Louie woke up in his new bed and new room at McDuck mansion.
Louie's mind: it feels weird to have my own room.
Louie took out his eye brow and beak piercings and cleaned them with some water.
When he put them back in he changed into his green and black hoddie and walked downstairs.
Huey: Morning Louie.
Louie smiled.
Huey: I can't wait for our first day at privet school.
Dewey: I can.
Huey: cos you don't like learning.
Louie giggled.
Huey: we should get going.
The boys ran to the limo and Launchpad drove them to tail-feather privet school.
Dewey: fancy.
Huey: I bet the science program is awesome.
Dewey: I can't wait for the sport stuff.
Louie wasn't that bothered with academics. He was good at them just had no passion for them.
Sports...he hated. He didn't like getting dirty or Woking for something meaningless like winning a game of football.
He was more of a artist. He loved to paint. He adored that in his paintings he could crate an ideal world where the only limits were his imagination and after learning of his talent for the piano he couldn't wait for music.
The three walked into the school.
I was a privet school but there was no particular dress code.
But when they entire everyone started at Louie.
He was the only punk one there.
Three people aproched them.
The first to speak as a green girl duck.
???: hello I'm student council treasurer Lisa.
Next was a male brown duck.
???: I'm brad the Vice President of the student council.
The last caught Louie's attention.
He was white but duck a little taller than Louie.
Kyle: Hey I'm Kyle Quack president of the student council.
Dewey: Hey Dewey.
Huey: I'm Huey and this is my other brother Louie.
Louie waved.
Dewey: he doesn't talk much.
Kyle: basically we're all here to take you on a tour of the school.
Lisa: Huey you'll come with me.
Huey: cool.
Brad: Dewey follow me.
They left.
Kyle: So umm...I guess your coming with me.
Thy started walking in the direction of the music corridor.
Kyle: this is our music program do yo play?
Louie nodded and pretended to play piano.
Kyle: cool I play guitar.
Louie smiled.
Kyle: cool piecings.
Louie smiled again.
Kyle: you really don't talk much.
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I don't talk much
FanfictionLouie...doesn't talk much he hasn't spoken to anyone in years. His brothers are one of the contributions to that his brothers were always having arguments and asking for his opinion if he sided with one of them the other one would beat him up so he...
