The Not So Ultimate Writer: Huh, I didn't even consider that

But on with the story!

The school day was over and everyone was exhausted. The triplets and Webby fell asleep on their drive home.

"Wakey, wakey, kids! We're home." Launchpad said.

Launchpad was still the same old dangerous, hilarious, paranoid, Darkwing loving, Launchpad. If the kids didn't have the energy to drive themselves to school, Launchpad usually dropped them off.

Dewey wearily opened his eyes to find Launchpad's smiling face.

"Two more minutes." he moaned, snuggling closer to Webby. The triplets had all fallen asleep on Webby.

HOOOOOOOOOOONNNNKKKK!

"AHH! LAUNCHPAD!" the four kids screamed as Launchpad honked the limousine.

"Haha, that works every time." he smirked.

The four teenagers tiredly walked inside to find Scrooge and Donald arm wrestling.

"Kids! How was school?" Donald asked, struggling to take down Scrooge.

"Same old, same old." Louie said.

Scrooge raised an eyebrow.

"Is that why I got a call from your principal?" he asked.

"Hey, that is pretty normal." Louie argued.

Donald shrugged. "It is."

Huey laughed. "C'mon, guys. Let's get started on our homework."

Dewey rubbed his temples. "We just spent the last six hours doing a lot of work! Homework is a crime!"

Webby snorted. "The sooner we finish it, the sooner we can relax without constantly thinking about it."

"Alright, alright. Let's go." Dewey groaned.

ooo

After spending the last hour finishing their schoolwork, the triplets and Webby decided to watch a movie.

"How about… The Adventurous Adventures of Scrooge McDuck!" Webby suggested.

"No." the triplets said in unison.

"What about a horror movie?" Louie suggested.

"Hmmm…The Purge?" she asked.

"I hate scary movies!" Huey groaned.

"Something PG-13 for Huey?" Dewey asked.

Huey scowled, and Webby laughed.

"How about the… Karate Kid?"

"Sounds good!" they all agreed.

They were about an hour into the movie when Webby snuggled up against Dewey. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, and planted a soft kiss on her forehead.

"Get a room, lovebirds!" Huey snorted.

Dewey blushed, and Webby stuck her tongue out at him.

"Hey, why don't you get your lovebird?" Dewey retorted.

Huey perked up at this. "What do you mean by my lovebird?"

Louie grinned at his brother evilly.

"Violet, man. We all know you're crushing on her."

At this, Huey sat up, and paused the movie.

Louie smirked. "I'd pay to see you ask your crush out."

Huey blushed. "W-what?"

"Come on. We all know you have a crush on Violet, Huey." Webby said.

Huey blushed even more. "W-well, not a cr-crush…"

"Yeah, yeah, Hubert." Dewey smiled.

Huey glared at Dewey, but there was a slight glint of interest in his eyes.

"What do I get if I ask her out?"

"100 bucks. And each day you postpone it, you lose $5 everyday."

"Deal." Louie said on behalf of Huey.

"W-what?!" Huey asked.

"Hey, man. This is easy." Louie said.

"For you! You're not the one who's asking! Huey snarled.

Dewey grinned. "And if he chickens out?"

"He gives you $100." Louie said.

"Deal." Dewey said.

They shook hands, and Huey groaned.

ooo

The next day, Huey found himself panicking. His schedule looked something like this:

Advanced Math

Advanced English

LUNCH HOUR

Advanced Biology

Spare

He had Violet in every single class. He had plenty of time to ask her out. But was he ready?

Nope. He was freaking out.

He found that his girl friends, like Lena and Webby, were a lot less intense than Violet. Webby was an open book. Lena was easier to understand when you got to know her. Violet on the other hand was extremely mysterious. She was really guarded.

She didn't seem guarded yesterday. he thought to himself.

Huey was just going to go in: suave and smooth like Louie does. She was in Math and there was an empty spot next to her. Huey took a deep breath, and walked towards her. He was so close. Three steps, two steps, one step...

