Duckshots!

Lovable Idoits! (Beagle Boys & Reader)

2017 Ducktales
Beagle Boys & Reader
Gender Neutral!Reader
Criminal!Reader

A/N: This is a little different style for me. I enjoyed writing these guys. Enjoy!

Big Time was a big idiot. We had been talking about this heist for weeks and here I was in my Sunday best and he had failed to mention that we were going to hit the policeman charity event. To be fair, I should've wondered why he came to me and not Ma.  However, now I was under the impression he had and she had told him no. This would not end well. Especially if we failed. 

"No, we aren't calling it off. It's not like they brought their guns with them. I'm just saying I would appreciate a little warning next time," I mumbled into my communicator.

It that was hidden in my watch. I had been fiddling with my hair and collar a lot to speak into it. I was waiting in line to hand my invitation to the security guard.

"Good cause we're in." Big Time informed me.

They must've be in the underground parking area as planned. I had nothing better to do at the moment but to take in my surroundings. Several police cars were parked outside of the building with their lights running like they were putting on a show. Balloons and streamers dotted the place like a child's birthday party. Tacky.

"Looks like we hit the jackpot too because there are tons of crates and all of them are labeled McDuck!" Big Time said a few minutes later. They had most likely walking into the back of the museum by now.

I put my hand to my face and tried to make it look natural. "Don't touch anything of his! Half of its magic, the other half's world ending."

"Yes ma'," Big Time mocked.

I was next in line. I stepped up and handed the security guard my invitation. They let me in without a second glance. No one would've thought the Beagle Boys would've worked with an outsider. Which technically I wasn't but the world wasn't ready for that.

The museum was decorated nicely and the people were dressed up in clothes so expensive I couldn't pronounce them.

(How nice of them to wear their finest jewelry for me.) I got distracted when I spotted something chocolate looking on the banquet table and started to stuffed my mouth.

"In position?" Big Time asked.

"Oh right yeah on my way," I said with a mouthful of food.

"Are you snacking on the clock?"

"Oh get me something please. I'm hungry!" Bouncer spoke up for the first time. Bugger hummed in agreement.

"Ignore them. Just get in position," Big Time growled.

I rolled my eyes at their antics. I stuck some of the candy in my bag for them and warped some of the cakes in a napkin. Then I headed towards the back of the gallery. There were several expensive exhibits in the middle I dodged around and walked towards the paintings.

"Alright, I'm here." I mumbled into my watch, fixing my hair and pretending to admire a painting. Reds grey and splash of purple that shouldn't have gone well together but did.

"A fine eye. Will you bid on the piece?" a man asked as he approached me. 

"Haven't decided." He was handsome but my eyes were more glued to his diamond cufflinks. He placed a hand on my back and turned me towards the image.

"The artist was experimenting with a different color palette and colors that should have clashed and made something beautiful."

"You've sold me." I turned to him and shook his hand. As he slipped his hand away I unhooked his cufflinks. He dismissed himself as the auction began and I took a step towards the door a few steps away from the painting.

I slipped into it and made my way to the panel on the wall.

"Lights," I hit a switch and the lights dimmed, "camera," I turned a key and power cut off and raised my watch to my mouth, "action."

"It's go time." I heard Big Time laugh.

"Ladies and gentleman can I have your attention as well as your pocketbooks!" Big Time announced.

I bolted to my next spot in the plan which took me back to the warehouse part of the museum. They were right. McDuck's stuff was everywhere. I checked the time. I had two minutes so I quickly grabbed a clipboard that had everything the Scottish billionaire donated and found something that seemed safe to handle. Not that the goodie two shoes would let anything too dangerous out in the public but it didn't hurt to be too careful. I pocketed a green jewel the size of a fist and ran toward the escape car which was in an underground parking garage.

"_____? Where are ya?" Bouncer asked over the coms.

"Here. Y'all are early." I slung the door open and cranked up the van. I looked over my shoulder at Big Time and Bouncer. "All present and accounted for?"

"Yep," Burger nodded getting in the passage side door.

"Let's roll." I put the car in drive.

I peeled out of the place smashing through the gate. We emerged just outside of all the parked police cars. People were screaming and running down the streets. We had picked a good cover because no one messed with us. We blended into the mass of  media already covering the event.

"See what I tell ya? Painting the van like a news crew was a great cover!" Big Time bragged.

"Wasn't that Burgers idea?" It wasn't but I glanced at Burger, who was laughing.

"You know it wasn't!" Big Time whined.

"You know I'm messing with you. Here I got something for ya but you got to share." I shook my bag in the air and one of them grabbed it.

They started fighting over who got what. Their shouting didn't stop until we hit the junkyard. We stepped out of the van and Ma was sporting a disappointed look and was tapping her foot.

"Why in the world did you let my boys pull you into something stupid like that?!" She yelled. She turned to me . "What if you got caught? We would've lost our secret weapon."

"But I didn't." She growled and wacked Big Time with her purse. "Didn't I tell you not to do this? You're going in time out."

Ma drug Big Time off leaving me with Burger and Bouncer.

"I'll go talk to her." I walked up to her trailer and knocked. There was a shout and I walked in. "I come bearing gifts."

"What is it?" Ma was using Big Time as foot rest as she watched tv.

"From Scrooge McDuck's personal collection." I handed her the green gem.

"You really are the best one of my children," she smiled.

"Can Big Time come out to play now?" I batted my eyelashes.

"Oh all right but he better not disobey me again or ya both get it." She called as we ran out of the trailer.

"No promises." I called back but there was no way she could hear me. "Next time tell me we're going against Ma's wishes or she really will paint our back porch red."

"Sorry, for get you in trouble but thanks for helping." I just nodded and we made our way back to the van. "So how much we get away with?"

Bouncer poured out a bag on the van floor and we started shifting through the spoils. I noticed a rolled up piece of canvas that had been cut out of a frame. I unrolled it and it was the same painting I had been looking at earlier.

"You said you like it." Bouncer blushed gathering his loot in a bag and heading to where dinner was set up. Burger, who had hummed in agreement, was hot on his tail.

"Nearly cost us the whole job." Big Time took his share and jumped out of the van, "but they insisted."

"Thank you Big Time!" I shouted. This was definitely getting hung up in my room when I got home.

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