Long Live the Evil Triplet

Chapter 7 - Love and War

Dewey had just about  enough of Luis. One day of evil Louie was just about enough. He couldn't stand another whole day!

Dewey knew for a fact that Luis didn't really like Webby.

Right?

Could it be that deep down Louie had had feelings for Webby that neither him nor Huey knew about?

Could Luis be protecting Louie with his feelings towards Webby too?

Luis can't have feelings for Webby.

He can't.

Luis doesn't know how to feel anything other then hate.

But if that was so, then why was he trying so hard to protect Louie from them? Maybe Luis did actually care about someone other then himself.

He looked back at Webby's closed door. He had wanted to clear the air with her. Give her a chance to explain what had happened yesterday afternoon. But after Luis emerged with that smug look on his face...

He had to do something about Luis, and for that, he needed Huey's help. Huey; no doubt, was just now climbing out of bed after a long night of staying awake. They had just enough time to briefly talk about grabbing the syringe themselves and stabbing Luis with it. But Huey had concluded that Luis would be way to smart for that.

Luis is way smarter then Louie. It had taken them days to figure out how to subdue Luis in the past before they finally were able to get Louie back. But it was tough, not just on them, but on Uncle Donald too.

Dewey knew that even if he wanted to tell him that Luis was back he'd didn't want his uncle to go through what Luis had put him through back then. Dewey shivered as he remembered the closet, the chains, the blood...

He still had the nightmares.

He was sure Huey has had them too.

If they didn't take care of Luis, then Dewey was sure they'd have a repeat of what had happened with the closet.

Dewey knew he couldn't let Webby in on this. Not now. Even if he was upset with her, his heart broken, he couldn't do that to his best friend.

He'd be putting her in danger and he'd never forgive himself if...

"Dewey?"

Dewey blinked and turned.

He hadn't realized Webby had opened the door.

He slowly started to back away from her as her eyes widen.

"Dewey." She whispered. She reached out a hand to him but Dewey had done raced back to his room and slammed the door.

Webby sighed deeply.

This was going to be a long day...

Dewey pushed his back up against the door of his room with his heart about to jump out of his chest, and his breathing became more rapid.

Huey glanced over at him as he put on a fresh red t-shirt and his Junior Woodchuck hat.

"What is it now?" He asked, almost irritably as he put his Woodchuck guide inside his hat. Dewey let the tone in Huey's voice slide, he himself was getting a bit irritable and agitated himself too.

"We can't let Luis get to Webby." Dewey told him.

Huey stared at him as Dewey explained what just happened and his own deduction reasoning with this whole mess they were in.

"You sure this isn't jealousy talking?" Huey asked, after he was finished.

Dewey glared at him.