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Yvonne woke up in a bad mood. It was raining and cold that 27 th December. She had a terrible headache, due to the wine. She regret to drink almost an whole bottle of delicious Italian red wine but she needed to be active and productive the upcoming days. She really wanted that Shamrock can stay with his uncle, with all her heart. Yvonne was not very worried about that. Shamrock's mother was without money for pay a good lawyer and she was a pure example of bad mother.

Yvonne got up from bed at 7 am, ready to dress her favourite high heels: black glittery décolleté with warm panties, black skirt and a nice, pinky blouse. She did her make up very fast before leaving her apartment. 

- Damn! Not now, please!- One heel brake when Yvonne was in front of her car. She didn't have time for go back home so she threw the shoes on the back seats and drove with naked feet. It was not her first time. Halfway, her phone ringed, and she picked up holding it between head and shoulder. The traffic was very chaotic and the weather got even worse.

- Mum, I told you not to call me in the morning!- Yelled Yvonne, without look at the display. Her foot was very slippery on the clutch pedal.

- Ehm, it's not your mother...- Yvonne recognised that warm voice. She felt so embarrassed that she can't even talk for a while.

- Oh my...sorry Mr Gander but my head is in the clouds today...-

- No problem. - He sounded a bit amused - I was wondering to ask you something about...a lot of money that I could get instead of working. Could it be enough...?-

Gladstone meant about keeping Shamrock, of course.

- Let's talk face to face. For lunch? I always go to a very nice restaurant across to my office.- Yvonne beat her tongue. She just...invited him on a date?

- Of course. See you later.-

Yvonne put the phone on the passenger seat. Her heartbeat suddenly accelerate. She can't wait to see him.

"But first...shoes!" Yvonne turned and drove fast to a shopping mall. 

Shamrock stayed until midnight at Fethry's and he had a lot of fun with Dugan. They planned together their next adventure with Scrooge. Shamrock kept like a treasure the artefacts maps that Scrooge gave to him. Possibile that Scrooge will go pretty soon on a trip again, maybe already at the begin of the new year. Shamrock remembered that Magica saw the map too, when she was in Dugan's body. Dugan, from his side, got very worried when Shamrock proposed him to go alone, the two of them, Webby and the triplets, for search for the nearest artefact and make a surprise for Scrooge. It was not a long trip but without any adult with them, Dugan was not feeling safe. It was showing on the map an abandoned house in the country side, a bit out from Duckburg and Dugan had shivers just looking at it. Shamrock was very determined and he will propose it to the others, the next day.

- If you want to come ok, Dugan. If not, I will go with Webby and Huey, Dewey and Louie.-

Dugan couldn't answer. He was still shocked from the kidnappings and he actually didn't want to go on adventure again. At least, not at the moment.

At 9 am of 27 th December, Shamrock woke up and his first thought was about the artefact. Webby was of course excited as him, as she send him a message back at 3 am, where she agreed with his idea. She told him that she was reading for the 5th time one of the most important adventure of Scrooge. She revealed him that she was actually a cloned daughter of Scrooge. Shamrock was too tired for chase her complicated conversation. He heard another name of Webby, April. Then he greeted her because he was falling asleep. His mind was busy also thinking about his mother, but he tried to think less as possible about her. He filled the papers the day before, writing all the bad things and the neglection that his mother did to him. It was a long list, he didn't obmit anything. To be clearest as possible, Shamrock put as last sentence that he wanted to stay with his uncle, in Duckburg.

Shamrock went downstairs and he heard Gladstone talking at the phone.

- See you later.- Gladstone put down the phone. As he saw Shamrock, Gladstone told him that they will meet their lawyer for lunch. Shamrock agreed, so he can give her the papers.

Gladstone and Shamrock arrived at the restaurant at 12 am and they saw Yvonne sit at a table close to the window, a cup of coffee in the hand. She was working on the laptop, looking outside from time to time. When she saw them she made a perfect smile, saying them to take a sit. 

Yvonne closed her laptop and she noticed that Shamrock was very cute and actually the kid version of Gladstone. She told them her busy morning, between calls and annoying clients, and about the traffic and the broken shoes. Shamrock laughed and she said:

- But you're not annoying clients! Sure.-

- Shamrock filled all the papers and...I'll tell you about a lot of diamonds that I have to sell...- Said Gladstone.

Yvonne looked at him, astonished. Shamrock gave her the papers, while Gladstone told her how Shamrock found all those diamonds. Yvonne preferred give attention to Shamrock as first, asking him everything about his life before. Shamrock talked a lot, describing his lonely and sad life. He assisted many times at violent fights between the parents. They didn't care about the school, buying him everything what he needed and sometimes he didn't even had the books for school. He had a few friends, but now Shamrock was happier in Duckburg. He said clear that he never wanted to go back to his life anymore. Yvonne would like to hug that kid after his touching story.

- You won't. I promise. I'm here for help you.- She said.

Yvonne then asked Gladstone again about the diamonds and she can't believe what she heard. The two luckiest ducks in the world were in front of her. She said that Gladstone could not have need anymore to work because he could earn millions with the diamonds but he needed to invest the money. She could help him with that. Gladstone said:

- It was easy at work, the boss offered me the hotel. I mean, he asked me to buy it...- Yvonne was more astonished than before. 

- But no...too tireding. And stressful.- Continued Gladstone.

- Gladstone it's what we were just talking about!- Said Yvonne.

- Sorry, I took too much confidence...- Yvonne realised that she just talk to Gladstone like he was her friend or if they knew eachother from years.

- Don't worry. Yes, maybe do I have to accept it? I guess so...- 

Yvonne nodded. She looked at Shamrock that, after the long talk that they had about his mother, was now busy with the mobile, writing messages. Yvonne was very concerned about the newest generations and their mobiles. Unbelievable.

- Ok. Tonight, it will be my second and last day of work.- Said Gladstone.

- It will. And Shamrock's mother doesn't have money for a lawyer...so I don't know but better anyway be prepared. She can call you again or find another way.- Said Yvonne.

They were eating now their lunch, cold, because too busy in talking. They stayed two hours, it was time for Yvonne for go back to the office. She stand up and grabbed the money but Gladstone stopped her, saying:

- It's free. We were the 10000 th clients. It's offered.- She showed her a coloured certificate that a waiter gave him when they entered. Yvonne laughed.

- Get used to it.- Said Shamrock, sarcastic. Yvonne laughed even more. Smart, the little boy. Yvonne walked away and said:

- We...-

- ...keep in touch. Sure.- Gladstone finished for her. Yvonne blushed and left the restaurant. Gladstone and Shamrock left too, a couple of minutes later.

- I like her. And you too.- Smiled Shamrock.

- You're really my nephew. Let's go.- 

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- Why the hell do we have to go back to school, Ma Beagle???-

Number 01 of the beagle brats was very angry that morning. Him and his brothers often skipped school. They went to school, from time to time, stealing tools, bullying all the classmates and made huge messes. Obviously to study was not their priority.

- It's obligated and we already have enough problems with the law. I don't want my plans ruined because the three of you! So, from January, at school!!-

Ma Beagle put her cigarette in the ashtray. It always meant: end of discussion. She planned another assault at the Money Bin, and, not less important, she knew about a few artefacts very close to Duckburg. Ma Beagle can't understand why Scrooge hasn't chased them yet. But it had to have an explanation. Scrooge always has good motivations if to do or to don't do something. Every action of Scrooge had motivations.

Ma Beagle looked at her sons, the Beagle boys. One was yawning, watching TV, the second was eating a double cheeseburger and the third one was playing videogames with the brats. 

- So, we need to get some action here!- Said her, getting the attention that she wanted - let's get our plan on paper. The time go fast and this time we won't fail.-

Webby had the same suspicions of Ma Beagle. Webby didn't dare to ask Scrooge why that artefacts, so close to the city, was still not found. Webby knew that Shamrock would love to make Scrooge proud of him, chasing and finding that artefacts all alone and she would like it too. But there was something strange, Webby had a weird feeling and her instinct was never wrong. Dugan had the same feelings of her, but the triplets not, at least, Dewey was the only one a bit sceptic. They passed almost the whole holidays talking about it. 

It was on the first day of the year, it was a sunny day and the kids were all together at the centre, Huey,  Dewey and Louie wanted to show up their new multicoloured skateboards. Dugan, Shamrock and Webby were walking on the sidewalk with Louie and Dewey. The two brothers were holding the skates under the arms, but Huey wasn't tired yet and he skated so fast that he disappeared from their view.

Shamrock was telling them that, luckily, till now no news from his mother and the support of the lawyer was very precious. Yvonne gave the perfect advices to Gladstone about the hotel too, indulging Gladstone to hire someone for manage everything. So actually, Gladstone didn't have almost anything to do, just get profit of it.

Their conversation got interrupted from a noise, like something broken and animated voices. They recognised Huey's voice so they runned close to where it came from. At the end of the street, a furious Huey, staring at a weird boy. Other two boys, twins of the first one, were laughing like crazy. On the floor next to them, the broken skateboard of Huey. It was half cracked, sure from the boys.

- Oh no, the Beagle Brats!- Whispered Webby, scared.

- What??- Asked Shamrock.

- The Beagle Brats. - Said Dugan- sometimes they come back. They are very bad...-

- What are you waiting, crying baby???- Laughed no 01 to Huey - You can escape fast on your stupid skateboard!!-

The brothers laughed louder. Huey unexpectedly punched 01 on the face,  but the 02 and 03 went together against Huey. Of course, Louie and Dewey cannot stay and look, so it started a fight between triplets.

- Come on, we are more than them if we too help Huey!- Said Shamrock.

- Shamrock, the consequences will be also on Scrooge's....- Webby cannot finish the sentence that Shamrock collected a stone from the ground, throwing it right on the face of 02. The three brats looked at Shamrock, they never saw him before. Huey had a black bruis on the right eye and the brothers had a lot of bruises too.

- Who the hell are you? Go make your business somewhere else. - 01 ordered it to Shamrock.

- What is my cousins business, that's my business too.- Shamrock calmly crossed the arms.

- Shamrock...let's go...- Dugan tried to pull Shamrock away. The Beagle Brats got angry. 01 pulled up his sleeves and his brothers copied him.

- Cousins, you said?- Repeated 01 - The family got bigger. But it won't stay like that...-

The Beagle Brats can't get any closer to Shamrock because a small truck drove between them, and a box fell down from it. The Beagle Brats got completely covered from a weird substance. 

- I can't...move...!!!- Yelled 03.

It was a huge amount of glue, that got them stuck on the floor, unable to make other steps.

- Haha!!! Take it easy! - Said Shamrock, running away with the others.

- See you soon...maybe!!- Added Dugan.

01 was shivering from anger. He whispered:

- Yes...see you at school.-

The group of cousins run until they were sure that the Beagle Brats cannot find them anymore. They stopped behind a corner, in a small street, panting.

- Thanks Shamrock.- Smiled Huey, his eye was getting thick and darker. 

- It was nothing. I knew that my luck will stop them.- Shamrock was trustful in his luck. As Gladstone said, he had to think more positively and believe in it.

- Well, luck or not...- Said Webby - be prepared. You went against the Beagle Boys, now. And who knows also Ma and Grandpa Beagle.-

Webby explained to Shamrock about the Beagle boys, who often tried to rob the money Bin or to cheat Scrooge without success. Ma and Grandpa Beagle were much wiser and dangerous. They were the mind behind all their strategies and plans.

- Yes.- Dugan nodded, as Webby finished her explanation  - it's going to be hard at school over a few days.-

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"Yvonne, calm down. It's just a normal appointment. Like all the others that you daily have. "

Yvonne took a deep breath, looking at herself in the mirror. She controlled many times her hair and make-up and even changed clothes a couple of times. Now, in her blue elegant suit, an high ponytail and light blue eye shadow she looked perfect. She took another glass of red wine, she needed it. It was already the third one, and it was just 9 am. Yvonne, in her past life, was almost a maniac of control, because of her parents too. They have always been very strict to her, pretending they highest marks at school, pretending her to win all the competitions and never fail. Sometimes she was feeling like a robot with her parents. They cared a lot about her, they never left her alone in difficult periods. She loved her parents and sometimes she missed them but they were really suffocating her with their strictness. Her parents were still living in Holland. There Yvonne got graduate and got specialised as a civil lawyer. Yvonne still remembered the day that she got the proposed to work in America, she almost faint for the excitement. The first thing that she thought was: FREEDOM. A new life, all alone. She was glad that her parents supported her, even with all their strict rules. 

Yvonne grabbed her bag and left her apartment. She had appointment at her office with Gladstone. He called her the evening before, his voice sounded a bit concerned. Yvonne was feeling something for him, she hard admitted to herself but it was so. A connection, a good sensation, she can't understand exactly what. 

Yvonne arrived at her office at 9.30, perfectly on time for the appointment. Gladstone was there from just 5 minutes, with Shamrock. Yvonne felt that she blushed while greeting him and imposed her self control to be stronger. 

- You can wait here, Shamrock. It will be fast and anyway boring for you.- Said Gladstone and Shamrock nodded, continuing playing videogames on a small consolle.

Yvonne closer the door of her office behind them and Gladstone said, even before taking a sit:

- I preferred that Shamrock doesn't hear it...because his mother came to search him yesterday.-

Yvonne was shocked. She put her bag on the desk, taking a sit behind it and Gladstone sit in front of her. Gladstone continued:

- Luckily Shamrock wasn't home, he was in the centre with his cousins. Anyway, his mother looked...I think drunk but she was begging me to let her see Shamrock. I told her many times that Shamrock wasn't home but she can't believe me, I had to literally let her in and to show her that all the rooms in my house were empty...-

- That's weird...- Said Yvonne - I mean, now she thinks that you will forbid her to see Shamrock but...she let you take care of him, she never cared about her son, so what does she wants now?-

- Money. From her ex husband, I told you. She still doesn't care about Shamrock. Anyway,  yesterday she left crying,  saying that she miss her son, she wants to see him even just one more time. I have no idea on what to do now.- Said Gladstone.

- I know but there is no reason to be worried right now. She still doesn't have any lawyer and I think she's just trying to get closer to Shamrock in an easy way. But, of course, it doesn't work like that. Kids are not money valuable. - Yvonne smiled to Gladstone. - And...do you say she was...drunk?-

- That's what it seemed...-

Yvonne digits something on her laptop.

- That's another thing that has to be noted. A drunk mother, is not a good mother.-

Yvonne felt she was almost talking to herself. She didn't have kids but she was a bit addicted to alcohol. Even in that moment, she wouldn't say no to a big glass of white wine.

- Well, that's all. I just want you to know about it...- Gladstone stands up, taking his green jacket. Yvonne's heartbeat started to run again. She has always been an impulsive person but that day it took a bit longer for her before she could ask Gladstone:

 - Why don't we...- Yvonne cleared her throat, Gladstone looked at her interested - Ehm...go out for dinner...if you can, I mean...-

- I can, for sure. Tonight?-

Yvonne blushed. She had never expect that reaction.

