Series: A Dance Made for Two

The Waltz (ch 1-4), and more to come.

The Waltz: Get to know each other, ballroom-style.

Chapter 1: Llewelyn

Louie didn't expect to see the psychotic heir anytime soon, but less than a month after they first met, he made an unexpected appearance at the charity fundraiser the McDuck family was attending.

"Llewelyn."

"AHHH!" The green-suited duckling spun around, immediately glaring at the person behind him. "Don't sneak up on me like that. And how did you know THAT name?"

"I have my sources," commented Doofus Drake. He was dressed in a black suit with a pink shirt, and looked far too comfortable being out at a social gathering, considering he and his parents had avoided them in the past.

"You mean you got one of your parents to find out for you," said Louie, crossing his arms over his chest.

Doofus smirked, taking a step forward. "You are very smart, Llewelyn."

"Don't call me that," the youngest triplet ordered, his glare deepening. Behind them, the band began to play a slow, romantic tune.

"Alright," Doofus agree, grabbing Louie's hand unexpectedly. "But only if you agree to be my dance partner."

"Your dance partner?" Louie repeated, his voice tinged with suspicion.

Doofus pulled the shorter duck close, resting his free hand on the younger boy's waist. "Yes, for the rest of the night."

"The rest of the night!" Louie yelped. As Doofus began to swing him into a slow dance, he found himself grabbing onto the older boy's shoulder. "Wait, why are you leading!"

Doofus Drake went from being a reclusive heir, to a high society darling. The reporters couldn't get enough of him. And, of course, he made sure to snatch Louie up every single time there was dancing to be done. On that particular evening, Doofus was waiting by the snack table, keeping his eyes peeled for the arrival of his favorite triplet. It didn't occur to him that they may have arrived earlier than he did, and that he simply hadn't spotted them. In fact, he was just about to bite into a juicy finger sandwich when a certain someone approached him from behind.

"Doofus Drake. I should have known you'd be here."

Doofus' eyes landed on a blue suit jacket as he turned around. Ah, Louie's brother… the middle triplet, if he recalled correctly. "You must be Dewey Duck. It's a pleasure to see you again."

"The pleasure is all yours, I'm sure," Dewey snarked back, his eyes narrowed at the older duckling.

Doofus couldn't help but laugh. Now he remembered him properly. "Ah, yes, you're the funny one."

"Listen, Doofus, I don't know what your intentions are, but stay away from my brother," Dewey threatened, lifting off his heels in an attempt to seem bigger than he was.

How amusing, Doofus thought to himself. The smaller duck was as menacing as a kitten. Still, it would be fun to play along. "You don't want me to dance with your brother tonight?"

"Exactly," the blue-clad duck said, nodding.

"Then you're offering to be my dance partner," Doofus confirmed, smirking.

"Exact… Wait, WHAT?"

Doofus grabbed the middle triplet's hand, and pulled him close. He couldn't wait to see Llewelyn's face when he saw them dancing.

"So, what's happening?" Louie asked, adjusting his suit jacket as he came out of the bathroom. So far, he hadn't caught a single glimpse of his stalker, but he knew it was only a matter of time.

"Not much," Huey informed him. "But Dewey is dancing with Doofus for some strange reason."

"WHAT?!"

"Dewey… Doofus," a familiar voice announced. The pair turned to see Louie spinning Huey into a twirl, all the while glaring directly at the Drake heir. "Mind if we cut in?" After a sudden twist, Dewey found himself hand in hand with his older brother. Huey smiled weakly back at him as Louie dragged Doofus away.

"New rule. No more dancing with my brothers," Louie insisted, allowing Doofus to take the lead.

Doofus spun his partner, and dipped him low, smirking as he said, "Because it gets you jealous." He could have sworn the smaller duck's eyes flared, even as Louie's hand wrapped around his neck, pulling him close.

"Because if anyone in my family has to deal with your unique brand of crazy, it will be me," Louie hissed into his ear.

Doofus felt a shiver of want curl up his spine as he pulled his partner back up, and continued to lead him around the dance floor. Yes, he'd made the right choice for a future boyfriend. And Louie WOULD agree to be his boyfriend, someday.

Note: And I am now fully invested in this couple. I felt that Doofus needed a chance for redemption, so that's part of what this particular story is about.