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Everyone was asleep except Webby.She was too full of excitement about what happened that day. She knew once Scrooge took her, and the boys on adventures that she’d be seeing,and going all sorts of places!But never space!

Webby went downstairs to get something to calm herself down. She needed to go to sleep.No doubt Scrooge had another adventure planned for them the next day.But Webby spotted something outside.

“Hmmmm…..”said Webby,taking a closer look outside.

It was Donald with a backpack.But what was doing?And with a backpack?

“Phhhffftttt!Of course!”said Webby.

It was so obvious!Donald couldn’t sleep either, so he was going on the lookout for rogue Moonlanders who were still loyal to Lunarus!What else could he be doing?

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But Webby was wrong,very wrong.Donald didn’t care about rogue Moonlanders, he didn’t even care if there were rogue Moonlanders.No, he was seeking revenge.Revenge on Scrooge for everything he ever did to him, and nothing was going to stop him.

“Hiya,Donald!”said Webby,appearing out of nowhere.

“Ahhh!Webby!What are you doing here?!”asked Donald.He thought everyone was asleep.

“I saw you outside, knew exactly what you were up to, and decided to join you!”

“What do you mean?”asked Donald.As far as he knew,Webby had a pretty good life.Sheltered,but good.

“You’re looking for rogue Moonlanders who are still loyal to Lunarus, and are going to teach them a lesson!”said Webby.

“Uh-no. I’m actually going to be gone for a while.Please don’t tell anyone,okay?”

“Okay.”

Webby watched Donald leave,wondering where he was going. The only thing she could think of was him looking for rogue Moonlanders.But why would he lie?

“You can’t keep a secret from Webby Vanderquack,Donald Duck!”said Webby,before going after Donald.

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Donald was happy that Webby stayed behind, and agreed to keep his leaving a secret.But he couldn’t help but feel that someone was following him.

‘It better not be Webby.’ thought Donald.

Webby thought he was after rogue Moonlanders, and probably thought he was lying.Or was curious about what he was doing.If it was Webby,then he might have to tell her the truth.Of course she might not believe that considering her weird obsession with Scrooge.

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Webby was confused.If it wasn’t the backpack, it would seem like Donald was just going for a walk.But she was so certain that Donald was up to something.After all,he wasn’t impulsive like Della.

“Maybe I should head back.”Webby said to herself quietly.

But then she remembered the Spear of Selene.What if everyone found out that she knew that Donald had left?Everybody might turn against her like everyone turned against Scrooge.

“I’m going to find out what you’re up to.”said Webby.

But whether or not she could convince Donald to return to the mansion would be an entirely different story.

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Donald made it to the 151st floor of Ducklair Tower.There didn’t seem to be anyone behind him.Perhaps he was just paranoid because of his encounter with Webby.

Donald turned on the flashlight on his phone to see the 151st floor better-only to see Webby right in front of him.

“Webby!Why aren’t you home?!” Donald asked Webby.

“I want to know what you’re up to.Plus,what is this place?”said Webby,beginning to look around.

Donald rolled his eyes, and decided to get what he needed.Perhaps if Donald ignored Webby then he could leave without her knowing.

As Donald was getting his Duck Avenger outfit Webby spotted the giant orb that Uno was in.

“Ooooo…..”said Webby.

Webby wondered what it was.She could tell it wasn’t magic,so that meant it was some sort of  technology.Donald would probably know.

“Hey,Donald!What’s that big orb?”asked Webby.

Donald froze.Webby found Uno.Would Uno wake up?Would Donald be forced to reveal his plans for revenge?

“Donald?”Webby called out once more.She knew that Donald didn’t leave. She would have heard the door open.

“There you are,Donald!”said Webby,finally finding him.

“Wait a minute….”said Webby,noticing the Duck Avenger outfit, and weapons.

“Webby, I can explain-“began Donald,hoping this would be easier than expected.

“Don’t worry, I know what’s going on!”

“You do?And…you’re not upset?”

“Of course not!You’re obviously going to test the family to see if they can handle an unknown enemy!”

“What?”said Donald.That was not what he was expecting.

“Yeah!You disappearing into the night!This costume!These weapons! Let me help!”said Webby 

“No.”said Donald.

“But,why?”asked Webby.

“Because I’m doing this to seek revenge on Scrooge!”

“What do you mean?”asked Webby.

