Solving Mysteries and Rewriting History! (DuckTales Reader Insert)

Woo-oo Pt 2

Huh. Just this morning, you were bored out of your mind. And now, you, your little sis, and new friends are now on the way to ATLANTIS with Launchpad and Scrooge McDuck. Oh how the tables have turned. You look up at the roof and can't help but wonder if your dad had any adventures like this. You'll have to ask him when you get back.

Your thought process was halted as Huey just popped up from the seat next to you, shouting about travel bingo. "I love road trips! I've got snacks, (Y/n) helped me make a playlist of traditional sea shanties, matching family road trip shirts!" He said excitedly. Scrooge raised an eyebrow at both you knowing enough about shanties to help make a playlist, and that you are currently wearing one of the road trip shirts. You give a smile and a shrug. "He just got so excited.";Scrooge replies to Huey. "I appreciate the enthusiasm, but there's no time." "But according to the travel itinerary-" Dewey leans over from the seat behind us and tears up the itinerary, booing all the while. Huey gives an unamused look, while you raise an eyebrow at the blue clad triplet's behavior. "Adventure isn't about planning, it's about doing!" He walks up to the front of the sub. "So what can I be in charge of? The buzz saw?" Dewey presses a random button, and Scrooge quickly presses it again. "No!" "Sonic cannons?" He pulls a lever that sets off an alar, and Scrooge is quick to turn it off. "No!" "Hyper-dense zero-point energy missiles to pierce the scaly hide of a Kraken?!" Well, that escalated quickly. Scrooge blocks the control panel before Dewey makes us crash into an underwater cliff or something. "None of those things are real things. This is your first expedition,so just stand back and watch an old pro. From a safe distance." Dewey raises an eyebrow. "So what is this submarine equipped with?" Not even a moment later, Dewey is securely fastened to his seat while Scrooge walks away chuckling. "Classic Scrooge-Dewey banter, the seasoned but tired explorer passing the torch to his cocky young successor."

You look over at him. "I'm pretty sure he doesn't know any of our names" "I'm sorry what?" " Youthink he called me Herbert once." Huey adds, now standing up to look over his seat at Scrooge. Dewey has a look of disbelief on his face. "Don't be ridiculous. Hey Scrooge? When are we gonna set sail Scrooge?" Scrooge responds with a "In a moment, Sonny Jim.", without looking up from the map. This clearly puts Dewey in a bad mood, as when Huey holds up another shirt, Dewey threatens to cram it down his throat. Louie walks over to us while Webby makes herself comfortable in the seat behind me. "Guys, lighten up! We're on a deep sea expedition! With Scrooge McDuck! And the daughter/son/child of a one of the bravest adventures of all time!" Realizing that Louie was talking about me, you blushed a bright pink. Scrooge says "Mr. McQuack, chart a course.", as he walks by. And no surprise, Webby is back in fangirl mode. "Next stop: the lost city of Atlantis!" The submarine is briefly filled with excited cheering. "In about sixteen hours!" The cheering stops as we all come to the realization that we're gonna be here for a while. Huey did hit play on our playlist, though. And what happened during those next few hours is beyond me, as you were asleep for most of the trip. You would find out from Dewey later, that while you were sleeping, Huey curled up into your side.

Youdo remember our sub being attacked by a kraken and what you think were mermen, a sea creature that for some reason, could control whirlpools, and all of us lying on the floor regretting our choices. Scrooge sits up and walks away with a huff. "You kids will be the death of me." This comment makes Dewey perk up real quick. "Dewey! Dewey will be the death of you!" When Huey asks if we can make a pit stop, Launchpad points out an unmarked tanker that might have a bathroom. I'm not sure which was more illegal.

