The Three Caballeros and the Baby Chapter 10, a ducktales fanfic

Hello everyone, I hope you enjoy the previously chapter. I'm sorry that I didn't updated because I didn't have any inspiration of what should I write of the next chapter. Anyway I don't own them and they are belong to Disney except my OC's. I hope you all continue to enjoy this story and see you all in the next chapter. ;)

"Un duex trois quatre cinq six sept huit nuef"

"Good! Un deux trois quatrecinq six sept huit neuf"

"Un duex trois quatre cinq six sept huit nuef"

"Sept huit neuf—"

"One two three four five six seven eight nine!"

In the beautiful wonderful chateau location in the countryside, peaceful location, a small town, seclusion ensured. The beautiful chateau he was staying with his mother and he was told that the chateau was own by his ancestor long ago after the French Revolution. The Chateau comes with spacious, high ceilinged rooms with many original features. Particularly impressive are the entrance hall, beautiful garden, reception and dining rooms and especially its gorgeous library. In the countryside, peaceful location, seclusion ensured.The chateau looked like it had been decorated by the same people who had done the Palace of Versailles.

He bombarded with a rooms of marble and gold and paintings: ceilings painted to the company of the Greek gods, portraits of his ancestors. Wherever he go, it gold, gold, gold, and gold, so he never lose sight of how wealthy his ancestors was.

In his very own bedroom, he was practically playing a piano as his tutor taught him how to play the piano and words in French. He was not enroll to school yet since he first came here. So his mother hire a fine and best tutor in France to teach Alex. He like to learn something about the history of France but, he's not good at speaking French and to him, it kinda hard.

His room have three way windows that lead him to the balcony and the wonderful garden view. And like the other room in the chateau. His bedroom was decorated like the palace of Versailles, ceilings painted to the company of the Greek gods, portraits of his ancestors, a nice fireplace, a huge closet, a beautiful bathroom, royal-size bed and rococo furniture and everything.

His mother is hosting a reception at the chateau so Alex can meet the people he doesn't know. And what surprise that she also invited we family to come and meet Alex. He felt nervous meeting them, he barley don't know them very well.

"Very good Monsieur Alex," said his french tutor. "You play wonderful, I want you to practice more, we will continue this later next week."

"Adieu!" Alex called out.

Alex looked around the room, well "Wow, this is really... something", Alex declared. "I have so many expensive luxury stuff and a portraits. This is too much, too much!He exclaimed as he walk over to the balcony, he didn't feel any joy and happiness when he first came here.

When they first arrive in France, his birth mother told him that he need to take off everything he have on home.

Flashback

"Sweetie, before we exited the airport. It is required that you do not take with you ANYTHING that's from America, not even a thread." His mother explain.

"Really everything…?" He look at his birth mother as they exited the gate with their bags on their shoulder and arms. The birth mother nodded her head. "Yes Alex, every cloth, pants, hats, accessories, and even your phone. But don't worry, I will give it back to you after six months. Now go change it in the family restroom over there." She pointed where the restrooms is at. I will wait right here if you need me okay sweetheart? Now go ahead change."

"Must I do this?" Alex ask his birth mother.

"Yes,"she said in the serious tune and scowl look on her face. "Do I make myself clear Alex?"

"Yes mama……"

"Good, now go."

Flashback End

"And this cloth make me feel uncomfortable!"

It's true, his cloth make him feel uncomfortable, his mother design them. He wore a ivory shortie has been hand-embroidered with smart red soldiers. Made in lightweight cotton sateen with gathering across the chest, a short red pant, white long stocking, a black Mary Jane shoe. He hate how he wear it, he hardly recognize himself. He look different than his old self.

He feel homesick right now and not feeling excitement. He miss his adopted family, his friends at school, his home, and his three dads. He cry when he was their way to France, he was separated from his family he love.

He isn't happy with his biological family, sure they try their best to make him feel welcome but none of it didn't work.

"I miss you so much…" he said, a small tear roll down on his cheek. He heard a door opening inside. "Hohoho, why my dear son Alex. Your tutor, Monsieur Arquette told me that you learn splendid, he told me that you were a excellent student. And look! Another a welcome gift from our relatives sweetheart!" His mother laugh as she notice Alex looking unhappy, she place the gift where another bunch of welcome gift he received. None of the gift that Alex received were unwrap and open. She walk over to her son and gently place her hand on his shoulder. Trying her best to comfort him.

"I know it's hard for you to leave your family Alex." She said, "In the meantime, why don't you continue playing the piano?" Alex didn't respond any words. "Well then, lunch will be served in a few minutes." The mother left the door, shutting the door behind her. Leaving Alex alone in his bedroom.

