Guest: That's exactly what the CILE does
Orochi: It's okay! And I could see a bubble bath ;))
Caetlyn27: SAME! I COULD NEVER IMAGINE DEWEY AS EVIL! Yeah, lmao, Sally is literally just the product of all of my ADHD thoughts, so that's why she's so wacky and random and impulsive. Ooh, I have a story for you: so recently I was on Tumblr, and there are all these dumbasses going: "DeBBiGaiL iS iNCeST, tHeY'rE SiBLiNGS!" I'm like, "Has the definition of incest changed in the last few years??" And I've noticed that it's mostly the Weblena shippers. Now, don't get me wrong, I love the ship of Webby x Lena, it's super cute, and they have a lot of cute moments on the show, but Tumblr… *shudders*, they're attacking every other ship, like Debbigail or Loubby, giving lame ass excuses like, "Oh, they're SiBLiNGs". Like, just let me ship them without getting attacked, jeez XD! Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk XDD
Not Ponytails or Cottontails: It's okay, I figured you were busy writing your fic :) Thank you for being there for every one of my milestones :)) And i will save Dewey and Webby for next chapter :)
Boss Teal: *cries in indecisiveness*
Guest: Louna :))
Flenners fanfics: If anything, your silence was making me mad. Glad to see you're alive.
Guest12: NEXT CHAPTER BECAUSE I DO NOT HAVE ENOUGH LOUNA IN THIS STORY
darkness: You've literally highlighted every single thing I'm stressed about for this story, and tripled it. I got lazy with the name, so yes, it's going to be called the second confrontation! NO SHIT THE STORY ISN'T GOING TO END SOON DD: this story may be long, but I'm not out here posting 100+ chapters
AJ: HOT DAMN!
riverajocabed1: And I'm glad you're alive! Thank you, thank you :))) I've been working hard on this story, and you're honestly one of the biggest reasons WHY I'm still even writing. I wouldn't say Sally was evil. Henry, yeah, he was evil, but he fell hard for Sally. I might add an origin story of how they met in a later chapter. And yeah, that was exactly my mindset when writing about Huey's anger! I'm assuming that's part of the reason why they grew up with Scrooge. Nerp, they have to rescue the rest of Duckburg XDD. And about the bomb, we'll definitely see what's going to happen to it. Will it detonate? Who knows… oh wait… I know! :) And yeah, I realized that I needed more Huey and Lena moments, because they haven't really shared once since the cabin in Cape Suzette. XDD Huey was trying to be polite! Nah, I'm gonna do Louie and Lena cause some of y'all pointed out I have no moments with them. I love the fanfics. AND SPIDERMAN?
Guest176: Because. There. Is. No. Need. For. Evil. Webby. Nah, the demolishing of the house is what brought them together. No, there's no Gosalyn. There's a Gosalyn in my other fic, Fearless, just not this one.
SophFandoms53: WELCOME! I just feel like it's getting too long, you know? Yeah, I literally felt bad AS I was writing the fight scene, but I needed readers to know how powerful the C.I.L.E was. Like, hell, Dewey was about to use a hammer in Webby for fucks sake. XDDD don't be shy when writing those! I remember reading This is Love on Wattpad, and people went nuts over a neck kiss. Soooo, if you ever want to incorporate some Rated T/M shit in HRI, then I guarantee you that people will go crazy XDDD. LMAOOO, THANK YOU FOR NOT CALLING ME A CRACKHEAD. Aww, thank you, dude you're way too kind XDD! We shall discuss the collaboration once the semi-finale of OTLTA comes along :)) i'll let you know soon :D
RANDOM: LMAOOO, I'm sorry for scaring you. I'm just impatient when it comes to thee sort of things. Damn, I need to find this girl, don't I?
dalek117: No worries! And louna it is :))) Oh! I also need help discussing the "bomb arc" for Dewey. I'll PM you later today :)
Guest12: I would rather make a plot where the kids are separated at birth, and are raised by different villains :) I just feel like I'll have more opportunities rather than just make one character evil
51, let's go!
