HAPPY NEW YEAR! Hope you had a great Christmas/Hanukkah/Kwanzaa or any Holiday you may celebrate. This chapter will mainly focus on a before and after scenarios. As in, it'll show the kids dealing with the separation and then it'll show them dealing with the separation 7 years later. So there will be mostly description and hardly any dialogue in this chapter. Without anything else to say, here we go!
Day after day, everyone in the mansion couldn't seem to get any better from the situation. The girls didn't seem to want to have fun. If the boys aren't with them to create a chaotic environment with their shenanigans, what was the point?
Webby, Violet, and Lena were sitting in Webbys room, doing absolutely nothing. Violet wasn't in the mood to read, but her beak was still in a book. She hoped that a good story would distract her from the missing boys but it was no use. She missed her friends to the point where the sight of a book would bring back memories of the triplets. Adventure stories brought back the thought of Dewey. Whenever a trickster shows up her mind goes to Louie. And just the sight of any book would remind her of the red hat triplet. Everytime she came for a visit, Huey would try to meet up with her just to talk about the latest book. Sure she found it strange that Huey would put all his trust into a single book written by a group of campers, but he was the only one that held as much knowledge as her.
Lena was laying on Webbys bed. Her back pressed against the mattress and her head hanging off the side making everything look upside down to her. In her hands she played with her amulet. She didn't know how to feel, or what to do. She was closest to Webby but with the boys gone, the mansion didn't feel the same. Webby was down, Violet was more silent than ever, Scrooge even refuses to leave his office. It felt, dull, lonely, and very off. Like there was a missing puzzle piece in the family that can never be replaced. She never had a family before. Magica never treated her the way a true aunt would, so when Scrooge offered a spot in his family she was overjoyed. She would finally have love, trust and joy. While she ended up living with Violet and her family, she was still proud to have a home. It was everything she ever wanted, and now a chunk of it is gone.
Webby wasn't any better. She was a wreck. She laid on the hard floor, looking up at the ceiling, moaning in sadness and pain. She didn't know how she would move on without the boys. Does this mean no more adventures? No more excitement, monsters, myth or treasure hunting? Scrooge assured the girls that he wasn't giving up on treasure hunting but it just wasn't gonna be the same without them. All her life she was alone, treating the mansion like it was new territory to explore and fought monsters in her imagination. When the boys came, they gave her everything she wanted. Adventure, excitement, and friendship. Now with them gone, it was like a piece of her heart was torn off with no hope of putting it back. Deweys words echoed in her head ever since he left.
And if anything does happen to the family, I can promise you Webby that no matter where I am or what obstacle may be in my way, we'll always find a way back together again
Oh how she hoped these words were true.
In his office, Scrooge wasn't doing any better. He slumped in his chair, absolutely miserable. He would've ordered himself dozens of pizzas to eat his pain away, but ever since Beakly spent an entire month cleaning and chasing possums and pigeons out of the mansion, she limited his eating portions. Scrooge never thought he would have to feel this again. The emptiness, the heartbreak, the guilt of not being able to protect his loved ones, it was awful.
But at the same time he was relieved. He didn't need to worry about the new threat making its way to the boys. Because it seemed to spread faster than he thought. On his desk he had information on his family, friends and allies.
Drake Mallard/Darkwing Duck - Missing
Gandra Dee - Missing
Gosalyn Mallard - Missing
Just a day after the boys left, The little redhead went back to her house to pack her stuff. She was gonna move in the mansion so she was safe while her dad was gone. Unfortunately, she tried to take on the missing case of her father herself. She snooped around her house and was eventually led outside to her backyard. Before anyone knew it, she disappeared.
Goldie O Gilt- Missing
If things couldn't get any worse, she disappeared just a day after Gosalyn. The last time anyone saw her, she was walking back home. But after a few days of trying to contact her, Scrooge went over to her home only to see she had vanished.
Scrooge wasn't prepared to lose more allies and friends. What was the next target? Where could they be?
