A Rewritten Family History

So-how fitting my next chapter that I'm posting on this medium is my Lena chapter... I loved the 3B premier and I fall on the side of like for Lena's 'super hero' look ... for her Birthday I am head-cannoning it as September 30th as that was when her debut episode aired anyway please do enjoy

Lena thought that it was generous that the McDucks had let her live in their home for almost a month especially considering her past. It was always about her Aunt Magica's mission… get close to the McDuck Children and get info on snagging Scrooge's Prized Number One Dime however the more she got to know Louie and Webby as well as their cousins the less she had wanted to see it through. She shuddered thinking about that part in her past, living on her own in a motel room, her aunt's controlling voice pressuring her from the shadows.

It was a chapter in her life she had hoped to move past, however still as Webby smiled at her from across the room she couldn't help but think back to where she had been a year ago.

April 2018:

She'd been sitting on a swing when the other girl approached.

"Can I join you?" she asked, causing Lena to nod her head taking in her companion's appearance. Webby had been dressed much nicer than normal in a light purple sundress and white cardigan.

"Somebody looks fancy, so is there a new hospital wing bearing your father's name that I should know about?"

Webby shook her head.

"My granny took me to High Tea at this little tea room downtown for my Birthday."

"Your...Birthday?" Lena had asked with a raised brow a tinge of curiosity in her voice. Sure, she had heard about Birthdays but she had only ever experienced them in movies that she saw on the old motel television and nothing she had ever expected to be conversing to anyone about.

"Oh my god, we've been friends for almost a year and never told each other our Birthdays," Lena listened as Webby's voice was given a panic struck air to it, "I've probably missed yours already huh."

Lena simply nodded thinking that truthfully she didn't know when her Birthday was. Would it be the day Magica had created her or would it be the sorceress's own birthday afterall Lena had been made in her image...though honestly and gratefully she didn't really see the family resemblance beyond the balls of purple magic that pulsed from their hands.

"It's no big deal pink."

"It is to me," Webby replied, crossing her arms, "You're my best friend!"

BEST Friend...that moniker both made her heart flutter in delight and cause a chill to run up her spine at the same time. She never thought she'd have any friends yet alone a BEST one and it sucked that it was only a matter of time before the other shoe dropped.

"September," Lena blurted out, just naming the first month other than the one they had been in that came to her mind, "My Birthday is in September."

Five months later, Lena was surprised when she arrived at the manor for what was to be a normal slumber party with Webby only to be greeted with a banner in Webby's room and a small cake. The other girl apologized saying it wasn't much however at the time she didn't know that this was actually the first birthday that Lena had experienced for herself and she was touched by the other girls gesture.

"Don't give Huey a big piece, he doesn't do sugar well," Lena listened as Gyro's words broke her from her thoughts, or maybe it was the hand that had made its way toward her shoulder from behind.

"Being a part of something special makes you feel special huh?" a voice filled her ears. The words were something that she was sure her aunt would have said to her to try to poison her perspective however turning toward the person actually speaking them, the smirk crossing his bill she could tell it meant something more meaningful.

"I'm just a conscious observer here pennybags," she said with a shrug and a smile as she observed a slight flush cross Louie's cheeks, "Nothing special about that."

"You're wrong," she thought she heard the green clad duck mutter under his breath causing her to gently bite the lip of her own bill. God he was impossible and charming to a fault.

'Love is Weakness' Magica's words still echoed in her head like a phantom of her past.

"I know," she mumbled to the voice in her head wondering if Louie had suspected he'd been being answered as opposed to her talking to herself.

It was then that from across the room Lena spotted that creepy friend of his...Doofus she believed his name was trying to chat up Webby who was having none of it as she'd been chatting with Violet about something causing a tinge of jealousy to overcome her. Sure, if it wasn't for Violet she wouldn't be here but she couldn't help but think deep down that she was being replaced as the other girl's best friend. She swore that the boy had been giving a wink in Louie's direction however...nope...the darkness had taken over as a ball of magic burst from her fingers causing the flames of one of the chafing dishes to rise though not at enough impact to ignite a fire just with enough force to cause any activity in the room to pause as all eyes fell on her.

"I'm sorry," Lena replied as she began to back away, "you can take the girl from the shadow realm but you can't take the shadow realm out of the girl. I appreciate your kindness Mr. McDuck but I can pack my things and I'll be back to the motel tonight."

A saddened look crossed Webby's face at these words as Louie's hand reached for her arm, both siblings pleading silently.

"That won't be necessary lass," Scrooge replied as he looked over toward where his nephew had been standing, hands in his pockets and a smile on his face.

"You can at least stay the night," Donald said with a smile, "I was going to pull you aside when the guests went home but...how would you feel about moving to the marina with me and Dewey."

Lena was taken by surprise at the other duck's words as Dewey managed to take a few steps toward her with an excited look in his eyes.

"You have to say yes you just HAVE to, I mean think of the jam sessions we could have and besides little known fact but my dad kind of sort of knows a bit of magic in his own right and can help you control your impulses."

It was these words that caused Lena and honestly pretty much most of those who were in the room with the exception of Scrooge and Della to look at Donald and Dewey with a shocked gaze.

"It's a long story," Donald said with a shrug