Webby began to open the door and looked around. The halls were empty. All but just furniture around. She began to slip through and tip toe her webbed feet across the Grand hall.

She walked a little bit faster when she heard a groan him the windowsill. A groan of internal defeat.

"Aww c'mon. I was so close!" Dewey grunted as he threw his phone down, the blue screen looking at the ceiling.

000

"Well. That went bad." Gosalyn said as she began to make the plates go to bed.

The head cook began to huffed as she began to put away her pots and pans. "All this for a girl to say she doesn't wanna eat."

"Oh be quiet Liz! It's been something today." Violet said.

"I don't understand why she would have at least accepted and for the least, not look at him." Launchpad added. "I mean, Louie isn't that bad."

"It's his behavior Launchpad. He's not acting at all like a gentleman like in the JWG." Huey said. "Plus, she was acting all stubborn you know."

"But if Louie doesn't learn to control himself." Gosalyn said. "Then he'll be..."

"Ah! There you are Webby!" Violet said, causing everybody to hush.

"Hey." She said.

"Hi." Huey said. "I'm Huey, one of the..."

"Butler's!" Violet said. Huey glared at her but just looking at her glare, now was not the time to reveal his identification.

"And I'm Dewey. The handsome butler that ever lived." Dewey said as he ran in and shook Webby's hand

"Anything that you need?" Violet asked.

"I'm a little bit hungry. I haven't had lunch or dinner." She admitted.

"Okay everyone! I need all hands on deck!" Dewey yelled as the kitchen roared to life in just one nanosecond. "Violet, start brewing tea. Launchpad, start the nachos you've been working on." He said as he climbed through the kitchen, taste testing every single entree.

"Dewey," Huey started. "you know what'll happen if..."

"Huey, please. It's been a long time for this prince who hasn't had much of an audience for years. I need this!"

Dewey ran over to Webby and lead her to a dining hall, fit for an entire colony to have a feast, bat mitzvah, quinceañera, or any type of party of the wildest dreams.

"Miss... Whatever your name is. It's with the greatest pride and our welcome that we bring you here tonight at this fine establishment." Dewey said as he began to introduce the entire room.

"Now, we welcome you tonight. Sit. Relax. Chill. And be our guest..."

Soon, more object danced with Dewey as he professionally waltzed his way. Soon, as if by a pint of magic, a plate appeared in his candle hands.

"Beef Rahul? Cheese Suplé?" Dewey asked. "one of our specialties."

"Pie? Plum Pudding? Perhaps?" Huey asked as he entered with a whole stand of pudding.

They were apparently here to serve on of the most delicious, if not, to give the most full courses.

"The banquets here!" Gosalyn yelled as her cart strolled up, dishes flying out as a fork and spoon placed a napkin on Webby's lap and offered a small piece of cheese.

"Mmm." she hummed as she tasted it, seeping into her beak. "This is one of the best cheeses I've ever tasted."

"I told ya we have one of the best foods ever." Dewey said as he raised a glass. He picked up a spoon and clanged them both together, making everyone shift their attention towards the candelabra. "Here's a toast. To the lovely..."

"Webby." she said, giving a small smile.

"To Miss Webby! A light in this world of unending gloom!"

"To Webby!" Everyone said as some began to dance in a small circle and give cheers. Launchpad broke down the door and brought in a tray of nachos. He yelled "I brought in nachos! Who wants some?"

Objects cheered as many brought their plates and filled it up with the cheesy goodness and went up on the table and began to chat and laugh and anything that a regular person would do. A regular person.

"So Webby," Violet said as she poured out tea. "How do you like the food."

"It tastes like home! It's one of the best foods I've have that has the taste of home yet, like an expect made it you know." She said. "My granny makes one of the best sea salt caramel ice cream with pie."

"Really? I make one of the meanest pies in these parts! Apple pie is my specialty."

"Ooooh! Can you?..."

"Way ahead of you Webby." Violet said as she brought out a tray of apple pie, its wafering fragrance making Webby's mouth water with anticipation and desire to try the pie herself.

"Mmmmm. Oh my gosh..." Webby said as she sank down lower in her chair.

"Told you." Violet said, having a taste of her own creation.

Dinner went by fast as many did something for their guest of honor. Many danced, did magic tricks, and did stand-up comedies. Launchpad crashed into some jello. Even a choir came and went by.

"Here, let me help." Webby said as she took over washing the dishes. "It's the least I can do since you guys did all that for me."

"Please Webby." Gosalyn said as she jumped into the water. "That was nothing. Relax and take a break. "

"There's no way now. I want to learn more about this place! Help around a bit." Webby said, drying a glass.

"It's way too late." Huey said. "We all have to sleep."

"Aww come on!" Webby whined. "Maybe a mini tour?"

"Come on Huey, don't be so stern. Fifteen minutes won't hurt anybody." Dewey said, backing Webby up.

"Huey's right. Maybe it is too late." Webby said, holding back a yawn. "Unless he's too tired."

"It's not that I'm tired..." Huey retorted. "Food makes me sleepy and I didn't have any sugar."

"How about tomorrow?" Violet suggested, cutting between the two brothers. "When everyone is well rested."

Everyone looked at each other and shrugged. Fine by them.

"Okay then. I'll be off to my room I guess."

"Do you need help to your room?" Launchpad asked, taking a tray up.

"Nah. I got it." Webby said as she dried her hands off. "But thanks though Launchpad."

000

"Maybe I should have taken up on Launchpad's offer to help me back." Webby said as she twirled back on what seemed to be the umpteenth time going up and down the stairs.

She seemed lost but her room wasn't that far from the dining hall so why was it that hard to find her own room?

The hall she turned to seemed cold, dark, and endless. Shards of glass were scattered across the floor as she managed to watch her step.

"This is definitely not my hall." Webby whispered as she crossed her arms, keeping herself warm.

A door was at the end of the hall and Webby crept in. The room was huge and not entirely messy. Yet, it was not clean either. It seemed like a typical boy's room. Posters were plastered on the wall, a TV was on the wall, a messy, unmade bed was by the wall, a stand alone table by the window.

Photos were smashed and ruined but Webby was able to make out only one cotillion photo.

A photo had three boys, triplets perhaps and all were sitting down, being brothers. Two of the brothers were being noogied by the middle one. All looked so familiar to her yet, it was impossible that she knew them in real life. Merely impossible.

By the window balcony, there was a glass cover and inside was the most gorgeous rose her eyes ever layed upon. Sure, it was missing a couple of petals but it was still stunning.

Webby hesitantly approached it, her arm quivering as she lifted its shield. The rose, glowing more than ever, in her line of sight. Begging for it to be held for a second.

Before Webby could even touch a thorn, she was thrown out of the way, the rose now dimming at the scene.

"What are you doing here?" The beast sneered, eyes unmistakably seeping with anger.

"I'm sorry. I didn't..." Webby mustered, rubbing her arm.

"Don't you realized what you could've done!" Louie yelled.

"It's not like anyone explains anything." She whispered.

"Get out of here! Get out!" He yelled. Thrashing and lashing his arms out, making Webby retreat out of the room, ducking and manuvering out of the way.

There's no way I'm going to stay here and be abused. I can't take it anymore.

000

A/N: I hope everyone is safe and sound wherever you live. Please be safe whenever in public and don't be that one guy who jokes around.

Also, I am currently not taking any requests. My stories are enough as is and requests are on hold unless requested earlier. I'm sorry but I have make up work to do and that is my top priority.