(Y/N) slowly opens her eyes, the light that was pointed director at her, already starting to get annoying. Though it was a small scream from her brothers, that completely woke her up. (Y/N) looked around, trying to find out where they were, but she was the one who screamed next. There in the darkness was a duck, but she couldn't see who it was. However, her fear of the duck quickly faded when she saw it was smaller than her.

"Who sent you?" The duck yelled, in a kind of deep voice, obviously not the duck's real voice. (Y/N) could hear her brothers' yelp. "Glomgold? Ma Beagle?" The duck went up in Louie's face. "Answer me!"

"U-uncle Scrooge!" Louie answered the duck in fear, although, it probably wasn't the answer the unknown duck was expecting. "Uncle Scrooge!?!" The duck yelled out in excitement. "Oh my gosh, the nephews!" The duck clapped twice, and the light turned on. "Wait you know us?" Asked Louie, as the duck dragged a chair over and cut the rope. As they fall, the boys all land on (Y/N). "Ouch," she said, but it was slightly muffled. "Of course!" Duckie, the unnamed duck, said as if it was obvious. "Researching Mr McDuck and his family is kinda my hobby."

Sounds of confusion and shocked looks were all she got from the triplets, who were starting to get up from their older sister. Duckie picked a feather from Louie's head asking: "What are your blood types?" She ran over picked Dewey up and put him down on his feet, "What's Donald really like?" Lastly, she looked deeply into Huey's eyes and asked her final question: "Who's the evil sibling?" (Y/N), who was now sitting down on the ground, felt a little disappointed and sad. Didn't she notice her? "Louie" (Y/N), Dewey, and Houey said at the same time, pointing at the said duck. All Louie did was shrug and say "Meh."

"Huh?" Duckie looked at (Y/N) and gave a wave and a small "Hi!". Duckie then took out a camera and held it up so she could see all the Duck siblings in the lens. "Tell me everything!" She yelled taking a picture, which was followed by a giant flash. "Um, we live with our uncle" Was Louie's answer. "On a boat" Dewey added. "We're broke" (Y/N) said with a shrug, just like it was normal, but the triplets turned and glared at her, causing her to simply shrug them off. "Go on," Duckie said, waving her hand through the air and looking at the picture she just took.

"Kinda it? We're just a normal, boring family" Huey said, but Duckie didn't believe it. "Normal? Boring? HA!" She yelled. She kicked a ball at the map, causing it to roll up and reveal a family tree. Their family tree. "(Y/N), Houey, Dewey and Louie Duck, Scrooge McDuck's Great Nephews and Niece on his sister, Hortense's side with Quackmore Duck twice removed!" Duckie said, pinning our photo to her board. The Ducks looked at her in nervousness and a bit of fear. "A-and you are?" Dewey asked with an eyebrow raised. "Oh right," Duckie pointed at a drawing of her and Mrs B. "Webby Vanderquack, my Granny's the housekeeper. Wait! Are we, friends now?"

Huey, although scared, was the one who answered. "If we say yes, will you let us live?" Webby thought it was funny and couldn't help but wave her hand nonchalantly "Pfft, nice one new best friend!" She took a string and tied it around the Duck's photo and over to hers. Louie was looking around trying to find something to do. When he came out unsuccessful, he turned to Webby. "So, friend, what do you do for fun around here?" The other boys were looking at her with a face of hope. (Y/N) though, was looking at her phone, seemingly texting someone.

"Oh! I'm the best at fun," Webby started, looking around the room, before settling on the air vent. She crawled in. Dewey looked back at his siblings, shrugged and said, "At least it's not the marble room". His brothers nod and follow him, but it seems that (Y/N) didn't hear him. After the boys crawled into the vent, (Y/N) went out of the door. When she comes to a door that is closed and hears something hammering on it. She puts her ear to the door and hears muffled sounds and crashing coming from inside. She quickly went in followed by Mrs B, ready to fight. But to their shock, it was just Scrooge, trying to cram himself into some old diving suit. (Y/N) looked confused as to what was going on. "Uncle Scrooge?" She asked with equally as much confusion in her voice as on her face. "A little spring cleaning?" Asked Mrs B, putting down the vacuum cleaner.