- Tonight is perfect. And I let you choose the place this time.-

- I know a very nice one. It's not far from here, we can go together. At 8 pm?-

- Great. See you tonight.-

- Can't wait for it.-

The last sentence of Gladstone made Yvonne melted. Gladstone closed the door behind him and she cannot control herself anymore. She took a glass from the small fridge under the desk and a small bottle of Chardonnay from her bag. Yvonne drank it in a sip. She inhaled and exhaled very fast, until she can finally continue her work.

Shamrock was happy to hear that he will spend the evening with Grandma Duck at the farm. He liked that place so much and he found very funny how Gus Goose could so easily and often fall asleep. Grandma Duck had a strict rule over dinner time, not later than 7 pm. They all had to wake up the next day, the farm can't wait and there were always millions things to do.

- Grandma, do you know something about an artefacts very close to here?- Shamrock dared to ask her just before dinner. Grandma put a whole roasted chicken on the table and Gus took his place at the table, looking at the chicken, famelic. Grandma hesitated a bit before to answer:

- I've heard something...there is a strange story...over an haunted house. Scrooge knows for sure that there is a treasure there but...Gus had a bad experience about it.-

Gus swallowed a big piece of chicken, embarrassed.

- Well, it was scary- he said - I was your age Shamrock and a ghost made me run away from there...it was horrible. I've never run so fast in my life. And I will never do it anymore.- Gus seemed still proved remembering that. Grandma and Shamrock took a place at the table.

- A ghost ? - Asked Shamrock  - Did you see it,  was it by the artefacts....?-

Shamrock stopped his questions because Gus just fell asleep on the chair. He ate half chicken.

- Oh, you are really lucky. More chicken for us!- Grandma blinked at Shamrock.

Shamrock, from his side, felt now even more attracted from that artefacts. He had to speak with his cousins, now school was yet to start again. They have to decide, and get their treasure!

In the meantime, Gladstone and Yvonne arrived on time at the restaurant. The place was nice, in the centre. As they enter, Gladstone didn't have to wait too much to get his price. An elegant waiter told him that he was the 100th guest with a green jacket, so the dinner will be for free.

- Ok, I have to go out with you more often!- Commented Yvonne, amused.

- It could be a pleasure.- Said Gladstone.

They took a sit at a table in a corner of the big restaurant. The atmosphere was very relaxed, it was not crowded, lounge music and a good smell of grilled meat. Yvonne ordered a bottle of wine, imposing herself to don't drink more than half of it. She wasn't ready to tell Gladstone her problem...

- Well, tell me. I thought that after my problems, the case about Shamrock...you had enough of me but it seems not.- Said Gladstone with a little mischievous tone.

- Please, I take your case in my heart. I want the best for Shamrock, same as you. And I just want to know you better, out from my office. Analyse you, let's say.-

- I'm in. We have the whole life for it.-

Gladstone liked her provocative sarcasm. A waiter brought them the menu's. Gladstone asked him:

- Please sir, can we get another bottle of wine?-

- Absolutely.-

The waiter walked fast away for take the wine. Gladstone said:

- The night is still young.- 

Was it connection or telepathy, Gladstone took her hand and Yvonne hold it tight. It was one of the best moments of her life.

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The next morning Shamrock woke up very early. He slept at the farm and he saw Grandma Duck from the window, already busy collecting apples. It was the last day of holidays, a sunny day and he had to see the haunted house, now from the farm he was very close to it. 

Grandma left the breakfast for Shamrock in the kitchen and he just grabbed a few slices of bread and went outside. He saw Gus Goose sleeping on the rocking chair, a broom still in his hand.

- Gus...Gus Goose!- Shamrock pushed him to wake him up and Gus looked around, sad that someone interrupted his dream.

- Can you bring me to the haunted house...?- Whispered Shamrock.

- Oh no, it's not a good idea...it's....-

- GUS!!!! Where are you??- Grandma Duck called him. She saw both of them on the patio and she smiled. Gus stand up, holding the broom.

- Shamrock, come help me with the apples!- 

Shamrock followed her. He had to find a way out...

After around an hour Grandma Duck let Shamrock go to play because they collected a lot of fruits. She told Shamrock:

- Stay in the farm, so I can call you when lunch is ready and then your uncle will pick you up later.-

Shamrock nodded, but he already knew that this time he will disobey. He was smart enough to convince Gus Goose too, let him avoiding the hard job that he was doing: cleaning the stable.

- Shamrock we don't have to go...and I'm...hungry and...- Gus yawned, following Shamrock in the forest out from the farm.

- Just a look, Gus. A look and we go I promise.- 

- Oh my...- Gus was sweating from the walk and the fear. Shamrock followed him very curiously. Gus knew the way very well, he won't never forget it.

- Why did you escape, what did you scare so much?- Asked Shamrock.

- It was a mix of tools...a giant one!- Gus was still shocked from it and Shamrock looked at him like he was crazy.

- It's true, believe me! Then I saw my ex classmates...they were so bad with me...-

Shamrock interrupted him, pointing him a very old house in the middle of the forest. It was huge but falling apart too, with rotten walls, broken windows and many graffiti and signs on the walls. On the patio there was still a wood bench. The roof was broken and it seemed that there were lekkage everywhere. Gus was shivering.

- Ok, we saw it...go back.- He said.

- I want to get in.- Shamrock walked closer to the house, ignoring Gus that was begging him to go back. 

Shamrock had a strange feeling, and more he got closer to the house, more that bad feeling went worse and worse. After a few seconds, Shamrock heard a voice from the opposite side:

- Come on, you three! Look here, instead of hanging around doing nothing!-

Shamrock hid behind a bush in the front of the house. He saw the triplets of beagles with three adults that were looking similar to them. All of them were dressed at the same way, with numbers on their sweaters. Shamrock didn't know anymore what to do. He didn't see Gus anymore and he started to be scared.

One of the Beagle Boys opened the front door of the house with a kick, making the kids laugh. The three adults entered, saying to the Beagle Brats to wait outside. After a couple of minutes number 176-761 ran out of the house, yelling that inside there was Scrooge with a new terrible weapon.

- Scrooge...??- Whispered Shamrock to himself. 

- You idiot! There is nobody inside, let me go!- An old guy, that the Brats greeted as Grandpa, pushed the scared Beagle boy away.

Shamrock decided that it was the right time to escape, all the Beagles were now distracted. He carefully stand up, but when he turned he almost collapsed. His mother was standing behind of him, with an angry face. She said:

- Shamrock...come back to me please...- 

- No!!! LEAVE!! Go away!!-

Shamrock ran as fast as he can, but all the Beagles heard him and they looked around. Luckily Shamrock was fast enough so they cannot see him. Shamrock heard also the old Grandpa screaming but he didn't care. He just want to go away from there, from her mother. From his past.

The time passed very fast. Shamrock leaned on a tree for take a breath. He looked at his phone, shocked. It was already 5 pm. And he didn't have any idea where he was. Shamrock got lost. 

Shamrock took a deep breath, trying to keep calm and then call Grandma or his uncle but there was no possibility, his phone was dead. Where does his luck was? Shamrock thought that sometimes luck and faith were separated things. But in that moment, why? What did it means?

Shamrock looked up, it was dark and cold. His mother was disappeared and he didn't hear anymore the voices of the Beagles. Then he noticed a piece of a blue blouse, exactly the same colour as the one that Gus was wearing. So, that's was the correct direction. The forest wasn't so big, so Shamrock walked halfhour since he saw some lights. The farm, finally. His luck helped him once again.

He climbed the fence, directed to Grandma's house. Shamrock saw the car of Gladstone parked in front of it. He was in trouble, he felt it.

- Here! He's coming!-

Gus saw him from the kitchen's window and opened the front door. Grandma went out, near to get an heart attack.

- SHAMROCK!! Don't go there anymore I was so worried for you!!!Why didn't you follow Gus back??-

She was angry but at the same time happy to see him safe and sound.

- I...didn't hear him...- Shamrock sighed - I was searching the house...I was curious...-

- Yea Gus told me. Stay away from there it's dangerous.- Said Grandma in a protective tone.

Gladstone came out from the house too.

- Shamrock! What's happened today? You need to give an explanation to Grandma...-

- I'm so sorry...I...- Whispered Shamrock.

- Please! I was angry with Gus too. He's not a kid anymore. I'm happy that you are back!- Grandma smiled to him, proposing him to go inside and take a big slice of cake.

- No, Grandma- Said Gladstone - thanks but is better if we go now. Tomorrow Shamrock has school...-

- Oh that's true. Ok. Don't worry see you soon.-

Grandma and Gus greeted them. Shamrock was exhausted and extremely sorry about that afternoon.

On the car, on their way home, Shamrock said:

- I'm so sorry for today I've been stupid I don't know what popped in my mind to do...- 

- You didn't listen to Grandma Duck and we were so worried. And what you did with Gus is...not fair, really.-

- I know- Shamrock was near to cry - But I saw my mother...in the forest.-

Gladstone almost lost the control of the car. He let Shamrock repeat the last sentence. Gladstone can't believe it. What does she was doing there?

- I ran away from her! She scared me...- continued Shamrock. He preferred not to mention the Beagle Boys.

- Better if you go out only for go to school for now. And I have to speak with Yvonne again.-

Yeah, Yvonne. Gladstone thought about the night before. They made a mistake, he knows it. He was afraid that she will now avoid him for not risk to lose her place. They had to be careful. Anyway, Gladstone knew that their relationship could have a future. But Yvonne was too scared about her job.

Shamrock nodded, his cousins were waiting for him for the next step about the haunted house. But Shamrock, in that moment, didn't want to lose his uncle's trust.

They didn't talk anymore, on the way back home. Gladstone was thinking about Yvonne, about Shamrock and what to do. Shamrock was very pensive too. He wanted that his mother could  magically disappear and bringing with her all the bad memories. He wanted to say sorry again and again to Grandma and Gus. He wanted to stay in Duckburg. Too many things to worried about and Shamrock fell asleep in the car.

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"You are insane. Go away, right now!" Yvonne was tormenting herself with her thoughts until she finally decided what to do. It was not as she wanted but, as usual, she chose to be thoughtful and to choose the right thing to do. She was so strict to herself, even more than how her parents were. She always followed her brain, not her heart in her life and this time had not to be an exception. 

She slept at Gladstone's home, she got drunk and now she missed alcohol even more. It was an amazing night, at the restaurant than they went to a pub where they stayed until late, Yvonne didn't remember how late she was too drunk and happy for being worried about the time. And than they decided to go Gladstone's house, he drove because she got too drunk. Yvonne noticed that she didn't have any panic attack that night, it was very strange. Normally she always got at least one when she was doing new things or something "out of the rules". Yvonne felt herself that night, appreciate just as she was. She was too scared to fall in love with Gladstone and now she must take a step back. For her career, her job. For Shamrock. It will be hard, she knew it. But she got surprised, while reading the news that morning. A woman was found in a bad state, in a suburb of Duckburg. Drunk and apparently homeless,  the woman tried to steal foods and alcohol from a tank station. Yvonne was sure that it was Shamrock's mother looking at the pictures.

Yvonne, with tears in her eyes, went out of Gladsone's house feeling like a traitor. Her car was still at the office, so she walked to the closest bus stop. She looked like she just came out from a fairytale book with her nice yellow dress, make up still on and her fancy yellow décolleté.

Yvonne sit on the bench at the bus stop, grabbing her phone. 7 am. It was still early, but she called her young employee. Jacqueline was very young but she was the best employee of Yvonne's office.

- Jacqueline? Sorry if I call you now but I have a very easy case for you. It's actually not closed but we are very close to it...yes...-

Yvonne smiled, hearing the happiness of the girl.

- You just have to present at the judge. I'll send you know a very important news about the case. It could be determinating for close the case.-

Yvonne explained Jacqueline the most important details of the case, hardly keeping her emotion through the voice. As she closed the call, the bus was right in front of her. Her phone ringed as she took a sit. It was Gladstone. Yvonne, with a shaking hand, pushed the red button. Again and again. Then, a message from Gladstone:

"I know what you are thinking. I'm not using you. Call me, please."

Yvonne inhaled and exhaled, three times, deeply. It didn't work. She needed alcohol, right now. Yvonne begged the driver to stop at the next bus stop, panting. She was still far from home but it didn't matters. Yvonne ran to the first shop for buy a bottle of wine, that she drank as she got out. The panic disappear. Yvonne looked at herself, her reflection on a window at the street. Not so different to Shamrock's mother. She felt miserable.

- Well, you put yourself in a trouble, you know but...you are in time for end it. If you want it.-

Donald listened with attention what Gladstone told him about two nights before. And last morning, especially.

It was 9 am, Shamrock was at school, Gladstone was still angry about what Shamrock did at the farm. He didn't understand what Shamrock was searching at that house. He was even angrier with Shamrock's mother. Does she was stalking or following them? It had to ended up as soon as possible.

- Believe me, kids mean problems.- Continued Donald - Just a few days ago Huey came home with a black bruis on his eye. And the other two were covered of bruises too. And the skateboard of Huey was broke. It took me half month of salaryfor buy them that skateboards!!-

- Really? What happened to them?-

- Do you think they will say it to me? I asked them many times, no way. They are teenagers, Shamrock is still a kid. Hard times are yet to come, cousin. And your luck won't help you much.-

Gladstone didn't know what to answer, but Donald was right. He had to take control of at least a thing and at the moment Shamrock was the most important one. First, finally getting the full custody of his nephew. Then, figure out a possible relationship with Yvonne.

- Relationships are always troubles. - Donald rode in his mind - Me and Daisy have fights very often. Until a month ago you were a completely free person, with nothing to care about. And now, you have a kid and maybe a girlfriend? I don't recognise you anymore!-

- Yes. A kid with a crazy stalkering mother.- Added Gladstone. - Maybe I will go there and check that house. Better if I try to find out myself what Shamrock was searching. He said he was just curious but I believe there's something more.-

- Good luck.- Said Donald.

- Oh no, you will come with me.-

In the classroom, Dugan noticed that Shamrock was very silent. Dugan can't wait to know about what to do, he was afraid but at the same time curious to see the haunted house. Shamrock minimalize it, saying that it was a waste of time. 

Shamrock looked often out from the window, like he was searching or waiting for something. In the pause, he preferred to stay in the classroom, while all his classmates went outside for play. Dugan tried to convince him to go outside, it was a sunny day, Webby tried as well, but there was nothing to do. Shamrock didn't want to say them that he was afraid to see his mother, waiting for him, outside the school's gate.

- Hey, Shamrock. - The teacher of science went closer to him. She was a nice lady, cute and sweet - Dugan is worried about you. What's happening?-

She sit at Dugan's place, right next to Shamrock. Shamrock sighed, saying that there was nothing, he was just a bit tired. The teacher smiled, saying that he had to feel comfortable with her and tell her his problem, if he had one. Shamrock can't keep it anymore:

- My...my mother. She followed me and I don't want to go outside, maybe she's there. Waiting for me!-

The teacher knew his situation but she convinced him to follow her in the school yard, she showed him that there was nobody outside, at least she made him a bit more quiet. She preferred anyway to call Shamrock's uncle and talk about that.