As far as Webby knew Donald was well treated by Scrooge.Maybe someone was forcing him to do this?

Donald suddenly went into a rant about how horribly Scrooge mistreated,whether it was on adventures or not.How horribly other family members mistreated him.How horribly people he knew mistreated him.

“But why Scrooge?”asked Webby after Donald was done with his rant.From what she got from what Donald said, he was mad at a lot of people,not just Scrooge.

“Scrooge hurt a lot of people.Not just me, and he needs to pay for it.He needs to pay for it all.Now go back to the mansion.”said Donald,going to the orb, and kissing it with his hand.

“Oh,okay.”said Webby as Donald left.She didn’t approve of what Donald was doing, but it was clear that she couldn’t stop him.

“Donald?”said a voice behind Webby.

Webby turned around, and noticed that there was a giant head in the orb.

“Um-hi,I’m Webby.”Webby said to the head in the orb in an uncertain voice.

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Fethry didn’t understand.Donald wasn’t in his houseboat.In fact,it looked like he hadn’t been there for a while despite being told he would be there.

“BEAKLEY!” screamed Fethry as he ran out of Donald’s houseboat, and into the mansion.

Mrs.Beakley sighed. She remembered everything that Scrooge had told her about Fethry, and believed that he broke something.But,as opposed to Scrooge,Beakley was more forgiving towards accidents.After all,they couldn’t be helped.That’s why they were called accidents.

“What happened?”Mrs.Beakley asked Fethry.She didn’t want to assume things.

“Where’s Donald?!When was the last time you saw him?!”Fethry asked Beakley.

“The night of the invasion when he went to his houseboat.”

“That’s the last time you saw him, and you didn’t call the police!Or anyone!”

“Fethry,I’m a very busy person.I’m sure other people have seen him.”

“No!No!No!No! He left me a letter! I wanted to ask him about it!”

“Letter?What letter?”said Mrs.Beakley,interested.

“This letter!”said Fethry,taking the letter, and handing it to Mrs.Beakley.

Mrs.Beakley read it.Honestly,she wasn’t surprised.Despite Scrooge saying how important family was to him,it seemed like the only family that was important to him was Della, and the boys, and on rare occasions,Donald.But Mrs.Beakley didn’t think that Donald would be the one to run off in anger.No,she assumed that Donald would beat Scrooge to death if things got too much.Or worse.

“Don’t worry,I’ll deal with it.You go, and relax.”said Mrs.Beakley,gently guiding Fethry to the living room.

“Relax?!How can I relax when Donald’s missing?!”asked Fethry.

“Everything’s going to be fine.You should eat something.”said Mrs.Beakley,picking Fethry up, and placing him on the couch.

“I-I suppose.”

“Good.I’ll make you a sandwich,then see what I can make of this letter.”

“Okay.”

Mrs.Beakley went into the kitchen, and started making a sandwich for Fethry.After giving Fethry his sandwich,she went to the foyer to investigate the letter for clues to see if there were any clues about where Donald might be.

But there weren’t.In fact,it seemed like Donald felt guilty about how he treated Fethry in the past.But why not just apologize to Fethry?Why run off?It didn’t make sense.Mrs.Beakley remembered the psychology class that she had to take in college to become a SHUSH agent.

‘A person’s true motives will always come through.’ Mrs.Beakley remembering her psychology professor said.

Mrs.Beakley looked closer at the letter. It seemed that Donald not going to Fethry not only made him feel guilty, but felt that he was as bad as Scrooge.Donald also felt that he,and Scrooge should be punished for their behavior towards Fethry.But nothing about his motives for leaving.

“Of course not.”said Mrs.Beakley.

Donald was in the Navy, and like all military branches, the Navy was big on secrecy.No doubt Donald learned that in case Fethry showed the letter to anyone.Mrs.Beakley wondered if Fethry found anything else in Donald’s houseboat.

“Fethry,did you find anything else in Donald’s houseboat?”Mrs.Beakley asked Fethry when she entered the living room.

“No.Did you find anything in the letter?”asked Fethry.

“No.But that doesn’t mean there isn’t any evidence in the houseboat that can be found.”said Mrs.Beakley before heading to the houseboat.

But Fethry wasn’t so sure.He already looked in the houseboat.What could Mrs.Beakley find?

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“Donald’s hat.”said Mrs.Beakley.

