Bad Friend Means Bad Brothers

Chapter 7

Follow @Huey_Duck (wrote Donald and Carter's parts)

(I wrote Dewey and Louie's parts)

Dewey stood up rapidly and ran towards the door of Huey's room. Louie grabbed his wrist before he could go to far.

"Dewey wait. Let the doctors handle it." Louie stated.

"No. I have to go in there."

The screams didn't stop. Even if Dewey wanted to go in there, he wouldn't be able to due to the fact that the door to Huey's room was locked.

A loud beep sounded, and Huey's screams became louder.

"Please let me go Lou." Dewey begged.

"I don't think they'll let you in there anyway Dew. Just stay here." Dewey looked at Louie with tears in his eyes.

"O-okay....."

Suddenly, everything went quiet in the room. There was no beeping... no screaming... nothing. Then there was one single noise. It sounded as though someone was moving a body onto another surface.

"What is that?" Dewey asked aloud.

"I don't know." Louie answered.

"Uncle Donald! Something's wrong!"

Donald rushed to get another doctor to open the locked door.

Dewey stood there anxiously his hands fidgeting with each other. Louie looked at his brother and back at the door.

'What's going on?' He thought.

Another doctor rushed to the door and unlocked it before gasping in horror.

Dewey rushed past the doctor and into the room, his body froze in terror as he did.

Carter stood there, smiling as she held a needle. Huey's body was laying on the floor beside her, unresponsive.

"Carter!?" Dewey yelled. Louie ran towards the room.

"Carter!? What did you do to him!?" He yelled.

Carter just giggled and shrugged. "Relieved you two bozos of your job of taking care this dead beat." she smiled and kicked Huey's body.

"H-how could you?" Dewey asked. "Why?" He was in shock. He couldn't move. He didn't know what to do.

She giggled again. "Cause I hate your family. Why do you think I beat up Louie over there?" she gestured to Louie. "At least I didn't take both of your brothers, right?"

Dewey looked back at Louie in shock and worry.

"She beat you up?" He asked. Louie just nodded softly, looking down at the ground. "Why? Why do you hate my family!?" Dewey yelled, he was now angry, really angry.

"I don't have to answer to you," she snapped back, picking up Huey's limp body. "By the way, the doctor that was treating Huey was actually working for me. The syringe he was giving Hubert was actually killing him. Ciao boys."

Carter waved at the two Duck brothers and walked out of the hospital room, carrying Huey's limp body over her shoulder.

"W-wait. Wait!!! Stop!!" Dewey yelled. "Please." He tried running after her but was stopped by Louie.

"There's n-no point Dewey......he's, gone."

Carter smirked. She hadn't killed Huey... yet. But they didn't know that. All she did was knock him out into a deathlike state. Though he still was dying.

Carter roughly put Huey's "dead" body in the back of a car, and the doctor who was "treating" Huey drove away with Carter and Huey's body.

Dewey fell to the ground, tears streaming down his face.