#she would dive in it like scrooge mcduck if she could wouldn't she

[godfrey-the-chaos-duck]

Okay okay okay HEAR ME OUT

This is really heckin random {especially for my first ever writing post} BUT HEAR ME THE FRICK OUT PLEASE.

****Minor S2 Spoilers****

Has anybody considered what happened in "The 87 Cent Solution" directly after the bit where Scrooge says "Okay, maybe I am a wee bit sick" (he sounds so defeated on that line OMG) and Huey says "But maybe you're not crazy" and the false page about Gold Fever starts falling out of the Junior Woodchuck Guidebook.

Here's my take on it, y'all can say what you think would happen. (Smol piece I wrote at like five in the morning, maybe not my best work... Oh well)

Scrooge McDuck stood on the edge of his... walkway, diving board thing (idk what it's actually called HELP), gazing down at his fortune. A golden glimmer sparkled in his red, bleary eyes. And all his family could do was stare; they'd tried to talk him out of it, but he wouldn't have it. If he wanted to risk his life, that was his choice.

He was going to do it. It hadn't quite sunk in yet, but Scrooge was going to jump. As everyone else looked on in horror, Scrooge moved slightly, as if about to dive into his money for quite possibly the last time, and...

"Ah-choo! Atchoo! Aitchoo!" Scrooge sneezed loudly, and then he turned to face Huey, who had run up to him.

"Okay," the old duck admitted at last, "maybe I am a wee bit sick."

"But maybe you're not crazy..." Huey said, opening his Junior Woodchuck guidebook. The page on "Gold Fever" was falling out. It was a fake.

"Now, come on, Mister McDee, let's get you home," Launchpad suggested, helping Scrooge walk back to the car.

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Mrs. Beakley heard a knock on the oak front doors of McDuck Manor on that January afternoon. Polite as ever, she answered it.

Little did she know how much worse things had gotten in a matter of a few days.

She was greeted by the fervent clamouring of the kids, each giving their own overlapping account of the events of that day. Then the babble of talk fell silent as Launchpad McQuack, ever the klutz, took slow, careful steps up to the door. He appeared to be supporting someone, helping them walk, but there was no way of telling who, given that the figure was almost totally hidden by the heavy tartan blanket they were wearing over their head and shoulders like a hooded robe.

A shaky, ragged breath. The figure raised their head, arranging the blanket around their shoulders, and Beakley had to really try not to draw back in shock when she saw the tired, unhinged-looking face of Scrooge McDuck staring vaguely up at her. Scrooge hadn't been home in three days (none of them had, what with the Bin being placed on lockdown), and Beakley was more than a little worried about him.

"S-sir?" Beakley faltered, deciding to hold off on the firm talking-to she had been planning to give him for the moment, "Are you alright?!"

"Beakley..." Scrooge said, his voice barely a whisper; that cold had caught up to him quicker than he thought. But that one word was all he managed to get out before he stumbled across the threshold, collapsing into the housekeeper's arms. He hadn't quite fainted, but his legs had given out from under him as sheer exhaustion took over. Beakley immediately brought him to his room, laying him down in bed (where, truth be told, he should've been all along - why did he have to be so stubborn?) and placing a cool flannel on his forehead in hopes of bringing down his fever. Scrooge didn't have the energy to protest as he normally would; today had taken everything out of him, and it showed. He slowly let the sweet relief of slumber wash over him as he lay there shivering under his blanket in his magnificent four-poster bed.

"What on Earth happened?" Beakley asked the kids once they'd all headed to the living room, "He wasn't like this when he left." Huey looked to his brothers, and then to Webby. The three of them nodded; it was best that Huey take this one. He told Beakley and Duckworth everything; the apparent robbery that had taken place (albeit of only 87 measly cents), Scrooge's slow descent into a disturbing, dangerous madness, the faked Guidebook page, the plane crash - all of it.

"… and then I guess it just all caught up to him after that, because he let us bring him home," Huey finished, "I know it sounds kinda far-fetched, I wouldn't be surprised if you don't believe me."

"I've been working for Mr. McDuck since before you were even born," Beakley told him, "This is honestly one of the more reasonable stories I've heard." The kids all looked at each other; this definitely sounded fair, knowing their family.

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That was all I managed to get done before the dreaded writer's block got me (oh noooo) but here are some other points!

After Scrooge had gotten the good night's sleep he desperately needed, as was said in the episode, the family put their heads together and figured out Glomgold's plan.

The fake funeral was DEFINITELY Louie's idea. Everyone else just ran with it. Beakley rang up one of her old S.H.U.S.H. contacts to help with Scrooge's disguise.

The reason Donald didn't know about any of this was that (my headcanon) when someone in the house gets sick (Scrooge in this case) Donald hides on the houseboat in the pool. It's probably just as well that this happened because if Donald had been there for that scene Glomgold dancing to All I Do Is Win, then it would've swiftly turned into Flintheart Glomgold's actual funeral!

Let me know what you guys think may have happened! I love hearing other people's ideas and headcanons.

[slashersivi]

omfg the way Parker just throws herself at the giant container of money, I'm crying