Ch.6: Tension Storms

The air was tense with emotions as Diasy silently drove herself and the boys home, frustration and hurt welling in her mind as she replayed the events of Donald's departure, over and over again like a bad song.

The nephews remained silent, smart enough not to speak and irritate the female duck even more. Any word spoken right now would just make the whole situation worse.

Although the silence was just as bad.

Trapped in the backseat with his brothers, Dewey sat, unsure of what to feel, as he lingered between the two.

Huey's face was turned, staring out of the window, full of grief and guilt as he thought of the cruel words he had said to Uncle D. He didn't really mean that did he? Uncle D did a lot to help them out in the past.

Raising them, putting up with all their jokes, and even though he didn't like Alley, he still cared enough to call the vet.

Turning away from his red-clothed brother, Dewey looked over to Louie, who sat glaring over in Huey's direction. The green duck's eyes were filled with murderous fury, and Dewey flinched at the rage held within.

There was no doubt why Louie was upset. Those words said to Uncle D, combined with the incident at the waterfall, had been the tools who had pushed Donald away.

"Louie was right" thought Dewey to himself " It's our fault Uncle D went away."

Finally, the tense car ride was over as Daisy pulled up her driveway and parked on the path. Still frustrated and silent, she guided the boys out of the car and into her home.

Once inside, it took a while to get adjusted to the new surroundings, even though the boys had been over to Daisy's house before to care of her pet Knuckles when she was gone for a bit.

However, all those visits before had been temporary. Who knew how long this arrangement would last?

"I'll bring some of your stuff later" said Daisy to the boys " There's an extra guest room upstairs that should do for your room. I'll make supper in a bit."

With that said, Daisy walked upstairs to arrange the boy's bedroom for tonight, leaving the trio alone, standing in the den, tension rising from the ground.

Again, the silence proved to be deadly, and Dewey stepped back from his two brothers, sensing that something bad was about to go down.

"Guys I…," Huey started to say, but was suddenly interrupted as Louie pounced and landed on the red duck's chest. Dewey gasped in shock, as Huey looked surprised. Louie couldn't care less as he let his anger flare.

"This is all your fault!" yelled Louie " How could you say that to Uncle D!? Don't you realize how much pain we caused already!? He thinks we don't care! He thinks we don't love him! And now, because of you, he'll never see otherwise!"

Louie violently let go of Huey's shirt as he stood back on his feet, still glaring.

"I saw him the night after the waterfall" said Louie " You didn't see how sad he was, in how much pain. He was crying guys! He was crying because of us."

"Slab was right" he continued " we're nothing but bullies. All those times we've pulled him out of danger before doesn't count, if we're willing to trade our Uncle's life for that of a dog."

"You never like the fact that we wanted a dog around more than you!"

Huey's words came back to haunt him as he stood back on his feet, guilty and little bit shaken by Louie's assault.

"You're right" he said " it is my fault. Uncle D left because of me."

"No" said Dewey, stepping up to his brother " We're all to blame. If we hadn't threatened to send Uncle D down that waterfall then…,"

"Waterfall?" suddenly interrupted the surprised voice of Daisy.

As one, the boys looked up stunned to see Daisy descending back down the stairs. The female duck had overheard the last of Dewey's words, and suddenly, that 'something terrible' Donald refused to tell her about today became all to clear.

"You almost left him to die?" said Daisy, eyes narrowing to a glare " Boys, I can't believe either of you! Donald has given you so much, but you betray him for a dog! No wonder he was so upset today."

"It's no wonder he didn't feel like he was loved" she continued " or even if he deserved to raise you boys at all. From what I heard, Louie at least attempted to apologize, but Huey, Dewey, apologies don't count unless all three of you do it, and attempt to change."

"I don't know when Donald will return, but when he does, you'd better make things right! I'll go and make supper now."

And with that said, Daisy left, leaving the boys to stew on her words.

Yes, things needed to change. They all needed to make amends.

If…when Uncle Donald decided to return, they would all gather around and make things right, apologize for how he had been burned.

When Donald returned, his unanswered question would finally have an answer. But the important question right now was, would he ever come home?