Rayman Legends Adventures in DuckTales the Movie: Treasure of the Lost Lamp/Script

The story started out with Martin, Cynthia, Teresa and Patch being teleported to Sid's office for the day.
"Oh, my heavens, never again...." Sid moaned as he held his head while sitting at his desk next to a bottle of alcohol.
"Mr. Phillips, your students are here to see you," a female voice over his call button said.
Sid clicked the button. "Warn them I'm not here, Ellie Mae."
"But sir, I thought you said this was reluctant with you the lost lamp and all," Ellie Mae said.
Sid moaned as she had a point, but pushed the button. "Alright, send them in."
Then they all came in through the door. Then Teresa shut the door.
"AAUGH," Sid moaned as he held his head, "don't lock the door!"
"I...didn't..." Teresa blinked.
"Sid, how much did you drink," Cynthia asked.
"I'm sorry, Skippy and I were celebrating..." Sid moaned, "we had this big feast last night."
"You're gonna think I'm crazy, but I know how to cure your hangover," Teresa warned him before she took out a paper given to her years and years ago, but she had Martin magic the ingredients up and she made a special cure and made Sid drink it.
"Aah, that's horrid, that's-" Sid frowned until he blinked, "hey...not bad."
"I thought so," Teresa said.
Soon Sid took some water and relaxed himself. "Alright! Let's get this festival started," he said, "this has to be one of the most reluctant cases yet...there's a lost lamp about."
"A lost lamp? Seriously," Teresa frowned, "we were called here for a foolish lamp?!"
"It's not just a lamp, Teresa," Sid replied, "it's from the grand treasure of Collie Baba."
"I thought it was Ali Baba," Teresa deadpanned.
Martin simply shrugged as he didn't know.
"Well, if you all think you're so special, why don't you just solve this on your own," Sid snootily turned away from them.
"No, please, warn us more," Patch begged.
"Well, I'm mostly worried about this old opponent," Sid said, "I don't know if you've heard of him, but there's this sorcerer named Merlock who wants to take over the world using the lost lamp."
"He's not that sorcerer who's been underground for 800 years, is he," Teresa asked.
"No, no, no, that's a different sorcerer," Sid replied, "that one's in Norrisville High anyhow."
"Well, I guess that's not so bad," Teresa shrugged.
"Well, what do you know about this guy, Sid," Martin asked.
"Mostly that has a talisman that's keeping him alive," Sid replied, "he must be stopped and he mustn't get that lamp."
"Why," Cynthia asked.
"Don't make me go with you......" Sid replied, "he's the Tirek to my Discord."
"Woah, that bad," Cynthia asked.
"We went to the Warlock Academy together," Sid said, "he used to bully me with his advanced magic."
"Woah," Patch said.
"He bullied you," Teresa asked.
"Yes, laugh at me if you want......" Sid scoffed, "but basically, yes, he's pretty bad, I have to trust you guys to protect that lamp, the last I checked, it's hidden within the Middle East."
"Alright," Martin said.
"Anything else," Cynthia asked.
"You should be accompanied," Sid replied as he looked at his information, "ooh...it says here you'll see a Scrooge McDuck."
"Scrooge McDuck," Teresa and Martin gawked at each other as that was not a name they hadn't heard in many years, "we haven't heard that name in years."
Sid checked out Scrooge's file. "Oh, that's right," he said, "you've spent Christmas with him, Donald, and the nephews one year if you were yet in the orphanage."
Teresa and Martin nodded to this.
"Well, you'll meet the nephews again," Sid replied, "Donald is in the Navy now."
"Cool," Martin grinned.
"Why not just live with their parents," Teresa asked.
Sid blinked, seeming to avoid that question. "Any matter," he said, "there's also one new duckling, she's Scrooge's housekeeper's granddaughter, her name is Webigail Vanderquack."
"That's nice," Patch said before using his magic to make the file on the triplet boy ducklings appear over to them.
"Hey," Sid frowned, "no using magic without my say-so!"
Soon Patch opened the file to read up on the triplets. Sid swiped the file right back.
"I just wanna read it......" Patch pouted.
Sid rolled his eyes and then let him read it. Soon Patch got to the part of the boy triplet ducklings' parents.
"'Mother: Dumbella 'Della' Duck'," Patch nodded before going to the other side, "'Father:...Question Mark'?"
"Sid, do you know who Huey, Dewey and Louie's father is," Martin asked.
"I'm afraid I don't," Sid shrugged honestly, "what did they warn you since you met them?"
"They said their dad was in the hospital because of a firecrackers prank they did so and their mum went to stay with them, where she sent them with Donald until he'd feel better," Teresa replied.
"Huh...perhaps it's Daffy," Sid smirked jokingly.
This only caused for silence to come into the room.
"Aw, c'mon, I had to," Sid shrugged, "I'm sorry, I don't know much about their parents or Webigail's parents for that matter. I just know that she lives with Mrs. Beakley now."
"Well, anyhow, we better get going then," Cynthia said, "by the way, how will we get to them?"
"Please, allow me..." Sid did a sleight of hand to make his wand appear and then he summoned them to the Middle East without another word.
POOF!! They were gone.
"That was easy," Sid smirked.
"Mr. Phillips, your mother is here to see you," Ellie Mae informed her boss.
"I'm on vacation," Sid replied, incidentally transporting himself to where the others were.
Sure enough, they appeared in the Middle East, only to be found in a plane. The passengers appeared to be yelping and shrieking though, except for perhaps the young children on board.
"What's going on," Cynthia asked.
"Faster, Launchpad, faster," Dewey chanted.
"Slower, Launchpad, slower," Scrooge begged.
"What the heck is going on," Teresa yelped at how fast the plane was going.
"What does it look like I'm doing here," the pilot grinned, "I'm driving the plane! Uh...hey, Mr. McDuck, I don't remember these folks being at your mansion until we left."
Scrooge McDuck recognized both Martin and Teresa. "Bust me bagpipes, it's Martin and Teresa," he announced.
"Hi, Uncle Scrooge," Teresa and Martin waved to the older Scottish duck.
"Um...sir, you do know how to fly this fact, right," Cynthia asked the pilot.
"Sure, that is," the pilot grinned.
"Uh...Launchpad, is this a stunt you learned in flight school," Scrooge asked.
"Flight School," the pilot repeated.
"You've never taken flight school," Martin yelped.
"Well, actually, I took a smash curse," the pilot grinned innocently.
"Now he warns me," Scrooge grumbled in misfortune.
"Oh, I feel like my lunch is going to c'mon up," Teresa grumbled.
"Nosedive," Louie cheered.
"Cool," Huey added.
"Oh, boy, oh, boy, look at that," Louie pointed out the window.
"How do we land this fact," Cynthia yelped.
"There's the dig," Dewey pointed out. "Did they say what they found," he asked his grand-uncle.
"Aye," Scrooge smirked, "a hidden chamber."
"Ooh," Patch grinned.
"You think it might have the treasure of Collie Baba and his 40 Thieves," Huey grinned hopefully.
"After all this, I'm not getting me hopes up," Scrooge replied as he looked out the window.
"Well, let's hope we survive," Teresa said.
"We're making our final approach," Launchpad announced as he was going to land, "seats in the upright position."
"Put the plane in the upright position," Scrooge scolded.
"Please," Cynthia begged.
A certain blonde woman appeared to be with the archaeological diggers and they all looked up to the out of control plane. The plane almost smashed into the temples, but luckily missed, until it got stuck in a couple of pillars.
"Please remain seated until the plane has come to a full stop," Launchpad warned his passengers.
"Watch out," the blonde woman warned the diggers as the pillars were coming smashing down.
Soon Sid appeared in front of the plane. Then everyone shrieked since he came from nowhere. Soon the plane came down to the ground and the pillars began to fall and crumble on top of each other.
"Whoops," Sid said.
SMASH!!
Teresa looked sick to her stomach out of sickness and fear. Soon the plane wheels came out from the bottom, which was now the top.
"Landing gear down," Launchpad warned the others.
"The landing gear is supposed to come out before we land," Martin warned him.
Soon the door opened and everyone tried to squeeze out and the blonde woman came toward the fallen plane.
"Hey, it's Nanny's mum," Teresa noticed Widow Tweed was at the site.
"We shouldn't be too surprised by this," Martin said.
"Hello, Widow Tweed," Sid greeted.
"Oh, hello, Sid," Widow Tweed replied, "how's Nanny doing?"
"Misses you," Sid replied back, "I almost feel guilty about you and Geppetto divorcing the first time, but my mother warned me it had to be done since you were a mortal."
"And where I'm no longer a mortal," Widow Tweed grinned.
"I know, I know," Sid replied, "that was a hassle."
"Any matter, is everyone alright," Widow Tweed asked.
"Yes, we're fine," Sid replied before helping himself up.
"Just had a little smash landing," Martin said.
Everyone else fell out while the female duckling stepped out, fully unharmed.
"Launchpad, look at what you've done to these ancient ruins," Scrooge scolded the pilot of the plane.
"Well, it could've been worse," Launchpad shrugged, "it could have been something new."
Scrooge growled and looked very frustrated with him for making them smash.
"Oh, you must be Scrooge McDuck," Widow Tweed grinned.
"That be me," Scrooge replied, "the richest duck in the world."
"He's even richer than Bruce Wayne," Sid warned Teresa.
"No way," Teresa scoffed.
Soon Sid showed her a list of famous rich people and Scrooge even topped over Oliver 'Daddy' Warbucks.
"Well, shoot, I guess he is," Teresa's eyes widened.
"Warned ya so," Sid said.
"It's a nice fact you're here, Mr. McDuck," Widow Tweed warned Scrooge, "the other diggers and I have found something."
"A chamber," Cynthia guessed.
"Come along then," Widow Tweed gestured for them to come to her and the other diggers.
The male diggers pulled up on the rope to bring something out of the hole that they had been digging around. Soon a treasure chest was brought up above the ground.
"Ooh," Teresa grinned.
The diggers helped the treasure chest out as they were on their road out.
"Bless me bagpipes," Scrooge grinned as he adjusted his glasses, "an engraving of Collie Baba!"
The others grinned since he was happy and even laughed.
"This could be the treasure chest of the biggest thief who ever lived," Scrooge chuckled as he untied the ropes with his cane.
"Awesome," Sid grinned.
Soon Scrooge busted the lock where they could have a look inside.
"Let's see," Huey beamed.
Martin opened the chest since it was rather heavy, but soon everyone looked inside, only to find clothes.
"Clothes," Martin frowned.
"He stole clothes," the nephews asked each other.
Scrooge frowned as he took out one fabric before throwing more and more out on top of Dewey, which made Huey and Louie laugh at their brother.
"He was always a prankster kind of thief," Sid said.
"You knew about this," Teresa frowned.
"I tried to explain, but you were all more interested in the triplets," Sid shrugged.
"Ah, nothing but old robes," Scrooge growled as he tossed down another fabric, which was infested with moths, "40 years of searching and I end up with Collie Baba's dirty laundry!"
"Well...erm...at least the box is pretty, Uncle Scrooge," the female duckling said cutely.
"I don't think the search is over yet," Martin said as he found a map in one of the pockets of the clothes.
Scrooge took it and opened it up to take a look.
"Nice work, Martin," Sid said once he saw the seal of Collie Baba on the map.
"It's a map," Scrooge beamed, "maybe this dig is not a lost cause after all!"
"Let's keep looking then," Sid said.
"A genuine treasure map..." Teresa commented, "I do wonder if Collie Baba knows anything about Cassim."
"Doubt it, Teresa," Sid shrugged as they explored.
"Whatever, I just like a best mystery with a treasure," Teresa said along the road.
Soon Martin sensed a dark presence. He decided to go check it out. Patch was on his road to follow after his friend as it was his instinct and soon where they saw where his senses led him. There was a big and powerful-looking man.
"That must be Merlock," Martin said to himself. Soon he saw a poor man bowing down to the big and powerful-looking man.
"That's right, Merlock," the man warned the mouse, "a treasure map written in Collie Baba's own hand!"
"At last," the powerful man said in a menacing voice, "after all these centuries, the lamp will be mine again."
'Again,' Martin thought to himself.
"Yes," the man grinned loyally up to the mouse, "you will become more powerful than a locomotive, more faster than a speedy bull! You will jump all buildings in a single town!"
"And you shall eventually be rewarded for your dubious assistance," Merlock warned him.
Patch didn't like where this was going.
"Oh, you mean it," the man grinned up to the mouse, "my own mountain of money?"
"Yes...now, give it to me," Merlock replied as he held out his hand for the map.
"Oops," Martin and Patch smirked silently.
"Yes..." the man was about to shake the sorcerer's hand until he realized what he said, "what?"
"The map," Merlock replied, "give it to me."
"The map? The specific map," the man stammered hesitantly, "right here, right now?"
Martin and Patch silently chuckled to that. Unknown to them, Merlock heard their silent chuckles.
"Who's there," Merlock's voice demanded.
This made Martin and Patch freeze hesitantly. Soon he went to where the silent chuckles were heard. Then Martin and Patch decided to make their escape before Merlock could find them and get them and where they were successful.
"Phew," the two wiped their foreheads in relief.
"What did you see," Sid asked them.
"Merlock..." Martin replied, "he seemed creepy up close."
"Whoops, he's here," Sid said.
"Oh, he can't be that eerie......" Teresa replied, "I've seen eerier facts in my closet."
Soon Martin drew what Merlock looked like.
Teresa took it and shook a chill down her spine. "Uh, he doesn't seem that eerie..." she said.
"He seems worse than Jafar," Patch commented.
"Alright, yes, that's eerie," Teresa said.
"Don't get me started on him," Sid shuddered.
Soon they followed after the map while keeping an eye out for Merlock on the road as they were riding on camels.
"This is a camel, the ship of the desert," Patch said.
"I'm sorry, what," Teresa asked before she heard that right now. "The ship of the desert! Avast ye, mates, I'm on the ship of the desert..." she grinned sheepishly.
"Oh, boy," Patch moaned.
Soon the camel stood up. Then Teresa cursed and groaned out of pain as she didn't like riding the humps. Sid seemed to enjoy the ride.
"Sheesh, Mr. McD," Launchpad said to Scrooge as he looked dressed for a vacation while riding after them, "a plane ride would have been less turbulent."
"I think we're alright with riding camels," Martin said.
"Speak for yourself...." Teresa muttered weakly.
"It's alright, Teresa, we can handle this," Martin soothed her.
Soon Scrooge took out the map as they came to a brief stop. "According to the map, the cave of Collie Baba should be right here, under the gaze of Mount Badude."
"Ooh," Cynthia grinned.
"I don't see anything, Uncle Scrooge," Huey looked around.
"Not even a mirage," Louie added.
"It has to be here," Patch said.
"Perhaps we took a wrong turn at the last sand dune," Launchpad suggested before he and his camel tripped.
"Launchpad," Diana panicked for him as he tumbled down a hill.
"No, this is the spot," Martin said as he saw what Launchpad tripped over.
"Launchpad, can't you even ride a camel without smashing it," Scrooge frowned before he looked to Martin, "what'd ya find there, lad?"
Soon the nephews gathered around the object.
"It looks like a pint-sized pyramid," Huey observed.
"Quackaroonie," Dewey called out as they dug in the sand, "it's bigger than it looks!"
"I do wonder what's inside," Louie wondered.
Soon Martin started to uncovering the object by the sand around it. Patch helped since he was a dog of course.
"This is amazing," Diana's voice echoed as they saw a grand pyramid once they were all done digging and there was an entrance.
"Wow," Sid grinned.
A hawk crowed as it flew over the pyramid, but little did anyone know, this crow was Merlock and he perched at the top of the pyramid.
"This should be the entrance," Diana warned the others as she found the button.
