DrakePad/Dimeshipping - The story of bullheads and idiots

[scrooge_mcduck108]

Scrooge rubbed his temples. As the first citizen of Duckburg he was obliged to represent their town at the great world exhibition which would be held in St Canard.

What that would cost again. And just when Donald and the children were on holiday. He needed help and one that cost as little as possible.

Lost in thought, he paced up and down the money bin. In his hand he played with his dime, thata helped him to think.

Outside, an aeroplane was flying along in the sky, and suddenly Scrooge had an intuition. It was time to pay his respects to an old friend. Especially as the latter was now residing in St. Canard under dubious circumstances.

He resolutely picked up the phone. Good thing Launchpad had given him the number of this Drake Mallard guy, where he now lived.

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[scrooge_mcduck108]

He had to pull himself together not to roll his eyes when Drake refused to let go of his hand. At least he seemed to appreciate who he had before him.

But when he introduced Magica, he noticed how red the other's cheeks were, how nervous he seemed. Instinctively, he stood protectively in front of her. Not that this young man dared to touch her as well.

What had Launchpad got himself into, rude on the phone, clumsy and staring at his Magica. He gave Launchpad an imploring look.