The next day soon came. It was a beautiful and sunshiny day the next morning and everyone woke up in excitement, even Scrooge.
Cherry came out of her room with a small smile only to be run over by Huey who was running as he, Dewey, and Louie were playing a game together. "HEY!"
"Oops, sorry, Cherry, me, Louie, and Dewey are playing dart tag with Webby." Huey told her.
"Of course you are..." Cherry rolled her eyes before she helped herself back up to her feet.
Atticus was soon seen coming out of his room.
"I'm gonna get ya, Huey!" Dewey smirked as he ran after his brother.
"Let me guess, playing dart tag?" Atticus asked Dewey.
"Uh-huh..." Dewey nodded.
"Dewey, you shouldn't play like that..." Atticus said sternly at first, taking the dart gun with a smirk. "You should use the element of surprise."
Cherry soon rolled her eyes with a smirk. Mrs. Beakley seemed to have a problem with the triplets and her granddaughter at play, but Scrooge seemed to like it, but he soon found it a problem as he found Donald in his bathroom.
"Guys, you should be really careful playing with Webby, because she takes games very seriously." Mo warned the triplets.
"I'm sure we can handle a girl, Mo." Dewey smirked.
"Oh, you shouldn't have said that." Mo nervously replied.
"This won't end well; I can already tell that this won't end well." Atticus said.
"Trust me, it won't." Mo agreed since she knew Webby like a little sister.
And where they were right.
"Target acquired." Webby's voice said as she set traps for Huey, Dewey, and Louie.
"I suggest we just watch." Mo said.
Louie was soon stuck. "You set traps?!" he then asked the female duckling out of shock. "It's just a game!"
"You're not a player, you're a pawn." Webby glared as she wore heat-seeking goggles.
"I warned ya." Mo said.
"Uh, Webby, any chance you could take this down a notch?" Cherry asked.
"Tell that to my men the boys had captured in Peking!" Webby replied.
"What?" Cherry asked out of confusion.
"It's part of my backstory," Webby defended. "Grizzled ex-special forces pulled out of retirement for revenge. What's yours?"
"Uh, my guy has a dart gun?" Dewey replied.
"Not anymore." Webby smirked before shooting.
Mo and Atticus simply sat back and watched. Webby shot down Dewey and stood back up while taking out a grappling hook and grasping his dart gun in her own possession. Huey came over and gasped as Webby now shot at him.
"Run, Huey!" Atticus told him.
Huey soon ran and Webby went after him.
"I tried to tell you~" Mo replied about how Webby could be when it came to games like this.
"Looks like they're learning the hard way." Atticus said.
"That seems to be how anyone learns these days..." Mo sighed and shook her head.
"The foyer's a safe zone," Huey stammered nervously to Webby. "The foyer's-"
"This is no foyer," Webby replied. "This is a tomb." She soon shot Huey with the dart gun.
"Ow, my tailbone!" Huey cried out of pain.
"Scrooge seems okay with this." Atticus said.
Scrooge's voice soon yelled out as he found Donald in his bath tub.
"Sounds like Donald just used his bathroom." Mo said.
"After freshin' up, I'd like to see ye all in me office." Scrooge told them.
Atticus nodded in understanding.
Mo watched as Webby continued to play with the boys until it would be time to go. "All right, Webby, I think we better go now."
"Okay, Mo." Webby nodded as she then stopped shooting at the duckling triplets.
Soon enough, everyone was in Scrooge's office. Everyone talked among themselves until Scrooge would come to see them.
"All right. Time for some house rules," Scrooge firmly told the others as he silenced them by whacking his cane. "Rule one: My space is my space. My study, my sleeping quarters, my washroom. Rule two: Defer to Mrs. Beakley for all subsequent rules. I'm pleased to have you here, as long as it in no way inconveniences me. Good day." He then walked off after only giving them two rules on his chalkboard.
"He can't be serious," Atticus said. "Just two rules?"
"This may be Mr. McDuck's mansion, but it's my house," Mrs. Beakley glared to the others sharply as Cherry tried to sneak away. "Where are you going?"
"I just remembered that I have somewhere important to be." Cherry replied.
"You better sit down." Mo said.
Cherry soon made herself sit down.
"Rule 58: If you need something, ask for permission first." Mrs. Beakley told the others.
"You see, kids?" Donald smirked. "If you need somethig, ask permission."
"Mrs. Beakley, please get to the important rule." Mo begged.
