Huh, the next chapter is here so soon? Well I do stay up till 2 am working on this. I think I may have fallen in love with my own story, that even I want to see what happens next. And did anyone see the premiere! Violet has officially become my new favorite! Sorry Huey, still love you.
And since this chapter is pretty climactic, it's extremely long. It was over 15,000 words. Yikes! So I cut it in two parts. Expect part 2 either tomorrow or Thursday at the latest. Just need to edit it.
Angelwings2002 - Yikes, sorry for the mistake. I didn't think deleting my author note would cause all this. And I actually feel guilty reading your review because of what I'm gonna do to this story. Hopefully I don't break your heart.
Jpbake - Violet needs to watch her carefully? Are you sure she's not just the distraction or something? And there might be someone else they need to be on the lookout for?
Lilbree - Well I will say it, Violet does figure it out almost right away, and that's not even a spoiler.
therealjordan23 - Honestly, a guy in trance is pretty cute. It shows they like/love whatever their seeing or thinking. My opinion, I feel like one of my friends would find it creepy. And don't worry, this story is rated K plus, no v cards or drugs here. XD . but she does take advantage of his kind nature, which is why he's her easiest target. And I guess you can say you just wrote a fanfiction to a fanfiction. You mind if I take some inspiration from that scene you wrote? Hopefully not because it's in this chapter. And it's not my 1 year yet. Close but not yet, thanks anyways and don't worry about reviewing too much. I reviewed yours like 5 times in one day once.
Techno Duck - Awe, thank you, glad you gave it a chance. And yeah, Lizzette is actually based off of a couple of girls I met before. Spoiled, entitled, and very pushy. But there is a reason for being the way she is. And that "I THOUGHT THIS WOULD HAVE SOME HUEY x VIOLET IN IT!" I wasn't sure if I should read that as "I thought you were gonna put Huey x Violet in the story?" Or "I knew these two would be here!"
dalek117 ( Who pm me the review) - And man am I glad you did. Are you an expert theorist or something? You literally got 70% of the story right! And I'm saying this now cause your questions are gonna be answered today!
Sun was setting and the teens had made it back to the mansion just in time. In the distance, a limo could be seen.
"She's here!" Lena chimed. She dragged Violet down the stairs and waited for her best friend to come. Louie did the same and Dewey was about to. Except Huey got his attention first. The red triplet hadn't torn his eye's from his phone the entire ride home.
"Huey? Webbys almost here," Dewey tugged on Hueys arm.
"Uh huh, just a second," Huey didn't have any kind of reaction to his brother. His fingers were tapping away on the keyboards of his cell phone. Dewey looked over his phone and frowned when he saw he was texting Lizzette.
"Will you stop texting her for a while," Dewey grabbed Hueys phone and put it in his pocket.
"Wait, she might call me later," Huey pleaded and reached out for his phone.
"Call? Who makes phone calls for casual conversation nowadays?" Dewey pushed his brother back before saying, "You'll get your phone back after we welcome Webby back."
"Webby is coming?!" In a blink of an eye, Huey dashed down the stairs and to the driveway. Dewey just rolled his eyes at Huey's lack of attention. It wasn't like him to be so absent minded.
The limo parked right in front of a group of excited teens. Della, and Donald were the first ones to come out.
"Hey boys," Della hugged her sons, "Sorry for being absent all day."
"Is Webby ok?" Dewey was the first to ask.
"She's fine but she may have some issues right now," Donald nervously said.
"Issues like what?" Lenas heart sank at the sound of this.
"OH MY GOODNESS YOU'RE HERE!" The atmosphere was broken into by a squealing voice. An all too familiar pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around the triplets.
"Whoa Webby, can't breath," Louie choked out but Webby was not letting go anytime soon.
"I can't believe it! I thought it was all a dream!" Webby hugged them even tighter before releasing them.
"Relax Webby, it's only been one day since you saw us," Dewey laughed.
"One day? It's been five years since I last saw you three!" Webby threw herself onto Dewey and hugged him with all her might.
"Five years?" The group of teens repeated in confusion.
"She appears to have lost 2 years worth of her memories," Beakly explained with a little worry in her voice, "She can't remember anything past the age 15."
"Not true, I still remember part of my birthday party yesterday," Webby explained.
"Parts," Beakly repeated.
The boys laughed when they saw Dewey struggling to breath in Webbys grasp, while also holding onto their hearts. Webby had trails of tears running down her cheeks like a waterfall. Her breathing became unsteady as she tried to speak.
"I never thought I would see any of you ever again," Her voice cracked as she nuzzled against Deweys shirt. Not caring that she was soaking his shirt in tears, or that he might die of lack of oxygen, Dewey simply hugged her back.
After a while, everyone was getting ready to sleep. Lena and Violet insisted on staying for the night since they wanted to be with Webby after she got out of the hospital. They spent the night talking about everything Webby forgot.
"Wait, I actually joined cheer instead of football?" Webby laughed at the thought.
