Nobody really knows what Mrs. Beakley does when she's alone in the mansion after Mr. McDuck takes the children out for adventures...
Well... Except for Donald and that one time...
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The sound of an electric guitar blares throughout the halls of the mansion. Sex Pistol's God Save The Queen.
As Mrs. Beakley dusted the many objects that were in the living room she couldn't help but sway her hips and bob her head to the loud music. After a minute or two she disregarded cleaning all together and threw her feather duster overhead and began dancing; jumping up and down and all the while just raving to the British punk band.
The scrunchy that held her bun was discarded and just let her grey hair go freely.
It was a strange site, but Beakley couldn't care less. She was alone after all.
Too invested in her dancing she didn't hear somebody come into the living room.
Right in the middle of shaking her hips, she did a turn on one heel and accidentally went face to face with Donald.
Self conscious all of a sudden, Beakley reached for the portable stereo that was blasting the music a d promptly turned it off.
Both ducks stood in silence for few seconds.
It was Mrs. Beakley that broke the silence.
"Of course, you realise that now I'm going to have to kill you."
