Loubby fanfic

Chapter two: Webby's pov

"Ok, I give up." Louie said, after I beat him at Uno for the fifteenth time.
I put uno back into the closet, and turned around to look at him.
Louie had fallen asleep already, he was Laying on the ground cuddled up with my quackypatch doll.
I carefully walked around him, climbed up the ladder to get into my bed.
I yawned, and then slowly drifted off.

I woke up from the sound of my door slamming open, "where's Louie!?" I heard Dewy shouting loudly.
Louie slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes "what do you want?...." He asked groggily.
"Huey and I have been looking for you everywhere! We know you always sleep in, so what you weren't in bed we panicked!" He exclaimed angrily.
Louie shrugged his shoulders at Dewey and sighed. "Well, I'm here." He said lamely.
"Wait a second.... You spent the night in webby's room?" Dewey asked, as he began smirking.
Louie's face turned red with embarrassment "don't read into it that much...." He said anxiously.
"I'd better tell Huey that I found you." Dewy said, turning around and laughing.
Louie rolled his eyes as he stood up.
"Let's go get breakfast or something." He said heading over to the door, dragging his feet.
"Wait.... Louie...." I said hesitantly, causing him to stop and turn around.
"What's been bothering you?" I asked in concern.
He began fidgeting nervously. "Nothing, I'm fine." He said, looking away quickly.
"Louie, come here..." I said as I sat down on the rug.
He shuffled over to me slowly, and sat down.
"You've been acting weird lately..." I said worryingly.
"Webby, there is nothing wrong. Please stop asking...." Louie said plainly, before standing up again.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall, and into the kitchen.
Huey, Della, launchpad, Dewey, Donald, Scrooge, and my granny were already in there.
Huey and dewey turned to look at us.
Dewey began smirking for some reason.
I rushed over to the table and sat next to my granny.
Donald placed a plate of pancakes in front of me happily.
Louie sat down next to dewy, and across from me. Donald gave him pancakes too.

I headed into the living room after I had finished eating.
Louie had already finished, and was sitting on the couch watching Ottoman Empire.
"Ooooh! Can I watch?" I asked excitedly.
Louie nodded slightly, before sighing tiredly.
Something was obviously bothering him.
I snatched the remote from his hand, and paused the tv.
He frowned slightly, and then crossed his arms.
"Louie.....there's something bothering you..... stop trying to pretend that there's not a problem." I said sternly.
He sighed again. "Fine....." He began.
"I try so hard to get things right.... I always end up messing up....." he continued, fidgeting anxiously.
"Nothing I do is ever good enough, all I get is 'oh Louie, hurry up!' 'Louie, you idiot! You can't put laundry detergent in the dishwasher!' Or ' Louie, why can't you be more like your brothers!? No one else does this kind of thing!' "
He blurted, on the brink of tears.
I froze, not sure how to react.
"We all appreciate you Louie..." I said trying to calm him down.
"Yeah right, everyone treats me like garbage!" He exclaimed angrily.
"Except.....you, webs...." He muttered quietly.
"You're an important part of this family, without you.....it wouldn't be complete...." I said to him sweetly
Tears started welling in his eyes .
"I wish I could believe that..." he answered sadly.
I took a step towards him, and put my hand on his shoulder.
His entire face turned bright red. I quickly pulled my hand away, worried that I hurt him.
"I'm so sorry! Are alright!?" I asked worriedly.
He looked confused for a second , before slowly nodding
A wave of relief washed over me.
Just then the doorbell rang. "Sorry Louie, Lena's coming to spend the night. I better go let her in." I said, feeling slightly guilty for leaving.
"It's fine...." He mumbled, as I walked over to the door.
I opened the door, "hi Lena" I said tiredly. "Hey pink! What have you been up to?" She asked eagerly as she stepped inside the mansion.
"Not much." I replied heading back into the living room, so Louie wouldn't be lonely.
Lena sat down on the couch opposite from Louie, and I sat down in the middle seat.
"Hey there green bean"she said, smiling at Louie.
"Oh, ummm....... Hi..." he replied anxiously.
"Wanna watch a movie?" Lena asked excitedly, as she raised her eyebrows at us.
Louie shrugged his shoulders, and I nodded.
Lena picked up the remote and turned on a movie about little guys called hobbits.
The movie was so long, and so boring, that I fell asleep halfway through.

Author's note:
I really hate the hobbit, both the movie and the book. (They just weren't my thing, it's fine if you like them)

Plus, I'm running out of story ideas, if you have any ideas I'd be more than happy hear them!
(The next chapter will be in Lena's point of view)

I've been having a rough time recently, I won't go into detail but, things have been super stressful for me.
Thanks for all of your love and support! You've all been helping me get through these really hard times.

Well, that's it for now! Bye, my little ducklings!