There were other troubles inside school. The Beagle Brats noticed immediately Shamrock walking with the teacher. They had to take revenge on him, on all the cousins. They stopped to bother a little girl, torturing her doll. 03 threw the doll right in the trash can, making the girl cry. 02 came with an idea and he shared it with the brothers:

- What do you all think if we...and then...-

He whispered everything very softly. The brothers agreed, it was a simple but great plan.

- We don't have to wait long. We can act tomorrow already.- Added 02.

- We can have a bit of fun also right now, why not?- Proposed 01.

Shamrock, Webby and Dugan were sit on a bench in the sun. Webby was reading an adventure romance, one of Scrooge's favourite and Shamrock was telling them about what happened at the house. The Brats went fast closer to them, grabbed Webby's book and threw it far away, right in a puddle. Webby screamed running to catch the book before it gets soaking wet.

- Leave us alone.- Said Dugan.

- We are back, as you all saw and we pretend respect! Clear?- 01 crossed the arms, standing in front of them. Shamrock didn't answer. He just said to Dugan to move to another place, making 01 mad:

- You have to answer me! You don't know what we are able to do...we don't let anyone laugh about us...-

01 grabbed Shamrock's arm and hold it tight, before taking out a small knife from the pocket. Dugan got pale. Sadly Huey, Dewey and Louie were at the gym, unaware about the situation.

- Clear?- Whispered 01. 02 and 03 were busy keeping Webby.

In that moment, all the teachers called back all the kids, time to go back to the classes. 01 got distracted and Shamrock can fast move away, getting just a little bit hurt on the wrist by the sharp blade. Shamrock said:

- No. It's not clear. It's nonsense.-

He ran away, followed by Webby and Dugan.

- I'll make it clearer.- Said 01, cleaning and putting the knife back.

Back in the classroom, Dugan called Shamrock an insane lucky suicidal. Shamrock seems amused from the Beagle Brats and their provocations.

- You are bleeding...- Told him Dugan. Shamrock's hid his wrist, it was nothing. Reacting to the bullies that way made him again full of energy. Shamrock whispered:

- Dugan, it seems that I cannot live without troubles...-

- I know, believe me.- The teacher entered in the classroom.

- Sorry.- Shamrock smiled. - Because I want to ask you a favour...-

Dugan leaned his head on the desk, sighing and Shamrock laugh. Dugan whispered:

- I know I'll soon regret it but...ok, what?- Dugan looked at Shamrock with a funny face.

- Can you and Webby try to ask Scrooge about the house? Maybe can you all go to the Money Bin?-

Dugan nodded, he will ask the triplets to join too. Dugan asked:

- Why don't you come?-

- I would so much like to, believe me. But at the moment i prefer to don't play with the trust of my uncle anymore after what happened yesterday.-

Dugan understood it. The teacher noticed the two cousins talking without stop and he suddenly asked:

- Shamrock Gander, Dugan Duck can you both please explain us what we were talking about the last time?-

Shamrock took, obviously, a bad mark. Again. 

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The conversation between Donald and Gladstone went interrupted a couple of times that from the phone that morning. They were at Gladstone's house and both times Gladstone was hoping to hear Yvonne's voice at the phone, but it didn't happen. The first time was a worried teacher about Shamrock's behaviour and the second time a colleague of Yvonne, named Jacqueline, with good news. If Gladstone can recognise Shamrock's mother in the pictures that Jacqueline will send him with an attached email, he can considered his case closed with the full custody of Shamrock. Gladstone looked at the pictures. Yes, it was clearly Shamrock's mother. She stole many things, hiding them under her dirty coat and in another pic she was hanging around, probably drunk.

-She is in the jail now.- Said Jacqueline with an happy voice - She will lose forever her son and she won't bother you anymore! You just have to go with Shamrock by the judge, I'll be with you. And everything is finally ended for you. Congratulations.-

Gladstone was confused. In the same time, he was wondering why he was talking with her and not with Yvonne and at the same time, he was glad that such a crazy stalker was not in their way anymore.

- So, it's done.- Donald said, as Gladstone closed the conversation - welcome to the club of the parenting uncles, who make as mothers and as fathers for their ungrateful kids.-

Donald laughed at his own words. Gladstone almost didn't hear what he said. His thoughts were all for Yvonne. He was afraid that they will never meet again. He already missed her.

"Yvonne, what did I do? I'm so sorry..."

- Earth calls Gladstone...are you ok?- 

- Yes, I mean. Sure! At least one big trouble is gone, but...I think we should bring Shamrock with us, to the house. Even tomorrow.-

Donald nodded. Again, his lucky cousin convinced him to do something annoying and dangerous. Donald looked out from the window of the living room. Donald commented:

- The house across the street is sold. You will have new neighbours soon.-

In the afternoon, after school, Dugan, Webby and the triplets were at the Money Bin. The kids sit all by Scrooge's desk and Dugan made Scrooge the fatidic question about the house. Dugan promised Shamrock to get more informations possible. Scrooge looked surprised about the question but then he remembered about an artefact on his map, in that house.

- If you think to find a treasure there, it could be harder than expected. I've been there too, many years ago.-

Donald, busy as usual polishing coins, started to keep more attention at Scrooge's words. He didn't know anything about an artefact in Duckburg. Weird from Scrooge not even have mentioned it one time...

- It was one of the first artefacts that I tried to get. Unsuccessfully. There's something evil in that place.-

Webby started taking notes.

- I've been there two times and both times a monster stopped me.- continued Scrooge  - it was a huge amount of coins, put together to shape a giant more than 3 meters tall. I ran away both times. I've never been so scared in my whole life.-

Scrooge was very embarrassed telling them that story. He almost forgot that experience he was much younger at the time. Webby let him notice that in their adventures they have defeated monster and villains much stronger and scarier. Scrooge knew it but for him, nothing was scarier than that gigantic mass of money. He can't explain why.

- If you are thinking to go there, you will lose your time. Stay away from there. Please, listen to me.- Said Scrooge. Scrooge was regretting to gave the map to them. They were just kids.

Donald, from his side, regret to have listened again to his arrogant cousin. Tomorrow will be a long day.

Gladstone can't wait to give the good news to Shamrock. Gladstone tried to don't think about Yvonne anymore, she didn't pick up at his calls and she didn't even answer his  messages. Shamrock arrived home at 4 pm, tired and with a sad face. As first thing, he looked out from the window near to the front door. He noticed a small truck parked by the house across the street and a few boxes on the sidewalk. Shamrock saw a mountain bike, maybe there will be a new kid as neighbour too. He couldn't see no one.

- You can stop to check out from the window. Your mother won't bother you anymore.- Said Gladstone. He explained Shamrock everything what Jacqueline told him in the morning. Shamrock's face got first relaxed then happy. 

- So, after following me in the forest for scare me, she went out of it for... steal food at the shop?- Said Shamrock.

- Something like that. She needs help...-

- There was Scrooge too at the house...- Shamrock stopped to talk too late. He didn't want to mention the Beagle Boys but now he was obligated to.

- Scrooge??? There??- Gladstone thought Shamrock was joking.

After a long explanation Gladstone had a thing clear: the Beagle Brats had the fight with Huey Dewey and Louie and now Shamrock put himself into another trouble. No idea about Scrooge and what he was doing there. Donald's words ran into Gladstone's mind:

"Hard times are yet to come..." so true.

- One thing at a time. Better aware the teachers about them...- Gladstone meant the Beagle Brats.

Shamrock sighed. He took that day another F at literature. The second one in a few days of school. And his wrist was hurting. Such a bad day, where his luck was gone?

Gladstone preferred wait to go at the house, he will go tomorrow at the Money Bin and ask directly to Scrooge about that.

Shamrock chose to say the truth also about his bad marks and the wounded wrist.

- Ehm...uncle Gladstone I have a couple of other problems...-

The doorbell interrupted him.

- Problems...?- Asked Gladstone, going to open the door.

A funny and skinny guy stand in front of Gladsone's door, a big cake in his hands. He made a big smile and said:

- Yuk! I'm Goofy, your new neighbour. And this is my son Max!!-

A teenager, quite similar to the father, greeted them, shy. Goofy gave the cake to Gladstone.

- Your hair is...you are so cool!- Shamrock said to Max. Max put an hand through his black rebel hair, smiling.

- Wanna see my mountain bike?- Asked Max to him, pointing his brand new red bike.

- That's for sure!- Shamrock followed Max to his garden.

- Shamrock, we were...oh, nevermind.- Gladstone wanted to greet Goofy and close the door but Goofy got in without invitation, admiring the beautiful big house. Gladstone put the cake on the table.

- That's awesome, yuk. I think we will become good friends.-

Goofy laughed, cutting the cake that he brought, in many different slices, making the whole table dirty.

- Hard times. - Repeated Gladstone to himself  - Are just started.-

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- So, tell me, what brings you to Duckburg?- Asked Gladstone, serving a cup of coffee to Goofy. 

- Work. I've got a very good job offer and for Max it's an opportunity to make new friends...- Goofy looked out from the window in the kitchen. Max let Shamrock try his mountain bike but it was too big for him and he fell. Max laugh, making Shamrock trying again. Goofy laughed too. Max has always been a shy kid, he didn't like himself much and at Mouseville he had just a couple of friends.

- Which job?- Asked Gladstone, interested. He noticed that Goofy bought a nice and expensive house, so he had to earn pretty much.

- At an awesome hotel. Yuk, I will be the head waiter there! Is called Babylonian hotel, 5 stars.-

Gladstone almost spit his coffee. It was his hotel. The manager clearly hired Goofy at the last moment.

- Wait! I own that hotel!- Said Gladstone and Goofy was very surprised.

- Gawrsh! I'm honoured, boss. Ah-yuk!-

Gladstone realised that his life became very busy. He will also have a check at the hotel tomorrow. Then Scrooge, then speak with the teachers, find out which problems Shamrock was trying to talk him about...then maybe Yvonne. Gladstone send her a short message:

"Shamrock will stay with me. Thanks to you. Hope you are fine."

Goofy was talking a lot. He told Gladstone about his life before, doing many different jobs for pay all the bills after his wife died. The hard life of Max, between school, friends and such a big lost. Goofy admitted that it was the hardest time of his life. The money were never enough, they were kicked out from the apartment they were renting and Goofy had to work even more and harder for find another place to stay. But Max gave him all the strength that was needed. He lived for his son and now he was sure that things will get better.

- Now, tell me about your son. Ah-yuk he seems a very cute boy.- Said Goofy. They were drinking a third cup of coffee and a second slice of the vanilla cake.

- He's my nephew. Well, he just arrived at Duckburg too, like a month ago...the story is complicated.- 

Gladstone told Goofy all about Shamrock, in the most possible synthetic way.

- Gawrsh, that's a sad story too but I'm glad that it actually ended right now.-

Goofy looked at the time on his watch and he suddenly stand up, drinking his coffee in a sip.

- Yuk, I have to go. It's almost 6 pm, I don't want to be late on my first day.-

- Well, no problem. Said to the manager the boss make you arrive in delay.- Said Gladstone.

- Ah-yuk, that's true! Thank you and nice to meet you, neighbour. And boss!-

Goofy laughed and went out, but he kept the front door open. Max and Shamrock were right there, Max with a very embarrassed face. Shamrock said:

- Ehm...uncle Gladstone I have a problem. A new one, now...-

Shamrock was completely covered in mud, Max's bike too. He just fell right in a big puddle at the end of the street. It seems his luck went on vacation these days...

- The bike is too big for him but he wanted to ride it...- Said Max.

- Max, don't forget your homework and...ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh!!!!- Goofy put a foot on one of Max's rollerblades on the sidewalk and he fell after a long and violent run. Max and Shamrock looked eachother and laughed.

- Shamrock come inside and Max please collect your things or your father will step on all of them.- Said Gladstone. Shamrock greeted Max and went inside.

- Listen to my boss, Max!!!- Yelled Goofy, running away for go to work.

The next morning, Shamrock and Dugan were walking for go to school. Shamrock gave Dugan the good news and Dugan was very happy to hear that his mother can't be anymore a danger for him. He told Shamrock everything what Scrooge said to them. Shamrock was sure that the Beagle Boy was scared from Scrooge at the house. Some part went miss and he can't understand which one. He was sad that Max was older so they can't go at the same class. Max will probably be with Huey Dewey and Louie.

They were very close to school when Shamrock saw Yvonne. She was near to her car, busy typing on her phone. Shamrock told Dugan to go, he wanted to greet Yvonne. Dugan was concerned, hoping Shamrock won't be late.

Shamrock got closer to Yvonne and when she moved her eyes from the display and saw him she looked really happy. She greeted him:

- Hey Shamrock. How are you? Are you happy?-

Shamrock nodded and she put her phone in the bag. Yvonne heard from Jacqueline that tomorrow Gladstone had appointment with the judge, just to officially get the full custody.

- Thank you, Yvonne. I just want to said this.- Said Shamrock, ready to walk away but Yvonne stopped him, asking:

- How is your uncle, Shamrock? Is everything fine...?-

- Yes, it is. I think you can call him. I have to go, bye!- Shamrock walked away, Dugan was waiting for him a few meters further.

"Of course, how stupid I am..." Thought Yvonne. She rode Gladstone's message once again, before to press the green button for call him.

Shamrock can't wait to tell Dugan about Max. He liked his new friend a lot and Dugan would like to meet him too. They entered in the classroom, when Shamrock said:

- Now I don't risk anymore without my mother...-

- Oh no...- Dugan immediately understood what Shamrock was going to say.

- Let's go to the house, with Max too. Tonight?-

- Tonight oh my...yes, let's go. At midnight?-

Dugan suddenly was feeling excited too. For long time he didn't do anything that could be considered rebel so he agreed.

- Let me ask Max. But I think is ok.- Shamrock send a message just before the teacher started his lesson.

Shamrock didn't have to wait long for an answer. Max agreed straight away, with a great idea: he suggested Shamrock to say that they will sleep at his home. With them Max included Dugan and the other cousins too. Goofy will work until late and he would be back so tired that he won't notice anything.

It was a busy morning for Gladstone. At the hotel, where the business was going well, the manager told him that Goofy was hired after the other head waiter gave resignation at the last moment. Gladstone noticed how Goofy was bumbly and clumsy. In halfhour he lost an order from a guest, made confusion with the menù and broke a few dishes. He had to talk with him face to face, even the same night.

Then, at school, the teachers told him that Shamrock was taking bad marks. Of course, Gladstone had suspicions about it. So, he had to talk with his nephew too, as soon as possible.

A call from Jacqueline where they took an appointment with the judge for the next day.

A message from Shamrock, asking him I he can stay sleep at Max's home with Dugan too. Gladstone agreed without thinking too much, Shamrock would be just across the street.

And then, an unexpected call from Yvonne. Gladstone thought to even don't pick the phone but it could seems awkward so he accepted the call. At the end, without Yvonne, Shamrock can't maybe stay with him. Yvonne had a clearly embarrassed voice and she apologise about her silence the last couple of days.

- I know you aren't using me but my career is all my life. I also don't want to go back to my country and also...I didn't want to create a mess while we were already so close to let you get the full custody...-

Gladstone stopped her:

- Yvonne, stop. I've understood your intentions. I just don't want to lose the chance to at least know you better.-

- Me too. And with better I mean to don't be so drunk!- Yvonne laughed.