Then at the last second: He freaked out, and took a complete 180.

"M-Mr. Hawkingson, may I be excused?" Huey asked.

His math teacher aimlessly waved him on, and Huey ran out, and texted his brothers along the way.

SOS! Come to the bathroom NOW!

ooo

Huey splashed some cold water onto his face.

"What happened?" Louie asked out of breath.

Dewey ran in moments later.

"I-I can't do it!" Huey stuttered.

"Do what?!" Dewey asked, but Louie understood.

"Ask Violet out." Huey said shakily.

Dewey softened upon seeing his brothers panic stricken face.

"Huey…" Dewey said gently.

"Y-y-you WIN, Dewey!" Huey trembled, shakily bringing out his wallet and grabbing a crisp $100 bill.

Dewey shoved the bill back in Huey's wallet.

"I don't care about the stupid bet! Why are you so nervous?" Dewey asked.

"Because!" Huey wailed. "You and Louie are so good when it comes to girls! I'm just… me." he said helplessly.

Dewey slapped him across the face, and Huey winced.

"Ow! Dude!" Huey snapped.

"No brother of mine is going to think lowly of himself!" Dewey snapped.

Huey frowned, and slid down the bathroom wall, into a sitting position. His brothers sat next to him.

"I'll tell you what. In Biology, how about me and Louie guide you?" Dewey asked.

"Yeah." Louie agreed.

"You guys would do that for me?" Huey asked.

"Of course we would." Louie smiled.

"Okay… but I'm not going to be a professional." he warned.

"You," Louie said, "are way too high strung right now."

Louie got up, and brushed his pants off.

"You need to relax. We'll skip second period and lunch and be back by third period."

"You mean ditch?" Huey asked.

"Yes, Hubert." Louie said, rolling his eyes.

Louie glanced at Dewey.

"Are you in?" Louie asked, smirking, already knowing his answer.

"Oh, I'm in." Dewey smiled.

"Okay, kids. Uncle Louie's gonna take you out. Meet me in the parking lot." he grinned.

Dewey tossed him the keys, and Louie caught them.

"We'll need to leave the bathroom at different times so we don't look suspicious." Louie said.

Dewey nodded. "Alright. See you then."

Louie gave them a two fingered salute.

ooo

Math flew by. Huey kept sneaking glances at Violet, who was told absorbed in her textbook to pay any attention to him. Finally, the second bell rang, and everyone was off to their second classes. Huey ran out of the class.

At the parking lot, Huey, Dewey, Lena, and Webby waited for him.

"Hey nerd." Lena greeted lazily.

Huey stuck his tongue out at her.

Louie started the car.

Louie drove, while Lena rode shotgun. Huey, Dewey, and Webby sat in the back, with Huey in the middle, and Dewey and Webby on either side.

"What do you like about her?" Webby asked.

"Huh?" Huey responded.

Webby continued. "Like… why are you attracted to her?"

"She's just amazing," the word rolled off his tongue. "She's so beautiful and elegant. Not to mention mysterious and mature. But she can be playful when she wants to. I need that structure in my life. I need that kind of woman in my life."

From the front, Louie whistled. His brother was really crushing on this girl.

"She seems so down to Earth. She's smart and her hair… wow! How is it so fluffy…? Oh, I'm getting off track

Everyone in the car laughed.

"I just like her. A lot." Huey said,

There was a comfortable silence.

"She also has the ability to calm me down, which is… impressive. She's so impressive. I just… ugh, she's so cute too! The way she blushes! Ugh, just want to kiss her!" Huey said, exasperated.

Everyone chuckled at Huey's words.

"So where are we going?" Huey asked, throwing an arm around Webby in a brotherly manner.

"Funso's Fun Zone." Louie grinned.

"Where the fun is in the zone!" they all sang right after.

"It's a long drive. Why don't you guys catch a few Z's?" Louie suggested.

