Flashback: Fights
Huey's pov
Dewey and Louie have always been super close.
I sometimes feel left out, but I know either one of them would immediately be by my side if I needed, or just wanted them there.
Since last week though, Dewey and Louie have been fighting.
Louie went to his friend's house to a party on the same night Dewey had some kind of event that Louie and him were going to attend together.
Dewey said Louie couldn't just go and leave him on a night they had been planning and Louie...oh let me just do a flashback.
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Louie was packing his bags and talking to me one week ago.
"Hey Louie! Are you ready for tonight?!" Dewey came in cheering.
"Almost! I just gotta pack a few more things." Louie replied.
"Wait, why are you packing bags to go beat the Stepson twins in a contest to see which set of brothers knows each other better?" Dewey asked Louie.
He was sorta acting like I wasn't there.
"What's that?" Louie raised his eyebrows.
"I told you about this a while ago! At our video game-off!" Dewey frowned.
"Uh...I'm gonna go hangout with Stephanie, Trena, and Sam tonight." Louie shrugged.
"Are there maybe any guys going? I'd feel better if you had guys there. Also, did Uncle Donald approve of you going and sleeping over with only girls?" Dewey questioned.
"Ugh. Gender doesn't matter. I just told Uncle Donald I was having a sleepover at Sam's." Louie huffed.
"Sam is a girl. We've known her a long time. How did Uncle Donald not know that was that Sam? You did give him the address and parents numbers like he requires, right?" Dewey got up in Louie's face.
"I did. Thank you Lena." He smirked.
"You gave him Lena's number?! Did she answer the call questions well?" Dewey gasped.
"Duh. She has some great impressions." Louie laughed.
"Oh no no no no no, that's wrong." Dewey shook his head roughly.
"Dewey, give Louie a break. He always does stuff with you." I butted in.
"You don't understand, Huey. Louie had already agreed to go up against these total jerks we've had problems with every time we do something fun together. If we won, I might feel like I can actually accomplish things and be better than bullies." Dewey stared at the ground.
"Well if I go and hangout with my friends, I will feel like I actually have some friends other than y'all. I can never make my own decisions because I'm the youngest. This is my first sleepover! That changes now." Louie glared at Dewey.
"Fine. You go throw yourself blindly into danger and see how that works for you." Dewey growled.
"You do that all the time! What's the difference?!" Louie shouted.
"This is with a whole bunch of girls. I have no idea what their intentions are for you!" Dewey yelled back.
"Again, you run around with Webby all the time! Locked doors and all. Do you not think Huey and I are suspicious? You are the daredevil!" Louie huffed.
"Uh...well...maybe I'm not innocent, but my baby brother is. I'm just trying to protect you!" Dewey shouted back.
Of course Dewey has pulled stunts.
Why else would he be running off with Webby?
It's not like he's trying to solve a deep, dark, emotional secret or something.
This is Dewey we were talking about.
I tried to hold back tears at these thoughts.
It was hard though.
I instead turned over on my side and let a few tears run down my face.
"It doesn't sound like I'm the one that needs protecting." Louie rolled his eyes.
He then did something unexpected.
He pounced on Dewey in a hug.
"Thanks for caring. I know you mean well. Keep your phone close by incase I wanna text you. I'm the one that should be worried about you." Louie whispered.
"Woah woah woah. You can't just randomly hug me and start being nice! I can take care of myself. I'm gonna make whatever decisions I want to. So if I wanna $$$$ with Webby, I will." Dewey cussed.
Louie gasped and I sobbed.
It seemed like we swapped roles.
"What would Uncle Donald say if he found out?! Or even any of our relatives?!" Louie said shakily.
"I don't care. I'm gonna do whatever I want. You don't stop me. What would they say if you went to go SLEEPover with all those girls?" Dewey emphasized.
"I'm not you. I have better judgement. I don't do things close to what you are thinking." Louie shot back quickly.
"Yeah right. Whenever you 'take a long shower', we can hear you." Dewey yelled.
"Shut up!" Louie blushed.
This was getting ridiculous.
"Oh so now I'm wrong? Now saying that is wrong? If you are right, then I'm right." Dewey made no sense in his words.
"Well you involve other people with you! I only have me. It's not affecting anyone else!" Louie threw his hands in the air.
"I don't even understand what you are saying!" I whispered into my pillow.
"If this is so personal and private, why are we arguing about this?!" Dewey asked.
"I don't know! You got upset with me for having a sleepover with my friends! So what if they are the opposite gender?" Louie sighed.