- Exactly. From tomorrow the case will be finally closed. So...-

- See you the day after. For be sure. Can't wait for it.- Said Yvonne, her voice more relaxed.

- I'll call you. Thanks for your time.-

Gladstone closed the conversation. He thought that a busy life couldn't be that bad. Actually his life was full now, with a few problems too but nothing impossible to manage.

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- Max are you sure it will work?-

Asked Shamrock. Him, Dugan and Max were walking back from school. Webby and the triplets prefer not to go. Scrooge sure won't let Webby sleep at a stranger's home and Huey Dewey and Louie had an important baseball training match.

- Don't worry. Just come at my home after dinner. Then we go together. I'll borrow you a bike I have a scooter too, I was using it when I was your age.-

Shamrock crossed his arms and looked at him, disappointed. Dugan laughed saying that he can take the scooter.

Shamrock was surprised when, as he got home, he saw Goofy in the kitchen while Gladstone was like trying to teach him how to don't break anything anymore. Goofy was standing in a proud position, back straight, a towel on his left arm, a dish on his right hand. Gladstone suggested him to take a second and maybe a third dish for go faster. Goofy was unbelievably clumsy, he just couldn't keep his back straight or the dishes would be all on the floor. Gladstone was exhausted:

- Goofy you have to do it! You are the head waiter! Please, have you ever do this job before...?-

They noticed Shamrock just after five minutes. Shamrock stayed for look at the funny Goofy.

- No, ehm, yuk. Never but I will try once again, maybe both hands...-

- Not in a five stars hotel. Ok, walk at least till the living room...all in one hand.-

Goofy, with a determined face, did it greatly. Sadly that, while turning, his big feet went one on eachother. He fell but he was able to keep all the dishes wholes. Shamrock laughed.

- Ah yuk! I didn't break anything!-

Gladstone sighed, the dishes were empty too. Goofy said:

- I have to go, my shift will start soon. Thank you boss!- Goofy left, happily taking his bag with his work clothes.

Shamrock was still laughing while going upstairs, when Gladstone said to him:

- At your place I won't laugh so much, Shamrock. I know everything about all your bad marks.-

Shamrock stopped at the middle of the stairs. He completely forgot his homeworks too.

- I'm sorry, I just actually...never studied anything at my old school. For my mother was ok anyway...and for the rest my luck helped me...-

- Your mother is an ended chapter.- Said Gladstone.

- Tonight I'll study. I promise. Max and Dugan can maybe help me too.- It was true, Max was older he already did all those lessons. And Dugan was very clever.

- Ok, we will see. When you go to Max's i have to go to the restaurant for check again Goofy...-

Shamrock was sorry for real. He wanted to talk to Gladstone about his marks but they went interrupted by Goofy and then he forgot about it.

At 8 pm, both of them went out. Gladstone was worried about Goofy. He had chosen the wrong job.

As he got at Max's home, the first thing that Shamrock said was:

- Can you help me with homeworks, now? We have a couple of hours...- He showed Max his books. Max didn't expect that and he scratched his head, while replying:

- Well, ok. I'll try. I was fixing my other bike, when I'm done I'll come.-

- Thank you Max!-

Shamrock sit at the table in the living room, with the books open. The house was a bit smaller than Gladstone's one, with not much furniture and still many boxes to open. Shamrock can't focus on the books, he got very easily distracted from little things. First, Max yelling on the stupid wheel bike pump, then Dugan coming in, then a fly against the window.

- So, tell me. Where do you need help?- Max came close to him, cleaning his hands on a towel.

- On everything.-

The three boys remained on the books until the last moment. At 10 pm, Shamrock could possibly hope on a C, with his luck.

It was dark and a bit cold outside, when they got out, Max and Shamrock on the bikes and Dugan on the scooter. The way was a bit long, at least one hour. They bike very fast, the street were almost empty. It took a bit longer than expected until they finally reached their destination. In the dark, the abandoned house in the wood looked even scarier. 

- So, this is the place. When you said that it was creepy, you were right...- Commented Max, looking around. A bit of wind made the tree move and a piece of the wooden walls fell.

- Now or never. Let's go.- Said Shamrock.

The three boys left the bikes and the scooter by the trees and got closer to the house. Dugan noticed a particular kind of sunglasses on the ground, and weird earphones. They looked pretty new, so someone has been there recently. They saw empty Cola and beer bottles and packages of snacks. They thought about homeless people who tried to sleep there or searched shelter for the night.

In a moment, everything around Shamrock became dark and silent. The house went out of his sight, his friends too.

- Dugan, Max! Are you still there?- Yelled Shamrock. No answer. Shamrock took other few steps before stop. He was going nowhere. He was right in he middle of nothing, a blank dark space with a smooth sound coming from far. 

- Dugan....Max...please answer me...- Whispered Shamrock. The sound became a bit harder and closer. Shamrock felt a presence, like someone was there too.

Shamrock sit and wait for his faith, eyes closed and shivering. Death, disappearing, a forever solitude, his thoughts were the worst possible. Until a voice made him look up again.

- Shamrock...- Max was standing in front of him. Shamrock hugged him tight. They were alone, in a black blank space. They started searching for Dugan, walking around in the dark. The silence was ironically making them feeling like deaf. 

- Do you see it?- Shamrock asked. Max looked in front of them. There was a light, becoming bigger and bigger.

- Help meeee!- Dugan's voice made them turn looking back. Dugan was running to them, he fell and roll for a bit than started to run again. Max blocked him, putting a lot of strength. Dugan realised just after a couple of minutes where he was.

- The crater....- Dugan can barely talk, so much he was panting - I don't know why i jumped into the crater...uncle Fethry was there too...I'm dead! WE ARE ALL DEAD!!!!-

- Calm down. Let's search a way to get out of here.- Said Max.

- I think is that one.- Shamrock looked again at the light. It was right in front of her now and after that, a woman appeared, while the light dissolved in a billion glittering sparks.

- It finally happened. The test is another time solved.- Said the woman. She was beautiful, all dressed in light blue, with long black hair. The boys were astonished, they can't even move.

- You two have in common your biggest fear.- The woman talked to Max and Shamrock.

- You both have the fear to be left alone, to live a dark and lonely life. Maybe you both have lost a person that was very close to you.-

Max and Shamrock looked eachother. It was more or less true.

- My mission is to find people who defeat their biggest fear, turning it into something positive. Friendship, strength. And you did it.-

The woman smiled to them.

- Who are you?- Asked Shamrock.

- Call me the faith. And you, Dugan.-

Dugan was in between Shamrock and Max, still panting.

- You saw your previous death. But don't worry, it won't affect your present life. Not with the present that I will give to you...-

The light make them almost blind. The darkness disappeared, the temperature got warmer.

In a second, everything got back as before. The house in front of them, the garbage all around it. Dugan, stil scared, yelled to the others to run away from there.

- No, wait...a present...- Shamrock didn't listen to him and went inside the house. Inside was completely rotten, the wooden floor with many holes, a big stairs in the middle of the hall, spiderwebs everywhere and a musty smell. Shamrock carefully walked through the hall, till he noticed a light coming from a room on the left. Shamrock heard Max's voice from the entrance:

- Shamrock....no...- 

Shamrock stubbornly didn't listen to him and opened the door. In the small and empty room, he noticed an old clock on the floor.  It was century old, brown and without clock hands. But after a bit, as Shamrock hold it, two hands magically appeared and started to run, as a normal clock.

Max and Dugan curiously got closer and Dugan took the clock too. The hands changed shape and run a bit faster. The same happened as Max hold the clock.

- It's our personal time. Like, our faith, our time left here...this clock reads our souls...- Said Dugan.

Max gave it to Shamrock.

- No, it's ours. But I want to show it to Scrooge.- Said Shamrock.

They went out, tired, and they still have an our to bike for get home. They noticed the first light of dawn, they had to hurry up. Sadly, the bikes were gone, same for the scooter.

- Don't move, give me what you have.- They heard a female voice.

Ma Beagle was behind them, with the Beagle boys and Grandpa Beagle who was holding a gun. The Beagle Brats came too, two on the bikes and one on the scooter, laughing at them.

- Come on! And no one will get hurt.- Yelled Grandpa.

The three boys were deadly scared and Max whispered to Shamrock to give them the clock and leave.

- No.- Said Shamrock. He believed in his luck, it will help them. The Beagle Brats said to Ma Beagle that they would like to have a bit of fun with them, first. Especially with Shamrock. 02 took out his knife.

- Ok, but do it fast. Then we will take the treasure.-

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Max's brain ran so fast, the same was for Dugan. The end was near, clear, that's all. Why did Shamrock have to be so stubborn? Max was close to grabbing the clock from Shamrock's backpack and give it to the thieves when a strong wind, came from nowhere, making a big tree branch fall, right between them and the Beagles. The big branch partially hit Grandpa, that screamed in the pain. Time to act.

- Come on!!!- Yelled Max. He and Shamrock jumped on the bikes and Dugan on the scooter before escaping as fast as possible. They had never run so fast in all their lives. On the way, they heard a motor of a car coming closer, so they got again into the forest, hiding in the trees. It was the car of the Beagles, eight people on an old and noisy car.

Dugan hold his breath till the car was out of their sight. His heart was going to explode.

- Let's go, it's almost 5 am. Before my father will woke up.- Said, Max.

The three of them carefully took bikes and scooters for finally going to Max's home.

It was almost 6 am when they left everything in the garage and very silently got inside the house. It was empty and silent, Goofy was still asleep. Softly as possible, they got all at Max's room, two sleeping bags were on the floor, next to Max's bed.

- One hour of sleep, let's take it.- Said Shamrock, getting into the sleeping bag.

- Will you be able to sleep? After what just happened...- Whispered Dugan. No answer, Shamrock fell asleep right away, holding the clock tight.

- Well, I for sure won't sleep either so let's wait until 7 am.- Said Max, going under the blankets.

Dugan was thinking about the faith. Too many things were just unexplainable. And why were there so many sunglasses and earphones around the house? Were they of the Beagles? They have to speak with Scrooge, after school. 

Dugan was barely getting his eyes closed when a voice made him almost jump into the sleeping bag.

- Ah-yuk!! Wake up, sleeping beauties. I've prepared a delicious breakfast, it's time to get up.- 

Max can never wake up in a bad mood with his father around. Sometimes he was feeling so embarrassed, disappointed and uncomfortable for him, but Max deeply loved his father and he knew that Goofy worked hard all his life to guarantee an easy present life for him and a nice future too. After Max's mother died, Goofy put all his effort for let his son be happy. Even a few years before, Max noticed that just his little smile could change for his father a bad day into a great one.

With a sleepless night on their back, Max and Dugan were like zombies and Goofy noticed it, he laughed saying:

- You watch too many movies yesterday night? Yuk, I hope you won't be too tired for school.-

Max mumbled something, meant as "leave me alone". They were all ready, having breakfast in the kitchen and Max tried to eat his egg and bacon without falling asleep and his head hitting the table.

- Yesterday it was great at work, you would laugh again if you saw me, Shamrock.- Said Goofy, preparing again his bag with work clothes.

- Do you work also today, dad?- Max asked, suddenly awake. Goofy nodded, he took an extra shift for the morning.

- And I saw your uncle, my boss, leaving the hotel with a very beautiful lady.- Goofy blinked and talked again to Shamrock, it seemed he preferred to avoid the conversation about work with Max.

- That's my lawyer!- Said Shamrock with enthusiasm  - I mean, she was. She is very nice.-

- I'm happy for you! It's time to go to school, boys ah yuk! I can give you a ride.-

Goofy was always happy but Dugan noticed that he was kinda hiding something. Like a very deep sadness, or tiredness.

Before leaving the car in front of the school, Dugan heard Max whisper to his father:

- Dad, it was your free day today...-

- Yuk, I like the job, Max. Don't worry.-

Goofy gave a lot of gas and ride very fast further. Max sighed, sincerely worried.

- Everything ok?- Shamrock got closer to him. Max nodded, trying to smile. But when he looked up, he saw the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Long red hair, a cute face, brown eyes and slim. She was wearing a nice green sweater and blue jeans, with white sneakers. Max was left with an open mouth. She was...amazing, an angel. And she was entering his same school.

- See you at the break, Max.- Max barely heard Shamrock greeting him.

"The day is getting better than expected." Max got fast into the school, and wanted to talk to the girl, forgetting how shy he was. Max saw her entering a class and closing the door behind her. As far as he knew, she was his same age. Max looked at the time. Three hours for the pause...and the chance to meet her.

At 11 am, all the kids and teenagers from all the classes went as usual in the yard for the break. It was cold and cloudy but especially the youngest kids were playing outside with their coats on. Max wanted to be brave this time.

"Just greet her, maybe ask her name nothing else." Thought him.

- Hey Max!- Shamrock ran close to him, as he went out. Shamrock was with Huey, Dewey, Louie, Webby and Dugan. Shamrock let Max meet all his cousins. The triplets were very funny, they invited him to play baseball after school.

- We have to go to the Money Bin!- Shamrock imposed his decision - The clock!-

Louie rolled his eyes:

- Can we go tomorrow?? Is it that urgent?? -

They started a little discussion and Max saw the red-haired girl, on the opposite side of the yard. She was talking with another girl and looking at her phone. Suddenly, she felt his eyes on her and she looked directly at him. Max blushed and looked away, trying to put himself in the discussion. She giggled and moved away with her friend. Max said:

- I...I have to go for a moment...- He walked away, for search the girl.

- See you later, Max?- Asked Shamrock.

- Yes....sure.-

Max walked through the whole yard without seeing her, weird. It was almost 11.30 am, time to go back to classes. At some point, Max heard many voices coming from the farthest place of the yard. It was behind big trees and benches, with an old gazebo. Usually, the couples were going there to be aside from the others. Max heard a female voice yelling:

- Leave me alone...NO!!!-

Max saw the Beagle Brats bullying and laughing at the red-haired girl. 01 grabbed the waist of the redhead girl pushing her closer to him to try to kiss her, making the other two laugh out loud.

- Be my girlfriend or you will regret it!!- Ordered 01 to her.

- I prefer to die!- The girl slapped him on the face and 01 pushed her away with a lot of strength, making her brutally fall.

- Leave her alone!!! NOW!!!- Max cannot just look. He already hated those bullies. The triplets stared at Max with evil looks. The girl stood up and ran away.

- See, last night you were very lucky. But now you won't.-

01 jumped on Max, followed by the brothers. All the kids were already in the classes, nobody was in the yard anymore, and it was three against one.

After ten minutes, the girl came back with three teachers and the principal, who yelled :

- STOOOOP!!! WHAT THE HELL....- 

Max was covered by wounds and bruises, he barely managed to get up. The Beagle Brats were almost unhurt. The girl was insisting that Max stepped in to defend her and for the teachers was a clear situation.

- You three, with me. I'm not surprised I'm done with you all!!- The principal took the Beagle Brats, pushing them into his office.

- We haven't finished with you and your friends, remember!!!- Yelled 02 before the principal pulled him in and slammed the door.

