A REWRITTEN FAMILY HISTORY

After the whole Webby is Scrooge's clone thing in the finale I thought of how in this verse she had already been his adoptive daughter and so this Webby/Scrooge and overall McDuck Family chapter was crafted. I'm sorry for such a gap between updates but I was on the struggle bus where my latest chapter was concerned and so I had to wait on finishing that before I could cross-post my next chapter to this platform (writing wise I'm about six chapters ahead from what I post on this forum) Anyway thanks again for all your kind reviews and follows that definitely motivated me to work through my issues


Webby had spent three quarters of her life living in McDuck manor and half of it being the daughter of the great Scrooge McDuck himself and still at times it felt like a dream.

A week ago, when she turned on the television and had been met with the business channel showing the breaking news of Scrooge McDuck being ousted as CEO of McDuck Enterprises it honestly took her a solid ten minutes before the harsh realization hit her that they were talking about her dad… her family.

In the moment the manor was eerily still. Her dad was on his way home from an adventure, her mom was doing some museum business, her 'granny' was at the market picking up ingredients for dinner, and Louie was with Violet.

Sure, she could have easily joined her brother and Violet, or hung out at the Gearloose Brownstone with Huey, Dewey and Lena, or even took a stroll to the guest house to see what Dickie and Penny were up to but she kind of liked the solitude. There was just something about being alone in the massive mansion with only the sporadic apparition of Duckworth to keep her company that relaxed her.

Descending the main staircase and making her way past the ornate front door, the young girl couldn't help but close her eyes reflecting on the day she arrived.


August 2010:

"Ahh Bentina, I'm so glad that you agreed to come." Webby heard a man speak from where she stood behind her granny.

Today she was moving into her new home which was much bigger and scarier than the cottage she used to live in and she didn't know if she liked it.

"Well, you did save my life that one time…."

Both adults looked at one another causing them to break out into a bout of laughter. Webby didn't get the joke. And how could that man possibly have saved her granny? Her granny was the strongest toughest person she knew! Of course she was the only person that Webby knew so she had nobody to compare.

"Still, thank you for allowing your next act in life to be Lewellen's governess. No child of mine should be subjected to a public education and the ridiculous amount of money my nephew Gyro is willingly spending on his son's education makes me break out in hives."

"That's what friends are for. Besides I was going to have to homeschool Webbigail anyway."

There was a moment of silence as the small girl watched the man gaze over towards her before taking a knee so that he could get down to her level.

"And what a lovely lass she is," the man spoke as he held out his hand toward her. "Hello Webbigail darling, I'm Scrooge McDuck."

Holding her Quacky Patch doll close to her chest she gave the man a lingering gaze. On the one hand she was told never to talk to strangers and this man spoke with an accent stranger than that of her granny. On the other hand if he was a friend of her grandmother then surely he could be trusted and so she held out her hand for him to take.

"Hi," she replied with a shy smile.

"You know, I have a lad your age, I'm sure the two of you will become the best of friends."

"Lewellen?" She said in a tone that was as much a statement as it was a question.

"I prefer Louie," a new voice spoke as she turned her eyes toward the staircase where a young boy dressed in an oversized green hoodie began to move in her direction.

"Hi, I'm Webby… do you like tea parties? It would be nice to have one with someone besides my granny and my dollies for a change."

The boy shrugged back his shoulders.

"Does it HAVE to be tea or can it be Pep instead?"

"I think we can make special arrangements for our guest of honor can't we?" She asked her doll, moving the piece of cloth's head so it nodded in a response.


A smile crossed her lips as she thought about how far she'd come from the timid little girl clinging to her dolls like a security blanket to the young woman capable of holding her own in a fight she was now.

Physical violence however would not solve the problem of Bradford Buzzard's hostile takeover of her fathers company and so instead the girl decided to focus on the positive as she took her seat on the bench of the piano that sat in the far corner of the room.

She wasn't the most musically gifted member of the family. Dewey could read music almost as early as he could read the written word, Donald was in a band, her mother had even been a saloon girl with ambition to walk the boards in another lifetime. However she just liked to play for fun.

Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me

Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee

Sounds of the rude world heard in the day

A voice soon joined in harmonizing with her causing her to smile.

Lulled by the moonlight have all passed away

"Da!" She exclaimed, tossing her arms around her fathers neck. She had known he was due to be home that day however she'd never been given a proper ETA.

"That was beautiful Webbigail darling," her father said, placing a kiss on her cheek, "I didn't know you were playing again."