"Something about wanting to support your boyfriend," Lena smiled and shrugged. Webbys smile grew even more as she looked down at her hands.
"Wow, I can't believe I had a boyfriend,"
"You don't remember a thing about Abigor?" Dewey asked. He felt a spark of hope when he did. Webby shook her head no before speaking.
"He sounds like a good guy though," Webby commented.
"Hmmm…. He's a fun guy to be friends with," Lena told her. Webby got on her feet and looked around the room.
"I had some strange but cute taste," Webby looked at her pink hearted wallpaper. The only thing she wasn't liking was the boy band posters she had, "Really strange taste in music. But I do like all these little guys!"
She hopped into her bed that was full of stuffed animals. She squeezed each and every one of them, feeling their soft texture.
"So cozy and soft," she released them and looked around her room some more, "But where are all my things. My magic rocks, my weapons, my spell books,my signed poster of Rakky?"
"You stuffed it all in the attic," Dewey told her. He got on his feet and pulled the attic down. Webby rushed up followed by her friends. All but two. Lena noticed Huey was outside the door speaking on the phone.
"It's good to spend time with you too but I can't," She heard Huey. Lena opened the door and looked at the hall. Huey noticed her and simply waved. Lena walked up to him and was about to ask who he was talking to but the quiet atmosphere let her hear the voice on the other line.
"Awe please Huey," Lizzettes voice pleaded. Lena leaned on the wall and listened in, "I would love to go to the dance with you."
"Sorry Lizzette, but I already have a date," Huey felt his head pound after this sentence.
"Is it that weird Violet chick? Cause you can do so much better."
Before Huey could say anything, Lena grabbed Hueys phone and shouted.
"Excuse me! Who are you to say that my little sister isn't good enough?"
"Lena, calm down," Huey gently took his phone back, "Sorry Lizzette, I'll talk to you later."
With that he hung up.
"Dance? Violet?" Lena wanted to make things clear.
"Violet asked me to the dance and I agreed," Huey blushed a bit at this. His vision became slightly blurry but he shook it off.
"So you're the lucky date huh?" Lena smirked.
"She told you?" Huey asked.
"She said she was going but since she's not a student at Cape Suzette, I only assumed she got herself a date with someone who is. Who thought it be you," Lena chuckled, "I guess I'll see you and Vi there."
"You're going too?"
"Louie asked me to be his partner at the stand. He's gonna need all the help he can get," Lena answered. The two friends began to go back in the room but before they did, Huey spoke up.
"How much do you want to bet Dewey is gonna ask Webby to the dance?"
"Ha, if anything Webby will ask him," Lena told him.
Up in the attic, Webby was looking at her old spell books. She blew all the dust off and studied it.
"How could I ever place these up here?" She thought out loud.
"Violet says you were trying to get rid of your past as a way to cope," Dewey told her and sat next to her.
"That doesn't really sound like me," Webby commented. Her eye's traveled down to Dewey's arm and she let out a loud gasp.
"What is it?" Dewey got scared by her sudden reaction. Webby grabbed his hand and looked at the bracelets.
"You still have the bracelets?" She chimed. Her eye's shimmer with happiness and tears.
"Of course," Dewey smiled,"I never took them off unless I had to. I wear them to every game, it's like my good luck charm cause it's a piece of you that'll always be with me."
"Awe, that's so sweet. You take it to every basketball game?"
Dewey nodded yes before being taken back by her comment.
"How do you know I play basketball?" Dewey asked.
"I did say I remember bits of my 17th birthday party," Webby lightly tightened her grip on his hand, "You were really sweet with everything you told me."
"You remember all that?" Dewey scratched the back of his neck and nervously laughed.
"Everything. I thought it was just a dream but when I saw you at the stairs of the mansion, I nearly cried. It wasn't a dream and my heart was ready to explode!" Webby said with so much excitement, "How long are you staying?"
"Just for the week," Dewey sadly told her. He placed both his hands on hers when he saw her eye's suddenly go from happy to disappointed, "It'll be ok. We still have 5 days left. How about we go to the dance tomorrow? We can spend more time that way before I leave."
"Really?" Webbys eye's lit up with some happiness. Dewey nodded yes earning him a tight hug from her.
The next day, the dance was coming and everyone was getting ready. Webby dragged her friend's to a store to get everything they needed for the dance. Despite Lena saying they had dresses at the mansion and that she wanted to wear a suite, Webby still dragged them both to the store.
"Ok Webby, it's your first school dance with an actual date," Webby took a deep breath in and picked out an arm full of dresses.
"Um, ma'am, the limit is 4," The lady in the changing room told her.
"Hand us some to try on, will you?" Lena laughed at her friend's attempt to stay cool. She handed some dresses to Violet and for herself.
"I'm just so excited!" Webby rushed into a stall and wasted no time, "The boys are back! I'm going to Cape Suzette today! Not to mention I actually got a date!"
"With Dewey no less," Lena teased her.
"I know!" Webby cheered.