So,Donald was traveling without his hat.That was something.But Beakley needed something more.Beakley suddenly noticed some torn up paper.Most people would ignored the papers, but Beakley was a former SHUSH agent, and knew that anything could be evidence.So,she grabbed it up, and took Donald’s hat, and tore up paper back to the mansion.

“Did you find anything?”Fethry asked Beakley when he heard her come back into the mansion.

“I found Donald’s hat, and some torn up paper that could be useful.”Beakley answered.

“You found Donald’s hat!And how can torn up paper be useful?!”

“Anything can be evidence.Now,if you’d excuse me.”said Beakley,heading to the dining room.

“Wait! Let me help! I want to help too!”said Fethry.

Mrs.Beakley sighed.She didn’t really want Fethry’s help, but she had a feeling that putting the pieces together would take a while.

“Very well.”

-

Mrs.Beakley,and Fethry were almost done putting the pieces of the paper together when the family returned.

“Don’t worry,lad,you’ll get it next time.”Scrooge reassured Huey about losing to Violet.

“I still say it was rigged!How could Launchpad not know Huey’s name,but know Violet’s!He spends more time with Huey than Violet!”complained Della.

“Granny!We’re back!”Webby called out,hoping Della wouldn't call her a traitor for supporting Violet, and not Huey.

“I’m in the dining room!”Beakley called out.

“Uncle Scrooge!Donald’s missing!And he left me this note!And Mrs.Beakley found his hat, and some pieces of paper in his houseboat!”Fethry told Scrooge as he entered the living room.

“What are you going on about?”Scrooge asked Fethry.

“Here!Look!”said Fethry,handing Scrooge the letter that Donald left him.

Scrooge read the letter.

“What does it say,Uncle Scrooge?”asked Della.

“Nothing important.”said Scrooge.At least it wasn’t important to him.

“Nothing important?!”said Fethry in indignation.

“I’ve finished putting the pieces together!”Mrs.Beakley yelled from the dining room.

“What pieces?”asked Scrooge,following Fethry into the dining room,with Della, and the kids following him.

“The pieces of this paper that I found in Donald’s houseboat. It doesn’t explain where he went, but it does explain his reasoning.”said Beakley,waving her hand over the letter.

Scrooge,Fethry, Della,and the kids read it.

“Why,that ungrateful-!”began Scrooge,smashing the letter with his cane,sending the pieces of the letter flying. “I took him in!Give him jobs!Take him all over the world on adventures!And he blames me for all of his problems!”

“Come on,Scrooge. You know that’s not entirely fair.Donald’s also upset about not being told about me coming back.”Della tried to reassure Scrooge.

“Mom, you yelled at Uncle Donald when you saw him on that deserted island.”Huey pointed out.

“He should have been here when I returned home!”said Della,following Scrooge as he walked out of the dining room.

Fethry didn’t say anything. He didn’t understand why Scrooge,and Della were upset at Donald.Shouldn’t they be remorseful for how they treated Donald?

“Don’t worry,Fethry,children,everything will work out in the end.”Beakley told Fethry, and the kids as she picked up the shattered pieces of paper.

But Fethry didn’t feel like everything would work out in the end, and the boys couldn’t help but blame themselves even though the letter told them not to.Meanwhile,Webby couldn’t help but wonder if she did something to upset Donald.

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Gladstone didn’t know why he decided to enter the fabric store in St.Canard. He wasn’t into sewing,or cross-stitching,or crocheting.But,still,he felt like he should go in.

As Gladstone predicted,there was nothing he wanted in the fabric store.He didn’t know why his luck told him to go into the fabric store.Maybe because he was bored,and the fabric store gave him something to do.Or maybe because Gladstone had his clothes tailored made it was to remember a certain fabric that he might want to try later on.

Gladstone then heard someone in pink arguing over funds.Or at least, the lack of funds in the case for the person in pink.

‘Maybe this was why I came in.’ thought Gladstone.

After all,he had enough money, and it seemed like the person in pink only needed $3.

“Here,I’ll pay for it.”said Gladstone,putting $3 on the checkout counter when he arrived at the checkout.

“Uh-thanks,Gladstone.”said the person before leaving with the fabric store.

Gladstone walked out of the fabric store,happy with his good deed of the day,until he realized that he never told the person in pink his name.In fact, the more he thought about it, the more he realized that the voice sounded familiar.

“Donald?”said Gladstone,quietly.

