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"Live online, it’s Dewey-dew-night! Digital-dewey-dew-bite's branded online content, with the Dew-crew house-band!" Dewey announced with gusto and in his 'television voice-over voice', grinning as he smashed the keys of his key-tar. Artificial sound effects of canned cheers followed.
Huey, the camera-man who was bribed with candies to be here, rolled his eyes and panned the camera over to the cluster of plush toys.And a skeleton model which for some reason wore Doctor Robotnik shades and neon red feather whiskers were stuck to the sides of its skull. Definitely Dewey's doing.
Each toy held an instrument:Buster Bear's weightless body leaned against a red accordion and the anatomical skeleton model had a ukulele tied and duct-taped to its arms. The pale violet dog plushie seated on an azure ottoman donned one of Uncle Donald's sailor hats and its arms were wrapped around a bag-pipe that was no doubt stolen from Scrooge's office.
"Alright internet viewers.So, I know it’s been a long time since the last episode of my show.But hey, good news, IIIIIIIIII’M BACK!" the applause sound effects returned as Dewey exclaimed, this time accompanied by cheers from a non-existent living audience in the room.
"Tonight we have a very interesting guest who is finally, un-bumped,"
"Presenting... the Scheming, the Stealing, the Shark-obsessed and second-richest duck in the world himself who is also my Grunkle's arch-nemesis, and I really hope he doesn't find out he's here! It's…"
"FLINTHEART GLOMGOLD!!!!!!!!"
The short 'Scottish' duck waddled quickly into the camera shot, punching the air with his fists and cackling evilly in an obnoxious manner.
"GLOM-GOLD! GLOM-GOLD! GLOM-GOLD!YOU HEAR THAT SCROOGIE? I’M ON TELEVISION!! WHICH MEANS I'M MORE POPULAR THAN YOU'LL EVER BE!!!!!!!"
While Flinty gloated, Dewey tried resisting the urge to scrunch up his face in embarrassment and cringe away. Eventually, the regret of actually inviting the crazy billionaire to his web-show was visible on his expression.
Glomgold tried climbing onto the tall arm-chair with great difficulty, hurling curses at the dusty thing while heaving himself onto the cushioning.Staring at the pathetic sight,Huey shook his head, behind the tripod stand against his will (but bribed with candies).
"I told you this was a bad idea," he hissed at his brother.He was taken aback by Glomgold who ran up to the camera and held it with his pudgy hands, his face way too close to the lens.
"What-hey! Unhand the phone!"
"GREETINGS INTERNET!!!! It is ay, Scrooge’s GREATEST nemesis, Flintheart Glomgold! And ay am gracing all of ye with my beautiful presence. Ay also brought with me my beautiful bebe sharks!" he grinned as he stroked his fake beard.
Dewey's eyes widened in pleasant surprise and he bounced up and down in his spinny stool, smacking both his hands onto the wooden coffee table in-front of him. "I’m sorry, did you just say you brought sharks? ACTUAL SHARKS???!"
"Yes." Glomgold said flatly before running out of the room, Dewey leaping out of his seat and following suit in a naruto-run.
"HEY! Where are you going?!"
Both of them were now out of the camera shot and Huey groaned as he had to shift it to the view of the doorway.
"Dewey! What’s going on?" Huey cocked his head.
Off-screen,Dewey was squealing excitedly in the corridor."No way! He brought an actual shark! And AWWW it’s in a parka!"
"Glomgold what?! You didn't say anything about bringing live animals on set! Especially exotic saltwater predators."
"Come on! Get over here and BRING the camera, oh this is gonna be GREAT television!" Dewey beckoned his brother over excitedly.
"Dewey, don’t you think Uncle Scrooge-"
"Aw just bring it! Come on! Pleaaaase? It's for the clout," Dewey pleaded and Huey sighed.
"I am going to regret agreeing to this," Huey picked up the tripod and trudged over to the location of the two chaotic idiots. To his surprise, a fish tank was sitting on the floor. Inside was a a shark unable to swim in the small space, wearing a funny parka.Huey's eyes widened and he took a moment to process how on earth Glomgold snuck past Duckworth or Mrs Beakley with that.
"Look at this viewers! Take it all in," Dewey exclaimed enthusiastically,Huey on the other hand not so impressed.
"What the- Dewey this is dangerous." Huey furrowed his brows.
Dewey raised a finger, tut-tutting and dismissing him."Ah-ah-ah-ah, just record."
"Dewey-"
"What in the blazes is my arch-nemesis doing in my manor?! And...is he feeding that abysmal abomination MY sandwiches?!" Uncle Scrooge bellowed, his pupils dilated in fury. His hands gripped his cane tighter and he glared furiously at the fuss.Dewey smiled awkwardly and played with his hair, lightly swaying his stiffened body.