- Let's go to the nursery.- The girl gave her hand to Max. Max couldn't see her well, his sight was a bit blurred, and he had his left eye injured. She helped him to walk, Max had probably a cracked rib.

- Thank you. I'm Roxanne.-

- Max...- Max tried to smile but also his face hurt. All his body was in pain.

- Thank you, Max.- Repeated Roxanne, holding his hand tighter.

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The last night was great for Yvonne. As first she walked into Gladstone's hotel, noticing that the managers were doing a good job. As Gladstone desired, there were added a lot of four leaf clover paintings in all the corridors and the walls and carpets with a green tone. The restaurant was fully booked, the rooms too and all the guests were satisfied. The only, min point that Yvonne noticed was the mess that made the head waiter, he was in a black out with the orders, he exchanged the dishes a few times between different guests and he almost break many dishes and glasses. That guy was also completely unable to give instructions to a new young waiter. Gladstone stepped in a couple of times to help him, but it didn't change much.
- Let's go, Yvonne.- Told her Gladstone around 10 pm - I think Goofy can do it alone now and actually I did enough for today.-

Gladstone and Yvonne left for go to the cinema and watch a new movie.
After it, when they get into a pub, Yvonne was ready to talk to Gladstone about her problem.
As they sit, with two glass of white wine in front of them, Yvonne said:
- Before we get to know eachother better.. I want to be honest and to tell you that I have a problem since I'm 27...-

- Me too. It's named Shamrock but that is another story.- Said Gladstone and Yvonne laughed.
- That's all yours. And you made me do it! Anyway, I was saying, I have a problem with alcohol. It helps me feel better, not to overthinking and it makes me feel...numb for a bit.-
Gladstone looked interested so Yvonne explained further:
- I was 27 when my ex boyfriend died in a car crash. My...husband almost. We were planning to get married in a few months. But fate had different plans.-

Yvonne sighed and took a big sip of wine. Gladstone stopped her before she would make the big glass empty. He said:
- It's ok. You can go further with it, but if you aren't ready yet...-
- No, I'm ok.- Yvonne pushed the glass aside - I was driving. I was young, and stupid. I've just got my university degree, with the highest marks. My parents were so happy...and I have got the opportunity to come to work in America. I thought " it's the best day of my life, let's celebrate "....-

Yvonne fastly dried a tear, running on her cheek. Her mascara melted a bit.

- He was happy too. My boyfriend. I was feeling sad because of the distance  but he pushed me to accept the opportunity because it's a train that pass only once in life. So, I listened to him and I bought a one way fly ticket straight away. But I promised him that, before I'll leave I have to let him have the best night of his life. And it was. We had a delicious dinner out, we danced all night at the disco, just me and him. Then, I wanted to sleep the last couple of hours with him so I suggested him to come with me at home.-

Yvonne sighed again, taking a break. Hating herself, she drank the rest of the wine in a sip, before saying:

- I was drunk, and a bit stoned, him too but I drove. It was only 10 minutes drive, i thought, what it could happen, everything will be fine. I thought. He fell asleep on the passenger seat and I so much wanted to take a picture, I just couldn't find my stupid phone in my bag so I didn't look at the road for a few seconds for search it. Then, I found the phone and I took the picture. Just before a big truck cut my car in two. I was almost unhurt but the side where my boyfriend sit, was destroyed.-

Yvonne silently cried, while searching something on her phone.

- But I took the picture, as I said.- Yvonne showed Gladstone a pic where a young boy was tenderly sleeping  - Here he's still whole, nothing can hurt him. Here he is safe forever. He will be forever 27.-

Yvonne cried, while putting her hands at her face, the phone fall and hit the ground. Gladstone stood up and hug her tight. No words were needed. The faith had this plan and nothing could be done anymore. The promise she can make was that she could try to stop to drink. Gladstone promised to don't leave her alone, her story was incredibly touching and it got them even closer.

- You said... your parents were very happy but. Were you happy too?- Asked Gladstone, putting his chair closer to her. Yvonne felt uncomfortable with him, she felt that she could tell him all her secrets. It was like they were alone at the pub, all the people around like shadows. She asked to a waiter to bring just water, no wine anymore.

- I was. But I was happy to leave. I've spend all my best years studying, declining invitations at parties and small trips between classmates because of my parents. They weren't happy if I couldn't have an A at every tests of every subjects. I took B a few times and they were so disappointed, looking at me like I was ruining my life. I was so done with it.-

- You couldn't go more far from them!- Commented Gladstone.

- No. Ten hours of aeroplane are enough!-

- Well, see the positive side. Think about if you refused the opportunity to work here.-

- My boyfriend could be maybe still being alive...-

-....maybe. Fate is fate.-

Yvonne nodded at Gladstone's words. She would like that their deep conversation never end.

- You would never had the chance to meet me.- Said Gladstone.

Yvonne knew his sarcasm was on purpose, trying to don't make her memories being cruel with her mind.

- True. Such a pity.-

Yvonne finally laughed. She cheered with him with her glass of water.

- Ops. - She said, giggling - In my country we think that cheering with water will bring bad luck.-

- Don't joke. You won't run any risk with me.-

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- Look here, uncle Scrooge!-

Shamrock proudly showed Scrooge his maths test with a big A written on it with red ink.

- Oh my gosh does he really have to show it to everyone? Literally EVERYONE!- Commented Dewey with his brothers. It was just luck, the test was based on the only part that Shamrock studied better.

- Well, congratulations Shamrock! Next time if you show me a well earned green 100$ I'll be more happy!-

Huey didn't follow the conversation. He was a bit worried about Max, noone of them saw him while going out of school. Weird. Shamrock was at the moment the only one having Max's telephone number but Max didn't reply yet at his messages.

Shamrock put the clock on Scrooge's desk. Scrooge touched it, amazed and Donald put the cleaning cloth and came closer, curious.

- You probably wouldn't believe it but we got it from the fate made as person.- Said Dugan.

They told Scrooge their adventure about last night. Scrooge stood up and walked around his office:

- Now it's clear...-

- I'm afraid we have to search the others now...-

- Shut up! Not now.- Scrooge yelled to Donald.

The kids looked at eachother, until Shamrock said:

- Uncle Scrooge have you been there too, right? One of the Beagle Boy ran away from you...some days ago when I went there alone.-

Scrooge didn't know what Shamrock was talking about. He have never been there anymore the last years.

- That's because the biggest fear of the Beagle Boy is Scrooge.- Revealed Dugan - that's why he saw Scrooge in the house. It was a fate's game.-

- Like I saw my mother the first time...- Added Shamrock. That day Shamrock was still scared from her, from his past life. Now, his biggest fear changed into another one. A fear to be abandoned again, to be lonely. Same was for Max. Scrooge saw long ago a monster made if coins because money was his happiness but at the same time his biggest fear too. Scrooge was afraid to being unable to control it or to be obligated to get rid of it for some reasons. 

Scrooge was deeply thinking and nobody dared to interrupt him again. Huey found funny how the clock rapidly changes its shape and way to move from him to his brothers. Suddenly Scrooge said:

- Yes. We have to.- 

Donald rolled his eyes. He had right the most of the time but nobody even cared to listen to him.

Scrooge hold the clock for a moment before searching something in a drawer of his desk. He put a book on it, going straight to a specific page.

- Other two. One in Europe, one in Duckburg ...aha!!!-

- Can you explain us something?- Donald crossed his arms.

- Fate's gifts. The time, the energy, the luck. That's all what we got when we all come to this world.-

Scrooge sit on the desk, for talk face to face to his nephews.

- Some of us have more time. Others more health or energy. Others have a big amount of luck...- He blinked to Shamrock.

- We don't know when we will die, if or when we will get sick or if everything will be alright for our whole life. These are just Fate's gifts!-

Scrooge was such into his words that he unconsciously stood up on his desk in a glorious pose.

- Wow....- Comment Webby, amazed.

- So, what we have to do now?- Asked him Louie.

- Obvious. Let's find the other two artefacts.-

- Yes!! Another adventure!- Said Shamrock.

- It won't be easy Shamrock and we don't have hurry.- Said Scrooge  - You all have school. Let's wait until next holidays ok?-

- Half February...one whole month...- Shamrock was sad.

- The Beagle Boys are searching for the clock now...- Remembered Dugan to Scrooge.

Scrooge put the clock in a drawer and lock it. No place was safer than the Money Bin.

After a few cups of coffee and a story of Scrooge about his youth and how hard was he working for earning a few cents, it came 7pm and dark outside so Donald gave a ride home to Dugan and Shamrock.

- Still no answers from Max, I will check how he is.- Said Shamrock when Donald's car stop in front of his home.

Shamrock crossed the street and ringed at Max's door. Goofy opened it, dressed and ready for go back to work, again.

- Hey Shamrock! Max is upstairs I think is easier if you go...for him is..gosh. Hard to come downstairs.-

- What happened?- 

Goofy closed the door behind Shamrock and explained him about a fight between Max and three bad bullies. Max left school earlier that day because of the pain. Shamrock ran upstairs and knocked at Max's room. Unexpectedly, a girl opened it, smiling. She whispered:

- Max is sleeping. By the way, I'm Roxanne.-

Shamrock saw Max behind her, laid in bed, lightly snoring.

- I'm Shamrock I live here across the street.-

Roxanne said that Max was her hero. If it wasn't for him, she doesn't want to think what it could happen to her.

- The Beagle Brats! I hate them they fight with my cousins too!- Shamrock became angry. 

- Hey, don't be angry...it's fine.- Max was awake, he sit while complaining about his cracked rib. Roxanne gave him a bottle of water. Max's room was smaller than Shamrock's one but full of stuff. Posters of famous singers on the wall, a mountain of clothes on the chair behind a desk with a pile of books on it and a TV with a consolle e many videogames on the bed and on the floor.

- I have to go, my father is a bit worried...see you tomorrow Max and nice to meet you, Shamrock!- Roxanne left the room fast, they heard her greeting Goofy downstairs.

- Tell me, are you two engaged then?- Asked Shamrock ironically.

- Geez, Shamrock you go directly to the point! Is not a conversation for a kid. Anyway we are just friends.- Max tried not to laugh or his rib will hurt like hell.

- Ok. I just wanted to check if you were ok...-

- I'm fine. They were torturing the poor Roxanne, she was alone and...luckily I was there at the right moment. I think I can come back to school in a few days.-

Max apologised but he left his phone in the kitchen and he totally forgot about it.

- We will take our revenge.- Said Shamrock, before leaving Max's room.

Shamrock was going down the stairs when he heard Goofy talking at the phone in the kitchen. He sounded sorry, and sad. He was begging the other person for something.

- I..will pay, I promise. Gosh, it's a lot...- Goofy said. Shamrock stopped for listen to the conversation.

- Ok, I understand. Yuk, yes. Now I cannot j don't have money but next month I'll get my salary and...yes, gosh, promised...-

Goofy put down the phone sighing. Shamrock knocked at the kitchen's wall for get his attention. Goofy suddenly smile, glad to hear that Max was feeling better and that he already made good friends.

- I have to go, Goofy. Thanks to be Max's father!- 

Shamrock hugged him and left. Goofy didn't understand the meaning of his words but he felt a bit better too.

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A noise woke up Gladstone when it was still dark outside. Was it an alarm? He was still in dream-world so he couldn't immediately realise that it was the ringtone of his phone, in the middle of the night. Gladstone couldn't find the phone so it stopped to ring for a while before starting again. He forgot that he left it in the pocket of the jacket.

- What's happening?-

Shamrock appeared at Gladstone's room doorway, grabbing his beloved peluche, the eyes still almost closed.

- Here! Who the heck is calling at 3am??- Gladstone finally took his phone. The display was clear: the hotel's manager. It had to be something very important. Gladstone picked up the call and the manager began to explain very fast and not clearly something with the words fire, luckily and kitchen in between.

- Ok, wait I didn't understand what's wrong?- Gladstone interrupted him and sit on the bed. The manager took a deep breath and said:

- Luckily we put just yesterday the smoke detector in the hall, close to the kitchen. Someone forgot the fryer and the oven on last night and this caused just a small fire before the fire-fighters got the alarm and put out the fire.-

- I'm not used to this kind of things...to me everything just go always fine...- Gladstone didn't have idea on what to do. Shamrock was now completely awake and sit next to him, following the conversation.

- Believe me Mr Gander it went as luck wanted. Almost no damages, just a co worker that made a big mistake before to leave.-

- I can come to the hotel...-

- No need Mr Gander don't worry I have everything under control. Sorry if I woke you up but it was an emergency.-

- Who forgot oven and fryer on?-

Gladstone already knew the answer. He just hope that he was wrong. He looked at Shamrock, that was interested as him.

- Goofy, obviously. He had to check everything last night, my fault that i gave him such a responsibility. It's too much in a week he made more mess than everyone else. He had to be fired.-

- No...Goofy...- Shamrock heard everything. 

- Well, actually...- Said Gladstone  - I've hired you because I've clearly said I don't want to be annoyed, I don't want to work or less as possible. You get good money for manage everything for me and what you do? You call me in the middle of the night for tell me this...-

The manager apologised, surprised about Gladstone's reaction.

- So, consider yourself lucky if i don't fire you. And about Goofy, thanks for your opinion but the decision is mine. Good night.-

Gladstone closed the call. The manager began to be a bit arrogant and to take decisions that were not his.

Gladstone was confused. 

- You cannot fire Goofy...- Whispered Shamrock again. He told Gladstone about what he heard at Goofy's house, the conversation between Goofy and someone at the phone. He probably had bills and no money for pay them. He had Max.

- Maybe I can...give another chance to Goofy but it will be the 5 th time...I don't know.- 

Said Gladstone. The night end sleepless for both of them. 

The next morning, while going to school, Dugan surprised Shamrock with a bad news: that night someone tried to get in their house, Fethry had to call 911. They found all their stuff messed up, like the thief was searching something specific. The police couldn't catch them but they were almost sure was one of the Beagle Boys.

All of a sudden, before entering the classroom, Shamrock got a message from Max, asking him about last night and if some thief tried to got into his house too. It didn't happen because luckily Gladstone let Gyro install a new alarm system, very efficient. Max send a vocal message that Shamrock put it on, since the teacher was still not in the class:

- My father got a call late at night, something happened at work I don't know what...and I was alone when I heard someone walking in my garden...oh my gosh it was terrible...someone got in and messed everything up. I locked myself in my room and called the police that came straight away...but they couldn't do much cause the thief left quickly.-

- They are searching the clock, Shamrock.- Said Dugan - And they won't stop until they will get it. We have to say everyone what happened two nights ago...-

- Uncle Scrooge has it. They won't find it.- Said Shamrock.

- IDIOTS!!! STUPID UNUSEFUL IDIOTS!- Ma Beagle kicked all his sons, making the Beagle Brats laughing out loud.

- One of them has the artefact and you couldn't find anything! You even skipped an house because of an alarm system!!- Ma Beagle was furious. Grandpa Beagle comment that he will personally go the same night to the house with the alarm. He had a special tool for make the system have a black out.

