Ducktales: Journey to Agartha - Act 3

Chapter 4: Justice Jammies

Laying on his Gucci heated water bed, Glomgold tossed and turned. He was snuggling with his pink crab stuffed animal that matched his pajamas. His shirt was pink with glittered lettering that said "Crabby In The Morning" and had a little pocket to his toy. And you can't forget the matching cartoon crab pajama shorts. Ellie had picked the outfit out for him at Justice so he would stop wearing her pajamas. He would've preferred plaid but whatever I guess. At least he got a stuffed animal that he could chew on when he was bored.

The high tech grandfather clock ticked slowly and it was getting on his fucking nerves. His beard twitched with each tik and tok. Enough was enough. "OI! TIK TOK TIK TOK! THAT'S WHAT YOU SOUND LIKE! SHUT THE FUCK UP!" He threw Crabby, that's what he named his toy, at the clock and when nothing happened he crawled over and pushed it over before stomping on it and then teething on it. He didn't stop until the noise ceaser. "YESSSS! DIEEEEE, CLOCK, DIEEEE! JUST LIKE SCROOOOGIE!"

The room was silent.

"...Oh, I see... " Glomgold picked his nose before eating the booger. "Wot do I do now?"

That was a good question indeed. If he couldn't sleep the only option he had was to break into Mark and Ellie's bedroom again. Yes, again.

They put a child lock on it but nothing worked so they eventually just gave up. Glomgold always either ate or gnawed his way through whatever barrier was in his way. One night he smashed through the window.

"Oi. Let's go, Crabby." Grabbing the pink stuffed animal crab he deemed as female, he stuffed it in his pajama pouch (that made him look like a kangaroo) and cockroach crawled down the mansion hallway. He never memorized which room was theirs so checking every room took him about an hour. It should've been obvious because Mark always left a hoverboard outside the room so he didn't have to walk to the kitchen but Glomgold was too stupid to notice that.

After 20 minutes of roaming around the mansion, Glomgold finally found their room again. He opened the door a little too loud, without any consideration that people were sleeping.

After Mark And Ellie's fight over the weekend, they had been more romantic than ever, bonding over their hatred for one another, and it grossed the hell out of Glomgold. They were currently sleeping in one another's arms.

Glomgold gagged.

Moving on. Mark had set up a dog crate in the corner for Glomgold so he would stop jumping in their bed. It had more stuffed animals, your common Petsmart 20 dollar dog bed bed, a blanket from Duckmart, and even a water bowl.

Glomgold nodded to himself, being content with his part-time bed, and scuttled over to the crate. He licked some water from the bowl before turning around about 5 times to get comfortable. He finally laid down, snuggling up to his crab toy and other array of stuffed animals that were partially chewed. "Mmmm, goodnight, Crabby." Glomgold whispered, making sure to stick his thumb in his mouth for that extra comfort.

After about, like, 30 seconds he heard soft crying from the other side of the room. "WOT?! OI! SHUT THE FUCK UP! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP HERE!" He threw Crabby at Mark and Ellie to try to shut them up. It took him a minute but he realized that he couldn't sleep without crabby now so he would have to crawl onto their bed anyways and retrieve it.

On all fours, in the pitch black dark, Glomgold crawled over to the bed. And yes, he did bump into many things along the way and broke some of Mark's tech but he gave no shits. When he felt the bed, he crawled up the side like a roach, being able to attach himself to it at a 90 degree angle. He scampered across the bed, feeling around for the sparkly pink crab with cute eyelashes.

When he finally retrieved his prized possession the crying grew louder. "I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP!" As if he didn't learn his lesson the first time, Glomgold threw the crab plush again, hitting Ellie right in the face. Good shot considering he was aiming in the dark.