DuckTales: 3 Duck Brothers

Chapter 8

"Mom, I'm a triplet!" Huey yelled to the pilot duck.

She walked up to us and looked at me.

"What's your full name?" she asked.

"Dewford Duck?" I squeaked.

The pilot duck hugged me and Louie.

"You are my boys!" she said, tears of joy running down her face.

Frida walked up to the pilot duck.

"I think you should put your family back together," she said.

"You're absolutely right, Frida," the pilot duck said, leading us to her car. "From this day forward, we're living with Uncle Scrooge. He won't mind us staying in the mansion."

We piled into the pilot duck's car. I looked out of the window to see a saddened Frida.

"You could come with us, you know," I called out.

"That's okay, Dewey," she said. "You have your real family to take care of you."

The window rolled back up. It didn't take me long to realize she had called me Dewey for the first time in my life. I figured it would also be the last time...

We arrived at McDuck Manor and saw the older duck from Frida's photo standing outside. He was talking to a younger girl who looked awfully familiar. We jumped out of the car and ran to them.

"Uncle Scrooge, I'm a triplet!" Louie yelled.

"I know," Scrooge said. "This young lass told me that."

The girl was kind of cute. She wore a short pink dress and a big lavender bow.

"Hi," she said, shyly.

"This is Webbigail," Scrooge said. "She ran away from home a few years back. She overheard all of your conversations over at the arcade and found me. She told me...she wants to have a family once more."

We happily nodded. Any family was good enough for us.

"Now, what say to celebrate our family's reunion, we go on an adventure?" Scrooge asked.