- We brought sunglasses, eardops for avoiding the ghosts there...- Said Ma - and then? Three kids stole the treasure in front of us!!-

- Well, two of them are Scrooge's nephews...- Said 176-671, preparing himself for be slapped but, surprisingly, his words made Ma thinking. She said:

- Scrooge...I will visit him soon. But first, Grandpa, good luck for tonight. Then I will finally see my beloved Scrooge.-

It was cold outside and Grandpa Beagle was freezing, waiting that all the lights in Gladstone's house went off. Grandpa knew that he had to be careful trying to steal something to the luckiest duck in the world. It was already 11 pm but there was still a light on in the living room. Nervously, Grandpa got closer to the house. He saw Gladstone sit on an armchair in front of the window, talking with a blond woman sit on the couch, next to a kid. They were laughing and having a good time. Grandpa snort. His tools made already the alarm ko, why the hell do they have to stay up so long? He looked again at the house, it came finally the time to act. He saw the kid greeting the woman with a kiss on the cheek and leaving, followed by Gladstone. Unexpectedly, the woman went out of the house and Grandpa jumped behind a tree in the garden right on time. Still, the lady looked in a suspicious way to his direction and walked away after a bit. Grandpa sighed and with a few expert moves, silently opened the door. Inside was completely dark, but he could see many paints and pictures of clovers. Prices, cups, and a jar full of cash. Grandpa grabbed it fast. He noticed an envelope with a ticket for a luxury cruise for three persons and he grabbed it too. His stupid torch didn't want to work so he had to carefully walk in the dark. He checked in the kitchen, in a closet and everywhere was possible but nothing, no artefacts. Grandpa tried to go on the stairs but he stepped on something that suddenly went on making a childish music. A stupid videogame, Grandpa wasn't able to put it off. Obviously, a light went on in a bedroom upstairs and Grandpa hid behind the couch. Gladstone went downstairs for check and he saw the videogame.

- Shamrock, your videogames are everywhere why was this on the floor?-

Grandpa saw a sleepy kid taking the game.

- I don't know. Now I don't want to sleep anymore I play a bit then I go to bed...-

- If you really want it, but just without the music please.-

Gladstone went back upstairs and Shamrock sit on the armchair. Grandpa hardly kept his discouragement, he was stuck now because if he stood up the kid would  see him. All of a sudden, Grandpa swore, sawing blue and red light reflected on the mirror next to the stairs. Someone called the police? After a moment, a policeman knocked at the door. Shamrock stood up for open the door but Grandpa catched him fast, holding his mouth tight. That kid was using all his energy trying to slip away from him but he was much stronger. Gladstone went again downstairs and looked around before to open the door, surprised to don't see Shamrock. Grandpa turned on the light in the living room, revealing him holding Shamrock in one hand and a gun in the other.

- Don't open the door. Give me the treasure and I won't touch him.-

- Grandpa Beagle! Which treasure?? Don't hurt him, please...!-

Gladstone never felt so unlucky in his life. See the poor Shamrock so helpless was the worst thing he ever saw. But in that moment, a crash coming from outside made grandpa distracted for a second and Gladstone quickly opened to the cops.

Two policemen stared immediately with their guns at Grandpa who finally stopped to hold Shamrock in his hand. One agent put back on the closet the money jar and the envelope, before handcuffed the angry Grandpa.

- Is not an end this, you lucky stupids! I will take what's mine...!!- 

One of the agent ordered him to shut up before pushing him in the policecar. The other cop was busy asking Gladstone if everything was alright. The policeman confirmed that they got a call from the company of the alarm system .

- Yes my friend Gyro installed it. And that old thief thought to cheat the system with his old tool. Come on...- Said Gladstone.

Shamrock never hugged his uncle so tight because he never was so scared for his life. That old Beagle could be able to kill him. But behind the policeman in front of them, Shamrock saw the other cop going to check a car, crashed against a tree on the sidewalk. Shamrock couldn't believe his eyes as he saw Goofy going out of the car. The cop asked something to him but Goofy ignored him. Goofy yelled:

- Why....you have to fire me...-

Gladstone turned, looking at Goofy, astonished. He looked desperate.

- Why..........?????-

Goofy laid down in the middle of the street, the icy asfalt against his back. No power for nothing. No energy for live anymore.

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- Goofy are you ok? Stand up, please. - Gladstone went outside, close to Goofy, trying to let him stand up. One of the cops put his hands on Shamrock's shoulder, telling him that everything was alright, he was safe now. Then, he went to check how Goofy was feeling.

- It's OK, thanks. I think he just need to rest.-

Said Gladstone, hardly getting Goofy sit. Goofy's eyes were empty, sad and looking nowhere. The cop remember Goofy that a tow truck will pick his car up the next morning. After then, he left with the colleague and Grandpa Beagle on the back seat.

- No, leave me alone! I don't need fake friends like you.- Goofy yelled.

Shamrock looked at the scene, he can't move. It was already a shock for him having a gun to his head, than also this. Shamrock saw Max at the window of his room, looking at them too.

- What you will do then? Staying here all night? Come up Goofy you aren't a kid...!- Gladstone tried to pull him up but Goofy put all his effort to remain sit where he was.

- The manager fire me. Tonight. I...I know I'm not good in anything yesterday I broke again a lot of dishes and mistaken a few orders but...all my bills. At least, you could tell me the problems first. Not just...fire me. It's not fair i was considering you a friend.- Goofy sighed. Gladstone expected that. That manager was out of control.

- Believe me, he did it. I didn't know anything about it. I tried to help you and I didn't want to fire you...-

Max ran outside, calling his father.

- No, Max. Leave me alone, all of you.-

Goofy stood up and sit on the sidewalk. It started to rain. Max ran back home, worrying for his father, all wet, crying.

Gladstone closed the door behind him, sighing. In that moment, he thought about his perfect life. He had everything: he owned an awesome hotel without almost working, he had Yvonne who was now almost officially his fiancee and they just planned a fabulous cruise together with Shamrock. Yeah, he had Shamrock too, and he was now standing in the middle of the living room, looking at him with a mix of sadness and shock.

- I can maybe help him...- Said Shamrock putting his coat on.

- Shamrock, he won't listen, it's raining...- Gladstone stopped to talk when he saw through the window Shamrock, giving his small umbrella to Goofy. As first Goofy refuse it but then he took it, smiling back to Shamrock. Gladstone smiled too, sawing it and Shamrock ran back inside. Gladstone thought that every relationship with work of career in between were hard to be kept. As it was between him and Yvonne. As first now, he must immediately fire the manager and he thought that only one person could replace him straight away: Donald. And then, try to have Goofy back in his staff with a different position. Gladstone looked at all his clovers paints and all the real clovers too. The big money jar full of cash that he and Shamrock found just last week. Where was his luck now? But then, a particular jumped into his mind:

- Why was Grandpa searching a treasure here? What he meant?-

He was more talking to himself but he heard Shamrock answering:

- Well, I...have to confess something...- Shamrock thought about Dugan's words of the last morning and now it was time to do it: confess their adventure about three nights ago and he did it, making Gladstone angry.

- What popped into your mind, Shamrock sometimes I think you don't know what danger means!-

- I want to make uncle Scrooge proud of me...and my luck helped me...-

- So you put also Dugan and Max into this, that's...unbelievable!-

Gladstone couldn't find any other word. His nephew was out of control.

- Uncle Scrooge has the treasure. In his desk and...there are three more.- Said Shamrock looking at the floor. 

Gladstone sit on the armchair, overwhelmed. But he already had a plan in his mind for get what he wanted. He knew well Donald and Scrooge. He will kill two birds with one stone. Maybe even three, considering Goofy too.

- What...what can I do?- Shamrock's voice interrupted his thoughts.

- You nothing, sure, for a long time. We will just go to the Money Bin tomorrow...- Gladstone looked at his watch it was 3 am  - Well, in a few hours.-

It was Saturday and Shamrock didn't have school that day so he went with Gladstone at the Money Bin. Gladstone preferred to don't leave Shamrock alone anymore for a bit. While getting on the nice sport car, Shamrock noticed Goofy still on the sidewalk, not moving, the cute kid umbrella still open, even if the sun was shining. Max was pulling him hard but Goofy refused to move. Max had still pain and he sit next to his father for rest. Max greeted them but Goofy was still too angry.

As they entered to the Money Bin, Gladstone ironically greeted Donald commenting about the nice weather and he was missing it, cleaning all those coins. Gladstone loved making Donald furious.

- Well, I'm honoured to have the luckiest ducks both at my office.- Scrooge was surprised to see them on a Saturday. Gladstone and Shamrock took a sit in front of his desk.

- I'm here for proposing you a deal...-

- Again? NO.- Scrooge rolled his eyes, thinking at what he did not long ago but actually without Gladstone he would have risk his whole heritage, everything. 

- Uncle Scrooge we will help you to search the other treasures.- Said Shamrock. Scrooge understood that also Gladstone knew everything about fate's gifts. Scrooge took the clock out from the drawer.

- I'm trying to get them since I'm young.- 

- I know, Shamrock told me everything, we talk all night about this. But... we will help you only if...-

Scrooge realised that having the luckiest ducks in the world at his side would help him a lot. He showed them the map. There was one gift in Duckburg, the clock, than one in North Europe and another one in Africa.

- ...only if I can have Donald. I want to hire him at my hotel.- Said Gladstone. Donald heard it and almost fainted.

- What??- Scrooge couldn't believe it. Albert helped Donald to stand up and Donald yelled:

- No! I can be Scrooge's slave but not yours! Never.-

- Whatever you are getting now, I'll pay you double. You will be my manager not a slave.- Gladstone crossed his arms, staring at Donald. Shamrock giggled, looking at the situation.

- And who the hell will clean my money???- Yelled Scrooge.

- Well...- Donald scratched his head. - For a double payment I could...try...-

- You have always been my favourite cousin, Donald. Deal! And I'm not scared about your bad luck. The hotel is mine so it will be well balanced.- Gladstone was sincerely happy, starting to explain Donald his job.

Shamrock looked at the map and ask:

- When will we go to Europe....?-

- Not now, Shamrock...- Scrooge stood up and reach Donald, trying to convince him to refuse Gladstone's proposal.

- I can ask to my neighbour to help you, Scrooge don't worry.- Said Gladstone  - I will try to talk him today and offering him this job and to clean my hotel too. He needs money.-

Scrooge sighed. Losing Donald was for him something hard to accept. Donald was that kind of person that everyone needed and Donald was always ready to help. Scrooge was proud of his nephew but he will never admit it. But, as Gladstone said, his neighbour needs money. This meant that he could pay him even less than what he was paying to Donald now. At the end, a good deal for the three of them, Scrooge had to admit it.

- This is close to where Yvonne come from!- Shamrock came closer to them, showing them the map.

- Well, I'll say to Launchpad to prepare the plane over a month...three weeks actually. The next school holidays,  because i will never leave my little lucky nephew here.- Said Scrooge making Shamrock jump for joy. An adventure soon, a cruise for the summer and maybe another adventure in between. It was one of the best days of his life.

- Yes, until then no videogames or going out with Max or your cousins after what you did that night. Risking your life, and put Dugan and Max in danger too.-

- Come on, he did it for a purpose- Scrooge said, defending Shamrock  - He was so lucky to find something that I wasn't able to. And brave, he showed it to us. I'll never go on adventure without him anymore.- 

Scrooge put his arm on Shamrock's shoulder. Gladstone knew he was right. Since Shamrock came into his life, it suddenly turned from a boring and gray habitude to a coloured and busy life. How could he be more lucky than this?

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Max was eating a bowl of milk with cereals after he finally convinced his father to get inside. Max hated when he acted so stubbornly. 

- Let me think, Max. I'm still angry I cannot stay without a job now.- Said Goofy, refusing to eat and sitting on the couch. Goofy was scared if he thought about Monday. His bank account was under zero since months and soon the bank will call him again before starting a foreclose on his furniture. No, it mustn't happen, not now, not with Max. Goofy put so much effort to buy that beautiful house, sure to have a fresh new start after his wife's death. Max went through enough bad things for his young age and Goofy won't let it down again. Goofy stood up, grabbed his phone and scrolled through the websites,  searching another job. 

- Dad, what are you doing? Can you talk to me please?- Asked Max, putting the empty bowl in the dishwasher.

- I won't give up, Max. I'll find another job, I don't need anything else.-

- Because I...oh, that's fine I'll manage.- Max hold his chest, sometimes the pain was intolerable but still much less than a few days ago. 

- Oh no, wait! I'm here for help you!- Goofy closed his phone, smiling at Max that was slowly going upstairs. Max sighed, he knew that he will regret it soon but...he had an appointment with Roxanne in the afternoon, actually his first date with a girl and he didn't have idea how to dress up, to act, to comb his hair, where to bring her...anything. 

- OK, ehm...I will meet Roxanne this afternoon and...-

- Stop! You said enough. Ah yuk, prepare yourself to a transformation Max! Ah yuk!!!- Goofy got all his enthusiasm back and ran upstairs to his bedroom, digging in his closet. Max followed him sighing, preparing himself to a disaster.

- AH YUK, here!! That was my first suit and tie...i wore it at my first appointment with your mother...yuk, so many memories!!- Goofy gave to Max an old brown coloured suit with a ridiculous tie with many small bulldogs on it.

- Of course, yuk, the trousers!- Goofy threw to Max a huge pair of trousers, old and too long for him.

- Roxanne will go crazy for you!- Goofy went to search something in the bathroom too.

Max looked at the clothes, disgusted. He will never wear those old and dusty things.

- Ah yuk, my gel will perfectly fix your hair!- Goofy put too much gel on Max's hair making it straight up on his head, impossible to comb.

- Dad, ok, fine thanks I...will try it on, ok?- Max escaped into his room, closing the door.

- Ah yuk, scream if you need help! I can sew the trousers, they have an hole on the right leg....-

Max checked, it was true. The hole was huge, no way to sew it. Max threw that horrible stuff on his bed and took the phone for make a call. There was no other solution...

- Hi Shamrock, I.....I know. Don't worry. I just...need an help...-

Max explained him the situation. Shamrock was happy to say that his uncle will for sure help him. Max was relieved, he could go to their house just a bit before the appointment. He will have to wear the horrible clothes of his father for go out, just for make him happy.

Max had to meet Roxanne at 3pm at the shopping mall so he greeted his father at 1.30 pm. Goofy was proud to see his son becoming a young adult. His old clothes, as his opinion, suit him perfectly. Max hate them. Too big, long, a spot on the jacket's sleeve that didn't go away even without scrubbing it with soap, bleech or any other product, the ridiculous tie and the huge broken pants....Max ran to ring at Gladstone's house.

Shamrock opened and he couldn't keep his amusement.

- Please, stop. I'm desperate and this...stupid jacket make me scratch everywhere!!- Max went in, throwing the jacket on the floor. His hair didn't want to go down, it was still straight on his head.

- Well, Roxanne could be maybe happy to go out with a clown.- Shamrock was still laughing, making Max angrier. Gladstone said, as we saw Max:

- I have something that could be perfect for you...let's check.-

Gladstone had many clothes completely new, he won them in different stores, as he was the first guest, or the first one that was wearing something particular. Gladstone brought a box downstairs, full of clothes and some with still the price tag on. Max chose immediately a light blue blouse and a modern pair of jeans with a black belt.

