the bathroom! You know, wash up!" Dewey said, awkwardly.

"Fine." Scrooge said, as the two ducklings darted off.