At Cape Suzette
"Thank you again Kit for letting us park the house boat here," Donlad had sailed his boat across the ocean and made it to Cape Suzzette. The sun just went down and he was finally able to park his boat near his friends business.
"No problem, Molly and I were more than happy to offer our help when you guys said you were moving here. We made sure to keep this spot free for you guys," Kit responded as he and Donald tied the boat to the doc.
"How long are you guys staying at Cape Suzette?" Molly helped Della unpack her things in the house boat.
"Oh, probably for a long while," Della sounded a bit down. She just finished telling about the events back at Duckburg to her, "Donald and I are looking for an apartment or a house here. Since I'm staying with them, the house boat is a bit too crowded. Besides, don't tell Donald I told you, but Daisy is coming here for a visit and let's just say that my brother is preparing a special gift for her."
"Awe, how sweet," Molly got the hint right away. She grabbed another box and opened it up. She paused when she noticed what was inside, "Della?" Molly picked up a glass cube that held one of the shattered pieces of the green gem.
"Careful with that!" Della swiped the glass box away and placed it back in the box, "Uncle Scrooge told me that it's best if I keep this thing safe. He suspects that if all the pieces come together it can create something awful. We need to do our best to keep each piece away from the wrong hands."
The female duck placed the box back into the cardboard box.
"How are the boy's doing with this big change?" Molly changed the subject. Della let out a sorrowful sigh at the thought of her boys.
"They haven't peeped out a word since we left Duckberg. They stayed in their rooms for the whole ride, completely shut out from the outside world. Poor boys, Dewey couldn't seem to let go of Launchpad when he dropped us off the dock…. Or more like Launchpad couldn't let go of Dewey," Della explained. She couldn't help but wonder, what was to come of her son's? Were they gonna adapt fast to their new life? All she could do was hope they do. It was for their best.
Inside the house boat, the triplets were minding their own business. Louie laid in his bed completely motionless. His eye's didn't tear away from the open window. He studied his new home. Tall buildings, airplanes parked at the dock, wooden houses and business built near the lake, he could even see the moon reflect on the water. Nothing like the view he had in the mansion. In the mansion he got a great view of all of Duckberge, including the houses of his friends. But the view wasn't all he had to leave behind. There was his office Scrooge gave him for his Louie corporation. How was he going to expand that business here in Cape Suzette?
Dewey was sitting on the floor, listening to music with his headphones on. He played around with the keyboard he use to play at the mansion. He hoped this would clear his mind but it didn't work. There was no way he could forget about his friends and all the adventures they had. Especially Webby. They had so much fun together, adventuring, treasure hunting and just doing stunts together. Everything he did reminded of him of that wild soul. He couldn't even think about singing or making music without her by his side. They were supposed to be a pair, they even wrote a duet together.
Huey sat at his desk, studying the gift Fenton gave him. He waved the metal wand to the right to make the nanites move to the right. Then to the left, making them move left.
"Cool," Huey whispered, not breaking the silent atmosphere. He played around with the nanites some more, figuring out how he could improve them. But with every thought only brought more sadness. He was gonna miss his favourite scientist, his idol who kept Duckburge safe. He strived to be just like him, smart, kind, heroic, in fact.
He looked through his desk and pulled out a journal. He opened it up to reveal drawings of a smaller model of the Gizmo suit. It was colored red and white just like Fentons suit. One of the pages had a list of gadgets and powers the suit would have. Jet boots to help him fly, laser cannon on his left arm and a small helmet like Gizmos Ducks. On the chest was a red letter B. On the top of the page it's spelled out Gizmo Buddy. He hoped that once his design for this suit was done, he could show it to Professor Gearloose in hopes to make it a reality.
"Nice hero costume," Huey looked up to see his mom at the door. He gave a small smile before responding with a simple thank you. Della walked into the room and took a seat near the bed, "How you boys feeling?"
"Great," Louie replied in a plain tone, "We just left the one and only home we had but other than that we're just great."