"Press it," Cynthia grinned.
Diana turned the button and it lifted the door. "Aha, I knew I read those hieroglyphics correctly!"
"C'mon," Cynthia grinned, "let's go in."
Everyone was in ooh and awe about the temple opening up as they came inside.
"Look at this," Launchpad beamed.
Teresa grinned as she was emotional as this looked Egyptian.
"This truly is amazing," Martin said.
Scrooge took a torch and lit it where they could go into the pyramid to explore. "Alright, let's go," he warned the others as he took the lead.
"Me first," Webby called out since she was a girl as she ran in front of Huey, Dewey and Louie.
"Nothing could possibly go wrong from here," Sid said.
"If this is like Indiana Jones, sure, it will," Patch replied.
Diana chuckled.
"And what is so funny, Mrs. Spellman," Patch asked.
"I'm sorry," Diana replied, "the speaking puppy dog cracks me up every time."
Patch simply shrugged as he could understand.
"Think we'll see a mummy," Webby asked on the road.
"I don't think so, darling," Diana said.
"Careful, stay close, Webby," Scrooge warned the female duckling, "no warning what kind of dangers we may find."
"Looks safe to me," Launchpad shrugged as he walked forward.
"Don't forget the traps," Martin said.
Flames shot out as Launchpad tripped over on the floor.
"Woah," Louie observed with his brothers. "It's a Collie Baba booby trap," he pushed the button to shoot out another flame to test it out.
"Yikes," Cynthia said.
"What does the Junior Woodchuck Guide Book say about booby traps," Huey asked.
Then Louie took out a boy scout manual and flipped to the page. "It says 'Stay alert and use your marbles'," he read aloud.
"Boy, nice fact I brought some," Dewey said as he took out a bag.
"Thank heavens," Martin sighed.
"There's another one," Webby pointed down the hall with her parasol.
"Nice eye," Cynthia said.
"Thank you," Webby grinned to her.
Dewey took out a marble and soon shot it against the next trap, which activated it and showed a spiked ball smashing against the wall.
"Yikes," Teresa gulped.
"That could've given me a boo-boo," the man from before yelped as he caught hold of Scrooge.
"Just keep the light ahead of us, guide," Scrooge frowned before giving him the torch.
"Let's keep going," Diana said.
"We saw him with Merlock earlier," Martin whispered to Sid about their guide.
"I had a strange feeling about Dijon," Sid replied.
"We better keep an eye on him," Martin whispered.
Sid nodded as that as a very nice idea.
"Perhaps one of the children might be willing to hold the torch," Dijon grinned hesitantly to the nephews before he was about to step on a trap.
"Stop," Sid warned him.
Dijon yelped as that had alarmed him. "Do not be fearing," he said as he handed the torch to Dewey, "Dijon shall trip the trap."
"If you say so," Sid replied.
As soon as Dijon stepped on the button, a wheel came rolling over. Then Sid caught Teresa out of the road where she wouldn't get run over.
"Wow, thanks," Teresa said.
"Don't get used to it," Sid replied.
"You see," Dijon grinned until he was crushed by the wheel and it split over him which made him dizzy, "is there a doctor in the pyramid?"
"Uh, Sid, my feet feel funny," Teresa said.
"That can't be nice," Sid said.
Suddenly, a trap door opened up and they all fell through it together. They seemed to go through a slide and all yelled out as they were ending up somewhere else.
"Wahoo," Cynthia enjoyed the slide.
"I feel sick," Teresa moaned.
Soon Dijon landed first and soon everyone landed on top of him.
"Let's go again," Cynthia beamed.
"No," Sid replied as it was impossible, "well, Teresa, this time you aren't the one to land first."
"Hey, my luck's beginning to turn," Teresa chuckled sheepishly.
"Yes, looks that fashion," Martin said.
One of Dewey's marbles flew out of the bag and soon activated another trap and everyone got anxious. Soon a door rumbled open and there revealed to be a rope ladder on the other side of them, which led up to the treasure.
"Well, well, that's a little dramatic," Sid said.
Everyone cheered since they had found the treasure. Teresa hesitantly stood past the ropes while everyone else crossed in emotion. Soon Sid brought out a flashlight before shining downward. Teresa stepped back.
"Would you like to ride on my back,~" Sid cooed as he pinched her cheeks.
Teresa slapped his hands away and folded her arms.
Soon Sid's flashlight hit the bottom while yet on. "Oh, darn," he cried out in despair, "now we're left in the dark......"
Teresa sighed. "I can see in the dark......"
Soon the boy got hesitant once he saw what was down at the bottom. "Teresa, don't freak out, but--" he gulped.
"I guess I have to do this now," Teresa sighed.
"Teresa, what is down there will possibly want to eat us if we fall," Sid said.
"Hang on, let me take a look....." Teresa said before widening her eyes, which made them flash green as she looked down to the darkness, "these look like mutated scorpions."
"Not just scorpions," Sid warned her, "Sumo-Wrestling Scorpions."
"Oh, my..." Teresa gulped.
"Don't worry," Scrooge reassured, "we're safe up here."
"That's nice," Cynthia said.
"DIJON," Scrooge called out.
"What? I am not touching a fact," Dijon replied hesitantly, "I am clean, innocent, like a little baby goat!"
"Go get the sacks," Scrooge warned him.
"Please," Cynthia added politely.
"Sacks," Dijon replied, "oh, yes, sacks! Right away! Anything you say, sir, I do for you!"
"Pushover..." Sid scoffed, though that was exactly how he treated Skippy, "I take that back."
"Where are you going to keep all this treasure, Uncle Scrooge," Louie asked.
"Oh, I won't keep it all, Louie," Scrooge grinned to his grand-nephew generously, "most of these artifacts will go in museums."
"Wow, that's very generous of you, Uncle Scrooge," Martin grinned.
"Yes, that is..." Teresa replied, "why do it?"
"This fashion I can enjoy a hefty tax break," Scrooge grinned back.
"Ahh," Teresa said.
"Looky, looky," Webby chuckled as she picked up the magic lamp, "a teapot!"
"That's a magic lamp," Cynthia whispered to her.
"Ah, it's just an old oil lamp," Scrooge replied, "there ain't no such fact as magic."
Sid coughed louder in offense.
"Bless ye," Scrooge warned him.
"Uh, Webby, you can keep that lamp," Sid said.
"Oh, may I please have it, Uncle Scrooge," Webby asked cutely, "I can use it for my tea set."
"Well..." Scrooge looked to her, trying to exist her cuteness.
"Of course, this is pretty too," Webby said as she took out a jeweled crown.
"Here, my darling," Scrooge traded treasures with her, "don't say yer Uncle Scrooge never gave ye anything."
"Oh, thanks," Webby hugged him.
"Best choice," Sid said.
Sure enough, the treasure was collected in sacks brought to them by Dijon.
"We could become rich," Sid grinned.
"Money isn't everything," Teresa replied.
"Ah, c'mon, Cherry, money is such a beautiful word," Sid existed.
"Seriously," Cynthia asked, unimpressed.
"I never took Sid to be one obsessed with money," Martin said.
"Same," Teresa agreed.
"That's the last of it," Scrooge said once all of the treasure was collected.
"Think you can carry it, Launchpad," Huey asked.
"I'll carry it," Martin said.
"Same here," Sid added.
Launchpad tried to pick up one bag, only to stumble and fall, but Patch bit onto his shirt and pulled him back up where he wouldn't fall off the edge. "Thanks, boy," he grinned to the strong dog.
Patch grinned up to him.
"Oh, please come home with us," Webby hugged Cynthia and Teresa, "I've always wanted big sisters, but I'm just stuck with these boys!"
"We'd love to come," Cynthia grinned.
"Yay," Webby cheered.
"Watch out for the scorpions," Sid said on the road back to Launchpad's plane where they could go to Scrooge's mansion where the nephews now lived since Donald was in The Navy.
"We will," Cynthia said.
Soon they were on their way back to the plane with the treasure at hand. Soon Merlock morphed back and caught a sack that Dijon had and took him to the other side of the bridge.
"MERLOCK," Sid realized, "HE'S HERE!!"
"Wow, that dude is creepy-looking," Teresa noticed.
"Oh, let me light your path," Merlock said before catching a torch and throwing it on the rope bridge to burn it where they would be trapped.
"Yikes," Sid yelped.
"You thieving dogs," Scrooge snapped at Merlock and Dijon, "I've spent my life searching for that treasure!"
"Poor fool," Merlock mocked as Dijon blew a raspberry at them. "Too bad you will not live to know the real treasure you have found. Farewell," he pulled down a lever, which made the room shake and they were beginning to be lowered toward the scorpions.
"Too bad for him the item he's looking for isn't in there," Martin smirked.
"Nice boy...nice boy..." Sid petted Martin on the head like he was a loyal dog.
"What are we gonna do," Dewey moaned as they were falling toward the scorpions.
"Cut the ropes, lads," Scrooge warned his grandnephews.
"And make it fast," Cynthia warned them.
Soon the boys cut the ropes as faster as they could. The scorpions began to crawl onto the surface after them. Patch began to growl and bark at the scorpions. The scorpions frowned as they tried to pinch him. Patch began to fight the scorpions away.
"Get out! Shoo! Shoo," Webby whacked at the scorpions with her parasol as she held her Uncle Scrooge as he used his cane.
Soon Martin literally blew the scorpions apart.
"Phew," Sid wiped his forehead in relief as the scorpions were gone.
Sure enough, the ropes were cut.
"It's Turtle Time," Launchpad said as he lifted the basket to block any other scorpions who were coming.
"You guys stay there, we'll get these ones," Martin said, referring to himself and Patch.
"Alright," Cynthia said.
Everyone else hid for their own protection as Martin and Patch took care of the scorpions and where the claws didn't seem to do much for Martin or Patch. The scorpions began to attack the basket.
"Oh, dear, you don't," Martin kicked them off.
The scorpions began to yelp as they were kicked off. Patch kicked with all four his legs with frowns toward the sumo scorpions. Sure enough, all of the scorpions were gone and the coast was clear for the others.
"The coast is all clear," Martin grinned.
"I wasn't afraid," Teresa said once she came out, "I am a Scorpio after all."
"Yet, we didn't want you to get stung by any of them," Martin said.
"Yes, that could've been messy," Sid agreed.
"Faster, let's use the shell as a boat to get out of here," Cynthia suggested since she saw a stream of water not too far apart from them.
"Agreed," Sid nodded.
The shell was turned over and they all got inside and went down the stream.
"Diana, please warn me you know a road out of here," Sid begged the former mortal woman.
"There should be an exit up ahead," Diana replied from her studies.
"That's nice," Cynthia sighed.
"Well, Sid, what's that amulet around Merlock's neck for," Patch asked.
"Oh, that lets him transform into other identities," Sid replied.
"How long has he had it," Cynthia asked.
"As long as I can remember..." Sid replied before shuddering, "he used to make puppets come to life...I hate puppets, they're so freaky-looking."
"Yikes," Martin said.
"I guess you don't like the story of Pinocchio then," Patch said to the boy.
"Guh, that's even worse," Sid moaned, "I don't know why Azula made him come to life for Geppetto!"
"Well, then Geppetto would have a son," Cynthia said.
Sid yet shuddered since he hated puppets. "Foolish Azula....."
"That's the Blue Fairy's name," Teresa asked.
"Well, duh," Sid replied since that was a blue name.
"Uh, that's nice," Cynthia said.
"Uh, Miss Diana, I don't think this is the road out," Huey said hesitantly as he saw a waterfall coming up.
"Everybody hang on," Diana yelped.
Everyone held on as they had a rough ride down through the stream.
"Either the water is getting higher or the roof is getting lower," Launchpad cried out in grief.
"We're sinking," Cynthia yelped, "but luckily, some of us can breathe underwater."
"Impossible," Scrooge said about that.
Soon they sunk under the water. Soon Martin, Cynthia, Teresa and Patch became their mer-people/mer-animal forms once their feet touched the water.
"Nice fact witches float....." Sid said anxiously.
"But mortals don't," Cynthia said.
"Especially me," Teresa added before she transformed.
"Oh, right," Sid gulped.
Luckily, they ended up outside the pyramid and were washed up into an oasis.
"Well, well, what do ya know," Diana grinned, "it was the exit."
Everyone else coughed and sputtered as they came out onto the shore.
"Woah! What a ride," Huey said.
"Yes, I wouldn't mind doing that again," Louie added.
"Let's not and say we did so," Sid said.
Scrooge caught his cane and looked rather down and miserable.
"At least we're all alright," Launchpad panted as he carried Webby out of the water.
"Webby, your Uncle Scrooge looks kind of down," Sid informed.
"Of course I'm down," Scrooge frowned, "I just lost the treasure of the century!"
Webby walked over with the lamp and poured the water out of it. "Here, Uncle Scrooge," she offered, "you can have this back if it'll make you feel better."
'That's very sweet of her, but Webby doesn't realize how valuable that lamp is,' Sid thought to himself.
"That's alright, darling," Scrooge grinned softly toward Webby, "it took me 40 years to find that treasure and I plan to get it back even if it takes another 40."
Webby sat next to him and put her arm around his shoulder to console him as she held the lamp in her other arm.
"But you should know that Merlock is going to be pretty disappointed once he doesn't find what he was looking for in that treasure he stole," Sid smirked.
"Doesn't that mean he'll come after us then," Teresa asked hesitantly.
"He probably thinks we're no longer alive," Cynthia said.
"Let's just hope he believes that for a while," Sid replied, "anyhow, Mr. McDuck, I apologize for you losing the treasure."
"It's quite alright," Scrooge said.
Teresa was surprised Sid didn't even blame her just for his own amusement.
"I guess we ought to get back home," Scrooge decided.
"That sounds like a nice idea," Cynthia said.
"Launchpad, if ye would," Scrooge prompted.
"You have it, Mr. McD," Launchpad replied.
"Oh, dear..." Teresa gulped.
Soon they came into Duckburg where Scrooge and the others had lived. They were brought into a mansion and Scrooge gave them a spare room where Donald and Della used to stay in since they were children.
"Ooh," Patch grinned.
"Thank you, Uncle Scrooge," Martin also grinned.
"Anything for me friends and family," Scrooge grinned back.
"Aw," Cynthia grined.
Scrooge grinned back as he left the room to let them get settled in. Soon they did so.
"Scrooge seems like a nice guy," Patch said to Martin and Teresa.
"Yes, he's a lot nicer than people give him credit for," Teresa replied as she remembered Christmas.
"We should go play with Webby," Cynthia said.
"Does that mean we have to do a tea party," Teresa complained.
"Yes," Martin said.
Teresa moaned in misery as she hated girly girl stuff.
"I know how you feel, but it's polite," Cynthia warned her.
"Whatever," Teresa moaned.
Soon they came to meet the ducklings since Scrooge was busy in his office.
"Here's the polish, Webigail," Mrs. Beakley warned her granddaughter.
"Thanks, Grammy," Webby grinned.
"Hi, Webby," Cynthia greeted.
"Hiya, Cynthia," Webby beamed as she took the polish from her grandmother, "as soon as I'm done polishing my teapot, we can have a tea festival with my dollies."
"Thanks for the warning," Huey deadpanned.
Patch began to sniff the lamp.
"Looks like the puppy wants to have a tea festival as well," Webby chuckled to Patch.
"Excuse me, ma'am, but I've been summoned to pick up Mr. McDuck," the butler warned Mrs. Beakley, "apparently he's having another one of his chipper days."
"Oh, dear," Mrs. Beakley replied as she came out of the kitchen with him.
Patch began to look like he was going to rub the lamp.
"Perhaps we'd better play outside today," Huey suggested about their grand-uncle's 'chipper mood'.