- For the hair, use this, it makes miracle.- Gladstone gave him a bottle full of a particular fluid with a smooth smell.

- Take a few bottles, I won a full box some days ago.-

Max looked at himself at the mirror, he looked cool even more mature. The blouse out of the nice trousers, the hair finally well combed, new expensive sneakers. It wasn't so cold outside so a black leather jacket was enough. Gladstone told him to put a bit of cologne too, not too much. Max deeply smell the smooth scent of it. Roxanne won't resist him.

- And...oh gosh, where can i bring Roxanne? And what i have to do? I mean...- Max blushed, he looked a lot his father when he was ashamed.

- Here. It's the place where I've been with Yvonne a few nights ago. It's closed to the shopping mall...- Gladstone gave Max a paper with an address written on. 

- And, you know, girls will always deny it but they love attentions.- Continued Gladstone  - Offer her something to drink, buy her flowers, a little present, these kind of things.-

Max nodded, taking a deep breath. He will make it. Shamrock listened with attention. He was still too young for an appointment but is never too early for learn.

- Perfect. Just one thing...- Gladstone gave him Ray Beng sunglasses. A perfect touch. Max couldn't stop to say thanks, he put the old clothes of Goofy in his backpack, he was just on time for his date but Shamrock said:

- Wait! You will need...- he put a four leaf clover in the pocket of Max's jacket  -... a bit of luck too.-

Max smiled to him, going quickly out. Roxanne must not wait for him.

- And then, Goofy...let's figure out how to fix his problems.- Said Gladstone. He had to talk with him, now the manager was Donald and Goofy could be back at work, not as waiter but for cleaning or in the kitchen. Scrooge needed someone to clean his money too.

- He can come with us to the adventure too!- Proposed Shamrock, while going out. About that, Scrooge told them that this time he had to seriously think well about who had to go with him. They didn't understand what he mean. 

- Better ask Scrooge. Maybe yes. Anyway, we will go for sure, Scrooge won't leave without us.- Said Gladstone.

They ringed at Goofy's doorbell and he opened with a frown face.

- Can we come in? We have many things to talk about.- Said Gladstone. Goofy snort, letting them in. It will be a very long afternoon.

In the meantime, for Max it was a great day. Roxanne had a good time too, they talked a lot, hanging around at the shopping centre, had a drink in the fancy place suggested by Gladstone and Max surprised Roxanne buying her a nice small necklace. It was 6 pm when Roxanne had to leave or her father will be worried. Roxanne smiled, touching the four leaf clover in Max's pocket.

- He's so apprehensive. He'scoming to pick me up.- Said her giggling. The silvery star shaped necklace looked amazing on her.

- I had a good time today, Max.- Said her with a big smile. Max swallowed, his heartbeat going faster and faster.

- See you tomorrow Maxy.- Roxanne kissed him on a cheek and walked away. 

"Tomorrow?" Max was as first left without words but then happiness came and he literally jumped and ran on the way home. He was so excited that he forgot his backpack on a bench at the shopping mall.

Max whistled and made even a small and funny dance before opening the door. He heard his father talking and he recognised Gladstone's voice. Their tones seemed relaxed, finally.

- Max look what your father made!- Shamrock ran to greet him and brought him to the kitchen.  Goofy took out from the oven a huge chocolate cake. A bit ugly bit the smell was delicious.

- Ah yuk Max, how it was with Roxanne? And listen! We will possibly go on a trip in a month and now i have two new jobs and...- Goofy stopped, looking at him. Gladstone looked embarrassed too. Max realised it later: his clothes. He completely forgot about it.

- You...look different now...yuk, where is my suit and tie? And the trousers...where did you get those?- Asked Goofy, putting the cake on the table. Max looked around, nervous, searching his backpack before realising with horror that he hadn't his backpack with him. Where the heck does he left it?

- You bought them at the shopping mall huh, Max?- Shamrock looked at him, trying to help him.

- Well, ehm...i ...- Max was shivering. He knew how much his father cared about that clothes. Max sighed, sitting at the table.

- I lost them.- He said.

- We can't effort to buy these!- Goofy grabbed the expensive Ray Beng from Max's head.

- They are mine I...borrow them to him. So Max could feel better wit his date.- Said Gladstone. Goofy nodded. Max started to talk a lot, saying he will go back to search for the clothes but Goofy didn't listen to him. He just sighed. Goofy kept his delusion for himself realising that Max was growing up very fast. In that fancy clothes, Max looked older, almost an adult. He said:

- No, Max don't search them. It's the past. And it's gone.- Goofy smiled, making Max surprised. Goofy said to his son that the clothes were perfect on him. Max agreed, saying that his date with Roxanne went greatly and tomorrow he will see her again.

- I'm proud of you, Max. I'm here now, with you and it's all I want.- Added Goofy. Then he turned to Gladstone:

- So, let's talk about the trip with your uncle....Scrooge? Oh ah yuk I will finally meet him. And he will be my second boss too!-

Goofy took a sit, and Gladstone, unprepared, explained him a bit what Scrooge wanted.

- And the cake?- Asked Shamrock.

- Oh sorry, how stupid I am ah yuk!!- Goofy cut four slices of it. They stay up until late, eating then playing many different games but there was no chance. Gladstone and Shamrock won all the time. Goofy and Max were happy about the possibility to join them for the trip but Gladstone didn't mention anything about the night where Shamrock stole one of fate's gifts. He just hope that Scrooge will let them come. The coming days will be crucial.

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Donald could finally sit that evening after a busy Saturday night. It was already 11 pm and there were still guests sit at a few tables at Gladstone's hotel. Donald took a sip of coke, sitting in the back of the kitchen.

"Not a slave, huh? My stupid cousin and his ideas." 

A waiter interrupted his thoughts, asking him if he could go home.

- No, you can't! Your shift is not ended, go back to work!!- 

The temperament of Donald was a good solution with a few lazy co workers.

- Ah yuk what a lazy guy, Donald! Yuk, I'm almost done here the kitchen can close.- Said Goofy and Donald nodded. Donald was glad to have his old friend as a cook and he was pretty good. Goofy was happy to clean Scrooge's money too, now he was slowly paying all his bills and the mortgage. Donald's work was a plenty of responsibilities and stress but he got paid much better than working at the Money Bin and he had satisfactions too. Many guests compliment with him about the good service and his unstoppable work. 

- Sorry, is Gladstone here?- 

A female voice made Donald turn. A young short girl, skinny, with long, blond and straight hair, was looking at him with her round shaped green eyes.

- What are you doing here? It's not allowed for guests to stay here, go outside please. Goofy, why did you let her come in?-

Donald put down his coke and brought the girl out of the kitchen.

- Ah yuk, she told me she is a friend of the boss.-

" What a sassy girl." Thought him.

- I'm sorry but I'm searching Mr Gander...I have to talk to him about a...journey?-

Donald had never seen her in his life. But how does she know about the trip? Her English wasn't so perfect and she had a foreigner accent.

- Gladstone is not here now. I can call him and say to him to come tomorrow but...what do you exactly need?-

- I'm a friend of Yvonne and...I will take her place at the trip. Didn't you know that?-

- No I'm just the manager here but the trip will be in a few days...-

- I know. That's why I want to meet everyone first. Nice to meet you, I'm Jessica.-

- Donald. Well...welcome!- Donald and Jessica shaked their hands.

FLASHBACK 

- Come on, can't you move it for a while? It's so important for me and...we kept a seat for you...we will go next week...-

Gladstone was at the phone with Yvonne for almost halfhour that Sunday morning. Yvonne called him for say him that she won't be able to join them for the trip with Scrooge. Because she just got a very important client with a complicated situation and she had to support him and she just can't move for the coming weeks. Gladstone had to beg Scrooge for let him keep a seat for her and now, she was declining. A lot of effort for nothing. Gladstone was happy to go with her because it could be also nice to spend time together.

- Ah of course, your ego always comes first Gladstone I know. Because you kept a seat for me, I have to come? No way, I'm sorry but my career is at a crucial point now...- Yvonne got mad.

- I bet that you won't come at the cruise either, say it!- Gladstone provoque her.

He just noticed Shamrock, sit on the couch, with a worried face.

- Don't fight please...- Whispered him. His bad memories about his parents came back to his mind and he was near to cry.

- I don't know. You just won the cruise, another prize for your luck, Gladstone.- Said Yvonne  -I'm sorry but I don't have an easy life full of comfort like yours. You just got everything you want without doing anything. Me not, I have an important career...-

- OK, do whatever you want.- Gladstone put the phone down. Another person who judged him because of his luck, Gladstone was done about it. Noone really understood what that means for him, his heart was bleeding again now. He was lucky but this didn't mean that he didn't has feelings.

- Don't worry Shamrock. Max and Goofy will come, Webby and Scrooge too. We won't miss her.-

Shamrock smiled, holding his peluche, sighing. Just a school week then the trip to North Europe.

- Roxanne didn't fight with Max because of this.- Said Shamrock. 

Then, a bip from Gladstone's phone. A message from Yvonne.

" A dear friend of mine would be happy to join, she will come tomorrow for visit me. See? The seat will be taken, your problems got solved by themselves."

Gladstone ignored her sarcastic last sentence. He just planned to meet her friend a few days before to leave.

The same day, Ma Beagle was walking up and down through the small living room. After knowing the arrest of Grandpa she decided to take the plan under control. Getting so close to Gladstone's house was a big risk, she knew it. The Beagle Brats were another time kicked out from school and her sons were waiting for her for a decision. She had to get all the three fate's gifts because she knew the power of them. But they have to get all the three of them. With all the fate's gifts in her hands, stealing all Scrooge's money would become easy as drink a glass of water. Not having Grandpa at her side was a big problem but she wasn't much worried about it. She was worried about Scrooge. He was planned a journey too. That's why, that day, she finally took her decision. It was time to leave, destination Lisse, Holland.

FLASH FORWARD

Time to leave, the big day came and Shamrock can't contain his excitement. That Saturday, at 6 am he was already awake, checking his luggages and waiting for 8 am. Webby was excited like him and she was awake too, so they send a few messages to eachother. Webby was curious to meet the "failed influencer ". That's how she named Jessica. Shamrock saw her one time and he found her very funny. A young energic girl, very simple and a bit dreamy. The day before they had a coffee at a Cafe with her and his uncle. She loved America and she visited Yvonne often for discover America too. Her ideas was clear: becoming an influencer wasn't succeed so she will open a restaurant with her boyfriend. She was from Holland too so she was glad to help them during the trip, that's why Scrooge accepted her.

At 8 am, outside the Money Bin, Launchpad was proudly cleaning his plane, ready to go. Goofy arrived as last with Max, he put his suitcases on the floor and said:

- Ah yuk, Max! Wait! Let me take a son and dad selfie....- Max rolled his eyes, complaining that they were late but Goofy took fast a few pictures. 

Gladstone send Donald the last tips and instructions about the hotel. Donald will survive it, sure, he was doing his job perfectly.

- Welcome on board, be ready for a crash, maybe yes maybe not.- Launchpad greeted Goofy.

- Ah yuk, let's go!!- 

- Launchpad can I sit next to you??- Begged him Shamrock. 

- No need to ask it, Shamrock.- Launchpad took him and put him directly on the seat next to him.

-LAUNCHPAD WAIT!!!!!- A girly voice was loudly screaming. Shamrock couldn't believe his eyes as he saw her.

- I will never leave you down here, sweetie! Here you are!- Launchpad helped the little girl get on the plane. Her freckles, dark hair in braids, the squeeky voice...Shamrock remembered everything about her.

- Vanessa what are you doing here?- Asked him. Nobody expected that he could know her.

- Hi Shamrock! Sometimes I join my uncle Launchpad. I missed you!!- Vanessa went closer to him but Shamrock pushed her away, reminding her that the front one was his seat. Scrooge greeted her, offering her his seat, just behind Shamrock. Launchpad and Vanessa started a conversation about her mother named Loopie McQuack and Shamrock said that he knew them from before, he even went a few times with then at the seaside and he had dinner at their home too but he would never expected that they were related to Launchpad.

- That is one of fate's jokes. But now we must catch the gifts, keep focused on it!- Said Launchpad, giving an high five to Vanessa.

- Ah yuk, your nephew will have a fiancee too soon.- Whispered Goofy to Gladstone, laughing.

- Lisse has huge tulips fields!! Sad is too early now for see the flowers but oh my, it's awesome!!!- Webby showed everyone the pictures on her phone.

- Sgrunt! Pay a bunch of dollars for see three stupid flowers, tsk.- Scrooge had a different opinion  - let's focus on the mission and get back home as soon as possible. Launchpad, we are ready.-

Scrooge chose with accuracy who could join this time. The team was perfect for get all the three fate's gifts: Gladstone and Shamrock for the luck, Goofy, Max and Webby for the energy and himself for the time. Jessica could be a good help too, she knew the language and the place over there. Scrooge was sad because Donald had to stay in Duckburg for work at the hotel and Donald could be a perfect member of the team too. Luckily Goofy will replace him.

Launchpad nodded at Scrooge's order, setting the plane ready for the flight.

- Yuk, where is your fiancee?- Asked Goofy, taking a sit next to Gladstone.

- She can't come. Work. If I can still consider her my fiancee, well...I don't know.- Gladstone sighed.

- Oh gosh I'm sorry...-

Goofy looked at Max, busy typing message and cute smiles with Roxanne. At the moment, his son was the only one with a stable relationship.

- We are all waiting for you, madam.- Said Gladstone. Jessica nodded, updating her instagram account with a selfie and a story, maybe such a trip could catch a few followers more.

- Wait! OK, let's go.- Jessica threw her black trolley on the plane and took her seat right before the take off. 

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Yvonne stared at her pc with thoughts running into her mind. She was really sad about missing her trip with Gladstone but she was too proud for admit it. She had true feelings for him and for Shamrock too, she was close to consider him her kid. Jessica promised her to tell her everything about the adventure. Yvonne met Jessica at school and actually they hate eachother at the begin. Jessica was popular, changing boyfriends almost every month and constantly obsessed on herself, on her objectives. She wanted to be a writer, than an influencer, promoting products and clothes. Sadly, Jessica needed to work for pay her mortgage with her fiance and her work at the restaurant took most of her time and she cannot update her instagram account so often anymore. Her career as influencer was very passionate but short.

Yvonne was a completely different girl, focused on the study and on college. Their friendship began at gym, where Jessica was going almost everyday and they noticed to have more things in common than expected. Now, even with the huge distance in between, they keep in touch and see eachother but mostly Jessica prefer to go to America because she loves the country and she wants to escape from the gloomy Netherlands from time to time.

Yvonne closed the curtains and sit back on her pink armchair, in her cold apartment. It was almost midnight but she was still busy with an hard case. Yvonne typed a paragraph on her phone, saying sorry to Gladstone for being rude, for judge his life but then she deleted it. Ok, he was lucky he can live without working one day of his life but this wasn't the meaning to treat him like that. Yvonne took a sip of wine and sighed, ignoring the incoming call from her mother. She still didn't understand that they were living in different time zones. Yvonne thought about her busy life, seriously considering to have a break from work. She didn't have holidays from years straight. With her overwhelmed mind, Yvonne fell asleep with sorrow, the empty wine glass still in her hand.