Lena picked out her outfit pretty fast. A sparkling black dress that reached her knees and a white belt. Her amulet complemented the look along with a black hat she picked out.
Lena went in to help her sister all while Webby constantly threw dresses to the side like the wind. She would run out of the room and come in with more dresses to try on.
"She's really running like the wind," Lena laughed. When she heard Violet open her stall, she turned and gasped.
"Vi, that's…. it's…"
Violet wasn't sure if Lena being speechless was a good sign or not. She looked in the mirror and studied the dress. Dark purple with some sparkles on the bottom. The cut was short in front and long in the back. The dress reached up to her neck and was sleeveless.
"Is it too exaggerated?" Violet asked. Lena gave her sister a hug and nuzzled against her hair.
"You look so beautiful," she complemented.
"I found one!" Webby cheered. She came running out of the changing room and showed off the dress she chose. Light pink that orbed into a darker pink below. The dress reached to her feet and was somewhat puffy. It had a thin layer of sparkles over it and she wore a headband with a white bow. She twirled around so her friend's could get a better look, "What do you think?"
"Perfect," Both Lena and Violet nodded yes.
With the boys, Louie was being forced into a classic tux by Donald.
"Come on Louie!" Doanld struggled but he finally placed the tux on his nephew, "You never had a problem with dressing up."
"Not in a normal tux, but these were custom made under Uncle Scrooge name. He ordered plastic lining! Do you know how itchy this is?"
"Extra large pockets so you can bring back more food lad!" Scrooge called out from across the hall.
While Louie tried not to die of the plastic tux, his brothers were suffering in getting ready.
"Stop playing with your hair," Huey smacked Deweys hand away and combed his hair again.
"Sorry, just nervous. I have no idea why I asked her. She already has a boyfriend!" Dewey panicked.
"Yeah, and completely forgot about him overnight," Louie reminded him,still itching from the suit.
"But it still feels like I'm stealing someone else's girlfriend," Dewey sighed.
"Hey, she said yes. Abigor has nothing on that," Louie assured him. Once he finally found a comfortable way to fit in his suit, he hopped into a seat next to Dewey and watched in amusement when Huey couldn't tame Deweys hair.
"He can still claim Webby back," Dewey mumbled in worry.
"Don't think of it as stealing," Donald hopped into the conversation, "Webby's not an object you can just take out of someone's hands or claim as your own. She has free will and if she wants to be your date, then no one can say otherwise."
Dewey looked down at his hands for a moment. He fidget with the bracelets he wore and thought about this. Webby did say yes, and she has every right to be whoever date she wants to be. But was it right when she couldn't even remember 2 years of her life? No matter what, they could still be friends.
"Thanks Uncle Donald," Dewey smiled. Donald gave him an encouraging smile before walking to the door.
"Come on Huey, Launchpad says he has the plane ready," Donald told him.
"You're leaving 8 hours before the dance?" Louie was confused as so was Dewey.
"Lizzette needs help setting up the tables and chairs," Huey said and set the brush down.
"Can't she have anyone else help. Someone who doesn't need a plane to get to the venue?" Dewey sounded a bit sarcastic.
"She asked for me personally," Huey shrugged before leaving.
"Of course she did," Dewey couldn't roll his eyes any harder, "What could that girl be planning?"
The sun was almost down and the group was ready to leave. The girls were at the stairs with the plane parked in the garden.
"Looking nice," Louie slid down the stairs, landing next to the girls. He faced Lena and pointed to her hat, "Top hat, nice touch."
"I thought it was," Lena complimented back. As both Lena and Louie talked to kill time, Dewey nervously walked down the stairs to Webby.
She looked stunning in the dress she picked out. Her hair curled and let down so they rested on her shoulders. She had a touch of glitter in her hair, dress and cheeks making it look like little stars.
"Hey Dewey," Webby excitedly jumped up and down. Dewey was at the last step and about to say something until he tumbled down.
"Dewey?" His friend's looked down to see if he was ok.
"I'm good," Dewey was quick to get up. He looked right and Webby and nervously laughed off the pain.
"I guess you could say your drop dead gorgeous," Louie nuged Webby, making her laugh.
"Louie don't say that," Dewey said in response to his teasing, "I mean….. Don't tease me like that. Not that you're not pretty…. Not not pretty? Is that right? I mean! Y… you look really stunning."
"Thanks," Webby did some small hops of excitement, "I added a lot more glitter to the dress."
"It looks wonderful," Dewey added, making Webby blush a bit.
"And could be used to track me down," Everyone was taken back by Webbys words, "If I get kidnapped or murdered tonight, the glitter will stick to the guilty party. Making it much easier to avenge me."
"Oh…. smart," Dewey had no idea how to respond to this.
"Is Hubert not coming?" Violet noticed the oldest was missing. Both Dewey and Louie looked at one another with worried looks.
"He's at the dance," Dewey told her. Violet looked at the blue triplet confused.
"He was asked to volunteer to help set the ballroom up before they open," Louie didn't want to bring up Lizzette.