"Uncle Scrooge! I can totally explain...I-It was...Louie's idea?"
Meanwhile, Glomgold was tossing Scrooge's stolen sandwiches into the tank, the Sharka eating it all up. Witnessing his supposed afternoon snack being gobbled up by the blasted shark-and his annoying nemesis taking glee in tossing the crumbs into the water-Scrooge's right eye twitched and he let out a low disgruntled grumble.
"Ah Scroogie, I’m hoping you’re ready to meet the downfall of your fame!"
"My...what- Like ay even care at all about that anymore,Flinty!," Scrooge groaned in exasperation.
"Of course ye do!!! Your nephew here is broadcasting not you, but ME! FLINTHEART GLOMGO- woOAHHHH-" He screamed in shock, slipping on a wet splash puddle as he took a step forward.
Stumbling down, he tried grabbing Huey for support but the duckling didn't want any part in that and dodged,Glomgold's whole body falling forward against the tank and knocking it over onto its side. The tanks contents splashed and spilled everywhere all over the carpet and onto everyone.
Everything went to hell almost immediately.
The two brothers-And a Glomgold- were yelling in fear as the shark was unleashed, eager to move in a less claustrophobic space.
Duckworth, the manor's ghost butler, saw all this but decided to shrink back into the ceiling and ignore the chaos like nothing happened.Mrs Beakley was somewhere in the dining room sipping her tea and rolling her eyes at the audible chaos.It was a typical Tuesday for the top spy-turned-housekeeper and it was tea-time so why bother.
Huey dropped the camera in surprise as the shark wearing a drenched parka flopped towards him menacingly.
Scrooge then swiftly kicked it away from his nephew with brute force.
Glomgold screamed bloody murder while running around, trying to evade his shark that aggressively started flopping after him.A few seconds later Huey frantically picked up the camera from the wet floor.Shaking it dry, he glanced over to the commotion and the Sharka was chasing Glomgold with the intent to bite the sandwich crumbs that were caught on his beard.
"Glomgold! remove your beard, i think it smells the ham on it!"
"NEVER! HOW DARE YE ASSUME MY BEARD IS A FAKE!!!" He gasped while still on the run, extremely offended.Though it was in fact, fake.Like everything about his identity.The whole Mcduck family had practically seen the beard come off several times.
"I-OKAY DEWEY,I THINK we should stop recording! Wait, where did the sharka go-" another chilling scream cut Huey off immediately but it wasn't Glomgold this time. He gasped when he noticed a horrified Della outside of her room, kicking the shark with her metal prosthetic. "OH NO, MOM-"
"AGHHHHH NASTY SHARK!! GET AWAY FROM ME YOU SLIMY SALTWATER BEAST! DISGUSTING SLIMY-" Della continuing to prod the shark away, exclaiming in utter disgust with every touch.Huey dropped the camera again-on purpose this time- and brought only the tripod stand to assist his cornered and revolted mother.
"AWAY- AWAY NOW! SHOO!! BAD...W-Water...Dog...WITH SHARP TEETH AND NO LEGS-" Huey scolded, though lightly bonking the sea creature with the tripod's legs.Dewey grabbed the soaked phone from the ground and adjusted it to selfie mode, recording his face as well as the wet chaos that was ensuing behind.
"Well, uh..." Dewey chuckled nervously, raising his volume to compete with the loud noises of panic."That's it for this week of Dewey-dew-night!! ZERO apologies to Flintheart Glomgold who is ruining this episode and Uncle Scrooge’s carpet!"
"WHAT?!" Glomgold yelled as he struggled, attempting to drag the violently restless shark back into its tank by the tail. It retaliated by smacking its owner in the face with its tail and threw its entire body at Dewey, making him fall over and knocking the wind out of him.
Alas, the phone was not lucky this time. It fell into a puddle, the screen cracking. The phone sparked dead and stopped the live broadcast of the web-show. If there was one thing Dewey's phone shared in common with its owner, it was the fact that they were both cursed to be dropped constantly.
Scrooge shook his head, staring at both his nephew and the wrecked phone on the slippery floor."Ay... Lad, i'm not paying for all this damage."
//They called Cousin Fethry over to deal with the shark mess but that ended up with more chaos so they called the cops instead
Ps Sharks are not enemies or abominations they mean no harm to humans actually! I doubt they even like human meat, thats why shark attacks are usually only in one bite.
I love the water puppies anyways i find them cute, they have round beady pupper eyes<3