Ducktales: Journey To Agartha - Act 5

Chapter 51: New Orleans

Mark was pacing back and forth in his Disney hotel room. Everyone figured it would be fine to rent a few hotel rooms out in Disney considering they are south from Tampa. Plus there would be no way for Heidi to track them down and find their hotel rooms with Disney's top notch security and privacy.

To say homeboy was stressed out would be an understatement. He was seconds away from calling Miss Glamour and telling her the news about everything. He kept one hand one his forehead and the other clutching his phone. His phone was already set to call his mom, all he needed to do now was hit 'call'. "Dude.... Dude this is so stressful.... She's going to kill me... I just know she will!"

Before Ellie could respond, Miss Glamour was the one to call Mark first.

"Shit! Shit shit shit shit!" Mark plopped down on the bed and stared at his phone. "What do I do?! Oh god... I don't think she'll speak to me ever again!"

Ellie thought Mark's question was literal. She pointed to his phone. "You press the answer button. I thought you knew that." She scooted over to him. "Like this." She fucking pressed answer.

Mark shot her a 'why the hell did you just do that' look before looking back down at his phone in horror.

"Markus?"

Mark put the phone on speaker. "Y-yeah. Hey mom. What's up?" He kept the phone down by his lap and his hand had started to shake.

"You know why I am calling." She obviously didn't sound pleased, but her tone was calm. For the moment. "Cancelling the project two days before the end of the month? Offering everyone who invested gift baskets? Are you insane?" Miss Glamour was massaging her temples on the other end. "What is your 'excuse' this time?"

"Mom, I can't go through with the project. I never liked it to begin with and it was stupid to even drag it out this long." There was a pause. Mark was waiting on her to respond but when she didn't he quickly added. "B-but don't worry! I'm already working on something better!" No he wasn't.

"Better? BETTER?!" There it was. Now she was angry. "What's better than mass producing robots?! You are losing investors and MILLIONS of dollars! I know you well enough to know that you don't have anything else planned! You are a fool! Now why did you cancel the project?!"

Mark raised his voice back in defense. "Because I hated it! It was a shit project and it wouldn't have been fair to create robots like that for people! It's fucked up! My investors will fucking get over it like they always do and come back to me in about four months tops!"

Miss Glamour was clutching her phone on the other end so hard that it cracked. "How is it 'fucked up'?! They are things!"

"No they're not! They'll be able to have their own feelings and- and concepts! And opinions! They are just as real as you and me and it wouldn't be right to bring something like that into the public!"

Mark could hear her throw something on the other end.

"This is exactly why you are a disappointment! You let your emotions control everything! I honestly don't even know how you managed to start a business to begin with!" Miss Glamour laughed sadistically. "Wait, yes I do! By scamming and cheating! Your sister became influential in the government through hard work and study! But you?! All you do is goof off with 'evil schemes' and embarrass yourself! This is why I hate you and this is why your sister is my favorite! I never even wanted you! You are nothing but an idiotic cheat who makes me look like an imbecile in the eye of the public! Why do you think you are never in the IT list, Markus?! You are a failure and your company is going to go down, along with your fame! And I am not going to be there to help you!"