Alone on a thread| Ducktales

Chapter four

James's POV:

James was pissed, how dare they try to take his boyfriend away from him! His play thing! Louie was his, no one can take that away from him! No one, not Remmy, not bloody Scrooge McDuck, not Louie's brothers! No one!

He and Mel were in the lounge of the huge manor, talking about sh*t.

"You look tense mate, everything okay?"

"Hell no! Their taking Louie away"

"Well, this is his family home? I don't see the problem,  even if he goes, he's still going to have your contact"

"You just don't get it"

"Of course I won't, I haven't dated in like eight years, the dating scene has changed mate"

"I don't care, okay? I don't.... Louie can't leave my grasp"

"That's toxic"

"F*ck of, who even asked you. You lump of f*cking meat!"

"Damn bro... harsh"

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Dewey's POV:

Dewey was going to make sure that Louie feels safe and loved, not as he did before he was taken. He, as his older brother, was going to make sure of that. He and Huey.

"You look tired Louie, maybe you should sleep"

"Yeah, maybe, sorry for crying I just... I don't know"

"No worries Louie, all good. Let's get you a bed" Huey said, taking Louie to a room with a bed.

"We can't use our old room because we've all outgrown the bunk bed, we'll get you better covers later. You can sleep here, we'll make sure we change the room later" Huey continued, leaving Louie on the soft bed, he drifted to sleep swiftly, like old times.

"Huey?"

"Yes Dewey?"

"We should probably get the stuff ready, maybe go to the mall to get him better covers like you said"

"Yeah, let;s go"

They went, leaving a peacefully sleeping Louie in the house.

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Louie's POV:

It's been a few hours, he slept amazingly. Best sleep he's had in about three years. Louie was fiddling with his hoodie sleeve, looking at the scars he made.

They know now, I should stop. For their happiness

B*tch, don't! How will you deal with the issues then?

I'll ask Huey... or Uncle Donald!

Speaking of the devil, he heard a crash from downstairs. Louie quickly ran downstairs to see what was happening.

"WHERE IS LOUIE! WHERE IS HE!!!" Donald screamed, looking at Della.

"Uncle Donald, is that you?" Louie asked, looking down at the stairs.

"Louie?" Donald asked, running up to hug him. "Are you okay? How have you been? Have you been eating well? Oh gosh, I missed you?!"

"I missed you to Uncle Donald, I missed you so much"

"I heard you had a boyfriend?"

"Yeah, I hope you're okay with it. I've been dating him for a year now"

"Ahh, no worries. Louie , you know we need to talk"

"... I know Uncle Donald, I know..."