"I know this is gonna be hard, it's just as hard for your uncle and I. We came here in hopes to give you boys the happiness and safety you deserve. It may not have as many adventurers as you like or mythical creatures trying to kill you, but just give this new life a chance."
They boys only sighed at this statement. They each had a sad and empty look to them, but they didn't want their mother to feel bad.
"We can try mom," Huey admitted. Della gave a sympathetic smile and a kiss to his cheek. She hugged her boys and place a kiss on each one.
"In a few weeks you'll be going to a public school…"
"Really?" Dewey perked up at the mention of this.
"As you boys go to school, Donald and I will be house hunting. We don't want you boys causing any trouble while we're away, got that?" Della warned them at the door. The boys nodded their heads and watched their mom leave.
"I guess it won't be so bad," Louie thought out loud, "I can move Louie incorporated at the school. It's about time I expanded my business beyond Duckburg."
"Maybe once I improve these nanites, I can show them off at a school science fair," Huey thought out loud. As his brothers tried to look at the bright side, Dewey couldn't help but continue to feel his heart break. He clutched onto the bracelet Webby gave him, trying to deal with the empty void in his heart.
"How could you guys be so positive? We just lost our Great Uncle, our friends, our home," Dewey clutched onto his bracelet even tighter. He didn't know how much longer he could take this pain. His brothers remained silent, thinking about what to say.
"Dewey, we may be away from them, but we still have each other," Huey tried to say but Dewey didn't seem to care, "I know that sounds cheesy, but I know for a fact that Uncle Scrooge wouldn't want us moping around like this. And if you can't move on for yourself, move on for them. Our friends and family."
"I…. I'll try," Dewey sighed. Huey and Louie both curled up next to him on the floor. They huddled up and listened as Dewey played around with his keyboard.
"I'm gonna miss them too Dewey…." Huey added.
"And I'm sure they miss us as much as we do," Louie finished Hueys statement. The three remained huddled up, thinking about what's to come, how they would move on.
?
In a dark cave, a cloaked lady was placing small bits of a green stone on a flat rock made to use as a table. Each bit of green stone was like a puzzle piece. She moved them around so each shattered pieces fit into the other perfectly. She had what looked like half a green gem.
"This is taking a lot longer than I thought it would," she told herself. A light of green formed into a pair of glowing eyes on the cave walls. It looked down at her as if disapproving on what she just said, "What? I didn't think this was gonna take so long. Ever since I heard about your story I searched day and night for your coffin. You should be thankful that I'm working as hard as I am, looking for the shattered bits of your talisman."
The glowing eyes peeled off the cave walls and gave the lady a cold glare.
"Yes yes, I know your part isn't a picnic either. Scaring away the kids so they lose their strength in numbers," the lady said as if she was tired of this spirit. The green light formed itself into a pair of glowing green hands and handed her something. She took a look to see it had some different stones glowing like little stars. One was a regular purple color and smooth stone. One was a very dark shade of purple, almost sharp like. Anotherone was glittering green gold. Sparkling brighter than the sun. The last one was a dark deep red with sharp edges. She reached her hand for the purple stone, and grabbed it. She pulled it closer to her and admired the gem. It was gorgeous, it even had electric blue streaks across it.
"I see you've been busy," the lady grabbed the other gems and walked deeper into the cave. The more she walked in, the darker it got. She moved her hands around the cave, making sure she didn't run into anything. Soon, her left hand felt a loose rock on the wall. She lightly pushed it causing it to fall allowing a stray of dark green light shine onto her face. Inside she can see a large lake with gems, mostly green, surrounding it. The lady pulled some stones away, making the hole bigger for her to go through. Once it looked big enough, she crawled through it and hopped out on the other side. The first thing she did was examine her surroundings, making sure no one was inside besides her. Nothing but green gems surrounding the cave from top to bottom.
She walked to a cave wall that had been carved to look like shelves. She placed the stones on the shelves, leaving a space between each one. After she placed them on the shelf, the green spirit carved names above each stone. With a green glow, the name Drake appeared above the purple smooth stone, the name Gandra appeared above the sharp, dark purple gem with electric blue streaks. Gosalyn was written above the deep dark red gem, and finally Goldie was written above the smooth gold green gem.
