The triplets were playing on the living room floor. They were four years old. They didn't have a lot of toys but that didn't bother them, They all had their special toys. Huey has a stuffed bear,Dewey has a stuffed tiger, and Louie has a stuffed Monkey that's also a blanket. They were playing for a while then they started talking.
"Hey my friend at daycare said that His grandma is his mom"Huey said.
"How did that happen?"little Louie asked.
"His mommy and daddy didn't want Him so His grandma adopted Him."Huey answered.
"Like unca Donald?"Dewey asked.
"Yeah accept He calles His grandma Mom"Huey said.
"That's weird"Louie said.
"Then why do we call unca Donald well unca Donald?"Dewey asked.
"I don't know"Huey said.
"Boys!"Donald called "Its time for bed, put away your toys"He said.
"But unca Donald"Dewey wined.
"No buts, you got to play enough today"He said "There's a whole other day tomorrow for you to play".
"Ok, Goodnight Unca Donald"Dewey said hugging his uncle.
"Goodnight, I'll be in in a minute to tuck you in"He said.
Afterward Donald walked in and tucked the boys into bed and kissed each one on the forehead "Goodnight Louie", "Goodnight Dewey", "Goodnight Huey".
"Goodnight dad"Huey said.
"Um Huey you know I'm not you dad right?"Donald asked.
"Yes, But you're just like a Dad to me"He said.
Donald smiled at His nephew but then He thought about how Della could still come back. If She did, She'd want the boys back. Donald had to keep that's thought in His head He would never want to hurt them but when it comes down to it they're Dellas kids. "She might be dead"He thought to himself . Donald hates to think that way but after four years they're His kids right? Donald stopped Himself "Stop they are Dellas kids, Dellas!"He thought to Himself.
"That's sweet Huey"He said "But let's stick with Uncle Donald"He said.
"Ok goodnight unca Donald"He said.
"Goodnight Huey."