Charlotte has been living with Donald and the triplets a few months after being saved from the streets and has remained in the same spot since her arrival: the couch/kitchen table. She's lied there for months, curled up in a ball and not saying a word to everyone else. Donald and the triplets have tried everything to get her to hang out with Huey, Dewey, and Louie, to get her to talk to them, even if it was for a little bit. Nothing changed. They soon figured out that no matter what they do, Charlotte won't budge. So, they decided to leave her be, talking to her every once and a while and keeping her company, fully accepting that Charlotte won't talk to them until she is ready. That is, until they arrived at McDuck Manor. *Book 1 of 3 *Scrooge McDuck becomes a father figure in this book *This is a work of fiction. This is not canon *Book cover is by me. Do not steal! *I don't own anything except for Charlotte

Even though it has some lemons doesn't mean I'm gonna do a lot more of it and this is a Ducktales fanfiction about the reader that has married the duck of her dreams 'mr Scrooge McDuck' you'll see more through the whole thing goodbye everyone hope you all injoy

some cringe ass story I wrote when I was younger **I'm not touching this thing with a ten-foot pole** **I'm done with this work**