Untold Truths

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Y/n POV:

Currently after my..interesting first day, I made my way to the room I would be sleeping in. Granny thankfully showed me earlier so I didn't have to bother her asking. I put my bag down and plopped onto the bed, what a busy day. It was only 9:30 and I felt like passing out.

Wait, I should see Donald and Della, oh right, and I promised I would hang out with Webby today. I lazily got out of bed and changed to some more comfortable clothes. When I literally took one step to get outside, I saw a dart z i p past my face. I looked at the one who was shooting which happens to be Webby, the other side of the hallway was the blue nephew, Dewey?

"O-oh! Sorry sister! I didn't know this was where you were sleeping!" I smiled. "It's cool Webby. You said you wanted to hang out, you..want to start now?" Her eyes sparkled as they looked like they were going to bulge out of her sockets. "Y e s!" She threw the nerf gun and once again, flew herself onto me causing me to fall again. I have a feeling..this is going to happen a lot.

She hugged me as I patted her head. "Aw man..we were getting to the good part!" Said Dewey from behind me. "You can always join us." I said. "Eh, I'm good, Dewey don't do no girl nights." "Actually, I was thinking we could continue that nerf game only I could be joining." Dewey then spun around from walking away. "You?! You know how to use nerf guns?!" I scoffed in fake offense. "I'm not THAT old." "Of course she knows! She's MY awesome sister." I then got up and brushed myself. "Well, first I'm going to greet more of the family since I haven't gotten to anyone yet. Keep playing, I'll join you guys momentarily." I waved. "Okay! Anything for my big awesome sister!" I smiled and ruffled her hair.

Man this mansions big. Might as well go find Granny or Scrooge to tell me where Donald and Della are. Maybe I should of asked Dewey and Webby when I had the chance. My thoughts were cut out due to me bumping into someone from an unseen corner. I held my head since we both bonked our heads. Seriously, what is with me and bumping into people?! Seriously author, you can't pick anything else to meet other then constantly giving concussions?

"Hey! What's the big idea-!" I know that voice from anywhere. We both looked into each others eyes as I was face to face with none other then Donald Duck himself! "Y/n?" "Donald!" I lept and hugged the life out of him as I felt him quickly hug me back.

When we released, I bonked him on the head. "Hey!" "Where were you? I didn't see you all day." "I didn't know you were coming, no one told me!" Wow, common Scrooge L. "Well now you know, aren't you surprised?" "In a happy way!"

"Oh yeah! Where do you live now?" Donald held me by the shoulder and guided me to the window as he pointed to a boat outside. "That's my home." I gave him an awkward look. "In a boat.." "Yep! Nothing better then that baby." He said placing his hands on his hips proudly.

"Then you should give me a guide tomorrow. Anyways, where's Della? I also haven't seen her all day." That's when his eyes widened, then he looked down to the ground, almost as if he was about to cry. I looked confusingly. "Donald...where's Della.." He sighed. "She's not with us anymore.." my eyes widened and my heart dropped. "What do you mean not with us..?"

Donald eyes were not starting to tear up and I put a shoulder in comfort. "You derserve to know, but please don't tell my nephews or anyone else." I nodded in agreement. "Promise. Let's go find a more private place."

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We went inside his boat, and made sure no one was in it while also locking the door. Donald sighed as we sat on the bed. "By the time you left, we've just been about everywhere when it came to adventuring. There was no other place to go, except for space. Della wanted to show my boys the stars, I TOLD her it was too risky and a terrible idea to leave her sons. That's when Uncle Scrooge decided to make the Spear of Selene without my consent and in secret. Della found out about it however, and she gave us a letter saying she took it and she was already in space by the time. Then...she never came back, she was stuck in a storm, and trapped in space. Uncle Scrooge and I never spoke since. For 10 years, till just 5 days ago, we got back together again."

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