A Night to Remember (Disc.)

A/N + chapter 18

Let's start with an A/N. I HATE where this story is going. 

1) I forgot where the story is going bc i have not been updating (My bad, dudes) 😐

2) I have a different vision for the story. I don't like this. I envision MILLIONS of readers even tho the loubby shippers are maybe 1/100th of that.  😫

3) Idk if I should continue and find the story, or just quit it altogether.🤨Comment on that if I should just drop it, & be honest.  Mk, bk to the story~~~

Louie POV

*Time skip to when they recovered*

I looked at my phone and went on duck'stagram. I lazily opened up and swiped and I saw Dewey post something. Seeing someone else with the one you love?! Wait a minute... No wonder I couldn't read his face when he asked me who I liked... And he wasn't happy after he found out me and Webbs were together... 

Its all clear now...

 *Not rlly P.O.V. anymore*

Louie shot out of bed, a determined look on his face. Solemn, but still determined. He went to the closet and thudded a suitcase on his bunk.  

As he was busy folding hoodies and placing them carefully into the suitcase, Webby ran in, gleefully. Her face dropped when she saw what Louie was doing.

"No, Louie, what are you doing," She rushed. She had hopes he wasn't-

"Running away. You can come too!" He had started the sentence with a frown, but when he addressed Webby, a slight twinkle was in his eye. 

"Why?" Webby asked. "What's wrong?" She sat on the bunk that had the briefcase on it.

Louie sighed and showed Webby his phone. In the bright light, you could make out what Louie had posted if you looked at Webby's eyes. Her expression was similiar to Louie's when he first saw it. 

"He doesn't like our being together. At all." Louie hung his head low and continued to pack. Webby left the room quietly, and Louie looked back. 

As he finished packing, he shut his suitcase. He put on a pair of flashy sunglasses and went down to the foyer. He saw Scrooge had left his wallet on the table. He looked around anxiously, and tucked it into his hood's pocket.  Im sure scrooge won't need it. I have more pressing matters anyways.. But what if he thinks someone stole i-

Louie ran to the kitchen, grabbed a paper towel, and ran back. He pulled out a pen and wrote on the towel-      Sorry, Uncle Scrooge. Needed your 7th credit card.

He folded the paper towel and slid it into the wallet again. He then picked up his suitcase, and went to the front door. He was almost out when he heard-

"WAIT!!!"

Cliffhanger-ish??? Don't worry, im about to finish the next chapter.