"Once we have all the pieces to the talisman, you'll finally rise again," the lady comment as she placed the bits of green gems on top of a coffin she had in the cave, "Let's just hope it won't take long to find all the pieces."
7 years later
Inside a school, a group of students were impatiently waiting in their seats and staring straight at the clock on the wall.
"Come on, come on," a boy in a blue jacket and shirt eagerly looked at the clock. Only a couple minutes away and he'll be free but to him it felt like forever. With each movement the hand made, the slower it got. The blue boy clutched onto his desk so tightly, he would have broken a part of it off , "Why can't time go any faster!?"
He silently cried out as he let his head fall onto the desk.
To pass the time, he fidget with his bracelets he wore. One being the friendship bracelet Lena gave him during the sleepover, and the other being the one Webby gave him before they left Duckburge. He never took these off unless he was about to get wet or take a shower. Especially the one Webby gave him. He even considered it a good luck charm whenever he played a basketball game. It was the one piece he had of Webby and when he wore it to every game, it was like she was there with him.
In another class, a boy in red uniform was writing like crazy on his last essay. His focus was 100% on the paper as if his life depended on it.
"Chill dude, it's just an essay about our school year," A classmate told him.
"There's so much to talk about!" The red duck said in a panic, "So many teachers to thank! So many lessons to think back on and all the memories I made here!"
The red dressed boy continued to write like crazy.
In another classroom, a teen was napping on his desk, barely paying any attention to the teacher.
"Llewellyn Duck!" The teacher called out. The green duck shot up, wiping off any drool from his desk or face.
"A113! That's the answer!" Louie cried out causing a chuckle from his class.
"It may be the last day of school but I still need you all to pay attention," the teacher warned him. He turned back around and taught the class once again. Louie looked at his desk where plans for a business stand was. He spotted a poster about the school summer dance that was coming up. He was never the type to go to formal parties or any school event really. Not for the fancy suites and dancing of course. He would go to every school event with a new product to sell. He looked over the list of ideas he wrote down.
Louie's Energy Drinks - Track event. Running out of fuel and need a jump start? Louie's freshly made energy drinks will give you that kick you need. Made with all natural ingredients and a pinch of food coloring (Made by Louie himself) Louie incorporated isn't responsible for permanent color stains on your teeth or tongue.
Louie's Rally Items- Football event. Need something to cheer on your team, Louie incorporated has what you need. Air horns, noise makers, confetti blasters, we have it all. Louie is not responsible for ear damage. So please don't sue again.
This time for the dance, he had what looked like a dessert and flower stand. Forgot to get your sweet date a present? No problem, Louie has you covered with fresh flowers and sweet desserts sure to make your girl melt. Hopefully there's no set back this time.
He played with his pencil thinking of ways he can improve his business here. His eyes soon wandered to a ring he wore for the past 7 years. A gold green colored gem wrapped around his finger with a gold band. He had finally grown into it at age 15 just like his brothers told him. Everyday he wore it as a piece of home he left behind. There were occasions where he would freak out if the ring was out of his sight. In his eyes, this was his lucky charm because it's what reminded him of what it took to be a businessman. Being sharper than the sharpies.
Ring!
The sound of the school bell rang. Louie gathered all his belongings and ran out like his life depended on it.
At the halls, Huey was cleaning out his locker. He opened a metal box he had in there and pulled out a metal wand. He moved the metal wand around letting out what looked like multiple nanobots from the box. The little bots attached themselves to each other creating a small robot like figure. With all the little nanobots combined, it created a 6 inch, smooth, silver colored robot. Huey smiled at his invention and tapped it's lil head with the wand. This seemed to wake up the little robot for it's eyes glowed an electric blue.
"Hello H.E.R.O.I.C 1987. Ready to help me clean?" Huey asked it. The little robot's eyes curved to indicate a smile. It walked around the locker and collected whatever it could.