Patch began to rub the lamp, which made a magical noise sparkle. "I knew it," the young Dalmatian grinned.
"What," Huey asked as his brothers completed their lunch.
"It...it shook..." Webby pointed to the lamp, "do that again, Puppy!"
Patch nodded before he rubbed the lamp again. Then the lamp shook again.
"You see," Webby warned the boys.
"Quackaroonie," Dewey cried out in despair.
Huey took the lamp and looked inside of it with a frown. "Well, there's nothing in it," he warned the others before rolling up his sleeve and rubbing the lamp once more.
"That should do it," Martin said.
Soon the lamp jumped and moved all around the room.
"What is this, a Mexican Jumping Lamp," Cynthia asked, "is the genie stuck?"
Sid walked in to see what was going on. Then he saw the jumping lamp and caught it before taking out his wand to wiggle it through the spout to loosen the trapped genie inside and where sure enough, the genie came out, only to see it was short.
"Thanks, Sid," Teresa high-fived the boy before wincing and silently yelling in pain as she shook her hand.
"Thanks for the help there, Sid," the genie grinned.
"Ah, no problem, Gene," Sid grinned back.
"You two know each other," Patch asked, "oh, wait, I should have known with how old Sid is."
"If I know someone in the magical world, it shouldn't be a surprise and I am not that old," Sid replied, "I don't look a day over 240!"
"240," the ducklings asked out of shock.
"I'm actually in my 500's..." Sid replied, "anyhow, nice to see you again, Gene. We went to Agrabah a while back...it reminded me of you."
"Oh, I'm just glad to be free, thanks for helping these kind souls," Gene grinned up to him.
"No problem," Sid said.
"It's a genie, isn't it," Louie looked hesitant.
"It's not the Tooth Fairy," Dewey replied.
"Yes, and he grants three wishes, but of course, he has rules," Sid instructed.
"Doesn't every genie," Martin asked.
"Just be glad you didn't find Norm," Sid warned.
Gene looked to the others and yelped to go and hide for shelter.
"It's alright, Gene, Collie Baba is not here," Sid warned the genie.
"Thank heavens," Gene sighed.
"We rubbed the lamp," Webby said innocently to Gene, "we're very sorry if we did anything bad~"
"Ah, my new masters," Gene grinned before bowing to them, "I am eternally grateful."
"Now he can grant us any wish," Patch grinned.
"It's been a long time, Gene," Sid said to his old friend.
"It sure has," Gene grinned.
The children were very emotional about having their very own genie.
"I shall return," Patch grinned as he rubbed the lamp.
"Oh, do you have a wish," Gene asked Patch while exploring the house as he was trying to look for some food.
"Uh-huh," Patch nodded.
"What is thy wish," Gene asked the puppy.
"It's probably gonna be something foolish like a giant bone," Teresa whispered with a smirk.
"I wish for Teresa to have a pink dress," Patch smirked.
"What the," Teresa frowned.
Soon Gene zapped Teresa into a pink and frilly dress.
"Ooh, I love that~" Webby beamed at the dress, "it's so wonderfully, absolutely, positively pink!"
"You had that coming," Sid smirked at Teresa.
Teresa growled and shook her fists at him. "You suck!"
"Yes, yes, that's it," Sid smirked.
Gene explored the house after granting the wish.
"Fix," Teresa smirked to Patch to frighten him since dogs hated that word.
"Tereeesssaaa," Patch cried out in grief, "that was meeean!"
Soon Martin started to soothe his dog. Patch whined and nuzzled up against him.
"Teresa, you know how sensitive that word is to a dog," Martin scolded.
"What," Teresa smirked, "fix?"
Unfortunately for her, Cynthia covered Patch's ears before he could hear that word again.
"Fix..." Teresa asked.
"I'll fix you," Sid threatened.
"OK, that's it, I'll stop," Teresa said.
"You better..." Sid folded his arms, "or else I'm gonna give Salem a nice...feeble...kitty friend!"
"Alright, that's it," Teresa said.
Soon Gene came to see the egg beater and tried to use it as a weapon.
"Wow," Cynthia said.
Patch chuckled as he found that a bit funny.
"The 21st century is a very confusing place, isn't it, Gene," Sid teased as the genie panicked and got stuck in the egg beater.
Then Louie took the plug and unplugged it, which sent Gene flying out the doors.
"That has to hurt," Cynthia winced.
"Ah, he's fine," Sid shrugged.
"Gene, where'd you go," Cynthia looked around.
"Whaddya know," Gene's voice asked as he was heard in the library, "Las Vegas must be someplace if Caesar moved his palace there."
"Like I said, it's confusing," Sid said.
"He read the entire encyclopedia," Huey asked in shock.
"That is a shock." Atticus said.
"He's a bit of a fast learner," Sid told the others.
"What's this," Gene looked to the globe, "a baseball? A bowling ball? Cinderella's ball?"
"No, that's a globe; it's like a miniature version of the Earth." Patch smiled.
"And no, it's not flat like Ferdinand or Isabelle thought," Sid warned Gene.
"Who and who," the ducklings asked.
"What do they teach you children in school these days," Sid complained, "don't you two know anything about Christopher Columbus?!"
"No," the ducklings said.
Sid moaned and anime fell to the floor, which left a dent in it.
"Ferdinand and Isabelle are the King and Queen who thought the world was flat," Teresa warned the ducklings.
"Oh, I knew that," Dewey smiled innocently.
"Uh-huh, sure," Teresa said, unimpressed.
"Well, the Earth isn't flat," Gene asked Sid.
"No," Sid replied, "of course if I tried to disagree with Queen Isabelle, she tried to hang me."
"Wow, Gene sure has been in the lamp for a long time," Louie commented.
"I must check this out," Gene picked up a book and was about to walk out.
"Are you crazy," Sid yelped.
"Wait a second," Huey said as he held Gene back, "what about our wishes?"
"Wishes," Gene asked, "do I look like a birthday cake?"
Soon Sid whispered to him, reminding him about his meaning about being a genie.
"We all found him," Webby just realized, "does that mean we each get three wishes?"
"Yes," Cynthia nodded.
"Is that right, Sid," Martin asked.
"Huh...let me check my rule book......" Sid pondered, but he magicked up a book, which wowed the ducklings and he flipped through the pages. "Ghosts...goblins...aha, genies," he muttered as he checked the rule guidelines until it came to wishes for the finder or finders of the magic lamp, "if more than one persons finds the lamp, but these people are entitled to have their own three wishes as well as one single finder would have just the normal three. Just no murdering anyone, making someone fall in love, or bringing the dead back to life."
"We won't," Cynthia said.
"Darn, everybody remembers that part," Gene snapped his fingers in defeat.
"You're a genie, it's your birthright," Sid said before vanishing the book.
"Yes, I know," Gene moaned.
"How does it work," the ducklings asked as they surrounded Gene as they were eager to have their wishes be granted.
"You better show them," Sid said.
"OK, that's it," Gene said as he took the lamp from Webby, "first, you have to hold the lamp, but say 'I wish', and wish for something."
"That's all," Dewey grinned with his brothers.
"That's all," Sid warned the children.
"Yes, it's that easy," Cynthia said.
"I know the first wish," Louie beamed as he took the magic lamp, "I'm going to wish for a million wishes!"
Sid simply shook his head while tutting.
"Get serious," Gene warned Louie, "that never works."
"I guess one of us ought to wish for peace and happiness all over the world," Huey suggested.
"Oh, Huey, that's so beautiful," Cynthia grinned.
"That wish never works out," Sid said.
"Festival pooper," Cynthia pouted toward the boy.
"I'm sorry, but he's right," Gene said, "these are wishes, not miracles."
"What if we wish for something like a pet," Webby suggested.
"What does he look like, a store," Sid asked.
"Now, now, Sid, I like the sound of this," Gene grinned.
"I know what I've always wanted," Webby chuckled as she took the lamp and rubbed it, "I wish for baby elephant!"
"Uh, you sure about that," Sid asked.
"Ah, ah, Sid, she wished for it, it must be granted," Teresa folded her arms, "besides, how bad could it be?"
Soon Gene granted the wish and a baby elephant appeared, wrapped in a ribbon with a leash for Webby.
"You realize how strong an elephant is, right," Sid asked.
"It's a baby though....." Teresa shrugged as she stood behind the elephant, not concerned about anything happening to her since Dijon seemed to be the unlucky one now instead of her.
"What about Webby's grandmother," Sid asked.
"What about her," Teresa asked uncaringly.
"Oh, isn't she cute, Cynthia," Webby grinned.
"She sure is," Cynthia grinned back.
"She might frighten the baby elephant," Sid said.
"Yes, Sid is right," Gene agreed, "big wishes spell big danger. The bigger the wish, the bigger the damage."
"Like anything's gonna happen..." Teresa shrugged as she stood past the elephant.
The elephant held out her trunk toward her.
"Ah, hey, back," Teresa frowned.
"You were saying," Sid smirked.
"Teresa, I think she wants to play with you," Webby chuckled.
"Not now, elephant..." Teresa pushed the baby elephant's trunk back.
"Well, at least Webby's grandma isn't in here to frighten the elephant," Patch grinned hesitantly.
"Get away from me," Teresa shoved the trunk apart with a smirk and turned back to the others, "I sure showed that elephant."
Then the elephant wrapped her trunk around Teresa's waist to pick her up.
"GET OFF," Teresa warned the elephant, "stop! Desist!"
Soon Webby's grandmother came into the room.
"It's our nanny," Huey gasped as he heard the older duck woman.
"Hurry up, hide the elephant," Louie cried out in despair.
"Oh, yes, like where," Dewey scoffed.
"How should we know," Sid asked.
"Can't you use your magic to get rid of this fact," Teresa asked as she tried to get out of the elephant's trunk as it rocked her back and forth as she seemed to like the elderly mouse despite the protests.
Mrs. Beakley hummed as she came into the room and began to clean, but soon gasped and shrieked once she saw the elephant and where this soon frightened the baby elephant. Teresa fell from the trunk and soon Webby was dragged away by the leash, which made her laugh at the female duckling since that didn't happen to her.
"Shabooey," Gene cried out in grief, "I'm in danger already!"
"This is bad," Sid said.
Scrooge was being driven home as the elephant was afraid and making a mess in the room.
"Faster, one of you, make a wish," Sid yelped.
Mrs. Beakley ran out to warn Scrooge about the elephant.
"Louie, you wish Pinky's permission," Huey warned his brother.
"No, I'm not wasting one of my wishes," Louie replied.
"Just do it," Sid warned him.
"Well, fine," Huey frowned as he took the lamp, "I wish Webby never made her foolish wish!"
And soon where everything went back to the fashion it was.
Teresa wiped her forehead in relief. "Now...let's go outside...."
"Alright," Cynthia said.
Everyone moved outside as faster as possible.
Teresa came out next and saw that Sid got stuck in the window. "I'm not helping you," she warned the boy, "what have you ever done for me?"
Soon Martin helped Sid out the window.
Sid wiggled as he tried to help himself out and soon he was out. "I'm not as light as I used to be," he sighed as he had gained some weight, mostly due to Nanny's cooking.
"You'll have to hit the weights again," Martin said.
"Yes, sometime later, we'll get into that," Sid grinned, "I'm getting as soft as Skippy's heart."
"Yes," Cynthia said.
"You could work out as well, Teresa," Sid smirked as he pulled on Teresa's arms behind her back, which made her legs flop onto the ground, "Martin, look at how flabby and noodly these arms are!"
"I hate to say it, Teresa, but Sid's right," Martin observed.
"Dang it," Teresa moaned.
"You need to spend less time on the computer," Sid warned Teresa.
"Alright, that's it," Teresa said.
"Don't just say, do so," Sid replied.
"Get apart from me, Sid," Teresa took her arms back.
"Hang on, back up," Sid said.
Soon the children went to hide in their room with Gene as Scrooge felt something suspicious after Mrs. Beakley tried to warn him about the elephant.
"These children are smart," Sid said.
"Even if they don't know about Christopher Columbus, don't you guys go to school," Teresa asked.
"Uncle Scrooge says that life experience is the best education," the ducklings replied innocently.
"Of course," Teresa said.
"Faster, get back in the lamp," Patch warned Gene.
"Not the lamp, please," Gene begged, "put me in the doghouse, a madhouse, even a house of pancakes, anywhere but the lamp!"
"OK, that's it, you can hide in my fur," Patch said.
Gene shrunk himself and hit in Patch's fur.
"That was nice of you, Patch," Cynthia grinned.
"I'm a nice boy," Patch grinned back, "Martin said so."
"Because it's true," Martin grinned.
Then there was banging on the door before Scrooge barged in.
"Hello, Uncle Scrooge," everyone greeted innocently.
"What have we done for you," Cynthia blinked innocently.
"Oh, don't act so innocent," Scrooge frowned, "what kind of tricks are ye children playing on Mrs. Beakley?"
"Who, us," Dewey asked.
"Tricks," Huey added.
"Never," Louie concluded.
"Uh-uh," Webby shook her head as she held her doll, "not us, Uncle Scrooge."
"Why would we trick her," Martin asked.
"Then what's going on," Scrooge demanded.
"Oh, nothing, not a fact..." Teresa replied hesitantly, though not as hesitant as Martin since he wasn't the best liar.
'This could be a challenge,' Cynthia thought to herself.
Patch shuddered slightly and couldn't help but scratch against his fur and soon where he felt fleas starting to disappear. "Ah..." he stuck his tongue out in relief as he lowered his back hind leg.
"Any matter, we're not up to anything," Cynthia said.
"You must be working too hard, Uncle Scrooge," Teresa replied innocently.
"Oh, alright," Scrooge gave in before leaving the room, "but stay out of danger, I'm in no mood for mischief."
"We won't, Uncle Scrooge," Huey, Dewey and Louie saluted as they wore their scout caps, "Woodchuck's Promise!"
Martin nodded in agreement. Scrooge nodded back and then left the room. Then Patch got down on all fours and let Gene come out once the coast was clear.
"You children are some clever...Wisequacks," Teresa said before laughing out loud and long at her own pun.
There was only silence after that joke.
"C'mon, why is it wherever I make a joke no one laughs," Teresa moaned.
"Because you aren't funny," Sid replied bluntly. Soon he got elbowed by Martin for that response. "What? That's true," he shrugged.
"Well, I think your friend is quite funny," Gene chuckled to Teresa.
"Thank you," Teresa said.
"Well, what have we done now," Gene asked.
"Let's go outside and make more wishes," Dewey suggested.
"That sounds nice," Cynthia grinned.
Everyone left the boys' bedroom and came outside.
"I wish to go hang-gliding," Dewey wished.
Soon Gene granted his wish.
Dewey laughed and cheered as soon as he went hang-gliding into the heavens.
"My turn," Cynthia grinned.
"What is your wish, my darling," Gene asked Cynthia.
"I wish that my biological siblings were here," Cynthia wished.
Soon Gene granted the wish, hoping it would work out. Luckily, it had and sure enough, Timber Spruce and Gloriosa Daisy appeared.
Teresa looked up and gasped before they fell on top of her. "Well...it was nice while it lasted..." she muffled.
"Oops, I'm sorry, I must work on that," Gene said.
"Thanks, Gene," Cynthia beamed as she was glad to have her siblings here.
"Uh, where are we," Timber asked as he stood up with Gloriosa.
"You're in Duckburg," Cynthia grinned.
"What's a Duckburg," Gloriosa asked.
"I've heard of this place," Timber replied, "doesn't Scrooge McDuck live here?"
"You have that right," Martin grinned.
"How did we get here," Gloriosa asked.
"Magic," Cynthia grinned, "I wished for you!"
"You wished for us," Timber asked.
"That, was my doing," Gene replied.
"Yes," Sid nodded.