"You know it's wrong! You gave Uncle Donald Lena's phone number when he wanted to call Sam's parents. You knew he wouldn't approve!" Dewey pointed out.
"Well you know that Uncle Donald wouldn't approve at all when you have your, how do you say it? Oh yeah. SLEEPovers with Webby." Louie mocked Dewey.
"What we do behind locked doors should be kept a secret from now on. Deal?" Dewey finally sighed.
"No! You brought this up! I would have only had assumptions if you hadn't confirmed my thoughts. Now I know what is really going on and I kinda don't wanna know." Louie shook his head in disgust.
"You act like a girl. I bet that you wanna be a girl and that's why you are going over." Dewey decided.
"What?! No! There aren't 'guy things' or 'girl things' there are just, things." Louie rolled his eyes again.
"No. There are some different things." Dewey gestures to a certain place.
"You are disgusting." Louie told Dewey and he walked over to me.
"Bye Huey. Sorry you have to get left with that disgusting, horrible creature." Louie glared at Dewey.
Louie hugged me and left the room slamming the door.
A few seconds later, I heard slight whimpers.
"Dewey?" I asked walking over to him.
He ran over and wrapped his arms around me, looking for comfort as he sobbed.
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Dewey and Louie are still fighting.
It's a week later!
There are cuss words flying around, hurtful comments, and even some violence.
It's a horrible place at home right now.
"Ugh. Huey, when will Louie stop fighting with my boyfriend? He did nothing wrong." Webby sighs.
"Your boyfriend?! When did this happen?!" I gasp.
"A while ago. Has Dewey not told you? I just want him to be happy. Louie has to stop." Webby crosses her arms.
"Louie? Louie?! LOUIE?! This is not Louie's fault. From what I've heard, you and Dewey aren't so innocent, are you? You wouldn't want that getting out, would you?" I ask.
"What?! Who said anything like that?" Webby nervously laughs.
"Dewey. When Louie and him were fighting. You are disgusting." I spit.
"What?! Oh yeah. That's agreement. Uh...it's all Dewey's fault anything ever happened with me and him. He just told me he wanted to 'show me how special I am to him' one day and whatever you heard about, happened." Webby argues.
She then giggles and blushes thinking about whatever her and my brother did.
"I'm pretty sure I remember you starting the special battle because you were making out in the living room in front of us during a movie one time!" I stick my tongue out in disgust.
It pains me to see/hear about Dewey doing anything of the such.
"Run-on sentence much? Yeah. I'll tell you exactly what happened and how the battle started. Not ended though. I'm fairly sure you don't wanna hear that." Webby points out.
"Please don't tell me that." I quickly answer.
"It started with that movie Louie made us watch. He's such a sap." Webby rolls her eyes.
"Don't talk bad about my brother!" I yell.
She sighs.
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"Ugh. This movie is so annoying." I growled.
Dewey had his arm around me and I was leaned into him.
"Want me to get you both a blanket to share and cuddle with too?" Louie had teased at the beginning of the movie.
"If Webby gets cold, I will just give her my jacket." Dewey smirked.
"That's sweet Dewey!" I giggled.
"You don't have a jacket." Louie sighed.
"Why do you think I wear two shirts?" Dewey smirked.
Louie had rolled his eyes and walked off.
We were half way through the movie when Dewey got board and decided to be affectionate.
He leaned over towards me looking for attention.
"Oh. So you're only affectionate when you are board? I always wanna show you affection to show you how much you mean to me." I whispered.
Dewey turned a bit pink.
"You mean a lot to me. I'm sorry if I make you feel otherwise." He apologized.
"Do you love me so much that you would kiss me right here despite the other two?" I asked him as I climbed up on his lap and straddled him.
I then leaned towards his ear and whispered, "Because I do..."
His face was so red.
"I-I would." Dewey stuttered.
I then pressed my beak up against his as one hand of mine went to his chest, and the other on his lower back.
Dewey seemed startled at first, but then kissed back.
"Eww!" Louie shouted.
Huey looked more upset than anything.
Probably upset at his brother.
He has also probably never been kissed.
"Your movie is doing it." I pointed out.
"Yeah, but that's my brother! Besides, that was a total make-out session!" Louie frowned.
"Movie night ruined." Huey looked down.
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"As you can see, it takes two." Webby tells me.
"You are 13. That's underage for anything you've pulled with Dewey!" I cry.
"Why are you crying? It's my and Dewey's decision. You don't get to make the decisions for us." Webby huffs.
