In an alternate universe, we are shown the two known as Cherry and Atticus as they were in a boat house with the one called Donald Duck as he was watching over his sister's sons: Huey, Dewey, and Louie. It had gotten out of control lately though because they had become more of a handful than he anticipated when he won custody of them before his sister mysteriously disappeared like Cherry and Atticus's parents who were both orphaned and had tried to find their parents and where they were now, but Cherry had given up all hope on that while Atticus stayed determined as always. But until they would find their parents, they would be staying with Donald and his nephews and where with the triplets being as a handful as they were Donald would need their help.

"Come on, hold still, Uncle Donald!" Louie told his uncle as he rode on his back.

"Good morning, Uncle Donald." Huey smiled as he cooked breakfast.

Louie soon got his uncle out of the uniform he was in. Cherry sighed as she stared out the window while the boys helped Donald get ready for his job interview.

"Huey, please step away from the oven." Atticus begged.

"But I'm making breakfast for Uncle Donald!" Huey smiled as he went back to cooking.

"Louie, what are you doing to your uncle's uniform?!" Atticus panicked.

"Getting it all cleaned up." Louie smiled as he wore a suit with a tie in his one hand.

"This place is going to be the death of me..." Cherry groaned out of stress with living with three little boys.

One of the sleeves to Donald's usual uniform soon got caught on fire on the oven which panicked both Atticus and Donald.

"You gotta dress for the job you want, not the job you have, which is no job." Louie told his uncle.

"Wah! Huey, don't touch the stove, it's hot!" Donald cried out before getting slapped by his uniform's sleeve.

"But it's a big day, and a big day calls for a big breakfast!" Huey smiled as he handed a plate with a fish on it with a sunny side up egg on it with ketchup written in the plate saying 'WE BELIEVE IN YOU, UNCLE DONALD'.

"We've got no time for this," Atticus said before bringing out Donald's cell phone. "We better find out what's taking that babysitter so long."

"You're right," Donald agreed as he took the phone and called the babysitter. "Where are you?!"

Cherry glared at Huey and Louie as they had life vests on and seemed to smirk innocently about their babysitter.

'You sent me a new address.' The babysitter told him.

"What?" Donald replied. "I didn't give you a new address."

Atticus glared at Huey and Louie as he had a feeling they had something to do with this with help from Dewey who didn't seem to be anywhere in the kitchen.

"Well, what time can you get here?" Donald asked the babysitter.

'I don't know...' The babysitter wearily replied.

"Where's your brother?" Cherry asked Huey and Louie.

"I don't know." Louie shrugged.

"Crazy old bird..." Donald muttered as he hung up on the babysitter. "Where can I find another babysitter at 10:00?... 10:00?!" He then panicked at the time.

"Quick, you have to go now!" Atticus told him.

Louie shut up the iron board and Huey threw on Donald's suit while Cherry shoved him out the door.

"Whoa!" Donald said to them. "I can't just leave you."

"Don't worry, me and Cherry can watch over the boys." Atticus said.

"We can survive for a couple of hours!" Louie added.

"A couple of hours..." Donald muttered. "Uh well, okay. But just keep those life vests on! Cherry, Atticus, you guys are in charge."

"You got it." Atticus said before they heard the boat starting up.

"Where's Dewey?" Donald narrowed his eyes.

"Sleeping?/Who's Dewey?" Louie and Huey replied innocently.

Louie looked to Huey to his stupid reply and where both Donald and Atticus went to where they thought Dewey was.

"Who's Dewey?" Louie scoffed.

"All right, boys; we'll get to Cape Suzette and back before anyone realizes we're gone," Dewey smirked as he hot wired the boat before he saw Donald and Atticus there. "So long, Dorkburg! Hello-Uncle Donald and Atticus? Wh-What's up?"

"Unbelievable." Atticus groaned.

"I can't leave you boys alone for one minute!" Donald scolded as he decided to take the triplets with him to his job interview.

"Okay, bye, Donald, we'll wait for you here." Cherry said innocently.