"More magic," Timber and Gloriosa asked themselves before they yelped slightly in surprise as Cynthia hugged them instantly.
"I'm so happy that you two are gonna stay with us," Cynthia grinned.
Timber and Gloriosa grinned back to their little sister.
"I wish Goku was here," Martin grinned.
Then Gene used his magic again to summon Goku, just for Martin and he had the same reaction that Gloriosa and Timber did only he landed on top of Sid. Teresa snickered and laughed at him.
"Hey, buddy," Goku grinned to Martin.
"Hey, Goku," Martin grined back.
The two shared a fast hug.
"Hey, Goku," Teresa greeted flatly.
"Hi, Teresa," Goku greeted back.
Soon Sid stood up and dusted himself clean.
"Hey, Sid," Goku greeted.
"Hey, Goku," Sid replied, "how's Chichi?"
"She's doing grand," Goku said.
"Alright, Teresa, are you gonna wish for someone to appear," Sid asked.
"Who would I wish for," Teresa scoffed.
"Like perhaps Sebastian," Sid said.
"Gross," Teresa replied.
"Teresa, he cares a lot about you," Cynthia reminded.
"Gross," Teresa repeated.
"Oh, c'mon, Teresa, make a wish," Gene urged.
"I have nothing to wish for..." Teresa sighed, "all my life is just a pile of disappointment on the garbage truck of reality."
"C'mon, isn't there something that you'd wish for," Gene asked.
"I wish Sid was a lot more nice to me," Teresa smirked.
"What?! Teresa, you can't--" Sid frowned until his eyes glowed slightly and he bowed before Teresa, "What have I done for you, My Queen?"
"Wish granted," Gene grinned.
Sid hugged Teresa with a grin.
"Alright, let's take it easy now," Teresa groaned.
"As you wish, My Queen," Sid said.
"Ooh, this could be disturbing......" Teresa muttered to herself.
Sure enough, the ducklings made more wishes and they were instantly in a children's paradise.
"This is amazing," Patch grinned.
"Yes, that certainly is, better than since Genie with Aladdin," Teresa said as Sid began to paint her toenails before sighing, "I sure do miss him though, he really knew how to make me laugh."
"Who knows," Cynthia replied, "perhaps we'll see each other again."
"That is certain," Sid said before painting Teresa's toenails.
Teresa laughed and then kicked him in the face. "I'm sorry, but my big toes are ticklish."
"That's quite alright...." Sid smirked before his left eye twitched, "anything to make you happy."
"I think I'm going to enjoy this," Teresa smirked.
Sid stuck his tongue out as he continued to paint Teresa's nails.
"What else should we wish for," Huey wondered.
"I'd like a small steamboat," Louie replied as he bounced on the trampoline.
"Sure," Gene replied as he drove the train, "you want that with or without an ocean?"
"He has a point," Patch said.
"A little much," Louie asked.
"Just a tad," Gene replied.
"I know," Huey grinned, "I wish for the world's biggest ice cream sundae! But not too big...."
"That wish is perfect," Cynthia grinned.
"Ice cream sundae, c'mon down," Gene called out before granting the wish.
There were colorful sparks in the heavens and cones of ice cream came raining down and landed into the pool with chocolate sauce and a cherry landed on top of Huey.
"Huh...must watch out for that wind shear," Gene commented.
Soon the ducklings, teenagers, Sid and Patch started to eat the ice cream.
"Sid, I didn't know you liked ice cream," Patch grinned.
"Oh, on a bad day, it satisfies me," Sid grinned back.
"Say, guys, shouldn't we eat dinner before we eat dessert," Cynthia asked the others as they ate the sundae together.
Everyone simply blinked as their response. "Naahhhh," the others said before eating their ice cream.
"Want a cherry, Teresa," Huey joked.
"Oh, dear, I'm sorry, I don't like cherries," Teresa declined.
"That was a joke," Huey said.
"Yet, I don't like cherries," Teresa replied.
"Your name is Teresa, but you don't like cherries," Webby asked.
"Teresa is actually a nickname," Teresa replied, "my real name is----hey, save some of that for me!"
"Dang it," Patch moaned.
"What's wrong, boy," Martin asked, "you can eat chocolate now, Teresa's friend Katie had Willy Wonka made a new flavor just for you."
"Teresa was about to say her real name," Patch pouted before getting a devilish idea.
"Oh, yes, that..." Martin replied, "she doesn't like her real name very much...it's...huh..."
"You don't remember," Patch asked.
"I'm sorry, buddy, but I've known her as Teresa so long, I guess I forgot about that," Martin grinned sheepishly.
"Oh, Gene," Patch called out with a smirk.
"Yes, Patch," Gene grinned to the Dalmatian.
"I wish that Teresa would warn us her real name," Patch smirked.
"I should be able to do that, strange wish though," Gene replied before granting the wish.
"And here comes the name," Patch grinned out of emotion.
It was getting rather late as everyone ate their ice cream.
"Well, Teresa, what is your real name," Patch asked.
Teresa muffled as her mouth was complete.
"No, no, swallow," Patch complained.
Then Teresa swallowed and hiccuped slightly as she swallowed rather fast. Patch moaned before frightening her by barking louder behind her.
"AAH," Teresa yelped, "Patch, you know I hate that!"
"I know, and I'm sorry, now warn us," Patch demanded.
"Warn you what," Teresa asked.
"Teresa..." Patch growled, "if that even is your real name."
Soon the wish took control.
"Well, Teresa," Patch asked.
Teresa whispered her real name into Patch's ear.
"Seriously," Patch asked.
"I never liked saying it..." Teresa replied, "people always have it wrong...but Martin started calling me Teresa in the orphanage and it sorta stuck."
"Ohh," Patch grinned.
"But there, now you know," Teresa said.
"And I'm happy for that," Patch said.
Later on, they decided to go back to the mansion.
"Oh, dear, no sign of them yet," Mrs. Beakley frowned, "should I call the police?"
"Whoops, looks like Uncle Scrooge is pretty upset." Martin whispered.
"Aye, to hold me back if these rascals eventually get home," Scrooge frustratedly paced as the childrens had missed curfew, "this time, they'll be grounded for a month! No video games, no television, and no more friends spending the night!"
"I wish Uncle Scrooge would be nice right now and not mad with us for being out late," Dewey whispered to Gene.
Soon Gene granted his wish. Scrooge flinched and looked dazed for a moment as the children came inside.
"We're home," the ducklings announced.
"Children," Mrs. Beakley frowned with her hands on her hips, "I think your uncle has something to say to you."
"Oh, I wish he does so," Cynthia grinned.
"Aye, welcome home," Scrooge grinned to the others, "can I get you all anything? Cookies? Milk? Ice cream?"
"No, thanks," Louie replied, "we're kinda complete."
"And sleepy," Webby yawned.
"That's because it's past your bedtime," Scrooge grinned to them before sending them upstairs, "scoot along, my wee ones."
"Goodnight, Uncle Scrooge," Teresa and Martin also yawned.
"Sleep tight," Scrooge grinned.
"That's warning them, sir," the butler whispered sarcastically.
Soon Scrooge looked like he didn't know why he didn't punish the children.
Soon everyone was getting into their pajamas to get some sleep. Sid was making up a bed for Teresa and was fluffing a pillow for her and even got her a glass of water.
"I love this wish," Teresa grinned.
"Is there anything else I can do for you, milady," Sid bowed like a servant.
"That will be all," Teresa said.
"Sleep tight..." Sid grinned to her.
Then Teresa lay down and went into bed before yawning and turning over to get some sleep. Sid seemed to watch her sleep.
"Go to sleep," Teresa said without turning around.
"Oh, but I wanna make sure you have a best night's sleep," Sid grinned, "I don't want you to have nightmares."
"I will have nightmares knowing you're watching me sleep like a dingo about to eat its prey," Teresa said.
"I just wanna make sure you're alright," Alec smirked.
Teresa put her covers over head with a small moan. Soon Gene panicked after seeing the shadow of a bird.
"Oh, dear, Gene is in a panic," Sid said with a forced grin, "allow me to check him for you, Teresa."
"PLEASE DON'T LEAVE," Teresa begged.
"Don't worry," Sid grinned to her. "I'll be right back," he dashed away.
"Eventually," Teresa sighed before going to sleep.
"Hide me! Hide me! Hurry up, chase him away," Gene panicked and hid inside of Louie's night cap.
"It's just an owl," Patch said.
"An owl," Gene asked as he glanced out to see if it was safe.
"He comes around here every night," Dewey replied.
"I thought it was my meanest master," Gene sighed as he came out of Louie's night cap, "the one Collie Baba stole my lamp from."
"Wait, you mean Collie Baba stole your lamp from Merlock," Martin asked.
"Who," the ones who didn't know about Merlock asked.
"You know of my old master," Gene asked Martin in worry.
"We saw him," Martin said, "well, what did he make you do with his three wishes?"
"His first wish was to live forever," Gene said as he looked at the goldfish on the window sill.
"Oh, nice wisher," Huey commented.
"Not exactly," Sid said.
"Naughty wisher, you don't know," Gene agreed before he began to weep, "he made me do the worst facts."
"Like what," Goku asked.
"Did ya ever hear of Atlantis," Gene sniffled. "It was everybody's favorite resort until Merlock couldn't get reservations. Then, down she went! And poor Pompeii...." he bawled as he set down the fishbowl. "Mount Vesuvius would never have blown its top if Merlock hadn't blown his," he blew his nose as he looked quite miserable about his former master.
"Well then, he used up all his wishes, right," Timber asked.
"But that's just it," Gene sulked, "Merlock has unlimited wishes because he has a magic talisman."
"That amulet you saw earlier," Sid warned Martin and Patch as Gene twirled his finger into the mirror to show an image of Merlock's trinket.
"But how can that magic talisman give him unlimited wishes," Gloriosa asked.
"It's what gives him his powers," Gene warned her. "And if he puts it on the lamp, he gets as many wishes as he wants. Now do you see why I'm a little jumpy," he asked before weeping again.
"We understand now," Timber said.
"Sid, I thought you said 'Skippy' sunk Atlantis," Martin said to the boy.
"He did so..." Sid replied, "he saw a plug and tripped."
"Wow," Martin said.
"Merlock must've manipulated that clumsy oaf..." Sid looked away.
"Possibly," Patch said.
"Skippy never could do anything right," Sid muttered.
"Let's all get some sleep," Goku said.
"Oh, I know," Cynthia spoke up, "let's just wish for the talisman."
"I'm afraid that's one wish I cannot do," Gene warned her, "you'd have to steal it from him yourself, and farewell."
"Why," Timber asked.
"Why," Sid repeated him, "why?! Because you're doomed, that's why!"
"He can't be that bad," Timber shrugged.
"Did you not hear what I warned you," Gene replied, "he's dangerous!"
"We've dealt with worse," Cynthia said.
"You did face Jafar," Sid grinned hesitantly, though that would not be the last time they would see the ex-royal vizier.
"Yes," Patch said.
"Just get ready for his revenge," Sid frowned.
"Revenge," Patch's eyes widened.
"I'm afraid he'll return to Agrabah sometime soon," Sid sighed.
"Oops..." Patch frowned.
"I'm sorry, I didn't wanna say anything to ruin your best time in Scrooge McDuck's mansion," Sid replied. "I know how much he means to Teresa and Martin since they have to spend their first Christmas with a real family with him," he saw everyone getting tired. "I know, I'm sleepy as well, let's just turn in for the night before someone gets nightmares," he suggested.
"Like you watching Teresa sleep," Martin asked.
"Ah, I wasn't really gonna do that," Sid smirked, "I'm immune to genie magic, where I was just pretending to be nice to her."
"Really," Martin asked.
"Yes, Gene is harmless to me, though we can't say for sure with Genie Jafar," Sid replied, "but I guess we have to wait for the idiot to find him."
"That's true," Cynthia said.
Soon everyone yawned and went to their own beds to get some sleep. Gene just hoped that Merlock wouldn't come while they were sleeping. Soon everyone was asleep.
Teresa yawned as she awakened after everyone fell asleep, she looked relieved that Sid had fallen asleep and went to get herself a nice cold glass of water. "Eventually," she sighed. She filled a glass with plenty of ice and put a straw in it to sip her drink. "That's refreshing, but I'm not tired....." she said to herself, she looked around since her laptop wasn't around and decided to explore everyone else's dreams. "I might as well explore their dream," Teresa shrugged.
There was a glowing white light and Teresa was in a room that had many doors.
"Eenie meeny....that one," Teresa said before going into Martin's dream since it was the first one available, "I do wonder what he's dreaming about?"
Martin dreamed about himself being trained in the Canterlot Royal Guard with Shining Armor.
"Of course..." Teresa replied, "all he needs now if Cynthia in danger and him saving the day." To her surprise, he didn't dream about Cynthia in danger yet.
Teresa played on her phone, but she got bored and decided to see Cynthia's dream next. Cynthia was dreaming about her wedding to Martin.
"Should have expected this," Teresa said.
Teresa came into Patch's dream and he was chasing a car that had Colette held hostage in it and was driven by the naughty guy from the Thunderbolt TV series.
"This is new," Teresa said.
Patch growled as soon as he jumped in the air and landed on the hood of the car. The evil guy gasped and panicked at the sight of Patch. Then Patch barked as loud and powerful as Thunderbolt to frighten him into stopping the car where he could save his beloved Colette. Soon the bad guy stopped the car before coming out as two of them.
Patch snarled as he looked ready for anything. Soon Lucky appeared behind Patch to give him a helping paw. Thunderbolt was next to him to give him a helping paw as well. Patch smirked to the older dogs and they all jumped against the bad guys, though it wasn't a regular fight with a dog, it was like a wrestling match.
"Alright, this is somewhat interesting," Teresa said.
Colette cupped her paw in worry as she watched the fight. Soon Patch kicked the bad guys toward Thunderbolt, who kicked them back against Lucky and he had kicked them into the heavens.
"Nice," Teresa smirked.
Colette came toward Patch with a grin. The two grinned to each other and began to kiss and do other facts.
"Alright, I do not need to see doggy love," Teresa moaned and shut the door, "alright, who's next?"
The next was Gene's door.
"This should be interesting..." Teresa said to herself before opening Gene's door to see what he was dreaming about.
And where it was him playing with the ducklings without granting any wishes.
"That must be Gene's secret wish..." Teresa said to herself. "He just wants to be a normal kid like Pinocchio and not be a genie anymore..." she decided to remember this for later as it seemed very reluctant for Gene. Soon she went on to the other doors.
She was curious of Webby's dream, she was sure it was going to be a pink girly paradise. She saw that she was right and she was about to shut the door, but she saw the young female duckling with an adult duck couple she had never met or seen before.
"I love you and I miss you every day..." Webby grinned, "Mummy and Daddy."
"We miss you as well," Mr. Vanderquack said.
"We're so glad you're being a good girl for Grammy," Webby's mother added.
Webby hugged her parents with tears in her eyes. Soon Teresa looked like she was going to weep herself as children being separated from loved ones always broke her heart.
Soon she left the dream. She wiped her eyes and sniffled slightly.
"Life is so unfair, is it," Sid asked as he was seen in a tree in the room.
"Sid, what are you doing here," Teresa frowned, "this is my job, not yours!"
"Oh, I know," Sid said.
Teresa frowned.
"It's a mournful story though..." Sid said as he played with a deck of cards in his hands, "Webby's parents are alive, they just couldn't afford to take care of her."
"Wait, what," Teresa asked.
"That's true..." Sid replied, "the Vanderquack couple are very complex people."
"Huh..." Teresa hummed, but soon yelped as Sid jumped down from the tree and landed on her.
"Nice soft landing...." Sid grinned and looked around, not realizing he was sitting on her, "Teresa? Teresa!"