"Oh, ok," Violet seemed disappointed but understood.
"Alright Mr Mcduck, we have everything set up," Fenton came out of the plane with Gandra behind.
"Nope!" Louie made a u turn and went back into the mansion. Scrooge rolled his eyes at the boy's actions. He moved his cane towards his great nephew and pulled him back out by hooking it on his shirt.
"You said you wanted to go to this party," Scrooge reminded him.
"Yea but not with babysitters. We're 17 for crying out loud! We don't need a babysitter!"
"Louie is right Uncle Scrooge," Dewey agreed with his brother, "We're just going to a party. Nothing to call GizmoDuck for."
"Thank you!" Louie was grateful for his brothers back up, "Besides, it's been 7 years already. Whatever has been tormenting the family is probably long gone."
"Actually, according to the records, there have been at least 457 physical attacks to the mansion and lab for the past 7 years. And they keep on increasing as time goes on. Gyro had to put up extra glass on the windows to make sure whatever was trying to get in didn't drown us and the lab," Gandra informed them. The tripletes looked more than disappointed by this fact.
"See? There is no way I'm letting you boys go out without proper protection. Either Fenton and Gandra go with you lads or you don't go at all,"
"Well there's no way! No how! Am I going to that party with two babysitters!" Louie put his foot down and crossed his arms.
10 minutes later
It took all their strength but all the teens were able to pull Louie into the plane against his will.
"Aww don't be so sour Louie," Lena dusted off her dress since it was covered in dirt after dragging Louie in, "I think it's pretty cool that Scrooge wants Fenton to watch over you boys."
"Yea, who else can say they have the town's superhero watching over them?" Webby fixed up her bow. Louie didn't care for any of this. In his eyes, he was being babysat at a party in his teens. Not good for his street credit.
Once at the dance, the boys eagerly went in with the girls. Dewey pulled Webby to the sorts stand where his team was.
"Yo Dew drop!" One of his teammates high fived him, "Looking sharp!"
"Thanks! This is Webby," Dewey introduced her.
"The girl who crawls on walls?" One of his teammates asked. Webby felt embarrassed that this was how his friends thought of her. When Dewey nodded yes, his teammate smiled and put out his fist for a fist bump, "Nice! Dewey talks about you a lot you know. Not surprising he chose you as his date."
The teammate gave Dewey a paper with the schedule.
"You have an hour on duty starting now," Dewey nodded and took the paper.
"You can go have fun Webby. I'll be here for a while,"
"I can help," Webby went into the stand, "I know how to handle money better than Dewey."
"Who doesn't," his teammate laughed and placed Webby at the cashier.
At Louie stand, Lena was rolling in some barrels of lemonade while Louie carried a box of chocolates.
"Louie Sweet and treats are now open!" Louie happily flipped his sign to open. Lena gave him a nudge making him laugh, "Fine, Louie and Lena's Sweet and Treat is now open. Happy?"
"Just making sure I get the reginizion for helping," Lena eyed the ballroom. Flashing lights, loud music, a normal party from a high school. But one thing was on her mind, "Was Huey really asked to volunteer?"
"Of course! Would I lie?" Louie said like nothing was wrong. Lena raised a brow and crossed her arms. Louie sighed when he saw she knew he wasn't saying the full truth, "Lizzette asked him to volunteer."
"That girl did what?" Lena shouted.
"She was always clingy, but don't worry, Huey isn't an idiot. You have to put a spell on that guy if he was to make dumb decisions," Louie assuered her. Lena looked at the ballroom again. She was relieved when she saw Violet and Huey talking at the snack table.
The two seemed to be normal. Just talking, commenting about the decorations and food.
"Is this plastic?" Violet noticed Hueys suit pocket was a zip lock.
"Uh, Scrooge wants my brothers and I to bring back as much food as possible," Huey nervously laughed.
"Hmm, he was always a canny man. But you still look handsome in it," Violet complemented, "Not everyone could pull off a plastic suite."
"Hehe, thanks. You look handsome too, no, not handsome. That's not grammatically correct. I mean… you look beautiful….." Huey nervously grabbed some cups in hope to change the subjects, "You want a drink?"
Violet simply smiled and nodded yes. Huey took a couple steps to the drinks and looked at the options. Soda, punch and tea.
"Some ice tea would be nice," Violet told him as she picked some plates to get food. Huey placed ice tea on both cups and set them on a table while Violet brought the food.
"Have your migraines dialed down since yesterday?" Violet asked.
"It's hard to say," Huey answered and took a bite of his food, "They keep coming and going at abnormal times. I was fine for the whole day so there's that. I just hope I can go through the dance without feeling any more symptoms. Have you ever been to any other school dances?"
"Not really. I prefer to stay home with Lena. We usually don't do so well in crowded places. Lena loses control of her powers and I have to drag her away before anyone can ask questions. One time, she got really aggrieved at a school fundraiser that her magic short circuit the lights and shattered them."
"Ouch, anyone get hurt?" Huey asked.