"I never stopped," she spoke before swiveling around in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest. "So, how did spelunking with Donald and Della go?"

"Aside from your cousin getting mildly concussed it was a passable distraction."

Distraction, Webby thought as she nodded to herself. She was glad that it seemed that her father had a good time even if one of the cousins was injured. Assumingly it was Donald she had seen him get back up many times and as for Della if she survived all those years on the moon she could survive anything.

There was a moment of silence as Scrooge's fingers soon began to haphazardly move against the piano keys briefly before the girl drew her father back into the reality around them.

"So, what are we going to do now? The company was your legacy?"

"You're my legacy sweetheart " Scrooge said ruffling his daughter's hair, "as is your brother and as long as I have you..."

Webby nodded silently, her father didn't need to say more. Anyway, just because Graves was now in charge of the day to day of the company didn't mean they were planning to lose the life they'd been accustomed to any time soon. And perhaps, in the meantime she could make some lemonade out of life's lemons.

"Well, since you have more time on your hands not needing to be in the boardroom I've been thinking. Perhaps we could go pay nan and granda a visit?"

At her suggestion the young girl couldn't help but notice the way her father looked at her with a raised brow after all Castle McDuck was shrouded in mists that only cleared every few years.

"I've been talking with Lena and Violet and we found a spell that can manipulate the mists at will. And I mean if it fails we could still have an epic Father/Daughter trip. You, me, Dickie…."

It was then a familiar chuckle could be heard as Goldie entered the room.

"I'd pay good money to see the looks on Fergus and Downy's faces when they find out we spawned a child together Scroogie even if technically she is from another dimension."

"I missed you Goldie Girl," Scrooge simply replied as he stood up to sweep his wife into a kiss causing Webby to cover her eyes. It wasn't that she disliked PDA or the fact that it was her parents expressing it, she just figured they needed a private moment and so she obliged.

"So," Webby spoke when her parents finally pulled away from one another, "how was the museum meeting? Any exciting exhibits on the horizon?"

"I wish," Goldie spoke slumping down onto the bench beside her daughter. "No, Emma Glamour has decided to make this year's IT LIST Gala into a Halloween Masquerade. She has these grandiose ideas but is cutting it close to get it done. Lucky her assistant has the patience of a saint."

Webby couldn't help but nod thinking about how Lena and Dewey talked highly about the budding fashionista who had stolen her cousin Donald's heart.

"Seriously though, Della is lucky that things never got serious with Glamor's son when she was younger. I can not imagine having that woman as a mother in law."

Webby gave her mother a fascinated look as soon her father flashed the woman a shocked look.

"Wait, what?" He asked.

"You mean you didn't know she was seeing Mark Beaks when she was barely older than Webby is now?"

Webby couldn't even begin to think about dating in the moment even though at times just the thought of Lena caused butterflies to enter her stomach despite the fact that soon they technically would be family.

'Why did things have to be so complicated?' She thought to herself as her brother's voice soon filled the room.

"Wait," Louie spoke in shock, "Mark Beaks could have been my bio dad? Not the conversation I thought I'd be walking into."

Webby watched as her brother shook his head side to side trying to process just what was being said as her mom began to pout.

"I never meant to break niece/surrogate aunt confidentiality. But he was her partner when she was taking cotillion and they shared a kiss before he shipped off to boarding school."

There was a moment of silence as Webby and the rest of the family continued to process Goldie's words further however it was clear that the subject was due for a change from Glamour's divadom and Della's love life.

"So, Webby finally said after the silence went on for a good five minutes. "What were you up to with Violet?"

Webby soon watched her parents look toward Louie with a raised brow. Did they think he had romantic feelings toward her friend...oh my god DID he have romantic feelings toward her friend! The bookish hummingbird wasn't at all who she pictured Louie being into but opposites did attract she supposed.

It was then that Webby watched as Louie opened up the bag he'd been carrying and soon pulled out a book.

"Violet used her fathers faculty ID to get us into the University Law Library," Louie spoke with a cunning smile, "if there is a way to get McDuck Enterprises back into McDuck control I'm going to find it."

The young girl couldn't help but smile at her brother's determination as he had begun to excitedly go over his findings so far. It was rare that Louie relied on books versus his intuition and it was clear that he had meant business in the moment.

As she continued to watch the boy chatter to their parents she thought that it was a universal truth that McDucks do not back down and so she knew without a shadow of a doubt that things would work themselves out in the end.