The Wild Side of Love (A Loubby Story)

Chapter 7 - "It wasn't very smart of you to come here." - Gladstone

"Webby!" Louie shouted out with a start, he shot up with sweat coating his face and his heart racing.

He had just had a nightmare about her.

About Webby, having their kids in a cold cell, with - with Cordelia looming over her and snickering at the pain she was in.

But -. It was just a nightmare. Right?

He looked towards Lena and Huey who were busy navigating their way around Macaw where he had first met Cordelia and where they attended college.

He spotted the casino where his Uncle Gladstone still stays at and wondered if he should stop by there and see if he could use his luck to find Webby.

It was worth a shot.

He took out his cellphone and dialed his uncle's number.

"Hey Greener Pastures! What's crack-a-lackin?" He asks after the second ring.

"Hey. Uncle Gladstone. You busy? I - I could really use your help." Louie said, ignoring the groan from Huey and roll of the eyes of Lena.

"Sure! Anything for my favorite nephew!" Gladstone replied. "Where are you?"

"Right above you, actually." Louie says, looked out the window.

He saw a small green speck down below as his uncle who looks up in awe. Louie smiles sheepishly at him and waves at him.

"Perfect timing. I was just about to have dinner. Who do you have with you?" He asks as Huey pulls the plane down near the docks.

"Huey and Lena." Louie answers.

Gladstone hummed as the mouth of the plane slowly open.

No Uncle Donald or any other grown-up.

This must be something big if no one but the kids showed up.

Louie steps out first and turns off his phone and puts it back in his hoodie pocket as Lena and Huey filed out after him.

"Hey, Uncle Gladstone." Huey says, glaring over at Louie, clearing irritated at the sudden pit stop they had to make to his least favorite uncle. Lena crossed her arms and leaned against one of the dock posts after she got done tying the plane to it.

"Ah. Lena!" Gladstone gushed out. "How have you been? How's your Aunt? Good I hope." He said, and couldn't help but blush when Lena glares daggers at him.

"Been busy trying to protect this world from her and her vendetta against the McDuck clan." Lena snaps back. "So in other words, she's just -."

"Okay. Enough small talk." Louie interrupts as he grabs his uncle by the arm. "Time is running out, and I could really use the help. NOW." He says.

"Okay. Okay. Come on, lets all have dinner." Gladstone says, leading them to a restaurant.

As Gladstone pays (in twenty dollar bills, no less.) and sits in a booth in the back.

Louie preferred the back. It was away from prying eyes and unwanted eavesdroppers. Louie wasn't really hungry and only ordered a diet PEP as Huey and Lena ordered a burger with fries, and Gladstone had the lobster Louie told him what had happened.

Gladstone listened to his nephew and when he was done he swallowed the last bit of his lobster and a low growl escaped from his throat when Louie mentioned Cordelia.

"I know her." Gladstone said, he wiped his bill with his napkin before continuing. "Her Dad owns half the casinos and hotels here in Macaw. It wasn't very smart of you to come here, Louie." He said, in a serious tone of voice. "If indeed Cordelia is after you. She could have any number of people at her beck and call because of her father."

Louie sighed deeply and took a sip of his PEP.

"Yeah. I know. But I was hoping, maybe with you with us. You could you know, use your luck -." He began, hope filling his eyes at his uncle but they quickly fade into despair when Gladstone shakes his head.

"Sorry, kid, my luck doesn't work against other magical beings and Cordelia fits that bill." He told him as the waiter came by with the actual bill.

Gladstone paid and left a twenty dollar tip for the waiter.

Louie felt water droplets forming out of the corner of his eyes.

If he couldn't even count on a grown-up for help.

Who could he count on other then himself, and those who are close to him and Webby?

LATER:

Cordelia stayed with the eggs of her rival as she sat in a big comfy chair, sipping tea and just staring at them from the nest she had built and placed close enough to the fire so they could stay warm.

She smiled at them and day dreamed of what live would be like with her two little darlings she already had that sickly love for with her darling Louie.

Why couldn't Louie see that they were meant for each other?

That, the girl in the cell below her was worthless compared to her?

She still couldn't believe that the girl had been pregnant!

Sure, Cordelia and Louie had done it many, many times while they had been dating. Never ONCE had Cordelia had gotten pregnant, she used her magic to make it be so that she WOULDN'T because she didn't think Louie would have wanted something like - like a FAMILY.

Now, here was this girl. Who Louie had known since they were kids apparently having his CHILDREN!

Oh. She is going to get her revenge alright!

First with Webbigail, and THEN with Louie.

Seeing that Webby would be out of the picture soon, and hopefully just as Louie arrives and sees that he has no CHOICE and will have to take her back. If he really cared about his FAMILY he would.

He'd have to.

Or these two little darlings that Louie had made with Webbigail will end before they had even begun!

Cordelia finished her tea, sat it down on the silver platter on the end table beside her, and walked over to the small nest. She placed a hand on each of them and smiled a bitter smile at them.

She glanced at her calender feeling her stomach flutter with excitment.

It usually takes thirty days maximum for a duckling to hatch after birth. But with Cordelia's magic behind her, she can speed up the process. She could care less if it caused the ducklings any deformity or brain malfunctions.

All she cared about was Louie and starting her own family with him.

The one she thought he never wanted but was willing to have one with that - that low life in the cell downstairs.

"Soon, my darlings... Soon." She whispers, and started to hum this lullaby Louie had sung to her once.

Louie had said that his mother had written it to him and his brothers before she had left them, and that their uncle had sung it to them every night since then, and even more so once she had made it back to them.

That's what she'll do with HIS.

Until their Dad came back and was ready to be a family.

She would do this.