"Just our social life," Violet answered plainly. Huey snickered a bit at her response but Violet looked up at him plainly. He cleared his throat before saying.
"Sorry, not funny."
"It is rather hilarious when we think back at it," Violet assured him, "We make many memories together, amusing and tragic ones….. I…."
Hearing her voice begin to break, Huey was quick to take a hold of her hands. She tightened the grip a bit as she spoke, "... The girls and I talk about how social events like these wouldn't be so bad if we had you guys… .. do you really have to leave?"
"If it were up to me, we would have never left…." He gave the palm of her hands a light squeeze trying to comfort her as much as he could. Violet bowed her head down in sadness, letting her hair fall over her face.
Feeling his heart drop at her sad body language, Huey scuted a little closer to her. He let go of one of her hands and swiped her hair away so her face was revealed. He tucked it under her headband to keep it from covering her face again. She was still but not emotionless.
"It's ok, I rather have a short amount of time and spend it with you than having no time and never seeing you again," Huey softly told her.
He pulled her hands a little closer and waited for her to say anything. She slowly looked up at him, dark eye's mixed with sadness. She had so much on her mind that she wanted to share and yet so little time. Violet opened her mouth to respond until a familiar girl showed up.
"Hi guys. Enjoying the dance?" Lizzette chimed happily. Huey let go of Violet's hands making her pull them back on her lap.
"It came out beautifully," Violet told her. Lizzette held onto her heart and smiled.
"Thank you, that means a lot. My father and I literally only had a couple days to plan out the location change. Which is why I'm so appreciative of your guys' help," She put on her sunglasses and placed a hand over Hueys shoulder before saying, "Which reminds me, thanks Huey for coming early to help make the food. You are an angel!"
"You made the food?" Violet looked at Huey with an impressed expression. Huey shyly nodded before feeling another migraine come in.
"You gotta be kidding," Huey mumbled but he tried not to show any pain.
"Is the food any good?" Lizzette asked, "Need any spice or missing anything."
"Not at all, the food is perfect. But the tea could use some sugar," Violet answered politely.
"I knew I forgot something," Lizzette threw her arms up and acted distraught. She reached into her purse and took out two packets of sugar. She gave one to Violet and opened the one for Huey.
Violet's eyes glanced over at Lizzettes purse then back at her packet of sugar. Why did she have sugar in her purse she thought. Violet noticed how Lizzette sprinkled the sugar into Hueys drink. The sugar dissolved way too fast in her eye's.
"Hopefully this sweetens the deal," Lizzette chuckled.
Both Huey and Violet took a sip of their drink. Almost immediately, Hueys migraine went away right away again.
"And if you don't mind, Huey I really need you outside again. One of our cooks burned his hand and we need an extra cook," Lizzette told him.
"I would like to but I can't just get up and leave Vi…."
"I'm sure she can handle being alone for a couple hours. Right Vi?" Lizzette insisted.
"If you really want to Hubert, you can go," Violet told him. Deep down she really hoped he would stay.
"Well I would like to help but I…."
"Perfect!" Lizzette didn't even let Huey finish. She hooked her arm into his and pulled him away.
Huey glanced back at Violet who's expression was clear—if you need help, I'm on my way. Huey gave her a dazed, reassuring smile to let her know that he was alright and that he was safe, but Violet kept her intense eyes on Lizette, like she was scared Lizette might jump up and stab Huey in the eye. When she was sure they were out of sight, she reached into her bag and took out H.E.R.O.
"I need you to scan this drink," Violet told him. H.E. eye's went black and scanned the half full tea Huey left. He made a little ding and faced Violet.
"Huberts drink appears to be a mix of Camellia sinensis plant, sugar, water and….." H.E.R.O paused all of a sudden.
"And…." Violet urged him.
"I can not tell. This is a new element that I can't seem to process," Violet sighed in disappointment when he said this, "But there is still some of this new element in the building."
"Where?" Violet asked hopefully. H.E.R.O scanned the ballroom until his eyes landed on a door nearby and pointed straight at it. Violet got in her feet and ran to the door with H.E.R.O in her hands. She tried to open it but it was locked. She looked at the sign that said the kitchen is off limits.
"Ok, locked door, not a problem," Violet didn't think this was a big deal.
A couple minutes later, Gandra and Fenton were by Violet's side. Gandra was picking the lock while Violet and Fenton made sure no one saw.
"And open," Gandra opened the door with ease. Violet was about to go in but Fenton pulled her back.
"I think it's best you stay here. You don't have permission to go to restricted areas," Fenton took out a paper that had Scrooge signature, "We'll look into it. Mr Mcduck says we're allowed to check every area for the boys safety."
Violet simply nodded before leaving them with H.E.R.O. Both Fenton and Gandra walked into the kitchen and were more than surprised to see what was inside.
"Blathering Blather…." Gandra put her hand over Fentons mouth.
"Not here," Gandra whispered.
