Soon enough, they surfaced just in time for Glomgold to try and announce that he had the Jewel of Atlantis. The people buzzed as they tried to interview Glomgold for his amazing discovery.

"Aye, aye. Okay. Settle down. Ha ha!" Glomgold smirked boastfully. "Ladies and gentlemen of the press, it is with great pride that I, Flintheart Glomgold, present-"

"The Jewel of Atlantis!" Scrooge interrupted with a smirk as he came by with the real jewel.

"What?!" Glomgold glared.

"Is that Scrooge McDuck?" A woman asked.

Soon enough, Scrooge was flooded by the press since he found the real Jewel of Atlantis.

"An efficient, clean source of energy that could power Duckburg for 50 years, courtesy of your friends at McDuck Water and Electric." Scrooge informed the crowd.

The press began to take pictures.

"Ooh, Mr. McDuck, how do you respond to claims by other Scottish billionaires that they have the real jewel?" A duck woman asked.

"That bauble?" Scrooge smirked. "It's nice, but it's obviously super cursed."

"No, it's not!" Glomgold glared as a tentacle came up from behind him.

It only took him as he yelled out in misfortune and the members of the press scattered away.

Everyone came together until Mrs. Beakley appeared which meant that Mo and Webby were in very big trouble.

"Um, Mrs. Beakley?" Mo smiled nervously.

"Monique. Webby. Uncle Hampus." Mrs. Beakley glared.

"Granny, I can explain," Webby began. "Please don't blame Mo."

"Dear, you are safer in a sunken city with Scrooge McDuck than you are locked in a vault in Fort Knox," Mrs. Beakley replied firmly at first before sounding soft and sweet. "No more lies and you can go with him wherever you like."

"We promise." Mo smiled.

The three soon shared a hug all together.

"Now, Donald, don't-" Scrooge began to his nephew.

"Stop," Donald replied. "I admit I'm a little overprotective."

"A little?" Cherry asked.

"No matter what I do, these kids will get into trouble, so maybe you could teach them how to get out of trouble." Donald told his uncle.

"Uncle Donald?" Huey asked.

"It might be okay if the kids saw you every once in a while." Donald smiled.

This caused the kids to cheer.

"Sometimes, like birthdays or federal holidays," Donald replied. "Nothing too-"

KABOOM!

Everyone looked to see that the house boat had exploded.

"I may have left the engine running in the house boat." Dewey smiled nervously.

"Oh, brother." Atticus groaned.

"I may have a dozen or so spare bedrooms in the mansion." Scrooge offered.

"Wahoo!" Atticus smiled.

Cherry shrugged, but she did smile herself as this seemed to be the start of something new and fun.

"There you have it," The duck woman announced as the family celebrated their new life together. "Reclusive adventure capitalist Scrooge McDuck is back, with family in tow, solving mysteries and rewriting history."

Soon enough, they were moving in, along with Donald's houseboat.

"Easy... A little to the left..." Donald told the others worriedly about his home until it splashed in the pool, splashing him with the water.

"Did I do it good?" Launchpad asked.

The others were soon in the garage.

"Webby!" Mo cried out as she chased after the girl duckling as she floated from the sword.

Dewey picked up a box before moving it and took a look at the old portrait of his uncles together before moving back a piece to see a certain female duck which surprised him gratefully. "Mom?" And along side her, were four people.

"This is kind of a cool desk, huh, Cherry?" Atticus smiled to Cherry;'s new room in Scrooge's mansion. "You can keep your notebooks in here with your stories."

"I guess that'll be more organized than our old room..." Cherry admitted as Dewey rushed over to see them.

"Guys! I think I saw your parents with my mom on the portrait with Uncle Scrooge and Uncle Donald!" Dewey told them.

"What?" Cherry and Atticus asked out of disbelief.

"Come on!" Dewey told them and ran so that they could see for themselves.

Atticus and Cherry soon followed him to the portrait.

"Look!" Dewey told them.

Cherry and Atticus took a look and saw the duck woman along with the four human adults with her.

"Cherry, that woman... She smiles like you..." Atticus commented. "And that woman has my eye shade of blue... That man has the same hair as me... It's... It's..."

"A coincidence, Atticus." Cherry deadpanned.

"Not a coincidence." Atticus said.

"It has to be." Cherry replied.

"I might not remember her really well, but I know that's my mom." Dewey insisted.

"I wonder if Webby or Mrs. Beakley or Mo know about them." Atticus said.

"Should we ask?" Dewey asked.

Cherry shrugged. "I guess it couldn't hurt."

"But when?" Atticus asked.

"Probably later on, let's get settled in first." Cherry suggested.

"Okay." Dewey agreed.

Cherry and Atticus had their own separate rooms which felt different for them since they had always shared a room together all their lives together, feeling like real brother and sister, even though they knew that they weren't actually related like Huey, Dewey, and Louie, and where they knew that they would have more adventures later on further on.

"Well, I guess this is good night..." Atticus said to Cherry.

"Good night..." Cherry nodded.

The two then went into their own separate rooms to sleep alone for the first time in their lives, and where it felt a little odd. Atticus looked to see a stuffed bear and decided to put it in bed with him and Cherry did the same with a stuffed wolf to make it feel like they were both there and they soon fell asleep peacefully.