What if the triplets were twins? Let's test this out. First of a three-shot.
Chapter 1- Huey and Dewey
"Be careful!" Huey yelled after Dewey.
"You never let me do anything I want," Dewey grumbled, slowing down.
"We're going into this completely blind Dewey, we have to be careful. Great discoveries aren't made recklessly!"
"That's exactly how great discoveries are made!"
"If we approach this methodically we can get a lot done today and come back tomorrow and do more!"
"Everything you just said was so boring that I stopped listening and look, I found a cool rock!"
"Good job, let me just record this rock in the Junior Woodchuck guidebook-"
"Nope! No recording, no guidebooks, just adventuring!" Dewey slapped the guidebook out of Huey's hand. Huey gave him a look, bent down, and picked it up, dusting it off slowly.
"You know that's not going to happen."
"It was worth a shot. But I call dibs on this cool rock so you can't write it down."
"Just let me see it, please?"
"Fine..." Dewey passed it over.
"Dewey, this is a fossil, you have to let me record this. You know what this means?"
"Dinosaurs are alive?!"
"Probably not! But we could potentially find more fossils."
"That sounds really boring too, actually. I just want to keep my cool rock and find more cool rocks."
"That's what looking for more fossils would be."
"Yeah, but I bet if we do it your way we won't run into any dinosaurs."
"If we do it your way we probably won't run into any dinosaurs either. This isn't Jurassic Park."
"That would be so cool though. Huey! Do your boring studying thing and figure out if we can recreate Jurassic Park."
"We can't do that."
"Why not?! What's the point of science if we can't bring dinosaurs back to life?"
"There's a lot of good to science if you'd just listen instead of interrupting me every two minutes to tell me that I'm boring."
"I wouldn't interrupt you every two minutes if you weren't boring every single minute. Why can't we just explore and have fun?"
"This is fun! This is how I have fun, Dewey."
"Okay, why don't you go have fun with your research and your guidebook and I will go look for dinosaurs!"
"We're not supposed to split up, Uncle Donald said so."
"That's stupid."
"Maybe so, but it's the rules."
"Rules are stupid! We could rule the world! We could find dinosaurs!"
"We cannot find dinosaurs because dinosaurs are not alive anymore. If we were meticulous and careful, we could possibly find dinosaur fossils, maybe even bones."
"You are such a buzzkill," Dewey said, crossing his arms and glowering at Huey. Huey shrugged.
"I'm having fun. Let's go!"
"Finally, we've stood here staring at this stupid rock forever!"
"I thought it was a cool rock."
"It was cool, and then you started talking about it." Huey rolled his eyes. He never let his brother's complaints get to him. He knew that he and Dewey just had different interests, and Dewey just got frustrated that Huey wasn't going to let Dewey drag him around recklessly.
"What do you want to do?" Huey asked.
"Dinosaurs?"
"That's not possible."
"Let's go to the train tracks and try to jump a train!" Dewey suggested.
"Why would we do that?!" Huey asked, incredulous.
"So we could be a part of a black and white mystery where we find the killer/train robber and we are applauded as heroes and given first-class access to the train forever because we're heroes, however, we'll keep sneaking on because it's more fun that way." Huey opened his mouth in stunned silence.
"How did you come up with that?"
"I had a premonition."
"So, a dream. You know, scientifically, dreams don't predict the future."
"You're hopeless." Huey rolled his eyes again.
"And also, you know that the world has never. ever been in black and white, right? That's just on tv." Dewey hesitated like he hadn't known, and Huey whistled.
"Okay, wow, didn't know I would be breaking that news to you today." Dewey grabbed Huey suddenly and shook him.
"Huey, be super honest with me and don't try to spare my feelings, you're a nerd, tell me for a fact, is anything on tv real?!" Huey paused.
"Well, yeah, stuff on tv is real-"
"Oh thank goodness!"
"-The news, and documentaries, and some of the History channel..."
"Noooooo!" Dewey dramatically fell to the ground and started naming off franchises, bidding Huey to tell him if they were real or not. Huey took his responsibility of older brother and nerd very seriously. So he meticulously broke his younger brother's heart.
Dewey looked totally crushed afterward, and Huey felt kind of bad.
"Listen, Dewey, just because a bunch of silly shows and movies aren't grounded in reality doesn't mean cool stuff doesn't happen. Do you know what is real? Volcanoes, undiscovered deep sea abominations, and," Huey hesitated, "the potential to one day maybe bring back dinosaurs."
"Wait, you mean it, you think it's possible?"
"I think that maybe one day, maybe in our lifetime, science might advance far enough to bring back dinosaurs. But it would take a lot of research and science, a lot of trial and error. It would take a really long time, and it would be a very academic process that we would most likely not be apart of, except maybe as spectators." Dewey stared at him blankly, vaguely disappointed, the wheels turning in his head.
"Are there any volcanos near us?"
"No, and let's be clear that we cannot ever, ever jump into a volcano."
"Booooooooo," Dewey harrumphed.
"Sorry." Huey wasn't sorry about that.
"What about those undiscovered deep sea abominations?"
"We can do that," Dewey jumped in celebration before Huey continued, "one day, after strenuous training and research-"
"Why can't you just do things? Why can't you just jump into things and onto trains?"
"Because when you leap before you look you break your ankles." He wasn't just making this up, Dewey had actually broken both his ankles.
"The past is in the past."
"That was two months ago! You literally just healed from that. It's like you don't learn from the past!"
"You don't live in the present," Dewey pointed out, huffing.
"Fine, I'll live in the present! Let's go do something!"
"Great, finally, thank you! Adventure!" Huey didn't want to break his ankles, but he had promised his brother.
"Adventure!" He echoed half-heartedly.
"Huey, Dewey, dinner!" Uncle Donald called. Dewey glared daggers at Huey for a few seconds before jumping up.
"Oh well, adventure tomorrow."
I'm trying to decide if I'm going to tackle Huey and Louie or Louie and Dewey next, I'm thinking Huey and Louie because I really want to showcase how each brother balances each other out, to the point where you really need the three and the relationship and plot are wrecked with only two. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, I hope to churn out a lot more Ducktales fanfics before the show returns in September!