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Huey x Violet

No, it's not a request. I just decided to write it. I hope it'll be charming, because that was the idea. I'm sorry for all the mistakes. I'm telling you, this story's gonna be a little longer. Enjoy reading!

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Louie POV

I got up because I heard a quiet cry over my bed. Crying? It was Dewey, or Huey? I climbed up quietly and looked at Dewey. He slept like a stone. I looked at Huey. I can't believe it! He was the one who cried! Why would he? Hiding something?

,,Hey Huey" I said in a soft voice. Huey wiped away the tears and looked at me with fear.

,,Oh...em...Louie, why don't you sleep?" He asked.

,,I could ask you the same thing." I said, right.

,,Em...I'm just...finishing my homework here!" he answered.

,,Huey. I heard you were crying. Why?" I asked a question.

,,Eh" he sighs. ,,It's about Violet."

I looked at him with surprise.

,,Go on" I said.

,,Well...ee...I like Violet and I don't know how to talk to her or..." Huey said, and I barely stopped laughing. Huey noticed that and looked at me annoyed.

,,Don't stress out like that!" I yelled. ,,You and Violet fit together."

Huey blushed and said:

,,Thanks, Lou."

,,But seriously, go to sleep." I said go down to my bunk.

I didn't hear Huey cry that night, so I was glad I helped him.

Dewey POV

At night, I dreamt that everyone said they hated me. It hurt. I woke up and heard Huey and Louie whispering on the top bunk. Did I feel so excluded? I think that's the right word. When Louie came down, I decided to pretend I was sleeping so he wouldn't think I was eavesdropping on them. Today I woke up first, about five minutes before Scrooge called us for breakfast. I woke the guys up because they were still asleep, and Louie was smiling through sleep.

,,Guys, get up!" I yelled, trying to wake them up.

,,Yeah, yeah!" Louie screamed, and then he woke up. ,,Oh, it's you, Dewey. I dreamt I was a billionaire."

Huey and I giggled.

,,Come on, breakfast." I said.

I took my blue t-shirt and changed, then I went downstairs where Scrooge, Dell, Donald and Webby were. My brothers came down after a few minutes. We had a quiet breakfast and I kept thinking about what my brothers were talking about.

,,Dewey!" said my mom ,,You're kind of weirdly quiet today"

,,I slept badly" I said, which wasn't really a lie.

,,Poor Dewey." Webby's sorry for me.

Huey POV

I got a little scared when Dewey said he slept badly. Did he hear me talking about Violet? Hope not! One brother who knows me enough. I left the table as soon as I ate. Louie ate soon after, and since Dewey was still there, I asked if he thought Dewey heard it.

,,Maybe not, but I think you could tell him." he said, shaking his shoulders.

,,What if he laughs at me?" I asked him.