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There was a comfortable silence in the TV Room as Lena healed Louie with her magic. He winced when Lena reached his bare chest, and she looked at him apologetically.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know Scrooge kicked you this hard." she sighed.
"I'm fine," he lied.
She stared at him questioningly.
"Okay," he folded. "My chest feels like it's on fire."
She chuckled.
"How are you holding up?" Louie asked.
She sighed. "Physically? Not bad. Emotionally…?"
He sighed. "I get it. I…" his voice broke, and he took a deep, shaky breath. "Me with Steelbeak, you with Magica."
"I'm just sick and tired of being used like a fucking pawn in all these pointless wars and battles." she groaned.
"War," Louie huffed bitterly. "Is where the young and stupid and tricked by the old and bitter into killing each other."
Lena sighed. "Well, when does it all end, Louie? When do we finally get to be happy? I thought after Steelbeak nothing bad would happen to us, but we face villain after villain. I just… I just want to start over."
"I don't think there's such a thing as a new beginning, Lena…" Louie murmured angrily. "With every day we live, we pick up new baggage, baggage that we have to carry with us for the rest of our lives. There's no dropping it and pretending we're clean just because we defeated one person."
Lena scowled. "So one thing leads to another, huh?"
Louie sighed. "One thing always leads to another. Especially with the McDuck family."
There was a tense silence.
"I'm scared." she said softly.
"I'm scared too," he admitted. "But Lena… the best thing we can do is push forward, and face it."
She squeezed her eyes shut. "What if something happens this time?"
Louie stared at her for a moment before gently cupping her cheek with one of his hands. He leaned in, and Lena closed her eyes as his soft lips made contact with her own. It was a soft kiss, but it held so much meaning—everything would be okay. They would get their happily ever after. He gently pushed her down until her back was comfortably settled on the couch.
"I've almost died at the hands of the Beagle Boys… after being that close to death, why should I fear it?" he asked sullenly.
"Louie…" she said sadly.
"I'm being serious, Lena," he said quietly. "Whatever happens, good or bad, just know that I love you."
She was just about ready to cry. "I-I love you too, Louie."
They kissed again, with Louie being slightly more aggressive on the matter. He wasted no time cupping her bottom, and giving it a rough squeeze. Lena let out a surprised gasp into his mouth, and he smirked.
"You're still hurt." she chided.
"Eh." he shrugged.
"Look at you, being all forward." she said coyly.
"I can't help it," he murmured. "I want you."
It happened so fast—the quick, firm press of his lips—was over before she thought to reciprocate. They stared at each other, breathing heavily. Louie kissed her hard, shuddering when she felt arousal form a hard knot low in her belly, and she writhed against him. Lena opened her legs wider, and he immediately lied in between them, lifting one of her legs over his hip. Louie was shifting and rustling as she undid his belt buckle. He kissed her neck before drawing her into the most passionate of kisses. There was the sound of unzipping, along with the harsh sound of her leggings ripping. Her nails dug into his bare shoulders as they roughly kissed, his tongue meeting hers with such agility. Her inner, feminine muscles clenched in recognition of it, and through the corner of her eye, she saw Louie hastily ripping open a condom.
And before she knew it, he was there, yanking her hips unceremoniously towards him, and he was thrusting—if not slamming—inside of her. Lena let out a scream as his nice, hard cock filled her. Louie gripped her hips harshly as he pumped inside her, slightly lifting her off the couch. Lena pulled away from the kiss, moaning loudly, her eyes rolling to the back of her head.
Louie's hands were everything on her body and roved over her breasts, her sides, over her ribs, her butt, both sliding to any part of her they wished for. Every thrust had him hitting her deep, finding that spot that sent sparks spiking throughout her system, and her head fell back again. Lena's gasps and pants turned into a string of moans and breathy sighs, as she fought for breath.
"Oh god! Louie!" her scream wrenched from her throat and when his fingers joined his cock to touch her. Everything in her tightened and exploded, and she felt lights flashed behind her eyes.
