Hey! I'm back, thanks to everyone who's reviewed, favourite and followed so far. Now, on with the next chapter.
See chapter 1 for the disclaimer.
As soon as the boys made it the short distance over the road to the park they instantly ran off in different directions.
Huey clambered onto the swings and starting swinging as high as he could possibly go.
Dewey started climbing the tall climbing frame, determined that this time he'd make it to the top.
Louie went onto the basket swing and started swinging on that.
After about five minutes Dewey made it to the top off the climbing frame and, with one hand held securely onto the ropes, pounded the air with the other hand. "Yes! I'm up, I'm up! HUEY! LOUIE! Look at me!"
Huey screeched to a stop, cupping his hands over his eyes as he looked up. "Wow! You made it!"
Louie carried on swinging, but managed to give a thumbs up as he did so which Dewey returned.
Huey jumped off the swing, calling up to his brother. "Hold on, I'll come up. Where's the best place to start?"
"Er…" Dewey stuck his tongue out and looked round the bottom off the climbing frame till his eyes rested on the same place he'd started from. "There!"
"Alright, gimme a minute…"
As Huey started climbing, Dewey kept an eye on him to make sure he wouldn't' fall. After all, Huey had never climbed this high before.
Meanwhile Louie had reached the highest his swing could go without doing a 360 and was looking out across the fields. Then he frowned and squinted. A small black animal was coming down the path, he couldn't see what if it was a dog or a cat, but he saw it go into a little foresty-patch.
Hearing a yelp, Louie immediately turned his head to see that Huey had slipped a little, but was still holding onto the ropes. Dewey was now climbing down to reach Huey.
Louie looked back across the fields. The dog/cat came out. He wondered where it's owner was, then looked back at his brothers. Dewey had his back to him and was clearly trying to coax Huey into climbing further up.
"Guys! I'm going out the park! Back in a minute!" He yelled and waited for a reply.
Huey and Dewey meanwhile looked at each other. "Was that Louie?" Huey asked, still clinging onto the rope.
Dewey nodded. "He'd probably just worried about us. You know what he's like. We're FINE!" He called back, before refocusing on his older brother.
Hearing the 'fine' Louie jumped off the swing and left the park. He saw the animal – which turned out to be a dog- was next to a tall hedge which ran around the park and, to top it off, it had found a burst ball from somewhere and was chewing it. "Hey doggie!" The dog stopped and looked at him, before running up to him with the ball in its mouth. "Wanna play?" Louie asked the dog, before gently taking the deflated ball from the dog's mouth and throwing it.
Meanwhile Huey had managed to climb up the frame a little bit.
"See. Told you, you could do it." Dewey said. Huey stuck his tongue out at him.
"Shut up Dewford."
Dewey laughed, before shielding his eyes with his hand ad looking out across the park. "Hey, can you see Louie?"
The eldest frowned before doing the same. "No…" He said slowly.
They looked at each other. "What did he say?" They said at the same time. "Well, I wasn't listening, I was to busy helping/listening to you!" They said together.
Dewey instantly started climbing sown. "C'mon! We have to find him!"
Being a bit more cautious about it Huey followed his brother. "Oh, Unca' Donald's gonna kill us." He said, going white.
"No he's not."
"Yeah he is! We were meant to stay together! Now we've lost Louie!"
Dewy by now had reached the bottom and waiting for his brothers said. "We havn't lost him, we just…don't know where he is."
Huey paused. "That's literally the def…def…def-i-ni-tion of lost, doofus!"
Dewey flapped his hands. "Well, we'll find him and then he won't be lost, will he? Now c'mon – this way!" And proceeded to run out the park.
"Dewey, wait! We don't know where to start!" Huey finally jumped down and ran after him.
He almost collided with Dewey who had stopped directly outside the entrance. "Ssh. Hear that?" Huey stopped, and listened. Sure enough he could hear laughter. Louie's laughter. The two elder brothers looked at each other before following the sound.
What they saw startled the slightly. Louie was directly behind the big hedge that ran around the park – which explained why they couldn't see him – and was in the middle of throwing a broken football for a small dog.
"Louie, what are you doing?" Huey asked.
Louie threw the ball again, the turned to face them. "Fetch." He said, simply, as the dog ran back to him.
Huey shook his head and checked his watch as Dewey said, angrily.
"What were you playing at!?"
"What 'cha mean?"
"We were worried about you!"
"Me? Why?"
"Er, cos you ran out the park and didn't tell us where you were going you stupid idiot!"
After throwing the ball once again, Louie folded his arms and glared at Dewey. "I did tell you!"
"Did not!"
"Did to!"
"Did NOT!"
"Did TO!"
"When?"
"When you were helping Huey! I said, back in a minute and you yelled fine! Remember?"
Dewey paused. Ah. So that had been what Louie had said. "We didn't hear you…"
"Why'd you reply then?"
"I dunno! Oh c'mon, let's just go home. I want some pizza and chips." Dewey kicked the ground.
"Okay. C'mon!" Much to his older brothers alarm Louie picked the dog up, who seemed quite happy with this and licked his face.
"You are not bringing that back." Huey said, immediately.
"We have to, it doesn't have an owner."
"Don't be stupid, it must have an owner."
Shuffling the dog in his arms Louie said, snarkliy. "What? The invisisbe man? Look 'round you, Hubert. There's no on here!"
Huey ad Dewey looked round, and much like the youngest had said, there was no one there.
"And I'm sure Unca' Donald wouldn't like us to leave a small doggy like this alone, would he? Plus it could be a guard dog till we get more locks!"
"Unca' Donald said he was getting the lock guy round tonight." Huey said, although he knew he was fighting a losing battle.
Sure enough Louie had a reply. "No sane lock guy is going to come out a six o clock at night, is he?"
Six O'clock! Huey groaned. They had to get back. "Fine! Bring the dog with us, just don't blame me when it all goes wrong!"
With that final word, Louie flashed a grin at him, and they all started back.