The red triplet did as he was told 7 years ago. He worked on Gandras nanite project as much as he could. In fact he can't remember a day he didn't work on it. With enough research and programming, he was able to make the little bots into a bigger bot. A bot that could help, heal, protect and store data.
H.E.R.O.I.C 1987 stood for Heroic. Electric. Reinvigorate. Outstanding. Intelligence. Computer. 1987. With 1987 being the amount of attempts it took to perfect him.
"Playing with your toy again Huey?" He heard Dewey behind him. He didn't turn since he was too busy putting books into his backpack.
"We've been through this Dewey. H.E.R.O is more than a toy," Huey explained, "H.E.R.O can do so much. Heal, carry 1000 times his weight, produce electricity and save information. Not to mention he can break apart and rebuild at will thanks to the fact he's made of nanobots,"
"Yea yea, move aside," Dewey placed a pop tart on Hueys locker in front of H.E.R.O, "Yo H.E.R.O, mind helping me warm up my snack?"
The little robot looked down at the tart and processed what Dewey said. In its hands, it produced electricity and zapped the tart a couple times until it was toasted.
"Dewey, I didn't install a toaster in your locker for nothing," Huey told his brother.
"But H.E.R.O gives my tart a special lightening taste," Dewey took a bite of his snack and moaned in delight, "Mmmm, yea, I can taste the sparks."
"Guys!" Louie ran to them, "I have a fantastic idea for the school dance."
"No no no," Huey wasn't hearing it, "Remember last year? You tried to sell a cleaning product to the janitors. Saying that you invented a liquid that can make glass invisible so you can see through it?"
The two looked at one another for a couple seconds.
"Well it worked didn't it?" Louie said. Huey rolled his eyes and grabbed the last of his books from the locker, "The point is, there will be so many suckers who forget to get their dates a gift. I'll be making hundreds, possibly thousands. If you two help, I'll gladly split my profits."
"No thanks Louie, I'll be too busy helping out my basketball team with their fundraisers. We're selling those cute little balls of chocolates with wrapping that makes it look like a sports ball," Dewey denied his offer. Louie glanced at Huey and gave him a nudge.
"What about it Hubert? A chance to but your business knowledge to the test,"
"No thanks Louie. I don't even think I'm going to the dance this summer. Nothing for me to do there," Huey denied as well.
"What about that little girlfriend of yours? Lilly? Lizzly?..."
"Lizzette," Huey corrected him before looking a bit heartbroken, "Yea she broke up with me last month."
"Ouch," Louie commented, "If it makes you feel any better, I never liked her. Too spoiled in my opinion. Pushing others around, full of herself, demanding everything be her way, insults nearly every student in this school on her blog. I mean who does she think she is? Just because she's the richest girl in this school doesn't mean anything…. How did you even fall for that girl?"
"Yea, she's not the type of girl I thought you date," Dewey added in. Huey shrugged his shoulders.
"I know but I just couldn't help myself. She was so beautiful, charming, smart, It felt like I….."
Huey soon felt dizzy to the head. He tilted to the side where his brothers had to pull him back to his feet.
"Whoa! You ok?" Dewey asked his older brother.
"Not really. I've been feeling extremely anxious and empty without her."
"Come on bud, I know just the cure for a broken heart," Dewey told him.
"Frozen Yogurt from Jo's FroYo?" Louie asked hopefully.
"You know it. My treat," Dewey offered. Louie fist bumped the air as he followed his brothers, "Your paying half Louie."
"What!?" Louie complained.
In Duckburg
At the gym, two girls sitting in the bleachers were cheering for their fencing team. Or at least one of them.
"COME ON WEBBY! SHOW THAT GIRL WHAT A VANDERQUACK CAN REALLY DO!" A girl with short hair and pink tips cheered at the top of her lungs. Next to her, a girl was reading her book on fencing. Her curly hair was pulled into a messy bun and she wore a formal purple and white school uniform.