"No! You don't get it! Dewey is my sweet, adorable, brother. He may be crazy sometimes, but that's part of him. He is still young and you need to realize that and not take advantage of him because he is easily deceived. I care about him a lot." I yell.
"Sounds like you are in love with him rather than me." Webby scoffs.
"What's this?" Uncle Scrooge frowns stepping into the scene.
I blush knowing I have to deal with this now.
"Why is everyone in this house fighting?! Also, what's this about Dewey?" Uncle Scrooge asks.
"I was telling Webby to be carful with my brother. I just wanna PROTECT him." I emphasize raising an eyebrow at Webby.
She huffs and rolls her eyes.
"Of course I 'protect' him! Do you think I'm stupid?" Webby growls.
"Break it up! I don't even know what this is about, but it has to stop. Everyone needs a house meeting." Uncle Scrooge calls.
Soon, we are sitting around the table for a meeting.
Silent, due to fear adults will find things out we don't want them to.
"There has been so much fighting! We need to have everyone talk, not yell or argue, things out. Dewey, Louie, please come up here." Beakly tells them.
Dewey and Louie walk up the the front of the room with arms crossed.
"Dewey, explain your side." Beakly orders.
After tons of their blabbing, Dewey and Louie are finally hugging and smiling again.
They even walk back to their seats with their arms around each other.
"Webby, Huey, your turn please." Beakly calls us.
Maybe I can zone this thing out too.
Webby starts talking about how I hate on her and Dewey together and I zone myself out.
"Huey, your turn please." Beakly claps in front of my face.
"Oh yeah. Uh...Webby is always hating on Louie. I decided to take up for him, and Webby then got upset with me." I shrug.
"I thought you would give your case better than that. Whatever though. Tell each other why you preformed the actions you did." Beakly commands us.
"I was very angry for you talking about my brothers that way and learning some 'things'. I just care about Dewey and Louie and I don't care who it is. I don't want anyone to say any thing even hinting to being negative about them." I share.
"That's nice." Webby deadpans.
"Webby, tell Huey what you felt when he preformed the certain actions he did." Beakly scolds.
"Fine. Huey, it makes me upset when you talk bad about Dewey and my relationship. I know you have probably never even had someone attracted to you, but there's no need to be jealous that your brother has someone." Webby smiles.
What?!
"Well, hug it out and sit back down. I don't have time for this. I'm not getting paid nearly enough for this." Beakly sighs.
Webby and I make a disgusted face and pretend to side-hug before going back to our seats and glaring at each other.
"Dismissed!" Beakly tells us.
"Huey, we're sorry for ignoring you and only paying attention to our fight. It was selfish." Louie says.
"It's fine, Louie. Dewey, we need to talk." I sternly tell him.
"I know." Dewey sighs.
"We've already talked about how Webby isn't good for him. Until Dewey can keep himself under control, one other person has to be around when Dewey and Webby are hanging out." Louie explains.
"It's a good plan. I'm sorry. I've betrayed your trust and made a wrong decision. A dangerous decision too." Dewey frowns.
"That's why we are here. We won't tell Uncle Donald unless it happens again. We can help you through this. You should have told us about these feelings before you acted on them though." I sigh.
"I realize that now. I'll tell you from now on. Now, I've missed fun triplet time. Wanna go hangout?" Dewey grins.
Louie and I nod and we all walk off together like normal.
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"So we need an excuse for running off and solving the Della mystery." I said.
"Yeah. We would get in BIG trouble if anyone, especially an adult, found that out." Webby agreed.
"We have to do something that they would assume in the first place. We already sorta have our relationship, why not make up a lie that we were sneaking out to...I don't know. You got an idea?" I turned to Webby.
"I do. You won't like it though. We'd get in less trouble for this, but we'd still be in trouble. We have to keep Della stuff a secret." Webby said firmly.
"I guess so. I think Huey and Louie need to know, but I know you have a reason for not telling them. What's your idea?" I asked hesitantly.
"This is awkward. Uh...tell them we were doing something they wouldn't like. Like...something not so clean and innocent." Webby hinted at her main idea while having blushes heavily.
I gasped.
"W-well...anything to keep the Della secret, a secret. Right?"
A/N
Hey! So this is a request by pinkiluvs2read. (I hope I got that right!) I know I was writing an edgy topic, and maybe you don't get some references, but I am still experimenting with my writing some. Please comment your favorite character for a chance to have their POV in one of my next stories. It's a special one! Also, you can vote in my poll. I think I am only updating every other day or so now because I am busy and stuff. Sorry. Thanks for reading!