Ducktales - New Adventures

EPISODE 13: The Temple Of One Hundred Illusions Part 2

Dilara's POV:

"There's Doctor Gearloose!" Aunt Della shouted. I turned to her and saw Dad, Daniel, and of course Doctor Gearloose. Daniel ran straight to me and said, "You'll never believe me what happened! We fought Don Karnage first and it was an uphill battle, but we beat him and found that, just like the Beagle Boys, he was an illusion. And then we fled Scorpio! Surely nothing like that happened to you." "No, but we fought ghost pirates, beat up a Black Heron illusion and eliminated thirty evil, second-rate Scrooge McDucks," I described. Daniel stood with his mouth open.

Dewey's POV:

I related, "After the triplets, including Dewey, crossed the arrows' corridor unharmed, they encountered a Magica De Spell illusion. The born heroes..." "Can you just be quiet for a second?" Louie complained. Then it stayed quiet. Only our steps could be heard. Huey and Louie hadn't spoken since their argument. That had never happened before. It had felt strange to be the third person in the argument. Sure, the two of them had their quarrels before, but they never had such proportions. But this was about more than just an iPad or a secret diary, it was about life that swung between life and death. It was understandable that Huey was angry at Louie, after all, he was also the Duke of Making a Mess on the one hand. Louie never considered his ideas and plans. He called himself a visionary, although he looked too often into the past.

Emma's POV:

"Are we going back?" I asked Webby and Manon. Webby wanted to say something, but suddenly fell to the floor. I ran to her in shock. Manon said, "Take a look at this." She pointed to a poison arrow that had apparently hit Webby. Something poked me in the back. I went black before I could do anything.

Ben's POV:

"I'm bored and I hate boredom," I moaned. Speedy offered, "I can entertain you."
"Then do that. What can you do?"
"Hmm ... I could sing."
"Normally I would have said no, but I'm desperate, so let's go."
"Everyone says robots don't have feelings.
Unfortunately, they are also right.

I wanna be a real duck!
I wanna feel real pain!
I wanna believe in luck!
That would be insane!
I wanna be a real duck!
I wanna feel real pain!
I wanna believe in luck!
That would be insane!

I wanna be normal and not myself
'Cause I am not made of flesh.
You should be happy about yourself
'Cause I'm not very fresh.
I sound weird, right?
I'm singing this song
'Cause I wanna be in the spotlight!
I am a mistake, I am wrong!
I am wrong!
I am wroooooong!

I wanna be a real duck!
I wanna feel real pain!
I wanna believe in luck!
That would be insane!
I wanna be a real duck!
I wanna feel real pain!
I wanna believe in luck!
That would be insane!

I have rights like all of you.
You make me jealous and that is bad.
I'm feeling blue, I'm feeling blue!
I am just sad!
Nobody cares about my life.
I am depressed and I hate it.
I have no children and no wife!
My life changes a bit!
My life doesn't change a bit either!

I wanna be a real duck!
I wanna feel real pain!
I wanna believe in luck!
That would be insane!
I wanna be a real duck!
I wanna feel real pain!
I wanna believe in luck!
That would be insane!"
"That ... was wonderful!"
I wiped away an ene.

Dewey's POV:

"Webby!?" Huey yelled in surprise. In front of us stood two people who were hiding in black cloaks. I didn't recognize their faces because they were hooded. They both pushed two wheelbarrows. Webby was in one, and two girls I recognized in the other. When the mysterious people noticed us, they panicked and ran away. Huey approached the wheelbarrow with Webby. He shouted, "I knew it! Here's a poison arrow that apparently made Webby impotent." "And what does that mean, Mr. Clever?" Asked Louie, annoyed. "That means that we cannot wake her up or we aren't allowed to wake her up because we don't know which substance hit her exactly. But you certainly didn't know that."
It was getting to be enough. I complained full of anger, "Could you please leave your argument behind you!? You really have nothing better to do, do you? Sorry, but that had to be found out. So let's do it!" I took the wheelbarrow with the two girls, Huey the one with Webby. I expected Huey to say something like 'it was clear you didn't want to help us', but apparently my review actually helped. So we went on for about 20 minutes until Huey stopped. "Do you hear that voice?" He wanted to know from us. I listened more closely and heard it too. It came from a wall. Louie suspected, "There must be something behind it." "As if that wasn't clear to us," said Huey.
"Can you shut up? Everyone here knows well enough that you are a know-it-all!"
"Me? A know-it-all? You're just bluffing to feel better. I'm not the villain of this story, you are! You're the selfish and stupid duck who dragged us into a life-threatening game show. Behind our back!"
"I have enough. I go on alone. I don't need a brother who always has to correct me and doesn't like me for who I am. I'm out."
Louie left us alone and kept walking.
"You know what? I also go! At least I have a functioning brain that I can use!"
Huey ​​ran in the opposite direction. I stood alone with my back to the wall and started to cry. Yes, I could get sentimental too.