Following My Destiny - A Louie Duck Fanfiction

Chapter 27- the visit

^This chapter takes place 1 day after the events of the last one^

*Louis' pov*

"Louis! Time to get up!" I hear Huey say, knocking at my door. "Ok." I respond blankly as I got up from my desk. I didn't sleep at all, spending my time reading instead, mom is going to kill me but oh well. I put my black hoodie on over my green short sleeve shirt and make my way downstairs. Dewey almost runs into me on his way out of his room, yelling an apology as he kept running. 'Sure would be a shame if he tripped down the stairs.' I think, hands going to my hoodie pocket. I hear the satisfying sound of Dewey tripping down the stairs into the foyer moments later. " You shouldn't be running down the stairs Dew." I hear Huey say as I finally make it to the foyer stairs. Webby is helping Dewey up while Huey is standing behind her, a look of complete disappointment on his face. "Oh! Morning Louis!" Webby calls to me, smiling in my direction. "Ya morning." I say, walking down the stairs. Before I could get past Dewey to get to the dining room Dewey lightly grabs my arm to catch my attention. "Hey, sorry about almost running into you early." He apologizes, letting go of my arm. "It's fine I guess." I respond quiet blankly, heading towards the dining room.

^Time skip to later because I don't know what Im doing^

'Why can't I catch a breakkkkkkk!' I think opening the door to see it was mcmoneybags at my door. "Whattttt?" I ask, purposely dragging out the 't'. "Lad, change out of that hoodie, you need to look at least decent before Deen shows up." He says, clearly annoyed, turning to walk away. I close the door and look at my closet. 'Decent huh.' I think, a smile reaching my face. After about 5 minutes I found my outfit, a nice black leather jacket I got from the pond shop, a nice dark green shirt that has a black eye draw on it, curtsy of me, and my usual green boots. Taking on last took in the mirror to make sure my outfit is perfect I grab an old spiked choker and head downstairs. "Hey losers." I say as I get to the foyer stairs, standing at the top. I stick my hands in my pockets and flash my signature O'gilt smile, effectively pissing Scrooge off. I look over to see everyone else just kinda starting at me, probably amazed by my ✨looks✨. "What?" I ask, raising one of my brows and sticking my tongue out. "Lad." Mcmoneybags says, a low tone as if to worn me. "You're no funnnn." I say looking over at him and rolling my eyes. "Well, I'd say it's almost impressive to see you still here." A voice by the door calls out getting my attention. "Oh investigation Deen, it's been awhile." I say, walking down the stairs, hands never leaving my pockets. "Thankfully." I barely hear him say under his breath. "That makes 2 of us." I say loudly, Everyone else looking at me confused. "Well, I just need a picture of you and I need to ask a few questions." He says, looking down at the clipboard in his hands. "Ok." I respond, not really caring at this point. He takes a picture of me, that I of course pose for much to his disliking, and Beakley leads us into the living room to 'talk'. "Ok so first question, how have you ajusted being back?" He asks, giving me barley enough time to sit. "Eh, leaving as soon as I turn 18 at the moment." I lie, shrugging my shoulders. "Not surprised, next question. Why did you run away in the first place?" He says, tone shifting from cold to curious.
'One sob story coming up!'
"Well things we're just tough,"
'Not really a lie.'
"Always being left out because I couldn't keep up with everyone."
'Or at least that's what they thought.'
"Consistently told to change myself to fit in their family,"
'Della...'
"But things have definitely changed!"
'Fake enthusiasm, and shiny eyes.'
"I feel like I belong here now!"
'Fucking lie but hey! Looks like he's falling for it!'
"Anyway, next question."
'Wipe a fake tear.'
"Ok, that actually answers 2 of my questions..."

^Several questions later^

"Looks like that's it, thank you for your time." 'Fucking finally!'
"Of course, it was my pleasure." I say as Deen goes to talk to mcmoneybags. "I'm heading to my room now." I anounce in a nicer tone than I usually do. Assenting up the stairs, I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding and walk to my door, locking it once I arrive. Pulling my old phone from my pocket and placing it on the nightstand I pull the flip phone from the hiding place and pull up Mr.K's contact, sending him a simple text.
'Check up is done'

Hey kiddos, sorry its been a while, had a lot going on but extra art because I'm sorry! Love you all have a good week! ~ Ryan ♥️