The kitchen looked more like a lab. There was a counter that had bowls and glass tubes. Each tube held either red or pink liquid. What looked like a pile of flower petals laid next to these liquids along with a book.
"What is all this?" Fenton asked out loud. Gandra looked at all the liquids and flower petals. Her eye's then landed on the book. It had a pink hard cover with a gold heart locket.
"Can you open…." Fenton didn't even need to ask. Gandra grabbed a knife from the cover and broke the lock. She flipped the pages and scanned everything.
"This is a recipe for something… H.E.R.O, can you send this to Gyro," Fenton told the little robot. The robot looked at the pages and began to scan.
"Sending successful," H.E.R.O dinged.
At the lab, Gyro was doing what looked like some tests. He looked into a microscope where a spot of blood was on a tray.
"Do you really think you can figure out what happened to Webby?" Beakly asked the scientist.
"I've been studying her DNA for a while but it all seems normal," Gyro told them. The whole family was in the lab, pacing around and pondering on what could've made Webby faint and get amnesia. Gyros phone then rang.
"Is that Fenton and Dee?" Scrooge was impatient to know.
"They found a recipe book," Gyro said.
"What use is a recipe book?" Della argued.
"I'm not 100% sure. But this…." Gyro scrolled down to what looked like an unknown formula equation, "According to H.E.R.O, this was put into the red nephews drink."
"What did Huey drink?" Donald grabbed his phone and looked. Gyro pulled his phone back and studied the formula.
"It's some kind of new element… new element?" Gyro went back to the microscope and looked at Webbys DNA, "That ain't right…."
"What ain't right?" Della shoved Gyro and tried to look in the microscope.
"Let me do a couple tests," Gyro took the tray and his phone to study the new element.
Back at the dance, Abigor had two unconscious scientists tied up in the kitchen.
"I hate to do this, I really do but you two are too much of a hazard to the plan," Abigor dragged the two to a supply closet and looked at their rings. He clicked his tongue when he saw the gems were cracked and falling apart, "So that's how you two escaped. I told that Magica lady these things wouldn't last if she didn't send someone to keep an eye on you."
He slipped the rings off their hands and placed them in his pocket. He made sure to lock the door and shut it.
Huey allowed himself to be dragged outside by Lizzette, the cool breeze feeling good on his face. Huey gazed at Lizzette. Was she always this pretty? She glanced back at him, batting her pretty eyelashes.
"Thanks for the tea." Huey smiled, though his mind started to feel murky again.
She gently placed a hand on his firm chest. "I've missed you," she said in a singsong voice. "I miss us."
Huey's mind was clouded, and it took him a while to register the words. "Huh? Oh yeah… us. Listen," he paused, and suddenly looked confused as if someone slapped him. Then he continued. "I… I miss us too."
Why was he feeling something else but saying something completely different? It was almost as if his mouth couldn't admit that he didn't feel that way about Lizzette, but he knew that feeling had to come from somewhere.
"I knew you would," she led him away to where it was less crowded.
"Um, shouldn't we be headed to the cooking section?" Huey asked.
"I just said that so we can have some time together," Lizzette happily said.
"Oh, no Lizzette. I can't just leave Violet by herself," Huey pulled back a bit but his mind again became clouded. Lizzette looked back at him, narrowing her eye's. Though she wasn't angry but cruel amusement danced in her eyes.
"Can you just forget about her? I really want to focus on us tonight,"
Lizette's words felt like they washed over him and he suddenly smiled at her, his attitude taking a complete 180. His rational thoughts screamed at him to get out of there, but she looked stunning, and all means of resistance was thrown out the window.
"You look great," Huey changed the subject in his murky state. Lizzette smiled and held her heart.
"Thanks," she said genuinely. "So do you. But um…." She tugged onto Hueys wrist. Her fingers played around with the friendship bracelet he had on, "This kinda clashes with the suit wouldn't you say?"
"My friendship bracelet?" Huey pulled his hand back and looked at it, "Lena made this when we were just kids. It's a pretty strong symbol and source of magic."
"I'm sure she wouldn't mind if you took it off just for tonight. Besides, I have something that'll complement that outfit of yours," Lizzette pulled out a gold bracelet from her purse. The bracelet had a shiny red gem attached to it that was hanging on a chain like a charm.
Huey took the bracelet in his hands and studied it. It was beautiful but he didn't want to just take off Lenas friendship bracelet.
"Lizzette," Huey was about to deny the offer. He looked at Lizzette's ocean blue eyes and got lost right away, "I…. I love it."
He suddenly said. He untied the friendship bracelet and gave it to Lizzette. Lizzette couldn't smile any wider when she watched Huey put on the new bracelet.
"Thanks I…." Lizzette placed a kiss on his cheek before he could say thank you.
"No need for a thank you. You wearing that bracelet is all I need," she wrapped her arms around him and held him into a close hug. She nuzzled her head against his chest making Hueys mind go into a complete daze. Without thinking, he wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head on top of hers.
Back inside the ballroom, Dewey was happily having a conversation with Webby.