"A little over the top wouldn't you say Lena?" The girl asked without tearing her eyes from the book.
"Come on Vi! Get up and cheer on our girl!" She pulled onto Violet and tried to get her on her feet.
"I prefer a more calmer approach when it comes to sporting events," the hummingbird didn't tear her eyes away from the book. Lena just smiled and rolled her eyes at her sister. At the fencing filed, two girls were sparring.
One was from Cape Suzette, the other was from Duckburge, Webbigail Vanderquak.
"Get down," the one from Cape Suzette mumbbled in frustration. She swung her sword for a touch but Webby deflected the move and began to push her opponent back. She stayed swift, she stayed focus, she remembered every training method she learned from her grandmother. Webby moved back to avoid another touch and lunged forward.
"Touché!" Webby called out the second her sword touched the other girls chest. The referee whistled indicating that was the end.
"Duckburg High School wins the match!" The school of Duckburg raised to their feet and cheered at their victory. The two girls walked away and went to the refreshments. Webby removed her helmet and held out for a hand shake.
"Hi! I'm Webby. Great match today, you really put up a fight," the other girl remove her mask. She had ocean blue eyes and her white hair was braided into a thick bun, indicating she had long and thick hair. A light blue ribbon entwined with her hair, giving her a nice formal look.
"You lucked out," she suddenly said catching Webby off guard, "I clearly had the first touch but the referee either was too blind to see or played favoritism."
"Hey," Lena walked up behind Webby with Violet, "Webby won fair and square. No need to be a sore loser."
The girl had an annoyed look to her until she drank some water. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath to calm herself down.
"Pardon my poor sportsmanship, I'm just not use to losing. I've won many competitions in the past you see," the girl added in. Webby was about to say it was ok but the girl talked before her, " It was a real surprise when you beat me."
"Me?" Webby repeated. The girl nodded yes before continuing.
"Unless I misheard your friend cheering you on, your Webbigail Vanderquak, am I right?" She asked, to which Webby nodded yes to, "Resident of the Mcduck Manor. Companion of Scrooge Mcduck on his adventures?"
Webby blushed a bit at this. She was never the type to flatter herself.
"I'm more of a faithful ward,"
"I see, I must say your not at all that I imagined," She claimed. This caught Webby off guard again. This girl was all over the place. She wasn't sure if she was trying to be nice or mean.
"What do you mean by that?" Webby asked with some nerves bubbling up inside her.
"Nothing bad, as a girl who spends all her life in the mansion, I expected someone more….. snooty and spoiled," Webby felt relieved when she told her this, "Most upper class girls I've met rarely ever join sporting events. And usually those who do I have no trouble beating cause they're too busy watching out for their hair or outfit. That's why I was surprised. You fought well for a girl from the upper class."
"Oh well… ``thank you ," Webby chimed, "That means a lot."
The girl held out her hand for Webby to shake.
"The names Lizzette A. Quakopoulos," the girl smiled as she shook Webbys hand, "That's right, the Quakopoulos. One of the richest families in Cape Suzette."
"Nice to meet you," Webby gladly said, "What brings you to Duckburge?"
"Besides the fencing match, Your 17th birthday party at Mcduck's manor," Lizzette answered kindly, "My family got invited to attend your party this weekend. So we traveled over here and spending the week at Duckburg."
"Really? How exciting!" Webby jumped up in excitement, "Can't wait to see you there."
"Lizzette!" Her coach called to her. Lizzette quickly took another cup of water and began to leave.
"Hope to meet up with you again Webbigail," Lizzette waved goodbye.
"Bye," Webby waved bye as well, "I like her."
At the mansion
Webby was trying in some new outfits for her to wear at her party in a week. Lena laid on the bed watching Violet picked out Webbys next outfit.
"What about this one?" Webby came out of the bathroom with a red short dress, "Too plain? Simple?"