Lena shuddered in his arms, and he slumped into her shoulder, breathing heavily as well. Her body was a boneless mess, she was just starting to get her breath back, and realized that Louie was holding her, still hard inside. He was caressing her as if to calm her down, whispering sweet things in her ear, and kissing her forehead. Lena sighed at the tender treatment, considering what they just did and just closed her eyes, snuggling up into him and letting erotic contentment drag into the intimate lull that was overtaking them now, feeling warm and satisfied.
It lasted a little while longer before she registered that he was moving away. Lena whimpered slightly as he gently disengaged out from her.
"Come on," he said, holding out his hand.
She barely hesitated as she held his hand, and gingerly got off the couch on wobbly knees. Lena let him bring her closer for an embrace. She cuddled into his chest, letting him lay a light kiss on her hairline, hearing him inhale deeply, taking a deep breath.
She did the same into his chest, his scent calming her. "That was…"
"Incredible," Louie finished, and she felt something like happiness bloom in her chest and puffed out a breath. "That was incredible. You're incredible." he lifted her by the chin and brought her to his mouth for a kiss.
"Where are we going?" she asked with a small laugh, as he lifted her up.
He grabbed their clothes, and looked at her with glimmering eyes. The corner of his lips lifted to form his usual playful smirk.
"Where do you think?" he smirked.
Louie carried her upstairs, and used his other hand to open up the door to what she now saw was one of the spare bedrooms, dimly lit with a lamp, and the mattress covered with gray bed sheets.
"Besides," Louie winked at her. "This isn't over until one of us is ready to pass out," he smirked, an amorous edge to his expression. "You up for it?"
"Absolutely." she smirked. "But this time," she said as he set her down. "I'm in charge."
He laughed when Lena shoved him towards the bed, locking the door behind her.
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Sally woke up to someone gently kissing her neck.
"Good morning." she giggled.
"Good morning," Henry whispered. "How did you sleep?"
"Like a baby," she smiled warmly.
He was about to kiss her again, until there was a gentle knock on the door. With a huff, he hastily tied a bathrobe around himself, and went to go check who it was.
"O-oh, hi Duckworth." Henry stammered nervously. The ghostly butler was the only one who had made Henry truly feel like he was at home.
"Apologies, Mr. Muncher, but Scrooge wants both of you at breakfast." Duckworth said kindly.
"Sure, Duckworth. We'll be down in a minute." Henry smiled.
Duckworth nodded, but before leaving, he added, "You might want to cover yourself up better than that, Mr. Muncher." he hid his smirk at Henry's embarrassment.
"Damn," Henry cursed.
After getting dressed, Reaper led them down to breakfast, where Scrooge awaited them.
He smiled. "Good morning. I hope your night was okay?"
Sally smiled. "It was."
"How are your injuries?" Henry asked, sitting down.
Scrooge smiled. "Lena sped up the healing process with her magic, so better."
There was an awkward silence.
"I don't wish to address the elephant in the room, Mr. McDuck, but how much longer am I supposed to wait?" Henry asked. "We don't know what's out there."
"Exactly, and you want to charge out there, and face your mother? Henry, you're doing this for personal reasons, and if you're going to leave F.O.W.L, that's something you need to let go."
Henry huffed. "What personal reasons?"
Reaper shot him a warning look.
Scrooge straightened. "I understand Infiltrator is being held there, and I know you feel guilty about leaving her behind. I also know that Heron betrayed you, and that you want to beat her, but not for the sake of saving Duckburg, but to prove yourself. Am I right?"
Henry scowled.
"You don't have Duckburg's best interests at heart. But I know that you're better than that, Henry. You're not like your father, a deranged man who ruthlessly murdered Webby's parents, or your mother, a cool, collected heiress… you have good inside you."
Henry slammed his fists on the table angrily. If Scrooge was shocked, he didn't show it.
"You don't know me!" he snapped.
Scrooge raised an eyebrow. "So am I wrong when I say that you're insecure about this whole thing?"
"I-I…" Henry faltered.
Scrooge stood up, and finished the last bit of his nutmeg tea. "I rest my case," he said calmly. "We're having a meeting to discuss what to do with your mother later today. Be there."
And with that, Scrooge exited the room.