After a long trip, finally Launchpad landed right in the middle of a huge tulips field. No crash, of course, with Gladstone and Shamrock on the plane nothing could go wrong.

- The artefact has to be somewhere here!- Said Webby, the first one who jumped down from the plane.

- Exactly and i think we have to search again in an house, Webby. - Said Scrooge.

- I'm not going to sleep in a tent so i booked an hotel not far from here for me and Shamrock.- Said Gladstone while stepping out the plane.

- Well, you wasted again your money. We aren't here for sleep. My plan is to find the treasures and to go back ASAP to Duckburg. We meet eachother at the tulip fields in an hour.- Scrooge put his backpack on and started to walk, followed by Webby.

- Ah yuk, Max! Let's go!- Goofy and Max hardly walk through the grass. It rained a lot and the grass was tall and everywhere. The tulips fields were visible from their position, coloured and beautiful.

- Well, I don't like tent either.- Said Jessica going closer to Gladstone  - I will check and hope they have a free room for me.-

Jessica, Gladstone and Shamrock start walking, the hotel was in the middle of nowhere, a country bed and breakfast with a typical Dutch kitchen.

After halfhour walking they reached the hotel, a big and cute country home, with a farm like the grandma Duck's one and a small Cafe.

There were no other free rooms but they could add a bed in Gladstone's room. Jessica accepted, everything was better than a tent cold and full of bugs.

- How is Yvonne doing?- Asked Gladstone when they entered in their room. Small but with all the comforts, just a bit vintage.

- She is busy, she needs holidays and relax. She is not mad with you but...ah, I don't know what pops into her mind. After the car crash...- Jessica sighed, putting her backpack on the bed. She made a picture of the room, tag the hotel and made a selfie too. She put everything on Duckgram, hoping to get a bit of fame.

- I know. I will call her tonight.-

- Can I go to see the farm? I'll do it fast!- Asked Shamrock.

- Yes but really fast I don't want to drive Scrooge angry he hates to wait.- Said Gladstone.

Shamrock ran out of the room. Jessica checked her watch and said:

- We have to wait until they bring my bed. Or you can just go. I'm scared to imagine an angry Scrooge.-

- Not much different than the usual one.- Said Gladstone, making Jessica giggle.

Shamrock walked through the corridor and opened the door that had to bring him back to the small lobby and reception but he saw just another corridor, same as the one he just walked through. A bit surprised, Shamrock walked again till another door, but it happened the same thing. A corridor, again. And again, for four time straight. Corridors that lead to other corridors, in a non ending loop. Shamrock started to panic. He ran up and down many times but the doors always opened to the same brown carpets of the same corridors. Same pictures on the walls, same room numbers. No way to get out of there.

- Uncle Gladstone!!!- Yelled Shamrock. No answers. He was lost, in a weird time and space loop.

Shamrock knocked to all the doors, until he reached the Number 3, his room and it was open. But, as he opened it, Shamrock saw with horror that he was standing again in the corridor.

- Uncle Gladstone!!! Jessica!!! Where are you???-

- Help me!!!!! Where am I???- A desperate Shamrock ran like a crazy through billions corridors. He was stuck. Alone.

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Scrooge was walking very fast, Webby was almost running for be next to him. Launchpad took Vanessa on his shoulder for show her the huge flowers fields and she gazed at them, amazed.

- Ephemeral things. We have to move.- Said Scrooge. He was worried because he had the feeling to be followed. And normally, his instinct was never wrong.

- Come on, Max! We are the last ones!- With his long legs, Goofy could walk much faster than his son.

- Dad, wait!- Panted Max. A long leaf of grass slapped straight in his eyes and he painfully put it away. Her father was gone.

- Dad!! Why such a hurry??!!- Max was nervous, sometimes his dad drove him crazy. Max ran for about five minutes, calling his dad, without answers. The tulip field looked much bigger than expected. And the tulips themselves were looking so big, and bigger. Max closed his eyes. He didn't sleep well that night, maybe he was having a kind of allucination. 

- Dad!-

Max jumped through the grass, no one answered his calls.

- Dad! Mr Scrooge! Launchpad!!! Webby, Vanessa!!!Where are you all???-

Max turned around and around. Only grass and tulips, a non ending huge field.

" Oh my, what the hell is this...I'm afraid that the artefact is closer than what we thought."

Max's thoughts were running fast. He started to run too, until he stepped on something a bit sharp. A blue coloured piece of glass. Max looked through it, nothing.

- Come on, I know it has a reason...- Max looked at the blue world once again. Nothing, an no one close to him. Max got nervous and the glass suddenly turn into black.

"What the hell...?"

Max took a deep breath and tried to think positive. Memories of his mum ran into his mind, together with funny moments with his dad. The glass became pink and he looked through it. A road, in the middle of the field. Max was able to see it only through the glass, in the reality that road didn't exists. 

- Let's go.- Max took the small road, a bit afraid.

- Why he never listen? Scrooge will be mad!- Gladstone left the room with Jessica, looking for Shamrock. An housekeeper just brought the extra bed, so they could finally leave.

Gladstone and Jessica went out, at the farm, but there was no trace of Shamrock.

- Excuse me, have you seen a kid with blond hair, a black t shirt, going out to the farm?- Asked Jessica in her mother tongue to the receptionist.

- Nee mevrouw, ik zag niemand.- The receptionist said. Jessica looked around. She saw Gladstone walking outside, calling Shamrock. Then, her instinct came up with a suspect. The treasure, or something among to it has to be closer than expected. She ran out.

- Gladstone! I'm afraid Shamrock found the artefact...or, something closer to it!-

Gladstone looked at her, shocked. Than, a revelation. Luck chose him. But he wasn't ready for it. No, Shamrock didn't believe enough in his luck. But Gladstone did.

- If you're right, we have to try to contact him.- Said Gladstone.

Jessica started to think, looking around. That place was not just an hotel, it possible hid a secret. 

- Let's leave messages on the walls. Hopefully he didn't leave the hotel.-

Gladstone followed Jessica back in the corridor with all the room doors.

- Wait! Did we leave our room open?- Asked Gladstone. The door of room 3 was open but Jessica was sure that she closed it.

- Shamrock!!- Gladstone called him again, running in the room. It was empty. Jessica grabbed her red lipstick and wrote a message on the mirror in front of the bed:

"Shamrock, don't worry. If you are here, somehow, let us understand it. Open the door."

Jessica sighed. Gladstone put his hand on her shoulder, proud of her idea. She was much more instinctive and smart than Yvonne. Jessica was like an ocean, with big waves of energy mixed with small ones of peace. Yvonne was like a volcano. Dangerous, unpredictable and beautiful. Gladstone was very attracted to the ocean, in the last moments. Especially with Jessica at his side in such a dramatic moment. A noise interrupted his thoughts. The door slowly got open by itself. Jessica's heart got a jump in her chest.

- Shamrock...- Said Gladstone  - We are here, don't worry. You will get out from there.-

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After listening at Shamrock's story, Jessica realised that she had much more in common with that kid as she expected. Gladstone tried to be short, but Jessica pretended to know more, and more. Maybe she knew how to bring him back. She perfectly knew his feelings because she felt the same, years ago. Shamrock was lost now because he didn't believe enough in himself and in his strength. Him and only him had to find a way out but Jessica could give him the help he needed. Gladstone sit next to her, on the bed in the middle of the room, looking at the door that just opened itself just a few moments earlier. 
- Shamrock is it you? Please, I hope you hear us, just...give us a sign if you are here.- Said Gladstone.
Nothing happened for a while, but suddenly the room door slammed. They heard then many other doors being slammed, in a confused circle.
- What the hell he is trapped.- Jessica stood up for write again on the mirror with her lipstick:
"Shamrock convinced yourself you can. You will defeat your fear. You're not alone. Come back to us."
Jessica sighed, fastly cleaning a tear running on her cheek. Gladstone noticed it and hugged her like a little girl.
- I so much want to help him. I see again myself as a kid it's like...- Jessica turned to look at the mirror- looking at myself at the mirror. I've passed through exactly the same things as Shamrock, my parents were having fights everyday, violents. I just spent my teenager years sleeping at friends and changing relationships since I'm 14 hoping to find the right guy for me...it's so horrible...-
Gladstone controlled himself. He still had Yvonne and Jessica had a fiance. It was anyway not the situation now. Jessica touched the mirror. Was it there a parallel world ready to be discovered? Was Shamrock stucked there somehow?

- Shamrock has you.- Continued Jessica- you and your family. I wasn't as lucky as him. He has something to care about, he will find a way out.-

Shamrock can't contain anymore his frustration. He ran through the corridor thousand times, slamming all the doors until he got again into their room but Jessica and his uncle weren't there. But there was something new written on the mirror.
- How can I do that...I'm...not able to do it. Please help me!!!- Cried Shamrock reading the message. After a few seconds Shamrock heard someone whistling. It was just out from the door, a smooth voice singing. Suddenly, the door got open and Shamrock can't believe his eyes.
- Max!!!! What are you doing here???- They hugged eachother.
- I was just asking it to myself. I walk through a path that magically appeared just using those coloured pieces of glass but...nevermind, where are we and...what is this place?-
Shamrock explained it to him. Max showed him the coloured glasses he found.
- I think those represent...the way you choose to go through your life. The strength or the optimism, as you prefer.-
Shamrock looked at the glasses, confused.
- Choose this, Shamrock.- Max smiled, giving to him the pink one. - For the first time in your life.-

Shamrock took the piece of glass, wondering how him and Max weirdly and often met eachother in the most awkward situations. Shamrock looked through the glass, a pink view. 

- Max, is not working. Nothing is changing...-

Shamrock opened the first door, followed by Max. Finally, his room, Gladstone sit on the bed and Jessica standing next to him. Their astonished faces were unforgettable.

- Ah-yuk, Mr Scrooge!!- Goofy panted, running for reach Scrooge and Webby. They were walking so fast through the tulip fields, while the day was getting darker.

- I cannot find my son! Wait a minute, gosh!- 

Scrooge stopped, actually Max wasn't around. Launchpad and Vanessa stared at them, calling Max without getting any answer. Scrooge kept his impatience. Where did the young boy went? Webby proposed to search him, they couldn't anyway go further without him. 

After a few minutes, Scrooge heard the sound of steps getting closer. Goofy and Webby were next to him, but Launchpad not and Scrooge hoped it was him.

- Hi, Scroogie. - A female voice, than Ma Beagle appearing from nowhere, her sons next to her.

- Save time and give me the treasures. All the three of them.- Said Ma.

Goofy put his hands up shivering but Scrooge crossed his arms, saying:

- Only who deserves them, found them. I thought you knew it.-

- Well, Grandpa is in the jail because of it. Give then the one you have. I know you have one. Give me the clock or I will kill him.-

176-761 grabbed Goofy, putting a gun at his head.

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- Uncle Scrooge! Look at this.- Webby gave Scrooge an awesome tulip. It was bigger than the others. The most awkward thing was that it fastly changed its shape as Scrooge took it. It was pinkish with a sweet smell in Webby's hands and it mutated into a grey and cold one in Scrooge's ones.

- Oh, wait...Webby..what's happening?-

Scrooge asked, looking around. The time apparently stopped. In front of him, 176-761 was still putting his gun at Goofy's head but they were completely immobilised. Same was for Launchpad, his worried face with Vanessa on his shoulder. Ma Beagle was immobilised too, her greedy eyes pointed straight to Scrooge.

- It's the treasure. Uncle Scrooge we found it!- Yelled Webby.

Scrooge nodded, it was unpredictable and surprising at the same time. 

- But I think...we need to act, look!- Webby pointed at Ma Beagle's face. She was slowly moving. 

- Weebby, hold the flower!- Scrooge instantly grabbed the gun from 176-761 and ran fast to the elicopter. Luckily he was always ready for all the eveniences. With the help of Webby they caught tight all the Beagles into a huge fishnet, tooking away all their guns. 

- I hope they will be prepared for a turbulent trip.- Said Scrooge, giving an high five to Webby.

- Wait, do you mean is this the second artefact?- Gladstone couldn't believe on what Max and Shamrock told them. It was a multicoloured piece of glass. Gladstone still can't understand how Max got into the hotel. Anyway, he rescued Shamrock and it was already enough.

- We have to go back. Scrooge has to know it.- Jessica walked away, followed by them.

Luckily it wasn't a long walk. But they weren't prepared at what they saw as they met Scrooge. Him and Webby were standing in front of all the Beagles, collected in a fishnet like statues. Goofy, Launchpad and Vanessa completely stuck, moving like in a slow motion.

- We found the second treasure...- Webby and Max said it in the same moment. A flower and a piece of glass.

- What happened to them?- Asked Gladstone.

Scrooge explained it shortly. The flower was controlling the time, and the glass the luck or, more properly, the luck into everyone, the way and the right point of view of the things.

- I think it will take time before Launchpad will be ready to go back.- Said Scrooge.

- Well, let's enjoy the view.- Jessica smiled, looking at the huge tulip field around them.

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Shamrock was back from the trip from a few months already. The Beagles were all in jail now. Scrooge admitted how easy was to collect the artefacts and how strange it was to find all of them so close. Apparently, time, luck and strength were already in all of them. Despite the distance and the age, he became a good friend of Jessica, they had many things in common than expected. School was ended, time for summer holidays. Max, after begging Goofy for months, could finally book a short holiday at the seaside for him and Roxanne. The two of them were one of the cutest couple in the whole school.

- Shamrock, what are you going to do this summer?- Vanessa asked him on their last day of school.

- In a couple of weeks I'll go with my uncle on a cruise it will be just great I can't wait for it.- Shamrock was walking home with Dugan. Vanessa took the last days free just to stay a bit with her uncle Launchpad.

- I see oh great amazing! I'll be at my parent's house. But I'll often be in Duckburg too, uncle Launchpad promised me a few trips on his elicopter. So we will see eachother and I'm happy for it.- 

Vanessa quickly kissed Shamrock on his cheek.

- Vanessa I hate you don't do it anymore!!- Yelled Shamrock, but Vanessa ran away, blowing him one kiss before to jump on her bike.

- Oh my gosh Shamrock you have to see your face right now! She loves you!- Dugan was laughing out loud. 

- Shut up Dugan.- Shamrock cleaned his cheek with the sleeve of his shirt.

Probably wasn't really love what Vanessa was feeling for Shamrock but what Yvonne did, it was. And Gladstone needed to know it. Jessica was once again sincere with her. Gladstone was the right person for her. Yvonne feels it from a long time and she couldn't wait anymore. She called him the same day.

- I thought you were done with me. - Admitted Gladstone as he picked up the call - I mean, after the silence of the previous period...-

- Let me explain. I have to listen to my feelings now, for the first time in my life.- Said Yvonne.

- Me too, after all the weird things happening and the busiest period of my entire existence, I...-

- I love you Gladstone. - Yvonne interrupted him. Her voice was shaking for the emotion.

- I love you too, Yvonne. -