Huey had been awoken by ring forcing him to move about, this time chasing Louie while Dewey, Webby and Lena were trying to stop him. Luckily, he didn't have a candlestick this time; instead he was relentlessly attacking his youngest brother with a squirt gun filled with paint, something the ring must have made him prepare before he woke up.
Scrooge, Mrs. Beakley and Poe all emerged from their rooms to try to get the situation under control, Donald had reluctantly gone back to Daisy's since he had promised to help her and he knew there wasn't really anything he do for Huey other than not fight with Scrooge so everyone could focus on Huey.
They all tried to subdue Huey but Mrs. Beakley got sprayed in the face with paint which blinded her as it completely covered the lenses of her glasses, Poe just couldn't keep up with his crutches and fell on his face as a crutch caught the runner in his attempts to catch Huey. Scrooge got close to catching Huey but also got sprayed in the face with paint which somehow made its way into his mouth causing him to choke a bit and be grateful that it was just non-toxic finger paint.
Suddenly everyone heard a door slam from down the hall and someone stomping towards the chaos. Poe finally managed to get up and realized that things might get more chaotic as he saw his sister taking in the sight of all the paint splattered chaos.
Magica looked very agitated at being woken so abruptly, her scowl was all that they needed to see know she wasn't in the mood for dealing with these antics. It was also clear that she had been in deep sleep before being awakened because her hair was sticking out in a few different directions and she still looked half-asleep as she stood, glaring at Huey whose fear had actually granted him enough control to stop for a moment. She was wearing a robe over her oversized nightshirt that hung haphazardly off her right shoulder, enveloping all but the tips of the fingers on that hand.
Everyone watched silently as Magica just grunted irritably before chanting the bubble spell again. Then she raised her right hand and the robe sleeve fell back into an appropriate position, she then turned to boys' room and waived her hand, the robe sleeve again enveloping her hand when she did, to make the bubble follow her inside where she then tied it down to Huey's bed. "Now stay put." She semi growled before walking back to her room without another word.
"Well, at least we can all go back to bed now." Mrs. Beakley said slowly, eyeing Magica 's door. "Yeah, my sister doesn't take well to her sleep being disturbed. Honestly, I don't think she was even fully awake." Poe said with a small chuckle as he hobbled back to bed.
Magica rubbed her eyes and yawned as she shut her door, thinking only of returning to that comfortable bed and going back to sleep but was instead jolted completely awake by a voice behind her.
"I guess it makes sense I'd find you here." Castandra giggled, sitting cross-legged on the bed. Magica turned to face her sister, now even more annoyed. "What do you want?" She eyed her sister suspiciously. "Wait, let me guess; you came to try to sweet talk your way into Scrooge's wallet, didn't you?" Castandra feigned offence and shook her head. "As tempting as that would be, I know that would be crossing a line so I would never do that." She giggled and winked at Magica who just rolled her eyes. "I don't know what you think but stop thinking it." Magica sat on the bed beside her sister. "So, if you're not here to empty Scrooge's money bin then why are you here?"
"I'm here because I was worried that something had happened to you. I am glad to see that you're here and just fine." Castandra explained. Magica raised an eyebrow. "And why would you think something had happened to me? It's not like I ever tell any of you anything most of the time." "Magica, you really don't know do you? Well then I'm REALLY glad I found you first." Castandra's concern and serious tone was unsettling; if something happened to make any of her sisters worried enough to go looking for her then it must be bad. "Castandra, just tell me what's going on." "Put simply, you shouldn't have given back that dime."
"Why not?" Magica had a creeping feeling of what Castandra was going to say and any hopes of hearing any thing different were crushed. "The Elders know what you did and they considered it defiance," Castandra's eyes widened and her voice quivered a little as she spoke. "Magica, they were looking for you and summoned the three of us, asking where you were! I went straight to your house after that and they'd already sent someone to find you; the place had been turned upside down!" Magica took a deep breath as she took in her sister's words.
Of course, the Elders knew she hadn't kept the dime and had even quit going after it and of course they wouldn't like that. Magica honestly hadn't even thought about them or what they would say about her giving up on the task they'd given her. "Well, thank you for coming to tell me. I had no idea…" Castandra took one of her sister's hands in a comforting gesture. "We may not always get along but that doesn't mean we don't care." Magica gave a little smile and nodded. "Thanks."
"So, now what are you going to do about this?" Castandra asked, the concern and quiver leaving her voice. "How should I know!?" Magica snapped, the 'loving sisters' moment now completely over. She then eyed Castandra suspiciously again. "Better question; what are you going to do now? Don't tell me you intend to hang around here now…" Magica trailed off, considering letting Huey use her sister as a target to keep him distracted if she planned to stay. "No, not this time; I'm going back to let Winnicent and Hexa know I found you and you're alright. I'll let you know if we hear anything else." "Okay, good." Magica nodded, feeling uncertain about the whole mess but still glad that she was made aware and that Castandra wasn't going to stay.
"Besides, I wouldn't want to disturb you and Scroogie!" Castandra giggled as she used a transportation spell to vanish just before Magica could yell at her. Magica yawned and looked at the now empty bed. "Ah forget it, I want to go back to sleep now that all is quiet again. I'll deal with everything tomorrow."
She flopped back into the bed and as she drifted off, she silently cursed her family for taking all of them and Scrooge for making her sleep on the floor last time; these beds were some of the most comfortable beds she'd ever slept on and it was practically criminal that she'd missed out before. Although, she couldn't deny that the floor wasn't altogether uncomfortable that last night; it had been warmer with Scrooge curled up beside her. Not that she'd ever tell him she'd briefly woken up when he settled in beside her that night and had known before waking up that he was there.