"Maybe, maybe not," Scrooge says, handing Mrs B a newspaper."Take a look at this". "Snow? On the Drake Barrier Reef?" Mrs B asked, looking up at the paper, and showing it to (Y/N), who gave a small nod. "First time in 50 years! That weather report aligns perfectly with the papaya prophecy," he points both hands at a huge stone with symbols on it and starts reading. "'A shift in current may present a pathway to Atlantis: The Lost City under the sea'!"(Y/N) looked excited, a huge grin on her beak, but Mrs Beakly was less impressed. "This is because some kids made fun of them, isn't it?" She closed the newspaper.

(Y/N), who was feeling guilty about the accident earlier, mumbled a small apology under her breath. "It's alright lass," Scrooge told her, making (Y/N) feel less guilty. Scrooge then turns to a table, where a glove can be seen and starts replying to Beakly. "Nonsense! I'm not the has-been, they are the has-beens, I am an 'am now'" Scrooge tosses some paper and a pen to Mrs Beakly. "Make a list! Four oxygen tanks, two pressure gadgets, a pilot," Launchpad opens the door saying 'I'm a pilot', but it seems like Scrooge doesn't notice him. "A week prevention, an experimental deep sea sub-" Launchpad repeats:" I'm a pilot!" But is again ignored. "And one secretary for an old man who seems to forget: I am NOT his secretary!" Mrs B yells, throwing the pen, causing it to lodge itself deep into the wall.

Launchpad leaves and Scrooge seems a little nervous. "Ehm, so not interested?" He asks, but (Y/N) thinks Scrooge already know the answer. "I have enough excitement caring for Webby! Maybe you should spend some time with YOUR family?" Mrs B suggests sounding and looking extremely angry. "Alright, hang up my spats? Become the old relic everyone thinks I am? Spending yards with those younglings about the man I used to be?" Scrooge says, walking over to the helmet for the suit. "You have avoided them for 10 years!" Mrs B protested. "Because family is nothing but TROUBLE!" Scrooge yells the last word, sounding angry. "I'm Scrooge McDuck!" Scrooge says, slamming on the helmet. "I made my name being tougher than the toughies, smarter than the smarties, and I made my money square!" Scrooge seems to be slowly falling towards the floor, but all Mrs B and (Y/N) do is roll their eyes. "On my own. No nephews nor nieces, no family. No one helped me then and I don't need help now! And-" He is interrupted by his falling over. "Beakley a little help?" Scrooge asks, but even though he asks nicely she just leaves. "Well then alright".

(Y/N) comes over and helps him up and out of the gear, before they leave the room together, and start talking to each other, about themselves.

~Time skip~

Both (Y/N) and Scrooge are walking down one of the many hallways in the mansion when they hear some sounds coming from the garage. "What could be worse than this?!" (Y/N) heard Louie say. Both she and Scrooge stand in the doorway and shout "What in dismal domes is going on in here?!/What in the 9 circles is going on in here?!" All the kids look at them and say "There it is," defeated.

Scrooge and (Y/N) walk towards them. "Why aren't you in your rooms?" Scrooge asks but doesn't get an answer. Instead, a sword comes flying by, and all the kids start screaming, Louie takes Scrooge's wrist and Dewey takes (Y/N)'s. Louie accidentally runs over to where the ghost is, and all of them scream. The ghost begins to laugh at their faces of fear. He then acquires the flying sword and continues to laugh. Then a headless horse appears before them, and Scrooge only looks at it confused. Louie and Scrooge join the others behind a huge gong. "We got this, there are 4 of us and 3 of them. If we-" Huey cuts himself off when he looks outside the gong. "Never mind, they teamed up". Scrooge joins Huey saying, "Ah good! That means only 1 target." He walks over to the monsters. "No! Come back! You're old!" Dewey yells after him.

