Family is Everything

Chapter 3: Huey P.O.V

Webby takes the skateboard to the bike rack. It barely fits. 

"Webbs, what if someone steals it?! Do you have a lock?" Dewey asks. 

I look at her backpack, it's stuffed. From my calculations, I think her bag could burst if she adds anything else. I'm about to tell her, but...

" Yeah, I have this one!" She exclaims as she pulls the lock from her bag. My brothers and and I all gasp. Even Louie!

"WEBBY, that is the BIGGEST lock ever! Just like your skateboard!"Dewey and Louie say in unison.

"Yeah, it looks very complicated, where did you get it from?! I ask, intrigued.

"Oh, My grandma gave it to me!" She says. We give her a quizzical look.

She locks the skateboard, and enters the diner. We follow, except Louie.

Dewey found a game room and has already started playing.

 Webby is ordering. I don't want to be mean but, I think she's going to order something gross. I run up to her."Webby what did you order?" I ask cautiously. "A surprise!" she says. I groan inwardly. 

Forgetting about Louie, (Not purposely) we sit down. Webby starts talking, and I start reading my guide. Every once in a while I say "Yep",  "mhmm", so she thinks I'm listening.

I learned that from Louie. ... Looks Like He Is Rubbing Off On Me! Whatever!

Webby looks at the front door. "Oh no, Louie is still at the door! Some cheerer- uppers we are!" She runs up to him.

HEY! Hope you liked this chapter. It's kinda short, but I'm not good at Huey p.o.v.. Well until next time!

Btw, Who is your fav Uncle?

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Woof..this sucks. Poor Huey and whoever read that. I really am a failure. Well at least I said I wasn't good at it, which is very true. Anyways lets just hope VERSION 2.0 makes up for it.

As we all get off the quadracycle, realization hits me. Where the heck are we supposed to put this ginormous 4- duck bike?

"Umm guys?", Dewey and Louie look towards me, probably having the same thought. Webby just smiles, "Where are we going to put this?". I gesture to the bike. Louie then dramatically sighs, cupping his own face, "Oh no! There is no place to put this! Looks like we have to go home now!" As much as I hate to admit it he does a point.

Dejected, Dewey and I get back on. Louie smiles and hops on. Webby just stands there, now laughing. "Um, Webby?" Louie asks, raising an eyebrow, I follow suit. "Webby, I'm sorry but we got to go back." Dewey apologizes.

"No we don't! All of you get off!" She shouts enthusiastically. Confused, I get off.

"Webby? What?" I ask. She whispers in my ear, "As much as it may be a surprise to you, I planned this. The bike can shrink down to fit inside my backpack. A gift from granny and Dr. Von Drake."

I gap at her. She just nods and smiles. "Okay guys, listen to her, get off." I instruct, holding back a smirk. Dewey looks questioningly and Webby and I, then seeming to realize something he hops off too. Webby whispers the same thing to Dewey, he had the same reaction I had. Now that just leaves Louie.

"Are you guys good? We have nowhere to put this!" Louie shouts out at us, clearly frustrated. "Yes we do, now get off." I tell him.

"You guys are losing your marbles. I'm the only sane one here." He grumbles. We all laugh at him. "Its not funny." He mumbles looking down at his feet.

Louie's always been naturally salty, but never like this. Somethings really bothering him. Dewey, Webby and I exchange a glance.

"I'll go on ahead, and find us a table inside. Okay?" Webby says walking away. I send her a grateful smile. She gives us a thumbs up, and disappears inside the diner. 

After we all finish watching her leave, Louie glares at us saying, "What?! Why'd you send Webby away, are you gunna lecture me or something UNCLE DONALD?", He turns his head to Dewey,        "Are you gunna tell me what this is all about?" 

Dewey eyes widen a little from how upset Louie is about this, I bite my beak, getting a little nervous. "Louie," I start, not sure if he's done or if he's going to listen to me or walk away.

"What??"

"Louie, we're worried about you." I tell him, sincerity and worry written all over my face. 

"Lou, we know somethings wrong. Why won't you tell us?" Dewey asks, his voice getting softer.

"We're you're brothers, you know.." I say, feeling a little overwhelmed. I've always been soft, especially for my brothers. My eyes well a little, and Louie stops glaring at us. I smile a little at that. As much as he hates to admit it, he's also a softie, deep deep deep deeeep inside. I know for  fact after Dewey,if I hadn't said "We're brothers"Louie definitely would've respond with "Why do you care?"

"It's not a big deal, you guys don't have to worry.." He mumbles. 

"Louie, if its put you in this state of course we are going to worry!" I shout, then quickly slap a hand over my beak, I forgot we were in public. 

"Guys..can we please talk about this later..we are in public.." He says, his voice still fragile.

As much as hate to say it, we should talk about this at home, its a much better environment for those types of discussions. 

"Just so you know..this discussion isn't over Llewellyn." I say looking at him from the side, smiling. 

Surprisingly enough he smiles back, "Yeah, Yeah, I know Uncle Donald..and don't call me that!"

Dewey side hugs Louie and so do I. Its our typical type of hug, the two older

brothers protecting the youngest.

 Although he hates that hug so of course I should have seen it coming when he pushed us off

him, and Dewey and I face planted..in public, right outside the diner. Of Course.

"Come on guys, lets not keep Webbigal waiting." He says smirking down at us. Hes about to walk away, but reluctantly pulls us both to our feet instead. "Wow, you guys sure are putting on some weight.." 

"Hey" Dewey exclaims.

"Excuse me?" I glare at Louie.

"Ya know Llewellyn, you talk an awful lot about Webby if I didn't know any better..I'd say you like her."

We all pause a second at the door of the diner, then burst into laughter. That's ridiculous..right?

When we finally arrive at the table Webby saved for us we all sit down, Louie next to Webby, Dewey and I across from them. Webby smiles at Louie and he smiles right back eyes twinkling. 

When Webby turns to Dewey and I, giving us a look that says, "So, did you talk?". We smile back nodding, Louie's face drops ever so slightly.

Maybe what Dewey said isn't that ridiculous..

Welp hoped you liked it, I added a lil more Loubby in this chapter, lemme just say I'm only going to be adding more so yay! Sorry this one took a while to update..I'll probably do the next one this week though since I'm not that busy so look for that. I might also edit it today, who knows?