But why would Donald be in St.Canard?And why would he need all that fabric for?And why did Donald ignore him until he paid for the additional fabric he needed?

‘Maybe it wasn’t Donald.Maybe I’m just imagining things.’ thought Gladstone.

But the fact it could be Donald couldn’t leave Gladstone’s mind.He had to see if it was Donald,or if it was just someone who just looked like him.

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Donald was waiting at the bus stop.He didn’t know how to feel about Gladstone not realizing him.On the one hand,it was a good thing because it meant he hid himself well.But on the other hand,Donald felt like Gladstone’s inability to realize him proved that he was virtually invisible.

“Donald!Donald!Is that you?!”Donald heard Gladstone yell.

“Gladstone?”said Donald,lowering the hood of his hoodie,feeling a bit better.

So,Gladstone did realize him. It was just that Donald was so good at disguising himself that Gladstone wasn’t sure if it was him or not.

“Donald!It is you!Why?!Why are you here?Why do you need all this fabric? Why did you ignore me?”Gladstone asked Donald.

“I have my reasons.”said Donald.Gladstone didn’t need to know.

“What are they?”

“You won’t-“began Donald before stopping.

No,Gladstone would understand.Not to the extent that Donald would like him to, but Scrooge wasn’t just horrible to him.Scrooge was horrible to everyone that didn’t live up to his standards,everyone who emulated him,who praised him.Which was a lot of people, and one of those people was Gladstone.

“I’m tired of being Scrooge’s punching bag.I’m tired of the constant insults.I’m tired of being overlooked in favor of everyone. I’m tired of-everything.”explained Donald.

“You’re not going to do anything drastic,are you?”asked Gladstone,fearing the worst.

“No,no,no.Just-just going to teach Scrooge a lesson.”

“With fabric?”

“Oh,you’ll see.”said Donald as the bus pulled up.

“But,where are you going?”asked Gladstone as Donald pulled the hood of his hoodie back on,and got on the bus.

Donald didn’t say. Donald trusted Gladstone wouldn’t say anything about him getting revenge on Scrooge for the way he treated him.But that was all he trusted Gladstone with.

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“Dr.Gearloose! Dr.Gearloose! Are you okay?”asked Fenton as Gyro began to wake up.

“Huh-what?”said Gyro,trying to remember what happened.

“Are you okay?”Fenton repeated.

“What?Of course I’m okay! Just go tell Mr.McDuck what happened!”Gyro snapped at Fenton.

“Yes,sir,Dr.Gearloose!”said Fenton,running off to tell Scrooge what happened.

Gyro would have done it himself, but he needed to think.He felt like he knew the kind of weapon that was used against him.But that was odd,he only invented useful things, and what use was an oil lamp with sleeping gas in it?

But still,Gyro felt like he knew it.Or at least knew of the person who used it.

‘Think Gyro, think!’ Gyro told himself.

Gyro began pacing back, and forth.Maybe it was an invention that he created when he was younger?After all, he was always an inventor. But sleeping gas?That would be impossible for a child to get.

“Bah! I must still be under the effects of the sleeping gas!”said Gyro,deciding to put it back in his mind.

But,still,Gyro still couldn’t feel like he had a connection to the lamp, and the sleeping gas.

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Donald had just returned to the Cabana.He couldn’t help but wonder if Gyro remembered the oil lamp, and sleeping gas.Or suspected it. He was the one who invented the oil lamp,after all.He was who invented all of Diabolical Duck, and Duck Avenger’s weapons.

Of course,Gyro had invented a lot of things since the Duck Avenger had retired, so it’s possible that he may have forgotten.But,then again,Gyro was incredibly smart.So,it was hard to say.

“I should be careful around Gyro.”Donald told Ari.

Ari simply chirped.He trusted Donald.

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Dugan was excited,in a way. He couldn’t wait to meet his older cousins, find out more about his missing Unca Donald,and see his Unca Fethry again.Which was Dugan was packing his suitcase.Sure,he didn’t ask permission, but Dugan was certain that Unca Abner would say yes when he saw that he already packed his suitcase.

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Unfortunately,that wasn’t the case.

“Dugan,no.”said Abner when he saw Dugan.

Dugan didn’t listen, and simply went into the car. He wanted to meet his older cousins,learn more about his missing Unca Donald, and see his Unca Fethry again!And nothing was going to stop him!

