Dewey looked at the door of his room and then looked over at Louie. The green triplet shrugged, not sure why his oldest brother had simply walked away like that. The middle triplet looked back at his uncle.
"Can I hold her?" He asked softly.
"Of course, she is yours and your brothers' kitten after all." Donald handed his middle nephew the small kitten, as it mewed softly. Dewey held Marshmallow carefully. "Be careful with her, she's really fragile."
"I will Uncle Donald." The blue clad duckling turned to face his younger brother. "She's so cute, isn't she Lou?"
"Yeah, I guess." He muttered.
"Come on Lou, say that to this face." Dewey held up the kitten, close to Louie's face. Marshmallow purred, nuzzling into the youngest triplet's face, rubbing her head against his cheek. Louie smiled and took the kitten from his brother's hands.
"Okay, fine, she is pretty cute." Louie laughed softly as the kitten continued to purr.r.
"Pretty cute!? She has fluffy white fur and big gray eyes. She's adorable!" Dewey exclaimed.
"Okay boys, take Marshmallow to your room while I get her things." Donald stated, walking back to the entrance.
"Yes Uncle Donald." The two triplets stood up and walked over to their room. Marshmallow, despite being very small and young, was a very spry little kitten, wanting out of Louie's hold on her.
"She's moving too much." Louie muttered. "Did I do something wrong?"
"Hm?" Dewey looked back at his brother as he opened the door to their room. "I don't think she wants you to hold her."
"Then you take her."
"Just place her down and see what she does." The blue triplet watched as Louie set Marshmallow down. As the small kitten was placed on the ground, she looked around before walking into their bedroom, nonchalantly. "Welp, there she goes." Dewey claimed as his followed where the kitten was going. "Hue, heads up! Marshmallow's coming your way." Huey jumped out of his hiding spot from under his bed with a small yelp and climbed on top of it. Marshmallow made her way to where she could see Huey on top of his bed. She tilted her head to the side, meowing once to get his attention. The red clad duckling peeked over the edge of the bed to look at the kitten. "Huey? Is everything okay?" Dewey asked.
"Yep, everything's fine." Huey claimed, still watching the kitten as she moved throughout the room before going back to where Louie and Dewey stood. Marshmallow rubbed up against Louie's leg, purring as she looked up at him.
"Awe! She likes you Lou." Dewey smiled, before sitting down on the floor to pet Marshmallow. The small cat leaned into the middle triplet's hand, walking over to his lap and lying down in it. "Oh my gosh." The blue duckling smiled wider at the cuteness of the tiny kitten that was resting in his lap.
"Dewey. Don't, move." Huey warned.
"What? Why not?"
"You don't know when she'll pounce on you!" The oldest triplet hid under his bed covers, shivering at the thought.
"Hue, you're being ridiculous. She's just a tiny little kitten. She can't really do much yet." The middle triplet claimed, gently petting the now sleeping kitten.
"Oh yeah? Just wait until she's on a high shelf and knocking things over. Just you wait Dewey, cause I'm telling you, cats are evil." Huey explained, trailing the 'e' in evil for a bit. Louie laughed softly, sitting down next to Dewey.
"Yeah right. Look at her, she's harmless." The youngest triplet claimed, looking over at his oldest brother.
"For now, for now. We should have gotten a dog, or a fish, or something, anything that isn't, isn't that!" Huey pointed at the white fluff ball in his younger brother's lap.
"You're exaggerating Hue." Dewey slowly, and gently picked Marshmallow up from his lap as he lied down on his back. He then placed her on his stomach as she continued sleeping. "Plus, I thought you got over your little kitty cat fear." He teased.
"Over it?" Huey scoffed. "As if, look at that thing. With its claws and beady eyes. That 'cuteness', that you see is all a disguise, she's evil guys."
"She's just a kitten Huey, she doesn't have claws yet, and her eyes are actually really big." Louie explained.
"Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you." Dewey laughed softly.
"Whatever Huey." The triplets sighed, closing their eyes lightly, waiting for their uncle to come back. When they opened their eyes, Marshmallow was no longer sleeping on Dewey's stomach. They all turned to look over at the living area of the house boat.
"Guys, she's trying to climb the couch." Louie stated.
"What!?" Dewey yelled. "She's too tiny, she's gonna fall." The middle triplet rushed to the couch and picked the kitten up. "Phew, thank goodness." He looked down at Marshmallow and poked her nose softly. "Don't run of Marshmallow, you'll get hurt."
"Dewey, you're talking to a kitten." Louie pointed out, walking over to the couch to stand beside his brother. Huey slowly followed Louie into the living room. "I wonder what's taking Uncle Donald so long."
"He probably parked car again." Dewey claimed, holding Marshmallow up in the air. "She is just the cutest little thing, don't you think?" He asked, looking over at his brothers.
"Yeah, she is pretty cute." Louie smiled, taking ahold of the kitten. "Have you changed your mind yet Huey? She's cute, right?" The youngest triplet put Marshmallow against his eldest brother's face. Huey froze, not moving for a long time.
"Hue?" Dewey called out. "Huey?" He walked over to him and poked his cheek, which resulted in him fainting, forcing Dewey to catch him. "What the heck just happened!?"
"Is he okay!?" Louie asked frantically, holding Marshmallow close to him. The kitten slipped out of his grip as he helped Dewey lie their older brother down on the ground gently.
"I-I don't know. Huey? Can you hear me?" Dewey asked, waving his hand in front of his brother's face. Meanwhile, Marshmallow had managed to get herself on top of the couch, and climbed up to the counter. She mewed softly as she came into contact with a wooden spoon. The kitten bat at the spoon, knocking it off the counter. The triplets, however, did not notice, since they were busy trying to wake Huey up. Marshmallow then began walking towards the fridge, trying to figure out a way up, when she couldn't find it, she did the next best thing, climb up a towel that was hanging on the wall to get to the ironing board and then hop up onto a cabinet. She mewed a bit louder, this time wanting to get the attention of Dewey and Louie. The two turned to look at where the sound came from, both screaming a bit as they rushed over to try and get her down. Dewey grabbed a chair, dragging it to the cabinet area and getting on top of it. Louie held the chair steady.
"Dewey, hurry up! Uncle Donald's almost here." Louie claimed, hearing the door begin to open.
"Almost, there." The middle triplet was reaching as high as he could to try and get the kitten down, who simply say there, licking her paw. Donald walked in, carrying a few necessities for Marshmallow. He saw two of his nephews trying to get the said kitten down and his third nephew lying on the ground, unconscious.
"Boys!" He yelled, setting the things down to the side. "What's going on in here!?" Donald closed the door and went over to Huey, picking his up and lying him down on the couch. "And what happened to Huey!?" Louie looked up at Dewey, who was still on the chair, the blue triplet looking down. Marshmallow had now made her way down by herself, walking on the counter and on the couch to lie down next to an unconscious Huey. The two younger triplets teared up, afraid of getting in trouble. They began crying as they blubbered out excuse after excuse. "It's okay boys, it's okay." Louie sniffed, looking over at Donald.
"Really?" He asked timidly.
"We're not in trouble?" Dewey continued, wiping his eyes.
"No, you're not in trouble, but what happened to your brother?" The two shrugged.
"I just put Marshmallow close to his face." Louie grabbed the kitten and did the same action from earlier, earning a sneeze from the red triplet as he slept. His face had turned slightly red, so Louie pulled Marshmallow away, before putting her back, earning another sneeze from Huey. Donald sighed.
"Oh boy."