"No way, aliens are 100% real," Webby told him.
"Webby please. Why haven't we seen or captured a real alien unless, they're really magical ninja aliens," Dewey argued back. Webby just laughed at this statement and continued to eat.
"I missed your jokes Dewey," She began, "Whenever I got bored I would sometimes tell myself a joke you use to tell me as kids."
"Awe, flattered," Dewey laughed, "And I missed your crazy ideas and shenanigans you would come up with."
"And then we would make up our own adventures to go on," Webby recalled. The two continued to laugh at all the memories they made.
"Do you want any more punch?" Dewey asked.
"Sure," Webby nodded yes. Dewey took her cup and went to the snack bar. As Webby waited, she looked around the room. Lena and Louie were bringing in a lot of customers. Boy were they gonna be exhausted after this.
"Webby?" She heard an unfamiliar voice call her, "She looked to her side to see a surprised Abigor. Webby looked behind her to make sure he was talking to her.
"Yeah?" Webby said with uncertainty.
"You're out of the hospital," Abigor seemed happy to see her. He felt her forehead and cheeks for any sign of a fever, "You have no idea how terrified you left me, I thought you were gone for sure, I…."
"Do I know you?" Webby pulled back. Abigor was taken back when she said this.
"You should," Abigor laughed a bit at this thinking she was joking, "Come on Webby, we've known each other for 2 years. You can't just pretend…"
"Oh! 2 years?" Webby asked. Abigor nodded yes hoping this was jogging her memory, "I am so sorry, Granny says I lost 2 years worth of my memories when I came out of the hospital."
"2 years?" Abigor repeated in shock. Webby nodded yes, "The same two years you knew me?"
"It appears so," Webby felt a slither of guilt on her chest, "I'm really sorry, who are you anyway?"
Instead of answering, Abigor went deep into thought. How was that possible that she lost 2 years worth of memories, and the ones with him.
"I need to go," Abigor left a very confused Webby behind.
At the snack bar, Dewey was happily humming and getting the punch. At the very corner of his eye, he spotted his purple friend sitting by herself.
"Vi?" Dewey walked to her table. He set the drinks down and sat next to her. She was resting her cheek on her hand and tapped the table with her fingers, "Why are you here by yourself?"
"Hubert had to help cook the food," Violet said with a frown. Her voice was plain but clearly at the edge of breaking. Her eyes were staring off into nothing like she just saw something she regretted.
"Let me guess, Lizzette?" Dewey didn't need Violet to say a word. Her sigh of disappointment was all he needed. He wrapped his arm around her in a brotherly way, rubbing her back for comfort, "He'll be back, don't worry. Knowing Huey, he would never leave a friend by themself."
"After 30 minutes I went out to look for him," Violet said again plainly.
"And?" Dewey urged her to tell him. Violet let another sigh, only it sounded really broken.
"He's helping himself," Violet's voice sounded like it just broke.
"I'm sorry what?" Dewey didn't understand.
"He's helping himself….. to the party…. with Lizzette…." Violet somehow managed to get out without changing a single facial expression. Her voice was completely broken to the point where Dewey didn't need any more explanation. A spark of anger made him hop on his feet.
"Where is he?" Dewey tried not to sound so demanding to her. Violet pointed at the very other side of the ballroom.
Dewey stepped on his chair and scanned the ballroom for any sign of his brother. Sure enough, he found him at the corner of the room in a little love bubble with Lizzette. Cuddling, and letting her plant kisses on him. And he seemed to be enjoying it?
"You are dead to me Huey," In a flash, Dewey rushed across the dance floor
"Sorry, sorry, excuse me," The blue triplet tried to get past the crowd without interrupting any couples, "Huey!" Dewey finally made it to his older brother and yanked him away from the girl.
"Dewey? What are you…" Huey didn't have any time to ask questions. He could already tell by how hard he was pulling onto his suite that it wasn't anything good. Once off the dance floor, Dewey pushed his older brother in front of him and pointed straight at his face in anger.
"You! You! You straight up left Violet at the snack table so you could be with… with…. Lizzette!?"
"Is there a problem with that?" The white duck emerged from the crowd before hooking her arm into Hueys. Angering him even more, Dewey pulled Huey away from that girl and continued his conversation.
"I thought you were better than this Huey! I would have never thought that you, out of all the ducks I know, would leave his date for a snobby girl like her."
"Excuse me," Lizzettet wedged herself between the boys, "But he chose me over her because he clearly saw more potential in me."
"Stay out of this!" Dewey went around the girl and faced Huey again, "I'm sure my brother here can talk for himself."
Huey gulped down his fear when his brother glared at him. He knew he had to explain himself and carefully choose his words.
"I… she said it was ok,"
"No, she said if you really wanted to go, then you can go. And you go! Because you wanted to!" Dewey raised his voice at him even more, "I would have never done anything like that to Webby!"
"Why don't you just leave him alone already?" Lizzettet sounded like she was demanding Dewey to leave them alone, "He's better off with someone of his status anyways."
