Uncle Scrooge and Uncle Donald had taken the triplets and Webby on a camping trip. The plan was for everybody to stay up late so they could star gaze altogether, but everyone had fallen asleep...except Dewey and Webby. So now the pair was watching the stars, Webby pointing out constellations to Dewey, and the latter trying to remember everything.
"...and over there is the Big Dipper," Webby said pointing it out.
"How do you remember all this stuff?" Dewey asked her.
"How could I not, astrology is awesome," she replied shivering slightly, Dewey took notice.
"Are you cold?"
"Y-yeah, it's just a little chilly," Webby admitted, Dewey then took off the sweater he was wearing and handed it to her.
"Dewey, you don't have to..." she said trailing off.
"Come on," he said with a pleading smile. Webby smiled in return and put on the sweater and she instantly felt warm.
"Thanks, but aren't you gonna be cold?" she asked him, he just shrugged.
"I'll survive, as long as you're warm it's okay," Dewey said. Webby felt her cheeks grow warm at the statement, she was grateful it was too dark for Dewey to notice.
They continued looking at constellations in a comfortable silence, until they eventually fell asleep.
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A love between adventurers (Webby x Dewey One-Shots)
FanfictionThese are a series of one-shots between the adventurous Dewey Duck and the quirky Webby Vanderquack. This is my first fanfiction, so please no hate comments though constructive criticism is welcome. Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or...