"Thank you for reminding me, Monique," Mrs. Beakley nodded. "Rule #23: No one is above the rules, Donald. If you had simply asked for assistance, we could've avoided what I'm referring to as the 'Undergarment Incident'."
"Ew." Mo cringed.
The kids seemed to laugh at that however.
"I can take care of myself." Donald huffed.
"I'm afraid that's not your decision to make." Mo told him.
"Monique is correct." Mrs. Beakley added.
"You live here, you answer to Mrs. Beakley." Mo nodded.
"I answer to no one!" Donald glared.
Mrs. Beakley and Donald were now face-to-face.
"Wait, are they gonna kiss?" Louie whispered with a cringe.
"Eww!" The other kids grimaced about that idea.
"Outside, now!" Mrs. Beakley and Donald demanded.
The kids soon went outside.
"Death Darts was fun." Webby smiled to the others.
"Again, it was just supposed to be darts." Louie replied.
"What do you wanna play next?" Webby grinned. "Mystery Murder Island, Cannonball Fury?"
"Uh, how about something not life-threatening?" Cherry suggested.
"Yeah, like a nice, safe, nap?" Huey added.
"Oh! How about Sacky Sack?" Webby suggested before kicking a bean bag ball which zipped from her foot and punctured a tree right behind them which made it fall.
"Yikes!" Atticus said.
"Or we could go have some real fun." Louie folded his arms with an idealistic smirk.
"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Atticus asked Louie.
"Indeed I do, dear Atticus." Louie smirked.
"It's time for Funso's Fun Zone!" Atticus cheered with the duckling triplets.
"Funso's Fun Zone?" Mo asked.
"What's that?" Webby added.
"Only the greatest place one could ever imagine imagining!" Louie beamed.
"Yeah!" Atticus added.
"Where your dreams become reality, and reality becomes some crazy kind of hyper-dream." Huey smiled.
"Where punch refills are free!" Dewey added.
"Let's get going then." Cherry said.
The triplets then excitedly went with Cherry and Atticus while Mo and Webby seemed lost.
"Oh, well, have fun." Webby weakly told them.
"Yeah, we'll just be here." Mo said.
"Wait, who's going to watch over Beakley and Donald?" Atticus asked.
"That's a good question." Cherry agreed.
"One of us should stay behind." Atticus said.
"I'll drink your punch for ya." Cherry smirked.
"I was thinking that you could stay behind," Atticus said. "Might get entertaining."
"Hmm..." Cherry narrowed her eyes.
"If I get any chicken wings or cheese sticks, you can have them." Atticus replied.
"Sold." Cherry shook his hand before she soon went back inside of the mansion.
Atticus nodded and then left with the triplets.
"Okay, Webby, just play it cool." Mo comforted Webby about hanging out with the boys.
"Right, just play it cool." Webby smiled.
Mo and Webby nodded to each other.
"Whooooo!" Webby cheered as she came out with Mo to join Atticus and the triplets.
"This is going to be so much fun." Mo smiled.
They were soon at a bus stop.
While they were waiting for the bus, Cherry was watching to see how things were going with Donald and Beakley. Mrs. Beakley was vacuuming up until the cleaner seemed to suddenly stop. She rushed over to the plugs to see several cords plugged up which angered her. Cherry soon came out to see that Donald was grilling and spraying water from the hose at the same time.
"Why are you spraying water while grilling?" Cherry asked Donald.
"Why not?" Donald asked back.
Cherry's left eye twitched from annoyance.
"Howdy, neighbor. Kielbasa?" Donald greeted Mrs. Beakley. "I'll just live on the boat while I fix it. Out of your house, out of your way."
"I can already tell this won't end well." Cherry groaned.
"If you had checked with me, I could've provided safe electrical hook-ups." Mrs. Beakley smiled wearily to Donald after muttering to herself.
"I'm good." Donald smiled back.
"And as for the water?" Cherry asked.
"Yes, how would you split the water bill?" Mrs. Beakley added which shocked Donald.
"Richest duck in DuckBurg can't spare a dime?!" Donald glared before squeezing the hose. "Keep your water!"
"Uh, Donald, won't that flood the mansion?" Cherry asked.
"You worry too much, Cherry." Donald replied.
"I don't like the looks of this." Cherry said to herself, and where she had a right to worry as the mansion was soon flooded.
Mrs. Beakley's left eye twitched before she snapped the cable cords in half out of rage.
'I wonder if the others are having as much frustration as we are?' Cherry thought to herself.