"Alright. But we'll be in time for Biology, right?" Huey asked.

"We have 3 and a half hours. We'll be okay." Lena assured.

Dewey and Webby slept on Huey's shoulders, and Huey felt a surge of protectiveness wash over him. These were his younger siblings, even though it wasn't by a lot. He glanced at Webby, the sister he never had. Well, sister in law. He smiled to himself. He was betting a million bucks that Dewey and Webby would get married in the future.

Huey closed his own eyes and took a nap.

ooo

"Ah, the McDuck kids!" an employee greeted when they walked in.

"Hey, Jane. Get us some nachos, an extra large cheese pizza, and 5 cokes, would you?" Louie said.

"Of course, Mr. Duck."

Ever since their "kidnapping", Funso's treated the triplets and Webby like royalty, to avoid getting sued.

"Jane, just call me Louie." he smiled

Then he leaned closer.

"Mr. Duck is my Uncle!" he whispered.

Jane just smiled and nodded, and disappeared into the kitchen to get their order ready. They sat at their usual table, and Huey was fidgeting nervously.

"Okay," Louie said, getting down to business. "We'll all switch up our lab partners today. I'll be with Lena. Dewey with Webby, and Huey with Vi."

They nodded.

"Huey, just be yourself." Lena said.

"I-I can't." he mumbled.

"Why not?" Webby challenged.

"Because why would she want to date a nerd like me? She's too good for me!"

"In case if you haven't noticed," Lena said in her usual laidback drawl, "she's also a nerd."

"She's also a nerd who likes you." Webby piped up.

"She does?" Huey asked.

Louie rolled his eyes. "I don't know how you're taking all advanced classes but can't understand how a girl works. How can you not see her feelings for you?"

Huey ignored the question.

"Okay, I'll ask her. With your help, of course." Huey said.

"But first," Dewey said as their food was served. "Let's eat."

Jane had brought them their nachos and drinks.

"Your pizza will be here soon." she said.

Everyone noticed her blushing at Louie.

"Did you have a thing with her?" Dewey asked once she left.

"Her? No." Louie said.

Lena rolled her eyes, and Louie frowned. Was she… jealous?

After a few more minutes of chatting, sipping coke, and munching on nachos, their pizza was served.

"We have 2 and a half hours left." Webby said, wiping her lips with a napkin.

"It's already been an hour?" Dewey asked.

"Mhm."

"Okay, okay. Let's play a few games and leave." Huey said.

ooo

"Alright, our game cards are loaded up, we're all stretched out, you ready? Louie asked his friends as they stood in the middle of the arcade, looking out at all of the video games.

"Hell yes!" Dewey grinned.

Louie dragged Lena away.

"Alright, first thing's first, we've gotta settle this once and for all: air hockey!" Louie blurted out as he scurried to the air hockey table to claim it.

Lena followed right behind him, taking the other end of the table. Louie slid his card and suddenly,

"Hey! No fair!" Lena protested as she grabbed the puck from her slot.

"Totally fair!" he states back as he watches Lena put the puck on the table.

"I must say, I'm impressed that you're not switching up the rule—HEY!" Louie cries.

Without even giving him time to think, the puck flew straight into Louie's goal. Louie looked up at Lena who was looking at him with an innocent smile.

"Point, DeSpell!" she stated, her smile intact as Louie begins to serve for the next point.

Soon enough, the score is tied 6 to 6.

"Alright, it all comes down to this one serve" Louie states, bringing the puck to his face before he slowly brings it down to serve.

"I'm ready!" Lena says as she crouches down, staring intently at the puck,

Finally, Louie served it and after a few trips back and forth, Louie finally scores the winning point.

"HEY!" Lena screamed out as Louie does a small victory dance. "You totally cheated!" she declared.

"Nah, you just suck." he said, chuckling as he walked toward her, lightly brushing her shoulder.

ooo

Dewey and Webby searched for a game, and Webby finally saw one.