After that was dealt with, the five of us fell asleep again. When we woke up, we arrived at the city of Atlantis. We ran to the window to get a better look while Scrooge grumbles in the background. You couldn't help but gawk in amazement. "It's beautiful." "The whole place is upside down!" Huey adds. "Well, that's a new one." Scrooge responds. Amazingly, Launchpad doesn't make us crash, and we tether the sub to a piece of stone attached to the floor. Scrooge stops to look at a wall full of ancient lettering. "Ah-ha! Well, according to these markings, the Atlantines were so eager to build an epic city of wonders and death traps, they didn't stop to figure out a proper support structure, and the whole thing fell into the sea! You kids best stay by the sub while I scout ahead." Huey spoke up. "Dewey ran in as soon as you said 'death traps'." From somewhere inside Dewey calls for us to follow him. Scrooge goes first. You follow, and help Huey, Louie and Webby climb over. You stop walking though, when You heard something that sounded like yelling. Webby noticed your sudden stop. "(Y/n) , you ok?" You quickly responded. "Yeah, just thought You heard yelling. Something about a quilt?" Webby lets out a mock gasp. "Atlantean ghosts!" You chuckle and nudge her shoulder with mine. Soon, we catch up to Dewey,who was thankfully still in one piece. Dewey points upwards, and we see buzz saws that are still somehow in working order. "Stupid upside down temple. Nothing cool about walking under buzz saws!" And then snakes fall from the ceiling. We manage to run away. Scrooge stretches and bones crack. "Maybe Atlantis was an ambitious first outing." Launchpad slide over the rock, covered with snakes and looking like he has seen better days. Huey walks over to him. "Launchpad? Are you ok?" Launchpad responds with slurred speech and seemingly falls asleep. When Huey taps him, Launchpad yells "Hi! Nice to meet you! I'm everybody's friend!" and falls on top of Huey, who lets out a yell. While Louie, Webby and you tend to those two, Scrooge and Dewey move on ahead. When we catch up, something apparently happened to a bridge. Scrooge tells us to find another way around.

While we made our way through a tunnel that looked promising, Huey asks "(Y/n)?" You hum to show that you're listening. "Can I ask you something?" "Shoot." "What did Uncle Scrooge mean when he said you 'mastered your hammerspace'?" You can tell this has caught Louie's and Webby's attention. You smile and look them. "Well you guys can already use your hammerspaces, right?" You get nods of confirmation. "Well, you can concentrate your hammerspace into different areas like hat or a pocket or in my case, a backpack." You take off your backpack, reach in, and pull out a baseball bat that looked like it would be too long to fit inside. "It can be difficult, because a hammerspace is so large. But it can be done, as long as you have patience, determination, and skill. Dad was really surprised when he saw me master mine! I pulled a bicycle out from this bag. That's what it means anyway." You were met with three looks of awe and one who looked like he was seeing into a different dimension. When we emerge, three figures attack us. You are grateful you chose to pull out your bat.

Webby uses her small size and speed to overwhelm a lady in what you think is a wetsuit with a knife, while Launchpad drunkenly stumbles onto a wolf. Louie allows a coyote to follow him, only for Huey to pull a shirt over the enemy, trapping his arms inside. You run over with your bat and hit the coyote in the back so that he falls over. You notice a familiar face. "Donald?" He recognizes you. "Oh, hi (Y/n). You've gotten tall."

When all three are down, Scrooge notices that Glomgold is nowhere to be found. Turns out Glomgold was going to blow up the city with everyone inside. We all made it to the sub in time, and Launchpad got us all out.

When we pull back into the bay, Scrooge proved he had the real jewel. And you saw someone far more important in the crowd. You run over to him. "Hi Dad!" Scrooge walked over to him "She/He/They handled herself/himself/themself perfectly, Gus." Your dad smiles down at you, while Scrooge goes to join his family. "I knew you could. That's why I wanted to give you these." He hands over a pair of goggles with (f/c) lenses and a leather bound journal. "I carried these around with me all the time when I was your age." You look up at him excitedly. "Does that I mean I can-?" "Find a way to fill out those pages, (n/n)." Your father looks on with a smile as you let out a whoop and go join your friends. This was going to be the start of something incredible, you could tell.