"Drakey! Drakey!" Drake heard his bro Launchpad yell out seconds before the door to their shared apartment burst open, giving him barely enough time to toss the partially opened box he had just received under the desk before he spun around to see his bro.

Launchpad was bouncing in the door way, not bothering to completely enter the room as he excitedly yelled out, "guess what my little blue bro!"

"What is it?" Drake asked as he leaned back in the chair and whistled silently, hoping his bro hadn't seen him throw the totally-not-a-secret box under the desk.

"I got a new job!" Launchpad yelled out excitedly as he ran over to Drake, the door long forgotten behind him.

"What happened to..." Drake began to ask before he shook his head, realizing the futility of the question , "nevermind. So what's the story this time? Taxi driver turns secret military pilot after driving two beaten spies home? Or were you recruited by singing sky pirates to pilot their giant plane eating plane?" While Drake had said these with full sarcasm in his voice, he knew that they weren't entirely impossible. His bro had been gone for about 2 days, noticeably shorter than the other times he had disappeared, but with his luck it would have been just as crazy. Drake was prepared for anything at this point, especially after having lived all 11 years of his life with his bro.

"I was driving these three beagle brothers to the Duckberg dump when I overheard them talking about wanting to get the perfect gift for their ma. So naturally I crashed into McDuck manor for them."

"Wait, wait, wait. You did what! McDuck manor, as in Scrooge McDuck. The bajillionaire!?" Drake was fully prepared to eat his previous thoughts, this had to be the most crazy thing to ever happen to his bro and the one thing he had never expected.

"Yeah! And when I crashed into his mansion there was this crazy lady with a vacuum. She was all like hyaaah! So I went like chop, punch, spinny kick thingy! Then she went like bamm! Next thing I knew we were in this dark room and she was asking me about someone called foul. They must've been really smelly to get that name."

"But what about Scrooge McDuck? Did you meet him!? If you did, what was he like!? I once heard that he defeated a rock giant and carved a statue of himself out of its leg, and that he's so rich he only hunts for treasure to swim in it!" Drake couldn't hold in his excitement any longer as he started to bounce around his bro, having given him just enough space to reenact the fight scene between him and the vacuum lady.

"Yeah! Mr McD is the one who game me my new job!" Launchpad exclaimed, more than proud about his job finding skills.

"Wait! You mean..." Drake squealed out, his excitement bursting out in visible waves.

"Yup, my new job is as Mr McD's personal driver. He wants me to move into his second garage as soon as possible so that I'm around when he needs me."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Will you two dunderheads be quiet in there! some of us are trying to sleep!" The sound of a woman's shrill voice came from the door. The two bros had just enough time to turn around before their neighbor grabbed their doorknob and slammed the door shut, Launchpad having left it open earlier.

They turned back to each other with identical grins, fist-bumped, and quietly went "wooooooooooooooooooooooo."

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Hey yall, this wonderful brain child of mine came about from a long sequence of events including my girlfriend breaking up with me, my mom refusing to watch anything but the original ducktales, and me delving into fanfiction when my internet went out.

Also a quick somewhat late warning, two of the boys will have different names and at least one of them will probs be extremely ooc. The only hints I will give you for now are that Drake is Dewey, and one of the others will be named Poe. 10 cookies for whomever can figure out the reasons behind their names and who each of the three boys were raised by.