Ducktales: Webbigail Anais VanderQuack-Duck

Intro:

It was a quiet and calm day at Duckburg Academy four young ducklings were having a hushed conversation.

"I wonder what our next adventure is going to be." A young duckling named Webbigail 'Webby' VanderQuack stated as her friends the Duck triplets; Huey, Dewey and Louie just shrugged their shoulders. Not listening to their young friend

"Okay class, so since your history teacher; Dr. Crackshell- Cabrera is having your class do family trees, I thought that we could do a little family based project ourselves. So, Mr. McDuck was generous enough to buy DNA test kits for everyone." Their science teacher Dr. Gyro Gearloose told them his gaze lingering on the four ducklings a half second too long.

"You might just find out something out you never you knew." Shuffling the papers on his desk when Webby raised her hand

"Dr. Gearloose?" She inquired normally she would have called him 'Gyro' but he had a strict rule that when he was their teacher he was 'Dr. Gearloose'.

"Yes, Ms. VanderQuack?" He inquired not looking at her as he started to grade papers.

"Are these projects mandatory?" She inquired softly as she twiddled her fingers.

"Ms. VanderQuack, will you and the Ducks please stay after class." He instructed

"Nice going, Webbigail." Hissed Louie, sure he liked Dr. Gearloose, but he didn't enjoy staying after class.

Webby sighed; she shouldn't have asked that question.

"Dr. Gearloose, is it really necessary for Huey, Dewey and Louie to stay after with me?" hoping that they wouldn't have to.

"I suppose not, if they prefer to walk to Mr. McDuck's office after class." He answered with a shrug

Webby blinked and pulled out a notebook and wrote down 'My family tree' listing two names; hers and her granny Benita Beakley.

"Hey, Webby, why are their only two names on your family tree?" Dewey inquired a bit louder than necessary as the rest of the class turned to face them.

"I-it's a rough draft." Webby lied quickly hoping that he bought it, her voice shaking and hands quivering as she felt the eyes of her peers and friends bore into her. Quickly getting out of her chair she scrambled to the front door.

"Ms. VanderQuack, I haven't dismissed you, please return to your seat." Dr. Gearloose instructed her.

Webby was already out the door and didn't hear him all she could hear was her heart beating too fast and her irregular breathing.

"Come on Webby, just calm down. He didn't know, they don't know." She repeated the phrase to herself as a mantra and found herself walking as if in a haze to her locker and getting her stuff and through the front entrance of the school. She was at the front door of the money bin when she realized that she had ditched school. Her phone rang and she noticed that Louie was calling.

"Louie?" She inquired even though she knew who it was.

"Webby, where are you? Dr. Gearloose is worried about you, you left class so abruptly." Concern laced his voice

"I'm at the money bin; tell Dr. Gearloose I'm sorry for leaving school." Webby's voice sound as far away as she felt. Suddenly a new voice appeared

"Webby? Are you okay? Do you need me to call Uncle Scrooge or your granny?" The collisions of concerns belonged to Huey.

"No, please don't call them. I just…need some time to clear my head, I'll be fine. I'll see you guys at home. Don't worry, I'll be fine." Not quite sure if she was trying to convince them or herself.

With a deep breath, she walked into the money bin and into Scrooge McDuck's office, where he was sitting there on the phone.

"I don't know Benita; I have Donald staking out the pier, just stay there in case she decides to go home. I'll let you know if I see her. Well there are only a few places she would have gone, the manor, the pier or here at the money bin." Luckily for Webby he was facing away from her, however he could see her through the reflection of the window.

"Benita, she's here at the money bin. Don't worry; yes I'll let her know. I better call Fenton and Gyro that she's here at the money bin. I'll bring her home when I'm done at the office."

Webby stood behind Scrooge and listened to him speak to her grandmother, with a roll of his eyes Scrooge replied

"Benita, I am more than capable of watching the lass, for a few hours."

Webby found herself standing nervously, suddenly feeling as if she didn't belong in the room. A room that she had been in many times, nervously she shuffled her feet standing in place.

"I'm sorry, Mr. McDuck." Webby suddenly blurted out

"What are you sorry for, Webby dear?" Scrooge inquired not looking up from his newspaper