"What about that one?" Webby pointed to 2 small TV screens connected to a floor of four arrows pointing up, down, left, and right.

"Dance Dance Revolution? Sure, let's go!" Dewey replied, getting excited.

"Be warned: I'm a great dancer!" Webby taunted, smirking at her boyfriend.

"Umm, excuse you, did you forget who swept you off your feet dancing countless times?" Dewey retorted.

"Touché…" Webby replied, also remembering their dances.

But alas, she was still determined to beat Dewey at his own game. Soon, the two played, and Webby is the proclaimed winner by a couple thousand points.

"HA! In your face! Who's the best dancer n—" Webby was suddenly grabbed by Dewey who automatically dipped her, gazing into her eyes.

"You were saying?"

Webby almost fell into his dreamy dark eyes before she snapped out of it.

"You're such a dork, you sore loser!" she shouted, wriggling out of his grasp while laughing.

Dewey had let her go, also laughing at their small teasing encounter.. Soon after a couple of other arcade games, Webby was caught looking over at the bowling section of the arcade.

"Ooh, bowling!" Webby said, looking up at Dewey.

"Hmm? Oh, yeah! You wanna play?" he asked her, a small smile forming.

"You mean another chance at beating you? You bet! C'mon!" Webby said, grabbing Dewey's hand as she headed straight for a lane.

"Wait, wait, wait! We need shoes! C'mon!" He says as he pulls her the opposite way toward the shoe counter.

"Hello! Size 6 ½ for me please!" Webby said to the employee behind the counter. He nodded as he disappeared in the back to get the shoes.

"Aww, tiny little feet." Dewey remarked, laughing at Webby's small feet.

"Shut up." Webby replied, stifling a laugh.

Soon, the employee comes back with Webby's shoes and proceeds to ask

Dewey what his size is.

"10 ½ please!" he replies.

Soon, they sit in their lane, putting on their shoes as Dewey inputs their names into the system.

"Alright!" Webby said excitedly, grabbing a pink bowling ball just as Dewey finished putting his name. "So how do we play this?"

Dewey chuckled slightly at his girlfriend's cluelessness.

"C'mon, I'll show you" he said as he walked toward their lane, Webby following right behind him.

He directed Webby to the middle of the lane, just behind the black line. Right beside her, he keeps his hand on her lower back as he explained how to correctly throw a bowling ball.

"Alright, so you're gonna put your fingers in these holes." Dewey said gently.

She inserts one finger in each of the holes before holding it right to her chest.

"Good! Now, the next part is kind of hard to explain, so I'm just going to guide you through it, okay?"

And with that, Dewey gets behind Webby holding her shoulder.

"Alright, you're going to take a few steps and stop just before that black line right there. When you're at that line and when you still have momentum, roll the ball really hard so that it makes it to the end and knocks down as many pins as possible in one go. I'm gonna help you do this first one so you know what you're doing." he calmly explained.

"A-Alright" Webby replied, feeling nervous as she felt Dewey's cool breath on her neck.

Instantly, she felt Dewey's hand on her arm, and with both of their strength and aim, they knock eight pins over.

"I did it!" Webby said, looking back at Dewey with a huge smile.

"I know! Not too bad for your first time!" he smiled back, high-fiving her.

"Now since you didn't knock down all the pins for the first time, you get another shot. You think you got the hang of it?"

"Psh, yeah! I got this!" Webby saif confidently.

She grabs the same ball she had, and begins her technique, with this time landing in the gutter halfway before the ball reached the pins.

"Hey! What happened?!" Webby asked in disbelief.

Dewey couldn't help but laugh at Webby's reaction. "That's called a gutter! If your ball lands in that lane, you get no points."

"Well, in that case, you should totally help me out all the time" Webby says, a small smile forming.

"I can't! I'm competing against you!"

"Yeah, but…" Webby tries to come up with a good excuse just to be wrapped up in his arms again.

