Chapter 1
Louie's pov
"It's not my fault!" I hear a strange voice say.
It's fogged up.
I cry out in pain as my head pounds against me.
I know I'm weak. I know I'm dying.
I take a shaky, hitched breath as much as I can. Trying and failing to not sound like I'm gasping for air.
Someone runs to my side.
Someone has been at my side.
I feel someone gently running their hand through my hair.
My eyes burn so I can't open them.
Tears fall down my cheeks.
Someone has been holding my hand the whole time and now they are talking to the other person.
I can't make out who they are, or what they are saying.
I know who they are though.
The door creaks open.
There's the slight clicking of shoes. High heals.
I hear some muffled whispers then a loud cry.
What's happening?
Will someone help me? I hurt.
Someone...telling me..."Get up! Get up! Please get up!" But I can't.
Then, everything blurs.
"Louie!" I hear. I sit up and look around.
A dream. Of course.
"Louie it's time for breakfast! You've been asleep FOREVER! Good dreams?" Dewey winks.
Not at all.
"Uh...not exactly." I admit.
"Oh. Then I bet you were just tired. Come on! We have the fair to get to!" Dewey jumps off my bed where he has been bouncing and he pulls me out of bed.
"There was no need for that." I frown.
"You would have gone back to sleep! I'm not gonna let that happen! Now quick! Let's go downstairs and make sure neither of us gets Huey as our buddy for today." Dewey jokes.
"Yeah. I don't think I want to hear about what all could go wrong everywhere." I smirk.
Dewey drags me behind him and dashed down the stairs.
"Morning Webby!" Dewey shouts sliding into the room.
"Hi Dewey!" Webby replies.
"Where's Huey?" I ask.
"Huey just left the room to complain that the pancakes aren't gluten free. And complain about the lactose in the stuff." Webby rolls her eyes.
"Sounds like Huey. We couldn't ever keep milk around!" Dewey cries.
"Bleh! Who would want to?" I stick out my tongue.
"You hate every food!" Dewey tells me.
I shrug. I sit down and start eating some pancakes.
I put my fork down and get on my phone.
"Don't like them?" Dewey nudges me mouth full of pancakes.
I smile.
"cliché." Dewey smirks.
I walk into the kitchen and start some bacon in the microwave.
"Hello Louie." Duckworth suddenly appears.
I freak out and drop my phone.
"Duckworth! You are a ghost! Don't sneak up on me!" I yell.
"Sorry. Now why are you cooking? You have pancakes on the table." Duckworth asks.
"I like bacon better. Pancakes are gross. Most anyways." I shrug.
Duckworth sighs. "You need to eat the meal placed in front of you. Don't cook anything else next time." Duckworth warns.
"Fine." I mumble.
I finish cooking the bacon and walk back into the dining room to eat it.
My pancake plate is totally clean.
"Dewey, what happened to my pancake?" I ask.
"I ate it. You didn't want it!" Dewey argues.
"Relax. I don't care." I sit down again.
I eat the bacon and lazily leave my plate on the table.
"Let's go!" Dewey jumps up and down shaking me.
"Uh Dewey. We just ate!" I complain grabbing at my stomach which his shaking has disturbed.
"Right. Sorry. Let's go find Huey!" Dewey dashes off pulling me behind.
I'm starting to wonder if he has adhd.
"Huey!" Dewey shouts barging into Huey's room without asking.
"Knock brother! What is it?" Huey asks.
"ITS THE DAY OF THE FAIR!" Dewey jumps up on him his eyes glowing.
"I am aware of that." Huey pushes Dewey off and stands back up from Dewey knocking him down.
Dewey stands back up and starts pulling Huey to the door.
"Louie, isn't it your turn to deal with Dewey?" Huey grumbles.
"Nuh uh! I'm the youngest! I can't be responsible for my favorite sibling." I smirk at Huey.
Huey frowns and turns red with anger.
"Yay!" Dewey cheers hearing this.
"Come on Louie! I know you want to go unlike Huey here who doesn't know how to have fun!" Dewey gets the memo.
"I know how to have fun! And if I get one of you as my fun fair buddy, we will have the most fun! Let's go find out who's with who!" Huey runs downstairs.
Dewey and I smirk and Dewey drags me behind him again.
We arrive downstairs to see Uncle Scrooge assigning teams.
"Donald will be with Beakly as the adult team, Huey and Webby as team bear and Dewey and Louie as team lion." Uncle Scrooge tells us.
Donald and Beakly are upset but the rest are happy.
Dewey is just a bit jealous that Huey gets to spend the whole time with Webby, but he's happy we are together.
"Let's go now so we can start our day! We will go over the rules when we get there!" Uncle Scrooge tells us.
Dewey groans and I make a face at the mention of rules.
"Hold up! We are in our pajamas!" Huey points out.
"Hurry and change." Uncle Scrooge deadpans.
We all rush upstairs but Dewey pulls me aside.
"I was just about to pull you aside! What's up?" I ask.
"I was wondering if we should bring spirit items?" Dewey shrugs.
"I have a better idea! We dress the exact same and have the same hair style!" I jump up and down which I never do.
"Uh...ok?" Dewey blinks.
"No! You don't get it! There's an app that can double us! We can use it at the fair at all the attractions today!" I explain.
"Why? We already are identical." Dewey frowns.
"Don't you see? We split up so we can win faster and use the app to make it look like we stayed together! Since we have to take a picture to prove we were at each attraction, we can use the app to make it look like we were! Get it yet?" I explain further.
