Chapter 9: Attraction Storage
Henry, Scrooge, Donald, Della, Huey, Dewey, Louie, and Webby entered the Attraction Storage.
"Gaah! Striker! Oh, wait…. It's dead… I hope," said Huey.
"Wow. Look at that," said Dewey, sees an attraction ride.
"Must be one of the Bendy Land Rides," said Webby.
"Everyone, over here," said Donald, next to another audio log of Bertrum Piedmont.
"Guys, I have a bad feeling about this ride," said Louie, noticing his tail is puffing up.
"Ok, Bertie. Tell us anything," said Della, plays the audio log.
"The biggest park ever built a centerfold of attractions. Each one, grander than the one before it. It makes my eyes come to tears at the thought. But then… oh Mister Drew. For all your talk of dreams, you are the true architect behind so many nightmares. I built this park. It was to be a masterpiece! My masterpiece! And now you think you can just throw me out? Trample me to the dust and forget me," played the audio log of Bertrum.
Then Louie notices the door closed by itself, so he said to himself, "oh no. Something's coming! Something's coming! Something's coming!"
Then he sees the ride activates itself, and he said, "guys! Guys! GUYS!"
"What is- oh, Scotland. Everyone looks up," said Scrooge when he notices the ride is moving.
When everyone looked up to see the moving ride, the audio log of Bertrum plays, "no! This is my park! My glory! You may think I've gone… But I'm still here!"
"Who activated the ride," said Della.
"Not us," said the Duck Brothers.
When everyone saw the face on the ride, Donald said, "Bertrum?"
"Not you, Piedmont," said Scrooge, in shock.
When the ride was about to hit everyone, Henry said, "LOOK OUT!"
They quickly moved out of the way, and the ride smashed the table.
"Bertrum! It's us! Scrooge McDuck, The Duck Twins, and Henry," said Della, trying to make the Monster Bertrum remember them.
"Look! Eight axes," said Dewey, seeing them on the floor.
"Good eye, Dewey. We can use these," said Huey, giving everyone each one.
"But how," said Henry.
"We can use these to destroy the arms."
"Good thinking, Huey," said Donald.
"Let's get destructive," said Dewey.
When the first arm hits the ground, Henry, Scrooge, Donald, and Della takes it down, and the arm falls apart.
"Here, Bertie! Bertie! Here, Bertie," said Louie, trying to get Monster Bertrum's attention.
When Monster Bertrum tries to hit Louie with his second, Louie moved out of the way and said, "NOW!"
Huey, Dewey, Louie, and Webby attack the second arm, and it fell apart.
"Hey, Bertrum! You're so ugly that you rotted for 30 years," said Scrooge, trying to get Bertrum to hit him.
Then Monster Bertrum was trying to hit Scrooge, but Henry saves him.
Then Henry, Scrooge, Donald, and Della defeated the third arm, and Della said, "kids! The last arm is all on you!"
"Yes, Mom," said the Duck Brothers.
Webby kicks Monster Bertrum to get his attention. She dodged the arm by doing a backflip and said, "let's get him, boys!"
When Huey, Dewey, Louie, and Webby take out the last arm, it fell apart. Then everyone comes together to watch Monster Bertrum break down.
When he breaks down, Monster Bertrum notices Henry, Scrooge, Donald, and Della. Their appearances reflect in his eyes, and he shed a tear.
As the doors close on his face, Monster Bertrum said in a sorrowful tone, "I'm…. sorry…."
"He just remembered us," said Della.
"He even said sorry," said Donald.
"Oh, Bertrum. We had no choice. At least, you're at peace," said Scrooge, taking off his hat in respect.
"Here's the switch," said Webby, pulling the switch down.
"On the bright side, we fought our first boss battle," said Dewey.
"Dewey," said Huey, disappointed in him.
"The guy turned evil!"
"He said he was sorry!"
"Hey! Remember! We got a mission. A rescue mission to save Boris," said Louie, holding the Boris plushie in his arms.
"He's right. Let's go," said Henry.
Back at the Haunted House Power Box, Scrooge activated the third switch and said, "ok. One more to go, and we're off to save the wolf."
"My tail tells me we will encounter a familiar face and something surprising," said Louie.