"Not your color," Lena told her as Violet handed her another dress. Lena enjoyed helping Webby out with small girl stuff like this. It was nice to just relax and take a break from adventuring. Just like he promised, Scrooge hadn't stopped his adventures. While he didn't do it as often as before, he still took Webby, and even Lena and Violet at times, to at least one adventure every month.
"This one?" Webby came out with a long shimmering green dress.
"Too disco," Lena denied. Again, Violet handed her another dress and pushed her in the bathroom. Lena played around with her friendship bracelet as she waited. Just like her old triplete friends, she never took it off. She treasured her friendship with the boys as much as she did with Webby. In her mind, these bracelets were the only things that connected them all no matter how far they were.
"Ok, this one?" Webby came out with a pink dress with sparkles on the top part. It stopped below her knees and had a nice neat white bow around her waist.
"Hmmm…. It's missing something," Lena thought out loud. She turned to a dresser and opened a drawer. She dug in looking for any accessories to complete the look.
"How about this?" Violet picked out a familiar bracelet, Webbys friendship bracelet. Lena's eyes sparkled at the sight. She took it into her hands and placed it on Webbys wrist.
"Perfect," Lena chimed.
"Is this ... the bracelet I made when we were kids?" Webby recognized it. This question broke Lenas heart. She nodded yes and watched Webby check her outfit out in the mirror. Since the age of 15, Webby stopped wearing her friendship bracelet. Webby seemed to forget about her childhood, along with her sense of sentimental value. She took off her friendship bracelet and placed in a drawer again.
"It kinda clashes with the dress," she said. Violet and Lena glanced at one another with disappointment.
"Whatever," Lena acted like it didn't bother her. Webby went back into the bathroom to change out of her dress. The two sisters waited and looked around the room.
So much had changed. Webby painted her room pink, and had piles of magazines laid out on her desk. Not to mention she had hundreds of hearts. Hearts drawn on the wall, heart shaped pillows, and tons of stuff animals with heart patterns. It was so odd to see Webby like this. She changed a lot around the age 15.
Violet concluded that Webby needed a big change in order to help her cope with the absence of the triplets. But not even Violet could've seen a change this big. All of Webbys adventure equipment was put into storage along with her magic spell books and artifacts. In fact she even denied going on an adventure with Scrooge last month.
"I'm worried for Webby," Lena finally told Violet.
"What concerns you?" Violet asked.
"She seems to be…. Moving on too much ," Lena wasn't sure how to say this, "I know you said some people need a change in their lives to move on from tragic events but Webby….. It feels like she's forgotten who she is."
"As much as I hate to admit it, Webbigail has been neglecting her past," Violet walked around the room, scanning every inch. She stopped when she was under the attic. She pulled it down and climbed up. Inside she could see all the artifacts Webby stored away. Lena followed her sister into the attic.
Dust coated everything in sight. Lena and Violet looked at a couple items like Webbys old spell books, magic gems, and her signed poster of Rakky. Everything was untouched for years, even her box full of all things Mcduck. At the very bottom was a framed picture of the triplets with all their friends.
"It's difficult to believe Webbigail would store these things away," Violet pulled out some images of the triplets, "The triplets were all she could talk about when they left."
"Remember how she didn't let any of us sleep until we finished their parting gift?" Lena laughed at the memory as she admired the pictures of her friends. Violet followed Lena's laughter as she admired the picture too. Soon the hummingbirds smile melted away.
"How could Webbigail leave these memories up here untouched?"
"It's almost as if she doesn't want to look back at them," Lena thought.
"Lena? Violet?" They heard Webby coming out of the bathroom. The girls put everything back and walked down the attic.
Like I said, this chapter was mainly to show how the kids felt during their separation. Then to show how they ended up 7 years later. It may be slow but everything here is necessary, you'll see why in the future. And yes, Webby is out of character for a reason.
And you bet it took me over 2 hours non stop to come up with H.E.R.O.I.C 1987s name. I first went with P.A.L then Gizmo helper, Gizmo Buddy, but I eventually landed on H.E.R.O.I.C 1987 because of Hueys love for heros. Well I'm about to go to sleep so good night!