"HEEELLLPPP," Teresa muffled.
"Oops," Sid said. Then he got away from her. "Are you alright, darling," he did his nice act, "can I get you a massage, clean your room for you, do your homework?"
Teresa frowned up at him in annoyance. "The wish never affected you, did it," she frowned.
"I thought you were the smart one," Sid smirked, "genie magic doesn't affect me unless it's from someone more powerful than I."
"Oh..." Teresa gulped.
"Trust me, you're gonna wanna be on the look out for Jafar after this..." Sid replied, "I mean, we're with genies, I thought you'd ought to know."
"Whatever he does so, we can take him on," Teresa scoffed.
"You remember that strong genie form he has," Sid asked.
"Well, yes..." Teresa replied, "but Genie sent him to the Cave of Wonders..."
"Yes, until he gets out..." Sid said, "oh, Teresa, I didn't mean to frighten you."
"YOU'RE A LITTLE LATE FOR THAT," Teresa replied, "I hate it if you frighten me, I don't care if you find it amusing."
"OK, that's it," Sid said.
"Huh..." Teresa frowned.
"You know, I'm afraid as well..." Sid rubbed his arm hesitantly.
"You are," Teresa asked in shock.
"Of Merlock..." Sid said, being serious and not joking around, "he made the early years a living nightmare and I'm concerned he'll use fear against us."
"Woah," Teresa said.
"Fear's quite a powerful emotion..." Sid said as he brought out a purple orb to symbolize the frightened emotion.
"That is..." Teresa had to admit before sighing, "why does growing up have to be so difficult?"
Sid simply shrugged.
"It's probably easy for you, you've been alive for hundreds of years," Teresa said.
"That may be true, but I have a hard life as well," Sid replied, "I almost lived like Cinderella since I was younger, my parents made me sleep in the basement and my mother made me do chores."
"Woah," Teresa said, "that sounds horrible."
"I'm yet warning the truth......" Sid sighed.
"No wonder you're such a jerk," Teresa replied, "I blame your parents for that."
"I know," Sid cried out in despair, "I feel like they regret having me! Mum always warned me how much she wanted a daughter more than a son! The Boss of the Witch's Council was always a witch, not a warlock!"
Teresa was about to say something until they saw Patch's dream door starting to shake and was now becoming nightmare. "Oh, dear, Patch is having a nightmare," she began to panic, "what have I done? What have I done?! WHAT HAVE I DONE?!"
"Calm down, what did Luna teach you about handling nightmares," Sid asked.
"Um...huh..." Teresa paused as she tried to think back, "I think it was about consoling the dreamer and making the nightmare stop."
Soon Teresa opened the door to see what it was about. The lights flashed in her eyes briefly, but soon they faded apart and Patch was seen with his puppyhood idol: Thunderbolt. And soon where she saw Thunderbolt hanging onto a cliff for dear life.
"Patch, help me," Thunderbolt cried out in grief as if he dropped, he could get murdered.
"I'm-a coming," Patch cried back as he ran his best to try and save him, only to be stopped by a Rottweiler.
The Rottweiler snarled and made Patch back up from the cliff, but he raised his paw and smacked him in the muzzle. Though this normally wouldn't hurt Patch, he put his paw to his muzzle and removed it to find blood.
"You're not going anywhere, this is what your owner gets for turning down the best life of a street urchin," the Rottweiler growled.
"Wait, you're Buster," Patch asked.
"Surprised to see me, Spot," Buster smirked.
"The name is Patch and actually, I am, how do you know me," Patch asked before seeing that Thunderbolt was about to fall, "you know what, never mind, I'll find out later; right now, Thunderbolt needs me."
Then Buster whacked him off again.
"Cut that out," Patch frowned.
"No, I don't think I will, House Pet," Buster snarled.
"Out of my road," Patch growled before teleporting to Thunderbolt.
Thunderbolt yelped as the cliff broke slightly and was closer to making him fall.
"Give me your paw, Thunderbolt," Patch said once he appeared again as he held his right paw out to his idol.
Thunderbolt groaned and strained until he held out his right paw toward Patch.
"Almost there," Patch said as he stretched his right paw out.
Thunderbolt moaned and tried to reach out to Patch's paw. Patch was about to pull Thunderbolt to safety, only to pulled back by his tail by Buster.
"Let go of me," Patch frowned at Buster, "let me go!"
"Alright, if you say so." Buster muffled before sending him flying to a tree.
Patch yelped as he was sent flying. Soon Thunderbolt slipped and began to fall. Teresa panicked for Patch and tried to stop the nightmare from what Princess Luna taught her.
"Oh, and what have we got here," Buster smirked, "a girl trying to save the day?"
"Hey, leave Teresa alone," Patch frowned, "she's a dream-bender!"
"I can do this....I can do this..." Teresa tried to make the dream better, but only made the nightmare worse by making Buster bigger than Patch enough to crush him, "NO!! That's not what I wanted!"
"Focus, Teresa," Sid frowned.
"I'm trying," Teresa warned him.
Soon Patch ran right through between Buster's legs to try and save Thunderbolt with his magic.
"Try harder," Sid frowned, "put some muscle into it!"
Teresa growled at him as she tried to save Patch's dream. Patch was about to save Thunderbolt, only to be stopped by Buster. He yelped out as Buster raised his paw and smashed him, ending the dream which would then awaken Patch.
Patch woke up in the real world with a gasp and shivered as he looked all around only to find out it was just a dream. "Thank heavens," he sighed.
"What was that," Sid scolded Teresa once they left Patch's dream.
"I tried..." Teresa replied.
"Not hard enough," Sid folded his arms, "just hope he isn't scarred for life from it!"
"I wish he won't be," Teresa said before she noticed Sid shivering from his spine. "Wait, what," she asked about the shivering down his spine, "Sid, what is this?!"
"Merlock is coming," Sid gulped.
Then Teresa looked hesitant herself.
Sure enough, Teresa blinked and she found herself in the McDuck kitchen and she rushed to a window to keep an eye out for Merlock. Soon it was morning and where everything was peaceful.
"It's morning..." Teresa frowned.
Soon Merlock and Dijon were on their road to the mansion. Teresa gasped and ducked down as she saw Merlock coming.
"Oh, dear, he must have found out we escaped with the lamp," Teresa whispered.
"Are you certain this is where Scrooge lives," Merlock asked his lackey.
"This time, I'm very sure....I think." Dijon replied as he was stuck in a thorn bush.
"Then we'll begin our search," Merlock said.
"In light," Dijon asked as he got out of the rosebush, "but I am not a popular favorite in that house. Scrooge find me, he murder me!"
"That guy has worse luck than I do," Teresa commented.
"Then you stay out of sight," Merlock frowned as he sent him flying.
Teresa winced and ducked to that.
"I'll try very hard to remember you at reward time," Merlock warned his lackey before turning into a rat to sneak into the mansion.
"I have to go warn the others," Teresa said.
Soon Sid appeared. "You abandoned me!"
"Not now," Teresa ignored him and went to warn the others.
"That's new," Sid said.
"Whatever you have to say, I'm in no mood," Teresa frowned before going after the others.
"I smell a rat," Sid folded his arms before sniffing, "wait, I seriously do......And he's EVIL!!!"
"He's here," Teresa panicked.
"Everybody panic," Sid ran off like a coward.
"Wow," Teresa said. "I better see how everyone else is," she went away to see the others while Sid was the one being hysterical instead of her.
Meanwhile, with the others....
"There's the robber," Dewey called out as they were playing a game.
"Catch him," Huey added.
Gene laughed as he was pretending to be a robber and carried a sack of money off while Huey, Dewey and Louie were the cops. Patch added himself as the police dog. Gene jumped onto the carpet and tried to get away on it like a magic carpet, but it was just an ordinary one. Patch saw what Gene was trying to do and decided to use his magic to make the carpet come to life.
"He's getting away," Huey and Dewey cried out in despair as they ran after Gene while he flew off with a laugh.
"They sure are having fun," Mo grinned.
"Guuuys," Teresa called out as she ran before she slipped on a roller blade, which sent her flying and she ended up in the toy police car and and it raced down the stairs and knocked her down on the floor. "Well...my luck hasn't changed today..." she muttered weakly.
"No," Sid shook his head.
"Reach for the heavens," Patch warned Gene after he bit on the carpet.
"Oh, boys," Webby called out as she rang a tiny bell, "tea festivity time!"
"Oh, right," Patch muffled.
"Not now, Webby," Dewey frowned.
"We're in the middle of an arrest," Louie put his hands on his hips.
"C'mon, guys, let's be fair," Martin said.
"Besides, what's wrong with a little tea feast now and again," Gloriosa grinned as she stood with Webby and Cynthia.
"That's right," Cynthia said.
"C'mon, Genie," Webby caught Gene's hand, "they don't know how much fun they're gonna miss."
Teresa began to climb back up the stairs. "Merlock's here," she shivered.
"Teresa," Martin looked over, "did Sid kick you down the stairs?"
"No..." Teresa shivered, "Merlock...is...coming!"
"What," Martin gasped.
"I saw him..." Teresa gasped before she looked dizzy.
Martin gave her a glass of water. Teresa coughed and chugged it down.
"Now, are you sure," Martin asked.
"Yes," Teresa replied, "I saw him with my own eyes after Patch's nightmare!"
"Patch had a nightmare," Martin asked out of worry.
"You gave me a nightmare," Patch asked Teresa.
"No, no, I tried to fix your dream," Teresa said, "it...just turned into a nightmare."
"Though the question is why did your dream turn into a nightmare," Sid asked Patch.
"I'm not sure," Patch shrugged, "I guess I felt overwhelmed based on what Martin warned me about Buster."
"Thunderbolt was in it as well," Teresa said.
"I was trying to save him, then Buster showed up..." Patch warned Martin.
"I thought I sensed some distress if I awakened to use the bathroom earlier..." Martin replied.
"Huh..." Sid hummed, "but what if your dream is trying to warn you something?"
"If only I could find out..." Patch said.
"Teresa," Sid called.
Then Teresa let go of the top step to bounce down the steps to get away from him.
"Really," Sid asked, unimpressed. Then he reached out and picked her back up. Then he gave Patch a spell to make him fall asleep.
"C'mon, man, I don't wanna do this," Teresa moaned.
"Yes, but, you will do it," Sid said.
"What if I don't want to," Teresa pouted.
"Then I'll make you," Sid said.
Soon Teresa and Sid frowned to each other, but of course, Teresa lost and was sent into the Dreamscape Realm.
"Now, everybody hide me from Merlock," Sid panicked.
"Oh, boy," Timber rolled his eyes.
Merlock sneaked into the house as Scrooge was declining about going to a ball. What Merlock did count on was the maid who was Webby's grandmother. Mrs. Beakley frowned down at Merlock. Merlock turned back and gasped, only to be swatted by the maid's broom. And where it looked like he would be busy for a while.
Meanwhile with Webby, Mo, Gloriosa and Gene......
"Do you know how to do a tea festival," Cynthia asked the young genie.
"Sure! I've read all about it," Gene grinned as he took out a feather and put it in his hat, "can I be the Indian who throws the tea overboard?"
"No, that's the Boston Tea Festival, totally different," Cynthia chuckled.
"She's right, this tea festival is totally different," Webby grinned.
"Oh...how does it work," Gene asked.
"First, you pour the tea...." Webby presented as she used Gene's lamp as a teapot before taking her cup. "Then take little sips....." she sipped her teacup with her pinkie out and grinned. "And speak to your guests," she took out her favorite doll, "oh, what a lovely dress, Quacky."
"Oh, it is quite a lovely dress," Cynthia grinned.
"Get outta here," Gene complained, "no war paint or tomahawks, or anything?"
"Uh-uh," Webby shook her head, "just you and me and my friends here."
"You call these festive animals," Gene frowned, "they're lifeless!"
"Oh, you shouldn't have said that," Gloriosa's eyes widened.
"Oh, Genie, you just gave me the best idea in the world," Webby grinned.
Gene yet scowled at her with his arms folded.
"There is a fashion to have all my friends enjoy the festival," Webby grinned as she took the lamp.
"I don't mean it," Gene gulped, "the less, the merrier! Just you, me, Cynthia, Gloriosa, and a pot of tea!"
"This'll be fun," Webby grinned, "I wish all my toys and dollies were alive!"
"Now you've done it, Gene," Cynthia sighed.
Soon Gene granted Webby's wish. Webby laughed in emotion once her toys and dolls had come to life.
"Oh, this is bad," Gloriosa gulped.
"It's so nice to finally meet you all," Webby grinned to her toys.
"Uh, cookies, anyone," Cynthia grinned hesitantly at the wilder animals such as tigers, snakes and gorillas. "Whoops, they don't look tamed," she gulped.
Teresa poked her head in. "Hey, guys, what's going on," she gasped, "living stuffed animals!"
A snake slithered around her and squeezed her in its hold.
"Sid, I'm ready to enter Patch's dream right now," Teresa gasped.
"Oohh, but now you wanna go..." Sid folded his arms.
"Yes," Teresa choked, "please!"
"You didn't seem interested a few moments go..." Sid ignored her situation.
"I'M DYING," Teresa cried out in grief.
"OK, that's it," Sid said.
Teresa gasped and gagged. Sid caught the snake and pulled him away from her and sent her into Patch's dream with a small smirk. Soon all the toys and dolls ran out of the room.
"Dollies, be nice," Webby wagged her finger.
Mrs. Beakley continued to look for Merlock in his rat form. "If there's anything I hate more than elephants in the house, it's rats," she growled, trying to find him. "Here, ratty, ratty...come to Nanny~...." she shrieked once she saw the toys coming right at her.
"Oh, this is bad," Cynthia said.
"This isn't a house, it's a zoo," Mrs. Beakley panicked before she ran downstairs.
"Wish them back, please," Gene begged Webby.
"I can't," Webby frowned, "that was my last wish."
"Dang it, she's right," Cynthia said.
"Oh, I wish you hadn't said that," Gene sulked.
Soon a stuffed tiger came side-by-side and clawed at the curtains, which was where Merlock was hiding.
"Oh, I hope Jerry's not here," Cynthia said.
"I seriously doubt it," Gloriosa warned her sister, "he must be somewhere else."
Soon the tiger swatted at the curtains, which dropped them and Merlock scurried for dear life.
"I'm so hungry...." Sid moaned, but saw the rat scampering past. "Oh, boy, a snack," he picked him up by his tail and was about to eat him.
"Don't even think about it," Merlock frowned.
"M-M-Merlock..." Sid shivered.
"That's right," Merlock smirked.
Soon Sid dropped him and shivered. "Uh, you go away or I'll step on you."
"Do it..." Merlock challenged.
Then Sid tried to stop on him, but couldn't find the courage to. Luckily, the stuffed tiger looked hungry.
"Aren't you gonna squash me like a bug," Merlock taunted Sid, "aw, what's wrong, Batsworth, are you gonna weep?"
"N-No," Sid frowned. "You're gonna weep and go home to your mum and she's gonna make you clean the outhouse," he ran off and began weeping.
Merlock simply smirked before he felt someone breathing on him. The then turned to see the stuffed tiger who looked rather hungry. And he started to run for dear life and was being recorded by Cynthia, who knew Sid would love watching the video. Soon Dijon came side-by-side to look for his master as he had been gone for an awfully long time.
Meanwhile, with Teresa....
"Don't mess up...don't mess up," Teresa coached herself as she waited to go to Patch's dream.
Soon Patch's door appeared, warning Teresa it was time. Then Teresa opened the door and came into Patch's dream. And where this one was different as she saw Patch looking around at a dark place before finding Thunderbolt looking mournful and lonely. "Wow, I never saw that dog tearful before..." she commented about Thunderbolt.
