Scrooge McDuck's Money Bin, Duckburg, Darkwing's Earth.

At the money bin, several of Scrooge McDuck's employees were peacefully working when the bin started rumbling!  At the door to McDuck's private office, Mrs. Featherby, McDuck's secretary, felt the motion.  She went into the office, took out an emergency key from McDuck's desk.  Suddenly, Magica DeSpell appeared!  She was about Scrooge's height; she had black hair, a black dress, a pearl necklace, and black high-heel shoes.  She spoke with quite a pronounced Italian accent.

            Magica said, "Give me key to vault!"

            Mrs. Featherby said, "Magica DeSpell!  You are the one causing these vibrations!"

            "I am not!" said Magica.  "-Gasp!-  Then who. . ."

            The Liquidator came in through the water fountain in the office.  "It is I who am causing these strange vibrations," the watery one said.

            "The Liquidator!" said Magica.  "Why do I have to be upstaged?"

            "Are you angry with inferior products?" asked Liquidator.  "Are you fed up with losing all the time?  Do you think you really could do better?  If so, join the Fiendish Organisation of World Larceny, F.O.W.L.!"

            "I do not need to join any fiendish organisation, Mr. Waterhead!  I'm a freelance villain!"

            "Well, if you feel that way and really want to call me 'Waterhead,' prepare to be soaked!"  Liquidator personally flooded Magica DeSpell and Mrs. Featherby out of the office.  As they were washed out, Liquidator shouted, "THINK ABOUT IT, MAGICA DESPELL!!!  F.O.W.L. WILL TAKE ANY EVILDOER'S REQUEST TO JOIN THE FIENDISH ORGANISATION OF WORLD LARCENY!!!"  �AU REVOIR!!!  {AW RUH-VWAHR!!!}  [French]  (FAREWELL!!!)�  Liquidator went to the vault door.  "Hmm.  A simple water drill will open this!"  He burst through the vault door and ended up inside.  After inhaling to get the scent, he said, "Ah!  Fresh money!"  He dove into the money and went all the way down to the very bottom of the vault.

            Liquidator ordered the sewer waters immediately below the floor of the money bin (the money bin stupidly had no basement) to burst completely through the floor.  A huge crack formed.  Because of this crack, the floor could no longer support the weight of the money, so the money all drained into the sewer.  Liquidator then entered the sewer and ordered flood-waters to carry the money back toward Saint Canard.  "Ah!" said Liquidator.  "My mission is almost accomplished!  Soon, I'll be back in Saint Canard, then I'll try to find a way to fit all of this money into the building."  He got out the map to examine it.  "Nothing like a robbery right before dinner!"

            Liquidator returned with the money through several intersections to Saint Canard.  He noticed something in the water and ordered the flood-waters to stop.  He went over to see what it was.  It was Darkwing Duck!  "Well," said Liquidator, "if it isn't Deadmeat Duck!  Ha, ha, ha!  It looks like he's taken a big fall!  That means that Negaduck's hideout is right above me."

            Darkwing groaned and got up.  "One internal, two internal, three internal injuries, four internal, five internal, six internal injuries, seven internal, eight internal, nine internal injuries, ten internal injuries in all," sang Darkwing to 'Ten Little Indians.'  "Fortunately, none of them are severe.  Whoa!  Where am I?"

            Liquidator said, "You mean you fell all the way from Negaduck's hideout one hundred fifty stories high directly through the street into the sewers here and survived without major injuries?  Oh, my gosh!  You must reveal your brand secret!"

            "The Liquidator!" said Darkwing.  "I should have known that you would succeed!"

            "What all you live through, Darkwing, amazes me," said Liquidator.  "But let's get down to brass tacks.  Thou canst not defeat me in thy weakened condition, so prepare to meet thy doom at the hands of the Liquidator!"  Someone tapped Liquidator on the shoulder.  Turning around, Liquidator said, "Yes, who is. . . Magica DeSpell!  How nice to see you here.  Come to submit your application to F.O.W.L.?"

            "No, I haven't!  Give me Scrooge's first dime, or prepare to suck magic, you watery fiend!" said Magica.  Darkwing took his spare Gas Gun out of his cape and aimed it at Magica.

            Aiming his Gas Gun at the vile witch, Darkwing said, "Suck gas, witch!"  He blasted Magica with a magic-stealing gas.

            Magica exclaimed, "Yaah!  My magic!  You drained it!  Oh, I hate do-gooders!  You're almost as bad as that typhoon of a tycoon, Scrooge McDuck!"

            "Oh, dry up," said the Liquidator.  He snapped his fingers.  "Are you annoyed by bothersome little twerps who have potential but refuse to use it?  Then, the Liquidator brand will eliminate them thusly!"  The waters formed a huge wave that washed out Magica.

            "Oh, no!  Not again!  Yaaaaaah. . .!"  She was washed all the way back to Duckburg.

            "Now," said Liquie, "prepare to be soaked, Darkwing Duck!"  Before Liquidator could do anything, Darkwing fired a gas cartridge at him.  This gas cartridge contained a material for creating pudding before it hit Liquidator and turned him into a sticky mess.  "Oh, yuck!  Do not add water!"

            Darkwing Duck came up with beaters on the end of his Gas Gun.  "Prepare to be turned into pudding, you larcenous felon!"  An electric beam blasted through the Gas Gun, destroying it.  "Yike!"

            "That's what you get when dealing with the vile, Darkwing Duck!" said Mega Volt, sparking.

            "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!" cackled Bushroot, growing plants from the sewer floor, using the vile vegetation to tie up Darkwing.  "These plants will put an end to your plant-devouring plans, Deadmeat Dope!  Ha, ha, ha!  My Venus flytraps have been waiting for roast duck!  Ha, ha, ha, ha!"

            Mega Volt said, "How do you like your roast duck?"

            "Fried," answered Quacker Jack.  "Fried to a crackly crunch!"

            "Very well," replied Mega Volt.  "Fried to a crackly crunch it is!  Ha, ha, ha!"