"Oh, no, you don't, you two are coming with." Donald said.

Cherry and Atticus groaned to each other slightly as they joined the triplets in the car.


"You were supposed to get him out by 10:00, Hubert!" Dewey whispered sharply.

"You were supposed to signal before you started the boat, Dewford!" Huey retorted.

"We never get to do anything!" Louie complained.

"Boys, if we want to keep our home afloat, we've all got to do things we don't want to do," Donald told the kids. "That goes for you too, Cherry and Atticus. When your parents come back-"

"They're not coming back." Cherry muttered.

"Yes, they are." Atticus said.

"They abandoned us and they're never going to come back for us!" Cherry glared.

"Cherry..." Atticus cringed.

"They're never coming back," Cherry glared. "If they were gonna come back for us, they would've been back by now, and why would they even give us up in the first place?!"

"I'm not sure, but I'm sure they had a reason." Atticus said.

"Whatever, if you wanna believe in fairy tales, that's fine by me." Cherry looked away from him.

Atticus simply sighed as his best friend and sister figure was still not believing that their parents would come back.

'Destination: McDuck Manor.' The car told Donald as it set the GPS.

"McDuck Manor?" Huey asked his uncle. "As in Scrooge McDuck?!"

"The bajillionaire?!" Dewey added.

"You're finally gonna sell us." Louie smiled.

"I'm not gonna sell-" Donald said before sighing. "He owes me..."

"Even though he calls your uncle a dead beat." Cherry said.

"Cherry!" Donald called out which just made the girl smirk.

"Well, he does." The perky goth smirked.

The nephews were very excited about meeting Scrooge McDuck.

"I heard he's so epic he defeated a rock giant and carved a statue of himself out of its legs!" Dewey smiled.

"I heard he found Bigfoot, turns out it was just a shaved bear." Huey added.

"I heard that he's so rich he only hunts for treasure to swim in it!" Louie smiled before turning up Donald's radio.

"All right, take it down a notch," Donald told his nephews. "It's only a couple of hours."

"A couple of hours with Scrooge McDuck." Atticus said.

Donald sighed and shook his head as he drove them to Scrooge's mansion.


A limo seemed to stop behind them as they took a long while until they were finally at the richest duck in the world's home.

"Uh, Donald...?" Atticus spoke up.

"Mrs. B, open up!" Donald pressed the call button. "I need to get out of here before-"

There was then honking heard behind them.

"He shows up..." Donald finished with a groan.

"And Scrooge calls him a deadbeat in 3, 2, 1." Cherry smirked.

"Hey! Jettison that jalopy from my driveway this instant, ya deadbeat!" Scrooge glared which made Cherry laugh.

The two ducks soon came to meet each other while everyone else watched from the backseat.

"Donald Duck." Scrooge narrowed his eyes.

"Uncle Scrooge." Donald replied.

"And the boys react out of joy in 3, 2, 1." Atticus cued.

"Uncle Scrooge?!" Huey asked which made him cheer with Louie and Dewey.

Cherry soon got out of the car since they were rolling all around in excitement. Atticus soon joined her.

"So, yer still lookin' good," Scrooge said to Donald. "Still living on that boat?"

"Yup," Donald replied. "Still a trillionaire?"

Scrooge soon pointed to his house and where a peacock soon flies off.

"Good, good..." Donald nodded to this. "So...?"

"So... Jettison that jalopy from my driveway this instant, you deadbeat!" Scrooge glared.

"And here we go." Atticus sighed.

"Giving orders like he's the richest duck in the world!" Donald glared.

"He is!" Cherry smirked.

"The lass is right," Scrooge added. "I am the richest duck in the world! Now move!"

'Oh, I know what Donald's doing.' Atticus thought to himself with a smirk.

"I would love to!" Donald argued with Scrooge. "It just so happens I have a job interview."

So why are ye standin' there yellin'?" Scrooge glared.