"Oh, Thunderbolt," Patch came to his puppy-hood idol.
"Hey there, jocko," Thunderbolt replied.
"What's wrong," Patch frowned.
"I feel empty inside......" Thunderbolt sulked, "I wish I could have a family like you, jocko."
"Wait, Thunderbolt, are you lonely and are you contacting me in my dream," Patch asked.
"I guess I am...." Thunderbolt shrugged.
"Oh, Thunderbolt, I wish there was something I could do..." Patch pouted, "what about your show? I know I don't watch it much anymore, but--"
"Cancelled," Thunderbolt replied. "The studio closed up shop for real and they threw me out on the streets," he grinned dreamily, "Like that Singing Stray girl, Dixie~..."
This caused Patch to gasp in shock.
"I'm afraid so...." Thunderbolt sighed.
"What happened to Li'l Lightning," Patch asked.
"I'm not sure to be honest..." Thunderbolt shrugged, "I hadn't seen him since you saved the day for not just me, but your brothers and sisters."
'Huh, well, what do you know,' Teresa thought to herself, 'Sid was right.'
Patch and Thunderbolt grinned to each other. Soon the tone grew dark and serious as Buster came back.
"Ready for Round 2, House Pup," Buster laughed.
"GO AWAY," Patch growled.
"What is with this guy," Teresa asked before seeing something that looked like a part of Nightmare Moon's mane or tail.
"Oh, dear," she gasped, "Nightmare Moon!"
"Hello there, young dream-bender...." a deep and eerie voice greeted before waving around her and a shadow was hiding with beady red eyes, "what's the matter? Are we doubting ourselves with our ability?"
"Hey, get back here," Teresa frowned as she followed the shadow and soon ended up in a dark and eerie forest, "this is new."
"You think you can handle the responsibility," the voice asked.
"Well, if you think you can take away my abilities, you go right ahead," Teresa frowned.
"As easily said as done..." the voice said before wiping apart Teresa's abilities.
"Leave her alone, foul demon," Princess Luna's voice broke through the forest.
Teresa shivered slightly and looked down to see that the only person who was tormenting her was herself as it was only her shadow. Soon Princess Luna used her magic on the Shadow Teresa to make her disappear.
"Princess Luna," Teresa asked.
"Teresa, you can't run from your own shadow," Princess Luna educated.
"I know," Teresa frowned.
"Why are you so hesitant," Princess Luna asked.
"I just don't think I can ever get the hang of this..." Teresa sighed.
"Yes, you will," Princess Luna assured her.
"I hope so..." Teresa sighed, "I swear, I saw Nightmare Moon as ewll."
"She must have lured you into the Nightmare Forest," Princess Luna said.
"I don't like this...." Teresa sighed, "not even Sid believes in me."
"Don't focus on these who don't believe in you," Princess Luna said.
"It's hard sometimes...." Teresa sighed before she was sent back to Patch's dream.
Buster and Patch began to fight each other. Teresa narrowed her eyes as she tried to make Patch able to defeat Buster and where this time, she was able to. Patch seemed to grow in size with Buster, though grew bigger than the Rottweiler.
"This is new," Buster said.
Patch snarled and whacked Buster off with his paw.
"Nice," Teresa smirked.
"You see? Now you're getting it," Princess Luna grinned.
Teresa was happy for this, but was mournful to hear about Thunderbolt.
"He's gone now, Thunderbolt," Patch said.
"Thanks, boy, you were always the heroic one," Thunderbolt grinned.
Soon Teresa knew what they had to do for Patch and Thunderbolt after the adventure. "Can I leave now," she asked.
"I wish Patch is fine here now," Princess Luna nodded.
Soon Teresa came out of Patch's dream and was knocked over by Sid as he ran. "OWWW!!!"
"Oh, that did not hurt," Sid frowned with a scoff.
"Why are you running," Princess Luna asked.
"Merlock's on the loose," Sid warned her.
"What," Princess Luna gasped.
"I'm afraid so, he's after Gene," Sid warned the alicorn princess of the night.
"Oh, dear..." Princess Luna said.
"Luna, you know Merlock as well," Teresa asked.
"Yes, he's the one who wished to torment me with Nightmare Moon before Twilight and Spike's first Nightmare Night in Ponyville," Princess Luna replied.
"Oh, my..." Teresa gulped.
"Everybody panic," Sid ran off like a coward.
"Wow," Teresa said. "I better see how everyone else is," she went away to see the others while Sid was the one being hysterical instead of her.
Huey, Dewey and Louie yet rode their squad car. Martin pushed it from behind, making siren sounds as he played along with them. Patch was happy to see this after his dream.
"Living room...books...living stuffed animals......" Martin said before doing a double take, "LIVING STUFFED ANIMALS?!"
"Did you just say living stuffed animals," Patch asked.
Martin let go of the car and looked into the room with Patch to see that stuffed animals had come to life.
"Webby must've done this," Patch guessed.
"Looks like something she would wish for," Martin said.
"I'm sorry," Webby said as she came down the stairs and handed him the lamp, "just make them stop."
"Luckily, I only have two wishes left," Martin said.
"Children, what's going on in here," Scrooge asked as he came into the room, "well?"
"Oops," Huey frowned, "looks like the jig is up. Go ahead, Martin."
"Alright, I wish everything was back to normal," Martin wished as he rubbed the lamp.
Then Gene transformed into his genie guise and used his magic to change everything back to the fashion it used to be and where Merlock was now inside the stuffed tiger after it ate him. Merlock grumbled and tried to escape.
"Blow me bagpipes," Scrooge gasped at Gene, "he's a genie!"
"Does his mother know about this," Mrs. Beakley asked as she came out from the door under the staircase.
"Um...well, you see..." Cynthia grinned hesitantly.
"We were gonna warn you, Uncle Scrooge," Louie frowned.
"Someday," Dewey added.
"Where'd he come from," Scrooge asked as he picked up Gene.
"From this," Martin sighed as he showed Scrooge the lamp.
"Heavenly Heather," Scrooge gasped as he took the lamp. "The genie in the magic lamp...the fortunes I could own, I could have the world's biggest diamond. No! The world's biggest diamond mine. No! All the diamond mines. No! The whole mining industry," he zipped to the top of the stairs in emotion. "Yes, yes, yes," he slid down the banister and landed on his tail feathers, "I can see this will take some careful thought."
"Oh, this is bad," Gloriosa said.
Soon a horn was heard outside.
"It's your ride, sir," the butler warned Scrooge, "or should I say, my ride?"
"Are ye joking?" Scrooge grinned, "I wouldn't miss this festival for all the scones in Scotland!"
"What are you thinking of doing," Goku asked Scrooge.
"Why, of me wish of course, the wish I don't have to think about even twice," Scrooge replied, "I wish for the treasure of Collie Baba!"
Soon Gene granted his wish with regret.
"Oh, poor Gene..." Sid frowned.
"I've never seen Sid care about anyone else who wasn't himself or Nanny," Teresa randomly commented.
Unluckily, Merlock was underneath out of the treasure.
Scrooge laughed in delight. "The bonny bounty is mine again," he took an emerald and looked through it, "wait 'til thtse old fossils at the society hears this news."
"Uncle Scrooge, that's very selfish," Cynthia scolded.
"In the lamp, Genie," Scrooge commanded, "yer coming with me."
"No," Patch growled before he used his magic to take the lamp from Scrooge.
"What the," Scrooge asked.
"Uncle Scrooge, that's totally unfair," Patch frowned, "Gene is our friend, not a slave or a toy!"
"You're going to treat him the same fashion Merlock used to treat him," Sid added.
"Who's Merlock," Scrooge asked.
"He's a monster just like you, Uncle Scrooge," Teresa said softly and firmly before yelling for emphasis, "A MONSTER!!"
The ducklings seemed to agree with them.
"Oh, dear, I'm not letting this wee gold mine out of me sight," Scrooge shook his head, "besides, a genie isn't a person. A genie is a fact."
"That's it," Sid said before tackling him down to the ground, which shook the house briefly, "you are selfish! Martin, grant Gene's wish!"
"Oh, um, uh...are you sure..." Martin asked, "such a big responsibility..."
"Martin, you're not an idiot, do it or...I won't let you meet Spider-Man..." Sid bribed.
"Spider-Man," Teresa asked before laughing out loud and long. Soon she saw that he was serious.
"OK, that's it," Martin sighed, "I'm sorry, everyone, but...I wish that Gene didn't have to be a genie anymore and was a normal boy!"
"I'm sorry, but I can only grant that wish if you have the lamp," Gene said as he saw Patch with the lamp.
"What? Oh, I'm sorry, boy, may I see the lamp," Martin asked.
"Sure, here you go, Martin," Patch grinned as he gave his human the lamp.
Soon Sid sensed Merlock close side-by-side and had to think fast. Gene was just about to grant the wish, he appreciated the sacrifice Martin made just for him. He really was a nice and true friend.
"Uh, Gene, now might not be a best time for that wish, besides Scrooge is going to a ball AKA a festival," Sid said.
"SID," the others cried out in despair.
"Ah, glad ye understand now, big laddie," Scrooge grinned, "now, would ye kindly GET OFF OF ME BEFORE I BUST A LUNG?!"
"Oops, I'm sorry," Sid grinned hesitantly before getting off him.
"Sid, what are you doing here," Martin asked.
Gene was about to grant the wish until Sid took out his wand and counter-acted the wish to prevent it from coming true since the young genie had softer magic compared to his. Soon Sid whispered his plan to the group.
"I'm not sure I like this......" Teresa said.
"I won't let you be the victim this time," Sid replied.
"Oh, that is a bunch of BS," Teresa frowned, "if it's not Skippy, it's me!"
"Someone else is going to be the unlucky one," Sid said.
"Huh..." Teresa folded her arms, "BS..."
"Teresa," Martin gaped at her.
"Well, can ya blame me," Teresa frowned in defense.
"You got me there," Martin said.
"Teresa, I promise you, nothing will happen to you..." Sid promised, "please, just do this for me against Merlock."
Teresa frowned before sighing and giving in, but she hesitated at first, but soon shook his hand and wasn't shocked.
"You see," Sid grinned, "no harm done."
"Whew," Teresa sighed.
"Now, Gene, get into the lamp, Mr. McDuck has some work to do with you," Sid warned the young genie.
"I thought you were a friend," Gene frowned to him.
"Can anyone call this big guy their friend," Teresa whispered.
Soon Sid whispered his plan to Gene. Gene just hoped this would all be worth it.
"And we'll all go with you to the ball," Sid said, "now, if only we had some clothes. I'm no Verna if it comes to the fashion department."
"Ah, Fairy Godmother," Teresa grinned in memory, "she was the only one who gave me hope in this miserable, cold, dark world at times with Cinderella."
"I'll handle the clothes," Martin said.
"I swear, if you put me in a pink dress, I will wear it TO YOUR FUNERAL," Teresa snapped.
"Woah, chill out, Teresa," Cynthia gasped.
Soon Martin used his crystal power to make perfect outfits to show on most of the group.
"I love dress up," Patch grinned as he had his own suit with a red bow tie, which matched his old collar.
The only ones not wearing the proper clothes for the ball were the ducklings and Mrs. Beakley.
"Hey, I like this suit, I feel so sweet and warm......" Sid smiled as he hugged himself in a blue green suit, "Martin, whatever you want, just name it."
"This time, it's free," Martin said.
"Aw, alright," Sid grinned, "if you were a warlock, I'd put you in the Council."
Martin rolled his eyes at this and looked to Mo as she twirled in her purple dress. "Um...do you like it," he asked bashfully.
"I love it," Cynthia grinned.
"Purple does suit you," Martin grinned back, "it really brings out your eyes."
"Pinky is stinky, anyhow, we should go," Cynthia chuckled.
"Come along then," Martin linked his arm into hers.
Soon the group left with Scrooge.
"Do I have to do this," Teresa asked as she wore a black dress with white spots.
"Would you rather like to babysit," Sid asked.
Teresa looked up at him.
"That's what I thought," Sid walked away.
Soon they were at the Ball and were allowed in since they were with Scrooge. Goku was, of course, the only one not alright with wearing a suit.
"Goku, relax, it's just for tonight," Martin promised.
"I just hate wearing suits," Goku complained.
"Hey, just look on the bright side," Martin bribed, "FOOD!!"
That definitely did the trick on Goku. "Me first," he called out as he rushed to the front of the door.
Martin chuckled. "I knew that would work."
"He's just a sucker for food," Sid smirked.
"Like you aren't," Teresa mumbled with a smirk back.
"Touchy," Sid said.
Teresa grinned hesitantly.
"I guess I've been eating a lot more than usual since Widow Tweed's cooked my meals..." Sid held his stomach.
"It shows," Cynthia said.
"I'm all flab and no muscle," Sid pouted as he flexed his arm, "Martin, the next time I let you go into the Dragon Ball world, I'm coming with you."
"Alright," Martin shrugged.
"Thank you," Sid said.
Soon they came to a table to sit together. Gene could overhear everything going on, but Scrooge made him stay in the lamp and he complained about it.
"Can ye keep silent at all," Scrooge frowned into the lamp.
"If you let me out, I'll be silent as a mouse and just as small," Gene cried out in grief.
"Just let him out of the lamp," Martin said.
"Oh, alright, that's it..." Scrooge sighed as he gave in as he let Gene out of the lamp.
"Hey, look at us," Gene grinned as he flew into Scrooge's front pocket, "a couple of single guys out on the town."
"Just stay silent," Sid whispered to Gene.
"Oh, I'm sorry..." Gene whispered back.
"Ye can watch the ball from here," Scrooge caught Gene and put him into a plant nearby, "otherwise ye can go back in the lamp."
"I don't remember Scrooge being this selfish," Teresa commented.
"It's the affect from having a genie," Sid said.
"Aw, poor Gene," Patch pouted up to the young genie who was in the plant before his ear went in the air and he rushed to a window.
"PATCH," Martin went after his dog.
Patch looked out one window as his ear was up and he heard Merlock coming with Dijon. "Oh, bones." he made sure the window wouldn't be opened.
"You alright, boy," Martin asked.
"Much better now," Patch replied, "though a biscuit might make me feel a lot better."
Soon Martin gave him a cookie.
Patch grinned and ate the cracker. "Gah...so nice...so yummy..."
"Thought so," Martin grinned.
Goku took his seat and almost took any food offered to him.
"Wow," Timber said.
"Are you hungry," Gloriosa chuckled.
"Starved," Goku beamed.
"How deep is your stomach," Timber asked.
"Chichi says there's no bottom," Goku replied.
"Oh, boy..." Gloriosa rolled her emerald eyes.
"Hey, are you guys gonna eat the prime rib," Goku asked.
"Oh, boy..." Cynthia sighed. Then she brought a plate she made from the salad bar which was only vegetables, she seemed to eat less and less meat lately. "Guys, I don't know why, but I feel like I've lost my appetite for some meat," she warned her siblings.
"Did you find out what meat is made from," Gloriosa asked.
"That's one of the reasons, plus I had the dog's steak for dinner once," Cynthia replied, "it was of course raw as they don't mind raw meat, but I could see the blood and it made me feel a little woozy."
"Oh, my..." Gloriosa frowned.
"Just seeing the blood like that haunted my mind for a while..." Cynthia held herself in distress, "just the very thought that an animal was just murdered to be eaten...I couldn't eat steak for dinner that night myself."
"Well, we won't make you eat meat if you don't want to," Timber said.
"Thanks, guys," Cynthia replied as she ate her vegetable salad.
Unknown to them, Merlock and his minion were there. Luckily for Gene, he was able to get some food while he watched from the plant he was in. Unfortunately though, he saw Merlock and went away to warn the others as they sat down to eat.
"This food is amazing," Patch grinned.
