Ok here you guys go. I have finally got a chapter for you but warning: This is a very unnecessarily detailed chapter.
It was the day of the gender reveal for Dew and Webs new baby.
Webby: "Ok I wonder what our peeps have got in store for the gender reveal."
Dewey: "Probably a..."
Webby: "No! I wanna be surprised. Don't say it!"
Dewey: "Ok Webs, chill."
Webby: "Sorry."
Dewey: "I know your just excited."
Webby: "I call the bathroom!!"
Dewey: "Ah come on!!"
*insert spongbob narrater voice*
Two Hours laterWebby finally walked out of the bathroom with her hair down into curls, and makeup that stood out but wasn't too much, her lips were a light plump pink with silver glittery eye shadow on and light pink blush. She had on a bold pink dress that melts into a gorgeous cotton candy pink for the flowing skirt. (It's hard to explain, just look at the picture at the end.)
Dewey: "Wow you look......wow, you look beautiful. I feel like I am falling in love with you all over again. "
Webby: *starts to tear up* "Dewey. I just did my makeup" *she ran over to the bed Dewey was sitting on and gave him a hug.*
Dewey: "I have been waiting for this day ever since we knew you were pregnant."
Webby: "It feels like a dream come true. Starting a family with the love of my life with jobs that we both love. I feel like we have the perfect life." (We gotta admit that we all wish we had a perfect adventurous Ducktales life, having fun adventures with our family and friends, going on magical quests, being able to do anything! Anyways back to story)
Dewey: "It's perfect as long as your in it."
Webby: "Seriously Dewey I just did my makeup and your making me tear up."
Dewey: *tears up* "I'm sorry. It's just how did I get so lucky to marry and start a family with the most beautiful, funny, brave, smart, courageous girl like you?"
Webby: "And how did I get lucky to marry the most funny, brave and sweetest boy in the world."
They start to kiss for a few seconds then Webby noticed the time on the alarm clock.
Webby: *gasps* "CRAP!! DEWEY THE TIME! YOU NEED TO GET READY."
Dewey: "OH CRAP!! Ok I'm gonna get ready, we still have an hour for us to get ready and head out."
Webby: "Ok you get dressed and I'll be downstairs getting coffee."
Dewey: "Webs be careful and don't fall your pregnant."
Webby: "I'M FINE DEWEY. I'M PREGNANT NOT DIEING!"
Dewey: "Ok just be careful."
Webby: "Dewey go get ready!"
Dewey: "Ok babe."
Webby went down the stair case careful not to step or trip on her dress. She went downstairs to get a cup of coffee and fix Dewey up a cup while Dewey went in the shower and washed with his eucalyptus men body wash and washed his hair with his shampoo, that he invented, call Dewey Dew shampoo, then he put on his Dewey Dew conditioner witch he also made. When he got out of the shower he decided to brush his teeth before getting dressed so he doesn't get toothpaste on his tux because he has been bad about that and Webby didn't like that because every day he gets his work shirts wet of toothpaste and he would always have to change shirts while she stain sticks them and washes them every morning. After brushing his teeth he combed his hair to keep it good before getting dressed, then he would put his hair gel in after getting dressed. He wore a light baby blue tuxedo with a white dress shirt under the tuxedo coat with a red and blue flora design inside, and a blue checkered bow tie. When he was done and dressed, he put on his Dewey Dew hair gel, witch he also invited because we all know how much he loves his hair, and he brushed his hair back into like an Elvis hairdo then sprayed his "You Dew You" cologne on him. When Dewey was finally ready he went downstairs and was met by a freshly made coffee cup made by his wonderful wife.
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