(3rd P.O.V.)
"Please! Can you teach me?!" Webby whined.
"Webby, if you want to learn how to peel a banana perfectly, it can wait." Huey sighed, getting annoyed with Webby asking him about this.
"But I'm sooooo bored!"
"If you want to learn a useless skill, ask Louie. And if you're bored, make something for Louie."
"But I don't wanna hang out with Louie," She paused. "What does Louie even like aside from his phone?"
"Sweatshirts."
"Ooo! I'll make Dewey a sweater!" Webby ran to her room to get her knitting needles.
"Ok, have fun- wait, what?"
___________________In Webby's room___________________
Webby reached out for her blue yarn and her favorite knitting needles. He'll love this! She sped up her fingers but kept the same perfect "v" pattern the whole time. She even switched from a navy blue color to a sky blue color for the sleeves. "It's perfect!" She said to herself, a huge smile spread across her face. Now, to find Dewey.
Webby looked all over the mansion for him. Where is he? Webby started to get worried. She ran into the only room in the mansion that she hadn't inspected yet. The red guest room. It had that title because the comforter, pillowcases, carpeting and wallpaper were all different shades of red. There was a lump underneath the blanket.
"Dewey?"
"Huh? Webby?"
"What are you doing under there?"
"I'm reading."
"Wait, you're reading?"
"I- um- no." Dewey stuttered. Webby walked over and pulled the thick blanket off of him. Dewey was knitting a pink and purple sweater, which was for Webby.
"Were you making me a sweater?" Webby smirked. Dewey's face got red.
"No?" Dewey laughed nervously.
"Well that's a shame," Webby paused and revealed her sweater for Dewey. "I made one for you!" She smiled and tossed the soft, slightly oversized sweatshirt to Dewey.
"You even made it baggy! How'd you know?"
"You talk in your sleep." Webby said, creepily nodding her head to the side. Dewey's eyes grew wide in terror.
"Webby? You okay?"
"I'm kidding!" Webby laughed, fake punching Dewey.
"That's a relief."
"And, done!" Dewey looked down at the sweater he attempted to make, and immediately burst into laughter. One of the sleeves were larger than the other, the pink and purple colors made it look like a checkerboard, and the neck would go all the way up to Webby's beak.
"That's, um gre-"
"Webby, it's awful," Dewey said, sadly. "I can't wait to see you wear it!" He laughed and gave it to Webby.
"Fine. But only once, and only for you." They both put on the sweaters.
"Wow! This is amazing!" Dewey smiled.
"Wow. This is embarrassing, I will treasure it always." Webby said, sarcastically. Dewey grinned, in such a cheesy way it'd make you cringe.
Well, that's my first one shot! I hope you enjoyed it. It has slight Debbigail in it sorry for that. This wasn't requested by anyone it was just a quick sample of my writing. :P
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FanfictionThis story is on hold, I won't be able to write any more requests for a little while since school has started and i'm trying my hardest to finish drivers before the end of the school year. Hopefully i'll be able to write more one shots. DISCLAIMER:...