“Dugan, I said no.”said Abner,looking into the backseat of the car.

“You said that Unca Donald was missing!You might need me!And I want to meet my new cousins, and see Unca Ferthy!”said Dugan.

Abner sighed.Dugan was being stubborn.But he wasn’t going to take Dugan with him.Fethry was staying with Scrooge, and if he knew Scrooge(and unfortunately he did),Scrooge would care more going on adventures then finding Donald.Besides ,Abner didn’t want to expose Dugan to Scrooge.

And neither did Donna.

“Dugan,don’t you want to stay here, and help me around the house?”asked Donna.

“No! I want to help find my Unca Donald!”said Dugan.

“Well,you’re not going.”said Abner.

“But-“began Dugan,not believing that his Unca Abner wasn’t giving in to him.

“I said no.It’s going too dangerous, and besides,there are some things that you shouldn’t be exposed to.”said Abner,opening the backseat to get Dugan out of it.

“I can handle it!”argued Dugan.

 He didn’t know what the big deal was.If he  survived the jungle then he could survive the search for his Unca Donald will throw at them.

“I said no.” said Abner in the stern voice that every parent used when they wanted to make sure their children that their minds were made up, and nothing was going to change it.

“Okay.”said Dugan,getting out of the car,accepting defeat.

“Abner,did you have to use that voice towards Dugan?”Donna asked Abner when he got into the car.

“You knew that he was being stubborn.Besides,do you really want him to expose to Scrooge?”said Abner.

“I suppose you’re right.”

“Don’t worry,I’m sure Dugan will get over it in a few days.I’ll be calling everyday.”

“Okay.Dugan,do you want to say goodbye to Unca Abner?”Donna asked Dugan.

Dugan shook his head.

“Okay,then.’Bye,Donna.’Dugan.Love you both.”said Abner.

“Love you too.”said Donna,kissing Abner on the cheek before he drove off.

Donna looked at Dugan,who looked upset at being left behind.

“Dugan, I know you’re upset, but it’s really for the best.”Donna told Dugan.

Dugan didn’t say anything.Yes, he was upset, but he was also confused. He had overheard Unca Abner mention someone named Scrooge.Who was Scrooge?And why didn’t Unca Abner, and Aunt Donna want him to be exposed to Scrooge?

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Donald couldn’t believe it.Dewey was being kidnapped by a rooster with a steel beak.Where he was taking him,Donald didn’t know, but he wasn’t going to let the rooster take him there.

“YOU!Aren't you the fiend that broke into the Money Bin?”Launchpad asked Donald as he jumped onto the boat that he was driving.

“No time!Watch out!”yelled Donald,jumping out of the way, and using his shield as a waterski to get closer to the boat that Dewey was on.

“That is so awesome!”yelled Dewey in excitement.

Donald was certain that Dewey was talking about Launchpad, and not him. Dewey was always the one of his nephews who made fun of him the most.But that didn’t mean he couldn’t save Dewey.Donald jumped onto the boat that Dewey was on, and blocked the rooster’s attacks with his shield.It made him feel cowardly to use his shield as a cover,but Donald had a feeling that the rooster wasn’t one to play clean.

And Donald was right,the rooster realized that he couldn’t get past the shield, and decided to try to remove it from Donald.Unfortunately for the rooster,Donald had already grabbed Dewey, and was leaving.

“Get back here!”screamed the rooster,angry that his captive was taken away from him.

Meanwhile,Launchpad was concerned.Dewey was no longer in the clutches of Steelbeak, but he was now in the clutches of the rogue who broke into Mr.McDee’s Money Bin.What did that fiend want with Dewey?Was he going to hold Dewey hostage?

No.The rogue gave Dewey to Launchpad.

“You’re returning Dewey?”said Launchpad,shocked.

“Yes. I’m only after Scrooge,not the children.Now take Dewey to safety.”said Donald,not surprised by Launchpad’s shock.

“Of course.”said Launchpad,turning the boat around back to Funso’s.

Donald flew off before the rooster could get him.Landing on the bridge,Donald watched Launchpad sail the boat back to Funso’s.At least,that’s what it seemed.

Donald noticed a black helicopter arriving as the rooster crashed into the bay.There was something suspicious about it.Donald wondered if he should get involved.Donald decided against it, and went back to the Cabana.

Donald trusted Launchpad. He didn’t really have any bad memories of him.Just Launchpad making mistakes.