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Huey glanced down to see that Violet was still asleep. He felt a twinge of guilt. Even though Lena's magic had healed almost all her injuries, it didn't change the fact that he had still hurt her. Lena told him that it wasn't his fault… so why couldn't he think that way?
He shook his head. "Shut up, Huey."
Violet stirred at the sound of the familiar voice, and slowly opened her eyes. Huey's heart skipped a beat when she stared at him.
"I…" but she shushed him.
"I know." she whispered.
There was an awkward silence.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
He sighed. "I… I can't forgive myself."
He was cut off with a kiss. Or rather, she was kissing him, because he was so shocked into submission that he'd gone stiff and still. She tried coaxing him into participating with her. Violet pulled away a inch from his mouth to whisper, her voice huskier and sexier than Huey had ever heard it.
"Come on, Hubert." she nipped at his closed lips, eyes locked onto his, and he felt the short sting transform into molten heat that travelled through his body all the way to the center of his core. "I know you can do better than that. We both do." she smirked.
Huey kissed her again. He didn't know what it was. The tone of Violet's voice or the way she felt against him, all her female heat pressing into him just right, even through the clothes between them. When she leaned in again, Huey shut everything out and just... felt.
And it was fantastic. Violet straddled him, and he let himself indulge in her, as she pressed him fully against the mattress. Huey fell back, and enjoyed the pressure of her body on his. She thrust her tongue in his mouth and wiped most thought from his mind, hot breath filling her as they danced and rubbed and thrusted teeth, tongue, and lips against one another. He made a hungry growl in his throat, as he grabbed her rear, and she felt his erection through his sweats, bumping between her legs.
Huey felt... whoa. He felt hot and buzzed and tingly and... really, very horny. He felt the desperate urge to flip them over, but something told him that Violet was in charge.
God, he could really get used to this…
"I hope you know it's not your fault." she murmured between kisses.
"It was…" he half heartedly argued, his mind cloudy from the mind numbing pleasure. "I could've…"
"Could've what?" she whispered. "Flew all the way to Heron? You didn't even know what was going on." she said breathily.
He tried to respond, but Violet gently raked her nails down his bare chest, and gently pinched the fabric of his boxers.
"I…" he couldn't argue anymore. He needed her. "You're right," he said with a soft moan. "It wasn't my fault."
"Are you only saying that because," she gently cupped his growing erection, eliciting a sharp gasp from him. "Of that?"
"N-no." he said shakily.
She gave him a half lidded stare. "Hm?"
"You're right. It wasn't my fault." he murmured.
"Great!" she said with a smile, leaving him dumbfounded. The atmosphere in the room took a complete 180°.
"W-what?!" he asked.
Violet calmly climbed off of him, and giggled. "I read somewhere that the most effective way to win an argument would be through seduction."
He gaped at her. "Vi! Never mind, it is my fault! Come back here!" he laughed.
She laughed as he grabbed her and pinned her on the bed.
"Thought you were getting away with that?" he smirked.
She hooked a leg around his waist, and swiftly rolled them over. "Absolutely."
Before she could kiss him, there was a knock on the door.
"Huey? Vi? Mandatory family meeting." Louie called.
"How long do we have?"
Louie checked his watch. "10 minutes. Now hurry."
Huey gave her a mischievous look.
"Absolutely not." she smirked.
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Huey walked inside the TV Room. Henry and Sally were seated to the right of the room, Louie and Lena, along with Dewey and Webby, were seated on the long couch. Huey led Violet to the free loveseat, and sat down. Beakley, Donald, and Scrooge stood at the front.
"Okay," Scrooge began. "Let's discuss."
Henry shot to his feet. "About what?! My deranged mother taking over Duckburg?! Face it, McDuck, you fucking lost! There's no way getting out of this!"
"Sit down, Henry." Scrooge said calmly.
Henry gaped at him. "B-but…"
Sally saved him. "Sit down, Hen. You look like an idiot."
He seethed, but took his spot.
"Anyways," Scrooge said civilly. "Della, Daisy, and Launchpad are out of town. Donald and Beakley, can you communicate with them?"
"No," Donald sighed. "The soundwaves from the C.I.L.E are interfering with any form of communication."