Teresa was not eating.
"Teresa, get a sandwich or something," Sid said.
"I'm not hungry," Teresa replied.
"You have to eat something......" Sid said, pushing baked chicken in front of her, "look, it's nice...mmm~..."
Teresa looked away as she was starving herself again.
"Alright, what's wrong," Sid asked.
"Just not hungry, I guess..." Teresa shrugged.
"That's strange," Sid said.
Soon Teresa looked emotional and even more miserable than usual. Sid began to eat her food for her.
Martin came over. "Sid, don't eat Teresa's food!"
"She says she's not hungry," Sid defended.
"Teresa, what's wrong," Martin asked.
"Mum called earlier....." Teresa frowned as she looked quite miserable, "Dorothy has passed away."
"Oh...well, that's why you're not hungry," Martin frowned.
Teresa's face hit the table, she didn't weep, but she was very miserable right now. She may not had been the happiest girl around, but being around Dorothy always brightened up her day and kept away her more worse depression.
"But just know that she'll always be with you in your heart," Martin said.
Teresa suffered slightly.
"Who's Dorothy," Patch whispered.
"She was an older woman who was a cousin of Teresa's who was like a grandmother to her," Martin explained, "she always made her food and cheered her up since she would be in her more downer moods."
"Oh," Patch whispered.
"Yes..." Martin replied.
"Teresa, now's not the time to be depressed," Sid scolded, "you have a job to do!"
"Not helping," Patch said.
Sid shrugged as he didn't seem to care.
"I can't do anything...that's why I'm lousy in my bending, Dorothy's gone and I'll never see each other again," Teresa sounded emotional.
"Yes, you will," Patch said, "you can see her in your dreams."
Teresa frowned as she wasn't sure what to say or do so.
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention," a man's voice called from the stage.
"Who's that," Goku asked.
"That must be our host," Gloriosa whispered.
Soon everyone paid attention to the man on stage.
"We have an reluctant announcement to make this evening," the man warned the crowd, "without further ado, I give you, Scrooge McDuck."
Soon everyone applauded Scrooge.
"I have something I've been wanting to say for 40 years," Scrooge grinned to the crowd, "It is my best fortune to announce that this year, I have eventually brought to Duckburg, the legendary treasure of--AAUGH!!"
Gene caught Scrooge's foot and pulled him backstage.
"What is Gene doing here," Sid whispered.
"Merlock is here...." Patch said before sniffing the air to see if he could catch an evil scent.
"What," Sid panicked.
"I'm picking up a different scent," Patch said, "I think it's him."
"Does it smell like the desert earlier," Martin asked.
"Yes, along with some dark magic," Patch nodded.
"That's naughty," Sid gulped.
Soon Merlock was seen in the crowd and was shoving down the other people in the crowd to get to Gene.
"Faster, to Gene," Martin said.
The others sneaked away to make it backstage.
Gene tried to keep Scrooge from going back to the center stage.
"Uncle Scrooge, Merlock is here," Martin warned him.
"He's so powerful," Patch added, "he could destroy you!"
"We have to leave now," Sid said.
Soon Merlock climbed on the stage and Scrooge was forced to run with the others.
"Trust me, you don't want to fight him," Sid said.
"Did you guys ever fight," Martin asked.
"Yes, and I yet suffer from an Indian burn, thank you very much," Sid frowned in memory of his childhood abuse.
"Perhaps a wish can make you stronger," Cynthia said.
"Isn't he strong enough already," Teresa asked, "Nanny and Widow Tweed say he's the most powerful man in the universe."
"Used to be," Sid frowned.
"Oh, Sid, don't be like that...." Joanie said.
"With Merlock around, I'm just second best, he always called me second rate, where I spent most of my life trying to beat him," Sid sighed. "I mean, I'm never sure what's worse......him bullying me as a boy or my mother yelling at me every other day," he walked away.
Teresa sighed, only to be caught by Merlock. "Yipe," she gulped.
"WHERE IS MY GENIE," Merlock demanded.
"I won't warn you," Teresa replied before holding out her pointer finger for emphasis, "I swore in blood to never tell!"
Merlock began to look enraged with her.
"I'm not warning," Teresa said, "no matter how kinda eerier you are...or bigger..."
Merlock took her away.
"HEEELLLPPP," Teresa cried out in grief.
"Let her go," Martin frowned at Merlock.
Merlock frowned back. "And just who are you?"
"I'm Martin Brisby, I can do anything, and that includes saving my best friend/sister," Martin posed.
"Why are you posing," Teresa asked.
"Emphasize how heroic and awesome I am," Martin smirked.
Merlock just laughed at Martin. "You're just a puny little munchkin."
"Oh, dear, you didn't," Teresa smirked.
"What's he going to do to me," Merlock scoffed.
Soon Martin came to Merlock and sent him flying, releasing grip of Teresa by only one uppercut. Teresa fell flat on the floor and sat up straight again. Merlock snarled at that and decided to come back.
"I can't do anything......" Sid sighed, "Merlock's going to rule the world thanks to me."
"We'll be able to beat him," Goku assured him.
Sid sighed and bowed his head as he lost his confidence. Soon Merlock knocked both Teresa and Martin over.
"OWW," Teresa cried out in despair.
Martin growled.
"He...hurt...my children..." Sid frowned, even though Teresa and Martin weren't his children, he had been responsible for them since their birth from the sacred prophecy.
Merlock was about to harm them.
"Hey, Merlock," Sid stormed over.
"Oh, sure, now he wants to help," Goku muttered.
"What have you done, Batsworth," Merlock asked.
"You can do what you want to me, but leave Teresa and Martin alone," Sid frowned, "it's me you want any matter!"
"If that's what you want," Merlock smirked.
"You'll never get Gene as long as I'm here..." Sid folded his arms.
Unfortunately for the group, Scrooge had got the lamp mixed up with a gravy bowl.
Patch sniffed the trinket. "Uh, Uncle Scrooge, that's not the lamp, that's a--"
"We have to get out of here, fast," Scrooge said.
"But that's not the lamp," Patch cried out in grief.
Soon they all left while Patch pouted as he wasn't being listened to. Unknown to them, someone they knew had the real lamp.
Scrooge took the others out to their helicopter, deciding not to announce about Collie Baba's treasure. "Launchpad, get us out of here, fast!"
"Dull festival, right, Mr. McD," Launchpad asked as he started the ride.
"Just get us out of here," Sid warned him.
Soon Launchpad started up the ride and began to fly them back to the mansion. Of course, Merlock was going to follow them. Teresa moaned and groaned slightly.
"Oh, shut up," Sid warned her hesitantly as he looked out the window.
"Alright, perhaps now is a best time," Patch said.
"For what, laddie," Scrooge asked.
"To warn you that's not the real lamp," Patch said.
"What do ya mean," Scrooge asked.
"That's not a lamp," Patch replied, "it's a gravy boat!"
"What," everyone panicked.
"The nose knows," Patch replied as he pointed to his nose.
"Faster, get us to the mansion," Sid warned Launchpad.
"I should be able to," Launchpad replied.
"Why the mansion," Teresa asked, "the lamp's back at the festival!"
"Just trust me," Sid warned her.
"I think I might have an idea who has the lamp," Martin said.
"It wouldn't surprise me......" Sid sighed.
Soon they arrived back at the mansion.
"Don't plan on landing," Scrooge warned Launchpad, "I don't have time for anymore disasters."
Once they got out of the helicopter, they rushed to the front doors of the McDuck mansion. As they rushed inside, they saw something surprising.
"Good morning, Scrooge, sir," Dijon greeted as he was making Gene serve him blood and sweat.
"This was your wish," Goku asked Dijon.
"Oh, my, you look rather strong," Dijon noted.
"He sure is," Sid said.
"Well, with my genie, I've decided to seek my fortune," Dijon smirked.
"I never thought he'd wish for your fortune, Mr. McDuck," Gene said hesitantly to Scrooge, "I swear!"
"Dijon, you are one heartless and greedy man," Sid frowned.
"Ah, but I get the loot and you get the boot," Dijon smirked before pushing a button to bring security to take Scrooge and everyone else prisoner.
"Martin, guards are coming, you know what to do," Sid warned Martin.
"No," Martin shook his head.
Sid face-palmed. "Try to stop them!"
"Or we can just teleport out of here," Cynthia said.
"Yes, but I wanna watch Martin beat people up..." Sid whined.
"Then the police will think I'm a threat," Martin said.
"Yes, but–" Sid pouted.
"But nothing," Martin said before teleporting them apart before security could reach them. Unfortunately, his magic had missed Scrooge.
"Not as emotional, but at least we won't be locked up," Sid crossed his arms.
Teresa's eyes widened and she tugged his shirt.
"Not now, Teresa, I'm ranting," Sid ignored her.
"But Scrooge," Teresa made him look.
"What about him," Sid asked.
"Look," Teresa pointed.
Scrooge was not so lucky to be within the teleportation as the guards were taking him prisoner to lock him up. "You can't do this! Put me down! I'm your boss, not that bum!"
"Oh, dear..." Sid said.
"Take him downtown," one guard warned the cop.
Scrooge frowned as he held the bars. "You can forget about this year's Christmas bonus! Whose name do you think is on this building," he looked up and was shocked at what he saw in front of him. His symbol was changed into a D. "Dijon..." he said in a daze, "it's really his...."
Then the car drove away as he hung his head in defeat.
"Oh, this is bad," Sid said before he saw Teresa dialing down Bruce Wayne's number, "what are you doing here?!"
"Csendes, I'm on the phone," Teresa frowned before she got a response, "Alfred, is Bruce there?"
'Yes, Teresa Brisby, Master Bruce is home,' Alfred said.
"I need to speak with him," Teresa replied.
'Please hold,' Alfred replied before patching her through the Dark Knight.
'Teresa,' Bruce's voice asked, 'this number is for emergencies only.'
"Uncle Scrooge is in jail," Teresa warned him, letting him know this was an emergency.
'WHAT?! Are you in Duckburg,' Bruce asked.
"Yes, sir, please hurry up," Teresa begged.
'Alright, I'll be there right away,' Bruce said.
"Oh, please do hurry up," Teresa begged before hanging up.
And sure enough, he arrived in his limo where he could help bail out Scrooge.
"Bruce," Teresa called out and rushed over toward him.
The window came down.
"Jump in," Bruce smirked to the others.
Soon everyone got into the limo.
"Where to next," Alfred asked.
"Follow that wagon," Teresa pointed.
Alfred nodded and then drove after the wagon, which was taking Scrooge prisoner.
Scrooge was now in a prison cell. He was very miserable and to make matters worse, it was pouring rain and he was far from happy as he had been betrayed by his Middle East guide who now had lost control of Gene. Bruce was paying for Scrooge's bail. Soon the cell door clanked open.
"You've been bailed out, Mr. McDuck," the guard warned Scrooge.
Soon Scrooge saw everyone outside of the cell. "You wanna bet," he asked in surprise and delight.
"I called an old friend to pay your bail," Teresa grinned.
Scrooge saw the one and only Bruce Wayne. "Is that Bruce Wayne," he asked.
"Uh-huh," Teresa nodded, "I called him to come right this fashion."
"Scrooge McDuck, pleased to meet you," Bruce grinned and shook hands with the wealthy adult male duck.
"The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Wayne," Scrooge grinned.
"I wish your family will be very glad to see you," Bruce grinned back.
"Yes, of course, I should owe you one," Scrooge replied.
"No, that's not necessary," Bruce grinned, "anything to help Teresa and her friends."
Soon Scrooge saw his grandnephews, foster niece, butler and maid.
"Oh, sir, nice to see you," the butler warned Scrooge.
"Lads! Webby," Scrooge beamed to the ducklings.
"Mr. McDuck, I'm very sorry," Mrs. Beakley cried out in despair while hugging Scrooge tightly in a fashion that could opponent Aunt Sarah.
"What are you six doing here," Sid asked, "and what are you very sorry for, Mrs. Beakley?"
"We heard about Uncle Scrooge being arrested," Webby replied.
"And I'm very sorry that Mr. McDuck got arrested..." Mrs. Beakley sniffled.
"We were going to bail you out, sir, but we heard that it's already been granted," the butler warned his boss.
"Well, even though Scrooge has been bailed out; facts aren't looking nice," Sid said.
"What do you mean," Scrooge asked.
"He hasn't heard," Huey whispered to the others.
"Oh, Mr. McDuck, I'm very sorry," Mrs. Beakley wept again and hugged Scrooge right away from the floor.
"You're not rich anymore," Sid said.
"Dijon has everything," Huey warned his granduncle.
"The mansion, the factories, your spat collection, everything," Martin added.
"But he won't have it for long," Goku said.
"Oh, Mr. McDuck," Mrs. Beakley cried out in grief before Scrooge got out of the road and soon she hugged Teresa.
Teresa groaned and wiggled in her grip.
"Scrooge, do you know anyhow to get into the mansion without Dijon knowing," Goku asked.
"No luck, there's so many alarms," Huey replied.
"Aye," Scrooge nodded, "hundreds, and 14,657 fashions to trigger them."
"Do you know how to get past them," Timber asked Scrooge.
"Aye..." Scrooge replied, though yet in a daze about losing everything he had earned within his lifetime.
"And perhaps the road to shut them apart," Louie asked as he looked out the window.
"Ha! Aye," Scrooge said before he came to his senses, "come, lads, something warns me we should plan a complete-scale invasion."
"Agreed," Martin nodded.
Scrooge laughed as he had a plan now.
Soon they left the jail and were on their road back to the mansion. Bruce was going with them as he felt like his help for Teresa was not over just yet and where he was right.
"Alright, you can help on one condition," Teresa smirked, "say it."
Bruce sighed and rolled his eyes as it was just the two of them. "I'm Batman."
Teresa laughed. "I'm sorry, but that gets me every time."
"Of course it does," Bruce said.
"Alright, now, let's march forward," Teresa replied.
"That's a nice little Lady Gothica," Bruce grinned and ruffled up her bow.
"Uh, she really doesn't like being––" Sid started.
"Please don't hurt me," Teresa said to Bruce.
"Oh, I'm sorry..." Bruce said as he restrained himself and walked away.
Then Teresa watched him go. Then Sid came up to Teresa and touched her fur.
Teresa frowned at him. "Get your hand away or lose it!"
Soon Sid restrained his hand. Teresa smirked as she was able to frighten him.
Soon they were taking a plane piloted by Launchpad back to the mansion.
'Don't worry, Gene, we're coming,' Martin thought to himself.
"I've had the Bin at 12:00 high, Mr. McD," Launchpad informed, "give or take ten moments."
"Cuddly enough, sir," the butler asked as he put the parachute onto Scrooge.
"Alright, lads," Scrooge said as he took out a walkie-talkie, "operation; lift the lamp is about to commence."
"Let's do this," Patch said.
"Roger, Uncle Scrooge," Huey said, "over and out."
Soon they were at the back door.
"See anyone coming, Commander Beakley," Dewey asked his nanny.
"I don't think so," Mrs. Beakley replied as she took a look through the bushes with opera goggles.
"Then I guess we're clear," Cynthia said.
"Wish us luck," Louie warned his nanny.
Soon the Duck triplets and Webby moved out first as they passed the elderly female duck. Martin, Cynthia, Teresa and Patch went with the ducklings. Soon Scrooge skydived away from the plane. Goku and Timber joined him. Ellie Mae saluted them as she was staying with Mrs. Beakley.
"Don't worry," Timber smirked to his sister, "we've had this."
"Oh, stop this," Ellie Mae smirked back.
'The first one's easy,' Patch thought to himself.
Cynthia had nothing to concern about as she was used into sneaking places, such as bakeries to take some food where she and Angel could both eat. "Remember the pass-code, boys," she asked the ducklings.