"Mrs. B said that you would watch the boys and Cherry and Atticus!" Donald explained. "Can you do that without losing them?!"

"Of course I can!" Scrooge replied.

"Fantastic!" Donald glared before rolling his eyes. "Thank you so much!"

"Yer welcome!" Scrooge glared back before looking confused a moment. "Wait, what now?"

"Ha! He just got tricked!" Cherry laughed.

"Huey, Dewey, Louie, meet Scrooge McDuck," Donald told his nephews. "Remember: no tricks, no lies, no trouble."

"Yes, Uncle Donald." The triplets replied.

"I don't think he was talking to you." Atticus said.

"I wasn't." Donald replied before glaring at Scrooge who just glared back.


Soon enough, they were going inside the house, but Scrooge shut them out as they were about to come inside. A few seconds later, the door was opened by the house maid. They soon came inside and looked all around the framed portraits of Scrooge and his fireplace as it looked far better than they even imagined. There was a girl with light brown hair who poked her head out and looked to Atticus and then disappeared. Atticus looked to see if someone was there, but soon shrugged as no one was there, and he walked inside with the others.

'I don't believe this it's actually him.' The girl with light brown hair thought to herself.

Soon enough, everyone was at the dining room table.

"Talk to your guests," Mrs. Beakley told Scrooge as she soon left them alone and where soon saw the light brown girl spying on the guests, although seemed to be looking to Atticus. "Monique...?"

"Erm... Yes, ma'am?" The girl smiled bashfully to Mrs. Beakley.

"Why are you staring at our guests?" Mrs. Beakley asked.

"Oh, no reason..." Mo looked down. "Um... That boy seems nice though..."

"Atticus?" Mrs. Beakley asked. "Yes, I suppose he does seem like a nice boy."

"Mm-hmm..." Mo blushed. "Atticus... What a handsome name."

"You don't have a crush on him, do you?" Mrs. Beakley smirked.

"Uh, well, maybe..." Mo looked away with a blush. "He seems like a nice boy."

"He looks pretty strong too." Mrs. Beakley said.

"I know..." Mo smiled bashfully. "Is that Cherry girl his sister?"

"I think so..." Mrs. Beakley shrugged honestly.

They soon saw the triplets closer to Scrooge.

"So, do children still like marbles or...?" Scrooge asked uneasily.

"Are you really our uncle?!" Huey asked.

"How old are you?!" Dewey asked.

"What's your net worth?!" Louie asked.

"Boys, boys, one at a time." Atticus said.

The triplets continued to go at their uncle.

"I knew this would happen." Cherry scoffed.

"You used to be so cool; what happened to you?" Dewey asked.

Finally, Scrooge had enough and yelled out to his housekeeper.


Cherry, Atticus, Huey, Dewey, and Louie were soon brought into a room to get out of the way.

"Ye agreed to watch 'em," Scrooge glared at Mrs. Beakley. "Watch 'em. Cherry... Atticus... Huey... Louie... The third one..."

Dewey folded his arms with an unimpressed look on his face as his great-uncle forgot his name.

"Really?" Cherry asked while pointing to Dewey. "You don't know his name?"

"I haveta go." Scrooge replied before tipping his hat and walking out the door.

"Please do not leave the designated play area," Mrs. Beakley told the kids before handing them a bag of marbles. "A gift from your great-uncle. You will return them upon your departure. He's counted them." She then closed the door behind herself and locked them in the room.

"Well, this is boring," Cherry said before looking to Atticus. "Mind getting rid of the door so we can go and do something fun?"

"Oh, I dunno, we should probably stay here." Atticus shrugged.

Cherry smirked as she leaned against the door. "Atticus is a pony boy who's not strong~" she then taunted so he would tackle only for her to run out of the way so he could break the door down despite following the rules almost all the time.

"If I get rid of the stupid door will you stop singing that lie?" Atticus glared.

Cherry smirked. "Atticus is a marshmallow~"

Atticus yelled out and soon rammed toward her only for her to step out of the way and crash the door down.