"Oh! Awesome idea! Let's do it!" Dewey cheers.
"Let's wear something different than our normal colors so people won't know which is which." I tell him.
"Ok! Let's wear black! The tee-shirts we got from youth camp!" Dewey suggests.
"Good idea! Let's do that now. And sadly, we have to mess up our hair." I say dramatically.
"We can rock boy-band hair!" Dewey glows with excitement.
"Put loads of gel and ruffle our hair messily? Ugh." I groan.
"If you say yes I'll give you 5 dollars." Dewey pleads.
"Deal! I also have Fast passes by the way. I used our dear uncle's credit card." I smirk.
"Awesome!" Dewey yells and runs off to get ready.
After about 10 minutes, we come out and get downstairs.
"It took you guys forever! Let's get going now!" Webby grins.
She and Huey already have matching tee-shirts with bears on them and a motto.
How and why did they come up with that?
And why were we given these animals as teams?
When we are in the car, Uncle Scrooge decides to go over rules.
"Rule one, you must not separate!" Uncle Scrooge shakes his cane at us.
Dewey and I smirk at each other.
"Rule two, you must take a picture of you on or getting on the ride if they don't allow phones. Post more pics to the group for extra credit." Uncle Scrooge tries to talk cool.
"Where did he learn that stuff?" I whisper to Dewey who starts laughing.
"Rule three, don't eat a whole bunch before going on rides. I know food places are on your list of attractions, but you need to be smart about your food schedule." Uncle Scrooge looks at Dewey and I.
"I don't know which one is which of you, but no dumb stuff!" Uncle Scrooge gives us a look.
"So we get a soda first thing?" Dewey and I say together trying to confuse him on which one is which.
"Whatever. Just get out. We are here! Wear your wrist bands at all times. Those are your passes in." He explains.
"But not fast passes." I whisper to Dewey who nods.
"I will judge and keep charge of everything. The oldest of the group will take the emergency communicator Incase you lose your phones or something. Ready, set, go!" Uncle Scrooge hollers.
Huey and Webby race off as well as the adult team.
Dewey and I walk.
We have plenty of time.
We agree to meet at the twirly swing in the air thingy after two rides.
Dewey is gonna tackle the extreme stuff while I did low key things.
I walk over to a merry go round and take a ton of pictures of me riding the ride.
I then head to the bumper cars and complete those.
I didn't like them.
I finally walk to the swing thingies.
"Hey Dewey! How were you attractions?" I ask him.
"Great! You should really have come on the super puke rollercoaster! No one puked though. It was slightly disappointing." Dewey frowns.
"Eww. No. I'm glad. Let's get on this ride." I tell him.
We use our fast pass and get on.
Huey and Webby just happen to be here too.
"Hey guys! Your second attraction too? These lines are so long!" Webby exclaims.
"Maybe for you." I mutter.
"H-hey guys. How's it going?" Dewey stutters.
I nudge him and he straightens up.
"We have 5 attractions done counting this one." I brag.
"Really? How? Name them!" Huey asks.
"The super puking rollercoaster, the merry go round, the sky shoot, and the bumper cars." Dewey lists.
"I'm surprised you got Louie on the rollercoaster and sky shoot! I can see you getting him into bummer cars but those? Crazy! Even this ride is pushing it. How did you do it?" Huey questions.
The ride starts slowly lifting us into the air.
I start to freak out.
It's getting a bit high.
"Maybe this one was pushing it." Dewey tells them as they turn back around and sit properly on the swing.
"Will it ever stop going up?" I whisper.
Dewey hears and places his hand on my shoulder.
"You ok?" He asks me.
"I guess. I just don't exactly like how high up this ride is going. What if we fall?" I worry.
"You are sounding like Huey! Huey just wants to mess with your mind to keep us from doing things! That's uncool." Dewey glares at Huey even though he can't see.
"Ok fine. Maybe I'm pretty scared. Mainly cuz WE HAVEN'T STOPPED GOING UP!" I yell.
Dewey looks down and his eyes sparkle. I know he loves it.
"Well, we are kinda up here now." Dewey shrugs.
"Thanks a lot." I frown.
All of a sudden, the ride starts spinning around in circles.
I scream and grab hold of Dewey.
He laughs.
"Louie it's ok! We finally started moving! Isn't it fun!" Dewey smiles.
I can't ruin it for him so I suck it up and close my eyes.
Once we get back to the ground, I jump for joy and rush out of the place.
"Let's split up again and meet to do rides together every two rides. Let's meet at the rocking rollercoaster next?" Dewey suggests.
"Fine. Let's just hurry up and get everything done!" I agree.
I go to play a carnival game then to see a magic show.
I walk into the magic show that I only picked because of air conditioning and seating and sit down.
Uh oh.
I see something that will affect our plan.
Something crazy and shocking.
Something that almost gave me a heart attack yet is comforting to see in a strange place filled with strangers.
I pull out my phone and call Dewey.
"Dewey, we have a problem."
A/N
Hey y'all! This is my first story Please review and tell me how I did! This is a multi chapter story, so I will work on getting those other chapters up as soon as possible. Wanna tell me if you see the words bold and huge too? I just did when I was writing it so I was wondering. I WILL NOT be writing Scrooge's accent because I'm to lazy. Lol. I hope y'all enjoyed it! Btw, Louie is my fav so he might sometimes have longer chapters. Lol. Dewey's pov in the next chapter so we will continue to see how team lion cheats! I'll see y'all then!