Alone on a thread| Ducktales

Chapter six

Huey and Dewey's POV:

"Tell me everything you know about Louie," Mom asked loudly. She dragged us into her bedroom, telling us to sit on her bed.

"What I mean is, tell me about your childhood. What was he like, was he loud, quiet, annoying, stupid what?! I want to know, so I can be a better mom to all of you"

"Oh well..." Huey started, "Well he was quiet.. He was the quietest of all of us. He was shy, he kept to himself"

"He also got scared a lot, well most of the time..."Dewey said, breaking off.

"Huh..? What does that mean?" Della asked.

"Well..."

Flashback

Huey, Dewey and Louie were playing in a sandpit. Their Uncle Donald did not know that they were here. He was so tired that they made him take a nap while they went to play.

"Oh look who we have here" Tyson (Oc) said, snickering loudly. He was an older kid, while the boys were 8 he was 11 and a bully, a big bully.

"Tyson! What do you want?" Huey asked, starting to get in front of his brothers.

"Yeah, we gave you your lollies, you promised to leave us alone" Dewey screamed, kicking Tyson. He did not like that.

"Hey you little punk, I can come whenever I want. Isn't that right, gang?" He screamed, causing his group to cheer.

"You know, I never really liked Red and Blue," He muttered, grabbing at Huey and Dewey. He throws Huey down while Dewey tries to squirm free.

"I always liked Green, he did whatever I wanted without complaining. Now, what the f*ck am I gonna do to you two?" He asked, laughing hauntingly.

Huey was trying to find Louie while Dewey was screaming and kicking. Tyson had enough, he threw Dewy at Huey. Making them both fall and get hurt, he kicked and spat at them. Mocking them, laughing at them being poor and weak and that they were mother and fatherless.

Meanwhile Louie was seething he found a large bat, running at Tyson hitting him straight on the head. He continued to hit him until he bled. Causing Tyson's gang to quiver in fear,

"You. Don't. Make. Fun. Of. My. Brothers!" He screamed, Huey and Dewey had to pry him away from Tyson. Not before they heard Louie mutter.

"I wish I had a gun"

It took a while for them to calm Louie down and after that he cried and cried and cried. They didn't know why, but it was because Louie himself didn't know he could be so violent. Kinda like the duke but... more evil. He did not like that.

They ran home to find a frantic Donald looking for his kids.

End of flashback

"Honestly, I always was a little scared of Louie. After that my fear spiked, I never told him though but... He probably found out because like a year later something happened, he changed a little but, that;s not important" Dewey ranted, shaking his head.

They looked at their mom to see pure horror in her face...