A REWRITTEN FAMILY HISTORY

Welcome to my four-ish chapter arch loosely inspired by Let's Get Dangerous...before the episode aired it was always my intent that at this point in the timeline I was going to introduce Goss as Dewey's friend and then have an event that caused her to end up in Drake's care over her Grandfather's and then the episode aired and here we are...

Once again thanks for all the reviews and kudos...

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Chapter Text

Huey was pleased when his cousin had come to him suggesting that he interviewed Taurus Bulba for "summer extra credit". Sure, he had ulterior motives to try to track down the missing grandfather of an old friend but frankly he didn't mind. Bulba had been known for his breakthroughs in the field of physics and even without the present circumstances he was honored to be able to pick his brain.

"Maybe you can talk some sense into him," Bradford Buzzard's voice spoke, taking Huey away from his thoughts as he looked over to where his uncle's CFO was chatting over a video screen. "There have been some unfortunate accidents with Bulba's latest project and it's been costly to clean up his messes."

"Aye, you know what they say, no reward is without a little risk," Scrooge responded with a smile before going on to talk about how if he hadn't taken any risks he wouldn't be the man he'd been today meanwhile Bradford's mention of unfortunate accidents kept ringing in the back of Huey's mind and he could tell it was ringing in the back of Dewey's as he mouthed to the other boy, "Thadious," before turning to Launchpad with a smile. They soon began to talk about how excited Dewey was to interview some friend of Launchpad and his mom who was sure to give his show twenty five or maybe even thirty views. Huey had been totally certain that this friend was Darkwing Duck but he didn't say as much as Bradford was still tapped into the car's conversation via chat screen and there was just something about the older bird that rubbed him the wrong way.

March 2019:

Huey had been en route to his fathers lab in the hopes to grab some photo albums kept there to show his mom all that she had missed when he was met with a long lingering and most uncomfortable glare.

"Shouldn't you be in school," Bradford said in an annoyed tone.

"Teachers conference," Huey replied back with a shrug as he began to rock back and forth on his feet, "Anyway, shouldn't you be in the St. Canard office?"

The boy watched as the older bird rolled his eyes.

"Well, it was easier to clean up the mess of your mother coming back from the dead in person."

"It's not a mess, it's a miracle...and she wasn't dead, she was trapped on the moon as impossible as it may be."

"As far as the state of Calisota is concerned Della Duck has been dead since 2007 despite where she may or may not have been."

"But she's back now and we can be a family again!"

"Yes...yes...a family again until she does something else reckless and impulsive or your father creates another invention that forms a mind of its own and we're back to square one."

Huey could feel the famed family rage begin to bubble up inside him in that moment however he was grateful when suddenly Fenton stepped into the room giving the boy a wave.

The car soon pulled up in front of the offices of McDuck Enterprises which wasn't as imposing as the main bin but still quite impressive in its own right.

Huey and Scrooge headed out of the limo and were soon met by Della.

Launchpad rolled down the window to look toward his friend.

"I thought you were coming with us to see Drake?"

Della shook her head.

"I've been reading about Bulba's work and I'm genuinely impressed and interested to see it in action."

Dewey popped his head out from the sunroof and shook his head.

"Are you sure Dad and Fenton didn't ask you to spy?"

"No...maybe… but it's still an ambitious project."

"That it is little lady said a booming voice that captured the trio's attention as the limo drove away."

"You did NOT just call me little lady," Huey watched as his mother took a step toward Bulba giving him a glare. Man if looks could kill…

"Taurus Bulba," Scrooge spoke, taking a step forward and holding out his hand before his niece could cause any damage, "It's a pleasure to finally meet you."

"The pleasure is all mine, Mr. McDuck, though it seems as if I have offended your niece which was not my intention at all."

Huey watched as the physicist turned to where he and his mother were standing.

"Della Duck, I am in awe at the way you managed to single handedly escape from the moon, and Hubert Gearloose...first place in the Junior Woodchuck's Robotics Competition three years running."

Huey couldn't help but smile at the fact that someone as prestigious as Taurus Bulba knew about his accolades.

"One day you'll be running a lab and trying to change the world just like me and your father."

"Counting on it," Huey replied with a smile as they entered the building and made their way toward the lab. It was a more traditional lab unlike the underwater lab that his father had and he could just smell the science...not that science technically had a smell but still he was eager to see what the man had been working on all the while trying to look for something, anything, that could point to the whereabouts of Thadious Waddlemeyer.

"Okay, let's see if I'm getting my money's worth on this investment shall we?" Scrooge's words broke Huey from his thoughts as he watched Bulba perk up.

"Well, like I said, my goal is to change the world...so pick any food and I'll give you a demonstration."

"Pizza!" Huey and his mother spoke at once causing the boy to smile at just how much they were alike.

"Haggis," Scrooge had spoken at the same time as he simply shrugged back his shoulders.

"I heard Haggis," Bulba said with a wink as Huey rolled his eyes at the way that the bull was clearly trying to impress his boss instead of going with majority rules. Huey watched intensely as the bull crossed the room toward his machine as he began to twist and turn a few dials before suddenly a beam of light filled the air and suddenly haggis appeared.

This was unbelievable...HOW could he make something out of nothing. If something was too good to be true statistically there must be something wrong about it and that was probably what Waddlemeyer figured out before...no...he didn't want to think about it in the moment and just wanted to focus on the WOW….

"Care for a taste?" Bulba asked, "to prove that it's the real deal."

"Don't mind if I do," Scrooge said, taking a slice and making a face filled with satisfaction. This caused his mother to take a bite of her own before spitting it out instantly.

"Blech…" she replied, "this tastes like a sweaty gym sock."

"That's how you know the sheep's entrails are extra fresh."

Huey watched his mother gag once more before looking toward the two older gentlemen.

"Where is the nearest restroom?"

Huey listened as Scrooge gave her directions and watched soon after as his mother bolted out of the room.

"Her loss lad," Scrooge replied with a shrug as he took another bite before offering the plate to Huey who shook his head.

"Maybe one day I'll be more adventurous with my pallet Uncle Scrooge, but today's not the day."

As Scrooge nodded finishing up the haggis with an elated grin, Huey figured now was the perfect time to ask some questions.

"So, how does this work? I mean getting something to look like food can easily be done with simple 3D printing technologies but to get the texture and I assume taste so precise can't be an easy feat."

"Your right...it did take lots of time and precision for my partner and I to get things right."

"Professor Waddlemeyer right?"

"You do your research huh kid?"

Huey simply nodded his head.

"Unfortunately he's a bit under the weather which is why he isn't joining us today."

Under the weather...so that's what he is going with Huey thought to himself as he nodded his head and hoped that he had kept a good poker face as the sound of a phone soon began to buzz taking Bulba's attention off the red clad tween.

"I have to take this, very important...Scrooge, why don't you give your nephew a tour of the rest of the St. Canard facilities and we can meet up later to talk."

"Aye, that sounds like an excellent plan." Scrooge replied as he began to usher Huey out of the room however before he crossed the threshold to leave something caught the corner of his eye that would definitely explain how the sausage or rather haggis was made. Perhaps it wasn't from nothing after all and if that was the case then the theory of a multiverse could very much be real.