Scrooge and the quadruplets enter the Museum, all dressed up. Scrooge and the boys wore black suits and bowties, the boys' ties being color-coded, while Rebecca wore a long purple dress with white gloves, and had her hair styled up nicely in curls. She was surprised that Uncle Scrooge had gotten such nice outfits for the guys, given the price of suits nowadays. Though, her dress was a bit less surprising, given Beakley no doubt twisted his arm, both metaphorically and possibly literally, into getting her a nice dress so she at least looks nice. Then again, he did spend a bit more on her already, so maybe there wasn't that much arm twisting.
"So, why are we at the gala for the Flintheart Glomgold wing of the natural history museum?"
"Ugh, yeah! And look at this tacky setup! Somebody is trying way too hard." Dewey says, before switching to a fancy tone to speak to a server. "I'll have a virgin peach julep in your fanciest glass, thank you!"
Rebecca facepalms at Dewey pestering the server, the smack half-echoing through the venue. The server just sighs as they walk away.
"All these trinkets are just from times Glomgold lost to you! A pebble from the lost city of El Dorado, a singed kilt from that fire pit in Krakatoa-" Louie says.
"And this, 'Glomasaurus-Rex' is clearly just a bunch of random parts stuck together, honestly, how could you know it wore a crown?" Huey questions.
"It's Glomgold, best not question him." Rebecca says.
"So, what are we doing here anyway?" Dewey questions.
"As upstanding citizens of note, it's our responsibility ta support Duckburg's cultural institutions." Scrooge says as they get to the buffet table. "And, these cocktail weenies are on Glomgold's dollar." He adds as he starts to put hor d'oeuvres in some plastic baggies he brought.
"Aren't you rich? Why do you need free food?" Louie asks.
"Ae didn't get rich by wasting money, Ae got rich by besting my enemies! Stock up kids!" Scrooge says as he starts eating and taking food from the buffet with the quadruplets.
"Ugh, these custom suits are the worst! I'm gettin' a rash!" Louie complains
"Nyuh, nope that's the plastic lining! Saves on dry cleaning, and yew lose less dip." Scrooge says as he pours some dip into Louie's inner pocket, then more in one of his own.
"Ew..." Rebecca says, given the plastic itself is probably covered in germs. Though, she does use the small purse she brought to store the baggies, primarily of desserts.
"It's not the cut of the suit, it's how you wear it! Take my playfully loose bow tie! Is he coming? Is he going? Did he party so hard it just flew open?" Dewey says as Louie and Rebecca roll eyes at him.
Then, as Scrooge is about to place a bag of food in his pocket, he drops it when he catches sight of a blonde-haired, green-eyed woman in a golden dress at the top of the stair, to which he gasps, to which the boys rush over to him.
"What is it? A cursed villain?!" Louie asks.
"A villainous curse?" Dewey asks.
"A...! Umm..." Huey sighs. "Man, I hate going third!"
"Worse... it's my... ex!" Scrooge says.
"Your ex?! As in, ex-girlfriend?!" Huey asks.
"Ex-partner, ex-rival, ex-everything."
"Oh, Goldie O'Gilt." Rebecca says as she shows up.
"Wait, you know her too?" Huey asks.
"Of course. Her and Scrooge go way back. I studied him with Webby, after all." She shrugs.
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DuckTales: Mysteries of the Past
FanfictionAfter a particularly boring day at the Bin, Scrooge finds himself looking after three pre-teen boys who happen to be his nephews. Great, just what he needed. As if having two hyper-active girls in his manor wasn't bad enough already, three boys just...