"Of course," Dewey replied as he typed in the code, "C...A...S...H."
Then the alarm beeped and the back door opened to let them in.
"How am I not surprised," Teresa asked.
Merlock turned into a roach and followed them inside.
"Remember, only step on the white tiles," Huey reminded the others.
Soon they all jumped onto the white tiles, avoiding the black.
"This seems easy," Cynthia said.
"Oh, this feels just like the Daring Two book where she gets into the temple with the trick floor," Patch commented.
"Yes, only the floor tiles don't have animal symbols," Martin said.
Teresa felt hesitant, though she felt a little bit better with Bruce side-by-side, he was to her what Superman was to Martin. Unknown to them, Merlock was following them.
'I'm on the roof,' Scrooge reported to the others.
"And we're inside," Dewey smirked.
"Yes, this is easy," Martin added.
'Sure,' Scrooge replied, 'all you have to do is break into the security room.'
"You've had it," Teresa said.
Soon the ducklings climbed on top of each other. Webby opened the vent as she was on top and crawled inside, trying to ignore the cobwebs and spiders.
"Keep going, Webby," Louie coached, "if you can't get through, no one can!"
"You can do it," Cynthia cheered.
Webby encouraged herself to keep moving forward until she ended up to the door and opened it for the others in victory. "Ta-da," she beamed in front of the boys.
Huey, Dewey and Louie grinned and congratulated her.
"You did it, Webby," Cynthia cheered.
Then they came into the security room.
"That must be the alarm panel in the back," Patch said as there were lasers moving all around in front of them.
"Lasers," Cynthia yelped.
"I'm so sick of freaking security systems to have freaking laser beams everywhere," Teresa complained.
"Now what," Cynthia asked.
"I've had Uncle Scrooge's directions to keep us from getting zapped," Louie said as he held a map in his hands.
"Everybody follow Louie," Teresa suggested.
"Agreed," Martin said.
Teresa was hesitant, but tried not to let her nerves take over her as they went through the laser path and where Merlock was unlucky with the lasers.
"Two steps in the middle, one step to the right, three steps forward, and five steps–––" Louie read until he yelped as one laser cut through the paper.
"Oh, c'mon," Teresa complained.
"You'd better get back here," Dewey warned his brother.
"Louie, do what you just did so, but in reverse," Patch advised.
"And be careful," Martin added.
Louie yelped as he rushed over and soon landed against his brothers and Webby.
"Nice fact you had your hairnet," Huey commented.
"What are we gonna do," Webby asked.
Teresa suddenly had an idea. "Boys, please warn me one of you have marbles."
"I do so," Cynthia said.
Everyone looked over to her.
"I wanted a computer, but my grandma got me marbles for my birthday one year, go figure," Cynthia said as she took out her own marble collection from early childhood, "well, what have I done with them, Teresa?"
"Boys, do you have slingshots," Teresa asked.
"Right here," the Duck triplets replied, showing them.
"Alright, place a marble on the band each and aim for the back to disable the lasers," Teresa suggested.
"Brilliant," Patch grinned.
Huey, Dewey and Louie aimed their slingshots and tried to do what Teresa suggested. Soon the marbles made it and there was a shocking sound, which disabled the laser security.
"Wahoo," Patch grinned.
"Teresa, how did you know that," Cynthia asked.
"A trick my sister taught me," Teresa shrugged.
"You don't have to concern about any alarms, Uncle Scrooge," Dewey said on the walkie-talkie.
'Nice work, lads,' Scrooge replied, 'I'm going in.'
'Us as well,' Goku and Timber added.
Scrooge was squeaking against the door with his cane while Goku and Timber stood side-by-side if any help was necessary. Soon Goku yawned before he backed up and went to kick the door down and then incidentally smashed as Scrooge was able to get the door open.
"We're in," Timber chuckled.
"Thanks for the warning, Scrooge," Goku moaned.
"I'm sorry about that, laddie," Scrooge replied.
Soon Goku got up and dusted himself away. They began to climb down, unaware that Merlock was after them in the shape and form of a roach, though he had damage pushing the elevator buttons since he was a bug, and where it was a challenge for him. Scrooge reached his cane out to open the elevator doors while they climbed.
'Please work,' Timber thought to himself, 'please work.'
Scrooge stuck his tongue out and soon got the doors open as soon as the elevator motor began to run. Then they were about to fall and tried to climb up to avoid the elevator cart or from falling and being crushed, though it would probably not harm Goku. Merlock was able to push the button and once the elevator stopped, he flew down the hallway, trapping the tree of them.
"Oh, crud," Timber said.
"Can we climb in," Goku asked.
"That is an emergency," Scrooge allowed.
Soon they opened the hatch and came into the elevator cart and went after Dijon to free Gene from this insanity.
"Dijon's reign ends today," Goku said.
"They should yet be in my office," Scrooge led the road.
"Where else would they be," Timber shrugged.
Merlock was in his roach form as he eyed the magic lamp in Dijon's back pocket until Goku stepped forward, squashing him as Dijon made his first law as a rich man and discussed it with Gene.
'He is so going down,' Goku thought to himself.
"I shall plan a vacation," Dijon beamed. "I do wonder which country I shall be visiting first," he spun the globe to stop it on a possible location, only to get his finger caught, "YOW!!"
Gene stared out the window in misery, but soon grinned once he saw Scrooge, Timber and Goku at the door, but they silenced him where they wouldn't be found out just yet. Gene understood and stayed silent. Then he helped Dijon's finger out. "Are you sure it's safe, Master," he asked, distracting him, "Merlock could be close."
"Don't worry, Gene," Dijon replied as Scrooge, Timber and Goku sneaked through the room to take the magic lamp back, "I have planned to take a small army of bodyguards."
'Does he really think that's gonna keep them safe from a warlock,' Goku thought to himself.
Timber bit his lip hesitantly as Scrooge reached for the magic lamp. 'Almost there,' Timber thought to himself.
Gene kept speaking with Dijon to distract him from Scrooge's efforts. Timber began to bite his nails hesitantly. Goku was even in suspense, though he ate leftover food from the festival, which made Timber give him a deadpan gaze. Merlock, yet as a roach, crawled onto Scrooge and landed on the lamp as the wealthy male duck got the lamp onto his cane, but the magic surprised him and made him drop what he was doing as Merlock returned to his human form. Gene yelled out in dismay as Scrooge had failed and Merlock had succeeded.
"Merlock," Timber gasped upon seeing this.
"Oh, dear," Dijon even looked concerned.
"Give that back, you dirty–––" Scrooge frowned as he latched his cane onto Merlock's arm, only to be thrown against one of his bookcases.
"Mr. Scrooge," Goku and Timber gasped in alarm.
"Please, Merlock, no wishes," Gene begged his former master, "I can't take them!"
"Relax, it's going to be like old times again," Merlock ignored his protests as he was about to put his amulet onto the lamp.
"No," Goku frowned as he caught Merlock's arm to stop him from putting the talisman on the lamp.
Dewey overheard this through the walkie-talkie as he was with the others. "C'mon, we must help," he warned his brothers and the others.
"I wish Goku's had this based on what Martin warned me," Teresa said as they went to check on Scrooge with the others.
"And you're right," Martin said.
Teresa kept her own Batman weapons handy just in case that Bruce allowed her to have if this had messy. Soon they got to the others.
"My talisman now gives me unlimited wishes, Scrooge," Merlock frowned as he allowed himself to overpower Goku.
Dijon hid under the carpet and tried to crawl out without being seen.
'Coward,' Timber thought to himself, referring to Dijon.
Soon Merlock came to the end of the carpet, which made Dijon hesitant as he saw his boss right in front of him. Teresa took out a Batarang and was about to throw it as she aimed for the lamp to knock it out of Merlock's hand as he spotted Dijon.
'Here goes nothing,' Teresa thought to herself. She stuck her tongue out in deep concentration and soon threw the Batarang against Merlock's hand, which made him yell out and the lamp began to fall, but landed in Scrooge's lap. "Yes," Teresa cheered.
"Nice shot, Teresa," Martin grinned.
"Thanks," Teresa replied.
"Who threw that," Merlock frowned over.
"I did so," Teresa jumped down as Lady Gothika, "Lady Gothika, the personal student of The Dark Knight: Batman."
"Oh, really," Merlock smirked.
"I'm not afraid of you," Teresa frowned, "whatever you've had to throw at me, I can take it."
"Scrooge, faster, make your last wish," Timber whispered to Scrooge who yet had the lamp in his lap.
Merlock was about to go towards Scrooge. Teresa ran and jumped onto his back to distract him from Scrooge and the magic lamp.
"Get away from me," Merlock frowned.
"You're not capturing Gene back," Teresa frowned back.
"You know what to wish for, Scrooge," Sid said.
Scrooge nodded as he knew what to wish for even if he wouldn't get his mansion or money back. It was going to be a grand sacrifice, but he was nicer than most greedy and rich people as he took a hold of the lamp. "I wish the genie would turn into a real boy," he eventually wished.
"NoooooOOOO," Merlock yelled as Gene's wish was eventually going to be granted.
"Shabooey," Gene cheered as that wish was a dream come true for him.
Teresa smirked to the evil man as she latched onto his back and kicked him down and took his amulet apart from him.
"Hey," Merlock frowned.
Teresa kept the amulet apart from Merlock and she took Sid's wand.
"Stop that, you fool, you don't know how that works," Sid warned her.
Teresa waved the wand and then turned both Merlock and Dijon into powerless pigs and turn the mansion back to normal for Scrooge and the ducklings, who growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "STEELE!!"
This yell was so loud that it echoed across the kingdom. "Huh, then perhaps you do know," Sid said, impressed.
Teresa grinned hesitantly and gave his wand back. Sid swiped it with a frown, but he reached out to her. Teresa flinched as she expected pain, only for him to pat her on the head fondly.
"Well done," Sid said.
Teresa grinned bashfully and shuffled her foot, hearing the frustrated wizard shout his name.
"Gene, you're free," Patch beamed.
The magic lamp flew out of Scrooge's hands before Gene was changed into a mortal boy, and therefore, after he was turned into a mortal boy, the lamp turned to dust from all of the years.
"I'm a boy," Gene hugged himself, "I'm a real boy!"
Webby, Huey, Dewey and Louie were very emotional for their new friend. Scrooge grinned as he felt proud of himself since he made everybody happy and got his home back. And as for Merlock and Dijon, well, let's just say they would be Sid's new dinner.
"Now I can do all the facts real boys do so," Gene grinned to the others, "run through fields, play catch, roll over!"
"That's what I do," Patch chuckled.
"Oh, right," Gene grinned sheepishly.
"Mr. Phillips, what just happened to the lamp," Huey asked.
"Without a genie to live in the lamp, it's useless, but it's gone," Sid warned him.
"Well then, where's Gene going to live now," Cynthia asked.
"Can I live here and call you Uncle Scrooge," Gene begged Scrooge.
"You're a sweet boy, but don't press your luck," Scrooge warned him.
"It would be a nice fact to do," Sid said.
"Oh, I don't know..." Scrooge replied.
"Can I call you Uncle Scrooge," Gene grinned up to the wealthy male duck.
'And his nice side comes in 3, 2, 1,' Sid thought to himself.
"Well...alright..." Scrooge gave in, also this fashion, the children would have another playmate.
Then the ducklings all cheered as they were going to have Gene stay with them in Scrooge's place.
Scrooge grinned to them, showing he really was a nice guy despite being incredibly wealthy, though cheap at times, he was not bad about it like Mr. Krabs.
"Well, what do you wanna do first, Gene," Patch grinned.
"Your first day as a real boy," Martin added.
"I have an idea what he might wanna do," Timber grinned.
"Let me put it this fashion," Gene began to the duckling triplets at first before he pointed his hand like a gun while he turned his hat backwards to look like a gangster, "you'll never catch me, coppers!"
Huey, Dewey and Louie laughed as they chased after their new playmate as they began a nice old game of Cops and Robbers.
"Yes, I kinda figured that," Timber chuckled as he watched them play while leaving Scrooge's office.
"You wanna be alone with your money, Scrooge," Sid asked him.
"Oh, aye," Scrooge replied, though without sounding like a greedy jerk, "we quadzillionaires have our own ideas of fun."
"C'mon, Webby," Cynthia grinned as she walked with the young female duckling in a big sister/little sister kind of fashion.
"Alright," Webby grinned back.
Soon the others went to play.
Sid rubbed his stomach as he suddenly felt hungry. "Well, I better go," he said.
"Thanks for everything, laddie," Scrooge shook hands with Sid, "also, it was grand to see Martin and Teresa again. They've grown up so fast."
"Well, they are from the human world," Sid said.
"That's true," Scrooge replied, "they really made me Christmas special with the family."
"Yes, so nice of Donald to host them that year," Sid grinned, "who knew that duck was so generous?"
Scrooge grinned back. Soon Sid decided to let Scrooge be alone as he held his stomach in hunger, but smirked as he saw Merlock and Dijon as pigs and decided to cook them for dinner while letting Teresa, Martin, Patch and Cynthia and the others have some fun before he would take them back home.
Executive ProducersSHERYL STAMPS LEACHDENNIS DeSHAZER
Supervising ProducerJIM ROWLEY
Senior ProducerJEFF GITTLE
ProducerLINDA HOUSTON
DirectorFRED HOLMES
WriterSTEPHEN WHITE
Consulting ProducerBEN VAUGHN
Educational SpecialistsMARY ANN DUDKO, Ph.D.MARGIE LARSEN, M.Ed.
Performance DirectorPENNY WILSON
Production DesignerBOB LAVALLEE
Music DirectorJOE PHILLIPS
Cast:Barney's Voice • BOB WESTBarney's Costume • DAVID JOYNERBaby Bop's Voice • JULIE JOHNSONBaby Bop's Voice • JEFF AYERS
Cast:Keesha • MERA BAKERDanny • JEFFREY HOODHannah • MARISA KUERSRobert • ANGEL VELASCOMiss Etta Kette • BRICE ARMSTRONGScooter McNutty • TODD DUFFEY
Production ManagerCHARLOTTE SPIVEY
Associate DirectorERIC NORBERG
Writing CoordinatorPERRI VERDINO-GATES
Art DirectorELIZABETH SAGAN VELTEN
Wardrobe Supervisor/DesignerLISA ODETTE ALBERTSON
Lighting DesignerKEN CRAIG
Lighting DirectorMURRAY CAMPBELL
Stage ManagerJENA ATCHISON
Post Production SupervisorDAVID BAERTSCH
Technical Operations SupervisorRANDY BREEDLOVE
EditorsLAURA CARGILEMcKEE SMITH
Audio DirectorDAVID BOOTHE
Production AudioRON BALENTINE
Make-Up DesignJEANIE L. D'IORIO
Manager of Music ServicesJILL HANCE
Manager of Talent ServicesJULIE HUTCHINGS
Script SupervisorCATHERINE REYNOLDS
Original Barney, Baby Bopand BJ costumes byIRENE COREYDESIGN ASSOCIATES
"I Love You" lyrics byLEE BERNSTEIN (BMI)Melody Traditional© Shimbarah Music (BMI)
Produced by The Lyons Group andConnecticut Public Television
For Connecticut Public TelevisionExecutive in ChargeLARRY RIFKIN
Barney and the Backyard Gang™and Barney & Friends® wereoriginally developed bySHERYL LEACH,KATHY PARKERand DENNIS DeSHAZER.
Executive in ChargeRICHARD C. LEACH
Copyright © 1990 Lyons Partnership, L.P.All rights reserved.The names and characters Barney and B.J.,"Barney & Friends" and the Barney and children logo areReg. U.S. Pat. & Tm. Off. The name and characterBaby Bop are trademarks of Lyons Partnership, L.P.