"Aw, is Webbigail Vanderquack afraid of losing?" Dewey taunts dramatically at his girlfriend.

Webby instantly went from disappointed to determined in the blink of an eye.

"On second thought, I got this." She proceeded to grab another bowling ball to try again and prove Dewey wrong.

"Webby, wait, it's not your turn!" Dewey yelled after her

"It is if I say it is!" Webby said jokingly, sticking her tongue out at Dewey, a smug look on her face.

"Oh no you don't!" Dewey grinned.

Dewey then proceeded to run to the lane just as Webby turned around for her third "turn". Suddenly, she felt a pair of arms around her waist as she was lifted up off the ground.

"Dewey! PUT ME DOWN!" was what she was trying to say in between her fits of laughter and trying to free herself as Dewey swung her around.

"Give me the bowling ball." Dewey asks calmly, still carrying Webby .

"NEVER!" Webby shouts.

"Give me the bowling ball and I'll let you go." Dewey adds, laughing a little at Webby .

"Ugh, fine…"

After a bit of trying to release herself, she finally gave up and handed Dewey the ball. As soon as she had surrendered, Dewey smiled, putting Webby down and grabbed the bowling ball.

"But just so you know, I will be getting back at you." Webby said, walking back down to the bench.

"Oh, are you now?" Dewey asks.

Webby nods smugly, a smirk slowly forming.

"Alright, sweetie" He laughs, turning around to get ready to bowl.

Upon hearing the word "sweetie", Webby shouted after him jokingly.

"I don't want your cute pet names! You know I hate that!"

Though Dewey heard Webby in the background, he kept his concentration on the pins, and manages to land a strike on the first try. He turns around, a smug smile on his lips as he walks toward Webby.

"I know, why do you think I did it?"

"Oh, so that's how you wanna play. Two can play like that."

She mutters to herself as she smirks back at Dewey. She grabs her bowling ball, playfully nudging Dewey as they pass one another. She bowls, and proceeds to knock five pins down. She then heads over to grab another bowling ball for her next turn.

"Aw, how cute. You need two turns." she heard Dewey taunt before she could grab her next ball.

Instead, she turned around to face Dewey and started walking toward him.

"Yes? Can I help you? Did you forget how to—"

Dewey was met with a small peck on his lips by Webby. Dewey, obviously stunned, saw Webby with a huge smirk after she pulled away. With their faces still inches close to one another, Webby lowered her voice.

"I win…sweetie." she smirked.

And with that, she smiled innocently, springing up to take her next try. It took some time for Dewey to gain his composure, but after he did, he responded to her kiss after she was done with her turn.

"You know, I would've stopped with a simple punch in the arm" he laughed, winking before heading to the lane for his turn.

He drives me crazy, Webby thought as she watched him bowl with an admiring smile on her face. The rest of the game ensured playful banter all the way through, though Dewey ended up winning the entire competition for the day.

Huey was busy working on his basketball skills, although he did see his two brothers with the girls. He felt his face warm up at the thought of Violet. He looked around the arcade, but couldn't find Dewey or Webby anywhere.

"Dewey…" Webby warned as he backed her up into a secluded corner of the arcade.

"Mhm?" he asked.

Her back hit the wall, and Dewey smiled as she finally got trapped.

"Don't come closer… don't come any closer… Dewey… I'm warning you..." she said, her voice getting lower and lower with each sentence.

He finally kissed her and she wrapped her arms around his neck. It was starting to get heated until…

"Mommy, look! Their lips are touching!" a little boy said, pointing at them.

They pulled apart immediately and Dewey blushed.

"They just had to come here." Webby snorted.

Dewey's phone vibrated, signaling that if they wanted to get to school on time, they would have to leave in 5 minutes.

"We can always continue this at home. We have to go." he smirked.

"Alright." Webby replied.

After rounding up his friends and family, Louie started the car, and drove back to the school.