Ducktales : Only Child

Disappearing Act

-Dewey's POV-

He couldn't take it anymore. The fact his mom had lied to him this whole time was causing him to lose focus. Dewey reflected on everything that had happened in the past twenty-four hours.

First he was cornered by one of Louie's enemies after school, telling him something about a friend present?

Second the whole group had gone on an adventure only to crash land into a forest.

Third he met Vixen, probably the only person he trusted at the moment even though he barely knew her.

Lastly, his mom had been lieing to him. His entire life.

Yes, everything was new and exciting, but Dewey didn't want it to be like this. He snapped back to reality. Why not make the adventure more exciting?

"C'mon Vixen. We're leaving." He said grabbing her arm. She jumped a little at his sudden movement, but surprising obeyed. "We have to go make a pit stop first, but then I want you to teach me to fly."

-Huey's POV-

Huey watched nervously as Dewey brought the stranger to the plane where his mom and Launchpad were working. So, he did the most logical thing. He followed them, keeping silent and out of sight.

"What do you mean? 'Teach me to fly'?" The stranger asked Dewey, who pleadingly gazing at her. She groaned, "okay fine. I know what you meant. The only problem is, the Spitfire-"

"It's called the Spitfire?!" Dewey yelled, leaping and 'whoohoo'-ing. She glared down at him.

"Look kid, settle down. The Spitfire is broken. I need parts from your plane, but I have no way of getting them with that Scrooge watching my every move... say that gives me an idea..." then she started whispering and Huey couldn't hear. Dewey leaped up again, but the stranger pulled him down. He instead ran all the way to their plane while the fox sneakily started to hobble-run, going off the trail.

Huey sat for a minute debating who to follow. By following Dewey, he could warn Scrooge and the rest. But by following the fox... he could stop her. What was more logical? He decided the fox because she was hurt and easier to catch up to. He crept in the direction she had gone, only to find he couldn't see or hear her anymore.

"Yaaah!" A voice sounded from above. Huey looked up and tried to dodge but it was too late. The fox landed on top of him, pinning him down. "Do not follow me, you don't know who your messing with yet plus you fixed my ankle, so I'm letting you go this one time." Huey nodded quickly, shocked at how quickly she had captured him.

"Y-y-yes ma'am." He stuttered, causing her to smirk. She got off, helping him up.

"I think that Louie needs your help. He will want to know about his mom. Best be getting to that, ya think?" The fox snarled as Huey ran back to the clearing.

-Webby's POV-

Webby watched over the camp. It was only the two of them now, her and Louie. He was snoring loudly, something she knew quite well from her time in the mansion. She was concerned that Louie wasn't okay... not only by how he was acting earlier but how he would respond when Della had the time to tell him.

Huey raced back into the camp, pale and almost crying. Webby jumped up and grabbed him by the shoulders. "Hey, hey, it's okay. What's wrong?" She asked, pulling him into a hug. She stroked his back to calm his nerves.

"The fox and Dewey. They're up to something." Huey stated out of breath, "the fox scared me half to death, jumping out of the trees and tackling me. She's a scary person."

Louie was starting to wake up. He saw the two of them and instantly leaped to his feet. "What's going on?" He demanded.

"We have something to tell you. About your real family." Webby started slowly, letting go of Huey.