Chapter twelve

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Della's POV:

"What's up Uncle Scrooge? And... what are they doing here?" Della asked, eyeing Ramesies and his gang.

"Well las, we're here to talk about the plan"

"Oh... ok?"

"Alright then but why is there a necklace on the table?" Donald asked quietly.

"This is Louie's, he bought of an auction about a year ago for about 5 000 bucks"

"Okay so...?"

"Louie gave this to James, his boyfriend. So he's with us"

"What... I'm not getting-" Della started, dumbfounded.

"So you're giving it to us meaning...?" Donald continued.

"You guys get Louie back" Mel ended, sighing dramatically. "You get our Louie and we get bank" Remmy ended, smirking slightly.

"Oh... ok" Della said, shaking her head.

"... Does Louie know about this?" Donald asked, looking uncomfortable"

"... No... He doesn't. We're going to tell him... soon" Mel stated, his awkwardness.

"You didn't tell Lou? So your just trading him?" Donald asked, enraged.

"Look man, we are going to tell him. Soon, like Mel said" Remmy started, leaning on his chair.

Scrooge sighed, shaking his head.

"Lad, this is for the best, think about the kids. Huey and Dewey were devastated that he was gone. For they're sanity"

"... But Uncle Scrooge, Louie would be so..."

"Annoyed" Della ended, she sighed. What was she going to do? Her youngest kid was a thief, a liar and a cheat. But he says he didn't have a choice, he also has sociopathic tendencies to bash a person in the head until they're unrecognizable.

Why are her boys like this? Why are they so... Crazy? Weird?

First Dewey going in the past to talk to her, weird.

Then Huey with the Duke. The most rage induced person in the world, crazy.

And now Louie. A con man with violent tendencies, absolutely insane! Great! Just great!

Just her luck.

Knock, knock, knock

Beakley appeared in the doorway with a less than enthusiastic Huey.

"Beakley... Where have you been?"

"It is nothing Scrooge, any how, the boys are out here and Huey is less than sane I suppose"

"Ah, let them in, I suppose"

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