"And we can't get the Lil Bulb tech, because we don't know if Gyro is okay or not," Beakley frowned.
"I'm assuming he is, I have my Money Bin protected," Scrooge said. "He practically lives there."
Dewey sighed. "Well, let's say we do get Bulb tech, how are we going to leave the mansion without getting hit by the C.I.L.E?"
"Water." Scrooge confirmed.
"Water?" Lena asked skeptically.
Huey was the first to understand. "Sound doesn't travel well underwater! If we go there, we won't get affected by the C.I.L.E!"
"That doesn't change the fact that we still have to go outside." Louie pointed out.
Scrooge glanced at Henry. "There has to be a weakness."
Henry sighed. "Other than the electromagnetic pulse, I'm afraid not."
Scrooge shook his head. "Think, Henry. There has to be another chink in the armor for a machine that big, and that poweful. One that can stun the effects of the C.I.L.E, just long enough for us to get to the marina, and get into the submarine. That way, we can travel via boat to your Gyro's lab, and he'll definitely have something to help us."
Henry thought about it.
"Ooh, Reaper! The voice control thingy!" Sally piped up.
"The what?" Scrooge asked.
Reaper nodded. "I think she's referring to the fail safe," he turned to the rest of the group. "It was a very small idea that I'm sure Henry forgot about. When he first started assembling the C.I.L.E, we installed fail safe, where his voice can override the control."
"That's exactly what we need." Violet said.
"However," Reaper warned. "It only works if Henry spoke in close proximity. He can't just barge into a room, and casually walk up to the C.I.L.E. Heron, Infiltrator, and dozens of Eggmen will be waiting. You'll have to subdue everyone in order to actually hear Henry's command."
The room went silent. Despair loomed over everyone.
"Wait… Infiltrator!" Huey realized.
"What about her?" Webby asked.
"Reaper, can't you contact her?"
"Huey, it's highly unlikely." Scrooge tried.
Huey wasn't backing down. "Hear me out. Reaper flew through the C.I.L.E's range, and didn't get disrupted at all. I know he can most likely contact Infiltrator!"
Reaper nodded. "He's right. It might be because both the C.I.L.E and I are both machinery made by F.O.W.L, meaning it can't harm me," Reaper closed his green eyes. "Come on, Infiltrator…"
They waited for a minute. Two. Suddenly, Reaper's stomach began glowing, and Scrooge saw that it was turning into a screen. Infiltrator's face began forming on Reaper's face. A staticy echo joined Infiltrator's voice, but it died down.
"Reaper, can you hear me?" she asked.
"I can hear you." he confirmed.
"Thank goodness you're all safe! Have you contacted McDuck?" she asked.
"I'm right here." Scrooge said.
"Listen, Infiltrator, we don't have time to talk. Where's Heron?" Sally asked.
"She's in her office."
"Is the C.I.L.E unguarded?"
Infiltrator went silent, then came back. "It is, but by nobody superior to my ranking. Why?"
"We need you to get close enough to the C.I.L.E." Reaper said.
Infiltrator thought about it. "The fail safe?"
Sally nodded. "Yes. All we need is for you to get us close so Henry's voice can override the system, just for a little bit. We'll use this time to go underwater and travel to Gyro's lab."
"Okay…"
Infiltrator quietly crept through the vents of the lair, and made her way towards the C.I.L.E. Nobody noticed her.
"Go! Now." she told her friends.
As Henry began whispering things to the machine, Infiltrator kept watch. Heron was still in her office, but there was no doubt that she would notice the C.I.L.E wouldn't be working.
The C.I.L.E shuddered. Almost there!
"And… done!" Henry grinned.
The C.I.L.E stopped working.
"That should be enough time for you to go to Gyro's lab. Now hurry! I'll try and find a way to contact Della, Launchpad, and Daisy." Infiltrator told them.
She hung up, and turned around, only to stare into the cold snake eyes of Heron.
Heron smirked down at her. "I always knew you would've been a traitor."
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Anddd I'll wrap it up here. I know a lot of you voted Debbigail, but some people pointed out that we don't see Louna much, so I decided to write about them :)) I promise Debbigail next chapter :D
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