Dewey's POV:

We returned to Duckstock, just as the opening acts were starting to warm up. Sunburst, Saturn, & Oak were lost in the crowd somewhere. Webby & I hung back by the van.

"I'm sure Louie is on his way to pick us up." I told Webby over the music. "Any moment now..."

We waited a moment. Nothing happened.

"Maybe he can't see us." I said. I climbed up on top of the van. Below me, the greatest music festival of all time raged on.

"Are you sure you hid the note?" I asked Webby as she climbed up next to me.

"Yes." she said. "I hid it in the one place Louie would absolutely find it. It will sit there, for roughly 50 years, & he'll come get us when he finds it." A few of the McDuck employees, still hyped up on the Electric Kool Aid, ran past. "Don't you think we should take them to the hospital?"

"Nah, they'll be fine. The people here know how to deal with that." I said. We sat in silence for a few moments more, listening to the music.

"...What if he doesn't find the note?" I asked. "It has to sit there for 50 years. What if Uncle Scrooge finds it first? What if it gets destroyed?"

Webby thought for a moment. "Then I guess we come up with another plan. We're gonna get out of here, even if it takes us 50 years." It started to rain, I mean rain, while a rumble of thunder sounded overhead.

"We've done everything we can do for today." she continued. "All we can do now is wat, & if it doesn't work, then we'll try something new tomorrow."

"You're starting to sound like Oak." I said. "But you're right. There's always tomorrow."

Suddenly, there was a blinding flash of lightning...

"When we opened our eyes, we were home, safe & sound." I said with a bow.

"So, if we were saved because Louie sent everybody else back to their right times, what happened to the note?" Huey asked from the sofa.

"It's probably still hidden, right where I left it." Webby said, standing up. "Like I said, I put it in the one place Louie would look. She stood up, walked over to the TV. She reached behind it & pulled out an envelope that was yellowed with age. Our note, from all those years ago.

"Well, I guess we've all learned an important lesson. No matter how bad things get, there's always the hope of a better tomorrow." Louie said, reaching for his phone sitting on the coffee table. Mom noticed what he was doing & grabbed the phone before he had a chance.

"You're still grounded." Mom said.

"Darn."

This is the first story I've finished in two years! I want to thank all of you for your support, for reading, & for your kind reviews! I've been struggling creatively, even before the pandemic started. I'm not sure if this story has been my best work, but it was your support & presence that helped me keep going. Thank you so much!

More Tales from the Timephoon will be coming soon!

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