Scrooge stops in front of the monsters, looking ready to fight. "Oi Beastie! What's it going to take, to scribble you back to the afterlife?" Scrooge asks the ghost. "The head of Scrooge-" The ghost hoists the sword up and his face/skull is caught on fire,"-McDuck!" Scrooge cracks his neck and spins his cane, so the end of it is pointing at the ghost. "Will you settle for his hat?" He asks, before throwing the said item at the ghost, shocking it, and gliding under the headless horse's legs. Scrooge ends up in front of a statue of himself. The ghost throws the sword, but Scrooge manages to dodge it just in time before the sword hits him. Instead, it cut through the statue of himself. Scrooge catches the head, holding it out for the ghost and tossing it over to him. "There's your head," Scrooge says smartly. "I should have been more specific!" The ghost goes into the afterlife. The head drops into the headless horse. "A head. I'm no longer a freak! Thank you!" The horse said, before running out of the garage.

The kids came running and screaming over to Scrooge, with (Y/N) behind them, at a much calmer pace. When Scrooge finally had enough, which was a few seconds later, he slammed his cane into the ground. "We can explain!" Started Louie, walking over and hugging his great-uncle. "We came to look for you in your secret museum, because we, love you?" Louie tells Scrooge, although the ending sounded more like a question. "Secret museum? The is the gar-age!" Scrooge explains pressing a button, which opens the door. "Gar-what?" all the kids say, super confused. Even (Y/N) was slightly confused. "Do you mean garage?" Louie questioned. "No! That's ridiculous. If this is a garage, how can you explain all this amazing stuff?! Like the Garden Hose of Destiny? Or Montezuma's stack of old magazines? Or-Oh, yeah it's a garage" Webby concluded with a nod.

"Unbelievable! I invite you into my home-" Scrooge started, only to get cut off by Louie. "You locked us in a room! " Louie yelled, and pointed at Scrooge, his brothers nod at him." And took our sister," Huey said standing in front of (Y/N), even if it did no amount of sheltering." I gave you marbles! And what do you mean by I took (Y/N)?!" Scrooge yelled out in confusion. "All we wanted was to hang out with you!" Huey exclaimed." Well, now you have and look what kind of mess it got me!" Scrooge yelled. Dewey death glared at Scrooge. "I guess family is nothing but trouble, right Scrooge?" Dewey asked. (Y/N)'s eyes widened, had he heard them talk with Mrs Beakley? Scrooge though was furious.

"Everybody out," Scrooge said in a low firm voice. "But we-" Huey started, only to be cut off. "OUT!" Scrooge yelled and smacked his cane onto the gong behind him. All the kids gasped in fear, which made (Y/N) both curious and confused. "What are you lot gaping at? The curse is only activated when the gong is hit 3 times, and- you've already hit it 2 times haven't ya?" Scrooge asked the kids. The stone on the dragon began to crumble. Under the layer of stone was something that looked exactly like gold. Scrooge began to back up in front of the kids.

When the stone was complete of the dragon and on the ground, (Y/N) let out a snicker. All the other ducks looked at her. "Its eyes are pointed in 2 different directions" (Y/N) said with a huge smile on her face. The others looked at her in disbelief. Even her brothers thought the same thing: 'How is she the oldest?' The dragon shot up and made a hole in the roof. "Pixu the gold-hunting dragon," Webby said, staring at the dragon. "Gold hunting? Sounds great!" came from Louie. "Not when you're Duckburg's single largest owner of gold!" Huey yelled.

Realization hit (Y/N) and Scrooge like a truck. "Ah! Me money bin!" Scrooge yelled out, quickly climbing up some boxing, and pointing his cane at all the kids. "To your-" Scrooge grabbed the tail of the dragon, "ROOMS!!" Louie puts a green sticky note on a vase and when he sees someone in the reflection. He turns around, which causes his siblings to do as well, and sees Webby walking out of the garage. "Where are you going?" Huey asked Webby. Webby turned around with a determined look in her eyes. "I'm gonna go eat a hamburger!"(Y/N) got confused, and looked over at her brothers to see that they had the same look of determination on their faces. "We're in," Dewey said and Huey nodded along. (Y/N) only got more confused. "Cool," Webby got ready to run when she remembered (Y/N) didn't know what she meant. "To be clear I'm gonna go catch the dragon. The hamburger was a metaphor from before-" Webby continued, only to be cut off by (Y/N)."Okay, yeah we get it, but how do we get up there?" she asked, the others began to think, until...

