Scrooge's Best Friend

Day of the Only Child

Scrooge woke up in a calm manner, refreshed from the nap. His memory jogged, rewinding the day's events, as he rubbed his eyes. His mind suddenly lands on Richard and his eyes widened. He quickly sat up and sought for Richard. Scrooge calmed himself when he found him. The male was in the same spot when he fell asleep. He didn't disappear, he was here when he woke up. Just like he promised.

Hearing the shuffling of the blankets, Richard pulled his gaze away from the window and focused on the bed. He saw Scrooge sitting up on the bed. 'Ah,' he thought, 'the king has awakened.'

"Hello there, luv." Scrooge smiled at the phrase, taking comfort in his calm and low voice.

"How long was I asleep?"

"Only for an hour." Richard stood up and stretched, hearing a satisfying pop from his back. He pushed back his sleeve to check the time. "We have around an hour and a half before my session. What would you like to do?" Scrooge stood up and fixed his bed.

"I say we freshen up first. Then, I can introduce you to the family." Scrooge smirked at the actor, "You do remember your way around here, don't you?"

Richard returned the smirk and winked at the duck, "I'll see you downstairs in twenty minutes." He left the room and walked to the end of the hallway, then took a turn to the right. The second door down was a bathroom if he remembered correctly, and right he was when he entered. The duck dropped his bag on the counter and took out his normal outfit. He then took off his clothing and began showering. Ten minutes later and all the dirt was off his feathers and hair. He dried up and put on his clothes.

He exited the bathroom and ran his hands through his hair one more time, enhancing its soft and unruly nature. He didn't like using gel, even if it did sharpen his looks. He much preferred his hair's natural state. Although some may say it's uncared for, he does put some effort into it. He tugged his bag to make sure it was secure and off he went to the first floor.

He reached the staircase at the same time as Scrooge. The two shared a chuckle before walking down the stairs together. Scrooge led Richard to the TV room, where the children were currently residing.

"Kids, I want you to formally meet someone." The triplets and Webbigail set their eyes on the pair who moved in front of the TV. "Say hello to Sir Richard Calster, famous adventurer, actor, and my lifelong friend. Richard, these are Huey, Dewey, and Louie; Donald's nephews. And this is Webbigail; Beakley's granddaughter."

"Sir? You were knighted?" Huey asked in disbelief. Richard nodded, "I was knighted by Her Majesty The Queen, herself."

"There was a huge celebration in the Royal Palace. Oh, what a day that was." Richard sighed in remembrance. In all honesty, he couldn't remember anything past eight from that day. But they didn't need to know that, or why.

"Wow you're a super famous actor? So that means you have a load of fans and people who love you?!" Dewey squealed, "Can you make me into an actor?!" Richard and Scrooge sweatdropped, concerned with his intentions.

"I like your enthusiasm, but you'll have to show me your acting first. And any other skills, like singing and dancing. Those will certainly get you far."

"So like a demo reel..?"

"Mhm." Dewey's eyes shined, for this went perfectly with his plan for tomorrow. Richard didn't want to know what the kid was thinking, so he moved on to the girl. Who had surprisingly not blinked since his introduction. She was shaking in her seat, about to explode. Richard prepared himself for anything.

"OH MY GOD IT'S YOU! I'VE BEEN RESEARCHING YOU SINCE FOREVER!" Webbigail jumped on the couch and took out a polaroid camera, "Smile!" Richard went into autopilot, giving a lazy smirk at the camera, undeterred by the flashing light. Webbigail looked at the photo, delighted with the result. "I am SO putting this on my board!"