Alex look over to the bunch of pile of gifts and presents. He began walking over to them. "You would think that I'm so lucky? That I have so many things." He look at one present on the table, he is examining the gift and began untied the ribbon. "I'm realizing that every present comes with strings."

He began playing with the ribbon around his room, "Now I fear I'll never be but soon I will forever be free!"Alex drop the ribbon as it landed on the cold floor. He turn his head to the balcony window. "I close my eyes and feel myself fly a thousand miles away." He slowly exited his bedroom and walk over to the balcony. "I could take flight but, would it be right?" He ask himself. "My conscience tells me stay." He let out a air as he look down, his hands was on the cold stone rail.

Ever since Alex was taken away, the Caballeros family seemed to be moving in slow motion. Even the kids were in a daze. The triplets understood of what happened back in the courthouse, they were sad that they would never see their little cousin again. The Caballeros had both taken an indefinite leave of absence of work. All their time was dedicated to building a court case strong enough to bring their son home or caring for their other three heartbroken children. Over the course of just two weeks the household had gone through dozens of boxes of tissues and the count didn't seem to be slowing down. Every night, Donald would cry himself to sleep in his two husband's arms, they themselves sobbing softly against him as well. The entire family was shattered at the loss of Alex.

For the first time since Alex was taken away, they had left the house. Part of building up their case was getting as many witnesses to attest to not only their ability to raise Alex, but their immense love for him. They first stop was the school, their hope was to get a letter from every employee and students there in support of them keeping Alex. Leaving their family alone at home was painful. Having just lost their adopted son, even if it would hopefully be just for six months, Panchito and Jose didn't want to leave the side of their husband. But if there was any chance of getting Alex home, they had to start collected character witnesses and testimonies. They were halfway on the road, driving toward the school, when Donald phone buzz. Checking the caller ID, Donald's heart seemed to stop. It was a text from their son Alex. It said:

"Hey Dads, it's 5pm here in Paris but I am texting you to let you all know that I miss you, I miss my cousins, I miss Great Unca Scrooge, I miss my friends, I want to go back home but I have to wait for six months to the case would be reviewed and if at that time, an argument could be made in favor of us. And there I am, an ocean away, Do I have to live an ocean away? Thoughts of you guys subside. Then I get another text I cannot put the notion away. Dads. You must get through to the court. Sit down with them and compromise. Don't stop 'til you won. Your favorite adopted son, Alex, reminds you. There's someone in your corner all the way across the sea. With love Alex."

"Monsieur Alex," Alex turn his head and see one of his mother maids. "Si?" Alex reply in Spanish. "Monsieur, if you are ready, the mistress is waiting for you in the diner room. She is eager to make your acquaintance for dinner."

"Really?" said Alex, sounding genuinely astonished. The maid shot him a worried glance. "I mean, of course. I am ready miss." The young duck boy followed the maid back into the main hall, past the great staircase, and beyond several closed doors to a little eastward-facing room. Pausing in the doorway, Alex felt that ordinarily the room would be full of candle chandeliers, if only the sun wasn't still sleeting down. It was an exquisite room, all oaken floors and expensive-looking carpets and tables and velvet armchairs. There was a fire in the fireplace, and before it in a great beautiful armchair sat his birth mother.She was dressed like a lady this night. Her clothes were fine and soft pink. Alex notice a delicious foods and desserts on the table. He remained seated, watching her watching him.

"Lady Windsor, here is Monsieur Alejandro Carioca Francisco Fauntleroy Duck to make your formal acquaintance my lady," the maid said give her a tiny curtsy.

The birth mother gave her maid a kind look. "Thank you." She turned get eyes back to Alex; she give her birth son a smile. "Come closer my son, Alex. I don't want you starve yourself in the doorway hohoho."

"Y-yes mother," Alex walk over to the chair right in close to him. As he was about to sit down, his mother disturb him. "Oh Alex dear, don't sit down in that chair. Come sit down right next to me."

The servant then usher him to the chair right next to his birth mother, Alex thank the servant as he sit down right next his birth mother. He started eating the foods without making eye contact or start the conversation in silence he then reaching for a piece of bread. The birth mother didn't hesitatingly to start a conversation as she let her son eating some diner.

For the rest of the entire dinner, they ate in silent, no opening some conversation, no eyes contacted, no laugher, and no voices. Just silent.

And that was Chapter ten. I hope you guys enjoyed it, and I just wanted to see what you guys thought about it.

Anyway, that's all I can write of in my mind and please, review are the best form of motivation! Let me know what you think and see you all for the next chapter. :)