"I'm a pilot!" Another older duck said in excitement. They quickly ran over to the plane. "After that dragon!" (Y/N) yelled, and Launchpad, the older male duck who had introduced himself, followed her orders. They saw Scrooge falling off the dragon and quickly flew after him. Scrooge hit one of the wings of the plane, but couldn't keep holding on. Instead, he fell off the wing and was probably going to hit the water, if (Y/N) had not opened the hatch and let the kids catch him. When Scrooge hit the floor of the plane he said: "I thought I told you to go to your-" only to be cut off by Dewey who also decided to help him up. "No time!" Huey turned to Webby. "Webby how do we stop it?" He asked the expert.

Webby started to speak, "It's a mythical creature, so we need a mythical artefact. Like an oblivion mirror, a medusa gauntlet-" Louie cut her off showing said gauntlet. "Like this?" He asked, but when he got some disapproving glares from Webby and Huey, and two thumbs up from (Y/N), he took off the gauntlet and gave it to Scrooge, who looked at it in confusion, "I was gonna give it back!" They all looked out of the window and saw the dragon breaking the roof of the money bin. "How are we going to get him down there?" Huey seemed to have the answer since he held up the "Garden hose of Destiny". (Y/N) ran up to Launchpad. "Launchpad! Make a nosedive down to the bin and pull up! Make sure to crash after!" (Y/N) ordered him. "Yes ma'am (Y/N), ma'am," Launchpad said. "Any questions?" Dewey asked Scrooge. "Since when is Launchpad a pilot?" Apparently, he didn't listen to him earlier.

The kids held onto the hose and Scrooge went out. "You guys, our family is awesome," Dewey said looking at Scrooge. He grabbed onto the dragon's tail, turning it to stone. But while it was turning it did some weird movements, so Scrooge went flying up in the air. Everyone on the plane gasped in fear. Scrooge fell into the bin, but he survived. He swam up to the top and spit out some money. "He swims in money, I knew it!" Louie yelled. Launchpad turned around. "Family truly is the greatest adventure of- Oh no the ground!" He cut himself off, trying to turn up, but still crashed onto the ground. A few minutes later all the kids, plus (Y/N), sat down on a stone bench, looking up at an angry Scrooge. In the background is Launchpad putting out the flames with the hose.

"In the short time of knowing you, you've wrecked my home and my money bin, unleashed several ancient evils and almost got me killed. Twice!" Scrooge yelled down at the kids making them feel more guilty. "Four times if you count each monster as an individual time" Huey's voice gets quieter at the end, and (Y/N) smacks him, softy, on the back of his head. To their surprise, Scrooge began to laugh. "That was incredible," he said ruffling Webby's hair. "When you dragged me into the plane and said, 'No time'," He pointed at Dewey and then at Webby "and who would have thought of a medusa gauntlet? Brilliant! And when you ordered Launchpad to do the exact thing I thought about," Scrooge gave (Y/N) a side hug. "You kids are nothing but trouble! Curse me kilts have I missed trouble" Scrooge took out his phone. "I suppose I have to teach you lot have to get into trouble correctly."

Dewey looked at him excitedly, "do you mean-"Scrooge dialled someone on his phone and held it to his ear. "Beakley! Clear my schedule. I'm taking the wee ones on a trip". (Y/N) could hear Mrs Beakly on the other end. "About time, and once again I am not your secre-" Scrooge ended the call. "Now let's go find the lost city of Atlantis" Everyone cheered. "And none tell your uncle Donald!" Everybody cheered louder until Launchpad asked. "Who is that?"