The Light of the Moon

Chapter 2:

Scrooge paced Gyro's lab, listening to the unsettling words of his niece over and over again.

'Mama's coming home.'

How? He specifically asked Gyro to make the spear so that it was only operational on gold. There's no gold on the moon. This had to be a trick!

"A-and you're sure it was her, Gyro?" He stuttered, still pacing back and forth. His worries only grew along with his faith. He tired pushing his faith down but there was the proof right in front of him.........his niece was alive.

"Positive." Gyro responded. This news had even struck Gyro as odd and he saw something odd everyday, when you work from the richest duck in the world you see strange things but this, by far, was the strangest.

Even Gyro knew how long Scrooge spent searching for Della. How long he spent awake at night trying to find her. Mr McDuck spent years searching of his niece because he had a 'feeling' she was alive. Even Gyro could see it in his eyes, he could see that Mr McDuck felt she was still alive, he felt her presence.

After years of doubt, not from himself but from others, Scrooge gave up. He fell as a victim to that trap. Gyro should know, after all he was the one to make all of the rockets, with help of others, of course.

"Ok, I've gathered all the information we need to send to Della so she knows what to do." Fenton spoke whilst shuffling papers.

Fenton wasn't an intern at the time of the incident as he was only around twelve years old, however, he did hear of it. It was all over the news across the world!

"Wait wait wait! Information? What in the blazes is he goin' on about?" Scrooge spoke as he froze in his spot.

"Oh it's just instructions on how to rebuild the spear so~" Fenton was cut off by an agitated Scrooge McDuck. "No no no! The last time I tried sending her back she was lost for 10 years!" Scrooge snapped, raising his cane in the air.

"Mr McDuck, with all do respect it's the only way!" Fenton responded sympathetically as he placed the papers neatly on the desk.

Scrooge, once again, paced Gyros lab as he placed his chin in between his thumb and index finger. "No, no, there has to be another way." He spoke sternly, focusing on nothing but the ground below his webbed feet.

Little did they know that right above their heads, four curious ducks hid in the vents, awaiting the plan of attack. "I can't see!" Dewey whispered, pushing past Huey and Louie. "Hey!" Huey and Louie whispered in unison, pushing Dewey back. In response to those actions, Dewey mimicked their actions and pushed his brothers back as Louie and Huey mirrored him and they all pushed each other around. It was as loud as a bowling ball as the triplets tried to force themselves to the front.

Webby sat on the other side, watching the boys bickering at the same time as listening to Gyro, Fenton and Scrooge. 'Idiots' She thought to herself, whilst giving a sigh. It would only be a matter of time before they found out the kids were hiding in the vents and it was up to Webby to make sure that didn't happen. "Guys! Shh!" Webby whispered harshly, immediately getting the boys attention as they froze in their place and stared at the young girl.

"But Webby I can't see anything!" Dewey whispered. Webby just sighed and through her palm to her face. Was this was Donald felt like all the time?

"Dewey just come over here." She sighed moving closer to the vent wall so Dewey could squeeze in next to her instead of behind his brothers. Although, that wasn't the only reason she did it.

"See? Webby's nice." Dewey spoke as he squinted his eyes and his tongue flew out of his mouth towards his brothers who, in response rolled there eyes.

Webby, once again, threw her palm to her face as Dewey came close to her. Was he always this childish? What was she thinking it was Dewey of course he was always like this.

The kids listened with open ears as voices muffled in the room below. "I can't hear anything!" Louie complained which, in response, Webby just death glared him as she snapped, "Well maybe you would be able to hear if you would shut up!" She whispered a little louder than she should've but thankfully, the adults didn't hear a thing, or at least that what they thought.

The triplets' eyes grew as there pupils shrunk. A cold and fearful shiver shot down their spine. They had better do what she says before she kills them because everyone knew full well she was capable of that.

Louie swallowed a lump in his throat as he returned his eyes back to Scrooge and the scientists.

Slowly, the words the adults spoke began to unravel as the kids couldn't believe what they were hearing.

"What are you suggesting Mr McDuck?" Gyro asked as he froze in his spot and shared a concerning look with his intern with Fenton mirroring his action.

A moment of silence struck the room as the kids shared worried looks before returning their gaze back down at their uncle.

Scrooge finally stopped pacing as he adjusted his top hat and stared straight through Gyro's soul.

"I'm going up to the moon and I'm bringing mi niece home."

Sorry this chapter was a little shorter than usual but I couldn't think of anything to write, I've got a bit of writers block but believe it or not, I had the same writers block before I wrote the 11th and 12th chapter of 'The Impossible Case of Amnesia.' So I'll get over it! Anyway I hope you've been enjoining this story and please let me know what you think! If you liked it, please comment and vote! Thanks everyone! Have a great day/night! ^^