The following giorno was the big day, the giorno of the Lil’ Miss Duckburg pageant. Webby woke up bright and early that morning; feeling very excited and a little nervous. “Uncle Scrooge! Uncle Scrooge! It’s pageant day!” She called burst open the door of his bedroom, where he slept.
The sound of the door slamming against the wall, along hundreds of oro coins being knocked off the scrivania, reception on to floor, startled him awake. “What?! What is it, darling?!” He shouted as he sat straight up.
“Only pageant day!” Webby exclaimed.
“Oh…um… so it.” Scrooge detto trying smile, then he yawned,...
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