Dewey could feel his anger towards the girl grow even more but he didn't have time to deal with her.
"Huey, I don't want to sound mean and demanding right now but how could you do this to her? She's our friend!"
"Because he doesn't care about her," Lizzettet answered for him.
"You lead her on by agreeing to go to the dance," Dewey tried to ignore the girl.
"That little hummingbird should've known better than to ask him that," Lizzettet answered for Huey again.
"Let me talk to him will you?!" Dewey has had enough of this girl's attitude, "First you all cling to him, then you break up with him because of his image, now you want to be with him at the same time we so happen to be at the mansion?!"
"I couldn't care less about where he lives or how…." Finally, to Deweys relief, someone shut the girl up by pouring a barrel of lemonade over her head.
"Man! This girl is annoying," Lena angrily shook every last drop of lemonade over her with Louie's help. Once it was emptied out, they both let go of the barrel and let it fall over Lizzettets head. The weight was enough to make the girl fall to the ground and onto her back, "Seriously Huey, you dated this girl?"
"She was charming at the time," Huey shrugged his shoulders like this was just a casual situation. Lizzettet struggled to get the barrel off of her but the moment she did, she let out an ear piercing scream that could've caused anyone to go deaf.
".. Very charming…" Louie sarcastically when she stopped screaming. Lizzettet tied her hair into a ponytail and stood up. She gave a low growl like an angry dog and swung her gaze around.
"Who did that!? Who dares to do that to me?!"
"Sorry, not really, but you wouldn't shut your trap up and I won't tolerate a spoiled no good little whiny princess like you hurting my friends," with that Lena walked back to the stand but Lizzettet kept screaming at her.
"You little son of a mother ducker! Do you know who I am?! Do you know that I can literally buy you!? Are you even listening!?" The duck followed Lena back to the stand and slammed her hands on the wood.
"Oh I heard you and I would insult you back but I'm afraid I wouldn't do it as well as nature did to you," That was the last straw. Lizzett grabbed Lena by her dress and pulled her over to her side of the stand, "Let go!"
Lena threw herself onto the ground so she could pin Lizzettet down to the ground. Near them was a table where a pair of green eyes opened up behind some white table cloth. It put its gaze on the girls fighting to find pleasure out of it.
"Shouldn't we do something?" Huey cringed at the sight of the two fighting.
"Nah, Lenas got this," Louie smiled as he recorded the fight on his phone.
"What is going on!?" Abigor pushed the crowd aside and saw his cousin being pinned to the ground, "Hey! Get off of my cousin!"
Abigor threw himself onto Lena and hooked his arm around her waist. He picked her up and tossed her over the table where some teens were eating. Still not done with her, the boy walked over to her and dragged her away from her friends.
"Hey! I call foul!" Louie put away his phone and ran up to Abigor. He pulled him away from Lena and pinned him onto the ground.
"Fight fight fight fight!" The crowd was beginning to get bigger and bigger the longer the fight lasted.
Back in the janitor's closet, Gandra and Fenton found themselves trapped. They had completely given up on escaping after 30 minutes of trying to break the door down. Now, they were just sitting around, throwing a rubber ball to each other to pass the time.
"Wait," Gandra stopped the ball and pressed her ear against the door.
"What is it?" Fenton stood up and listened as well.
"Sounds like a fight broke out," Gandra concluded.
"Do you think the boys are involved?" As soon as Fenton asked this, they heard a loud crashing sound soon followed by a familiar voice.
"Oh it's on. You don't think I can Dew it?! Watch me Deweying it!" The voice was followed by a war cry and soon another scream from a boy.
"Stand back," Fenton heard enough. He backed up and prepared himself to charge. He ran across the room as fast as he could and rammed against the wooden door, only it didn't even budge. He bounced right back to the floor causing some tools to fall off the shelf. Gandra picked these up and examined them. Soon, an idea popped into her head.
After a minute or two, the doorknob fell off thanks to Gandra screwing out the screws from the doorknob. The two slammed opened the door and ran over to the dance room.
There, they found Louie and Dewey trying to beat Abigor down to the ground while Lena and Lizzettet pulled onto each other's dresses and hair.
"This is the most cliche way of fighting for girls!" Lena claimed as she yanked her dress away from Lizzettet before pushing her to the ground. Lizzettet swung her legs across the floor and tripped Lena down. The girl hopped onto Lena and tried to bang Lenas head against the ground.
Unaware to anyone, a light glow of green began to creep in through the window. It slithered it's way down and hid behind some tables.
"Break it up! Break it up!" Gandra ran over to Lena and Lizzettet and tried to pull them apart. She got a grip on Lizzettet and pulled her away from Lena but she wouldn't stop kicking and punching the air. Her high pitch screams didn't help either, "Stop acting like wild animals!"
"You two!" Fenton dashed over to where Louie and Dewey were practically biting onto Abigors flesh, "Let go of him!"
He managed to pull Louie away and push him onto a seat where he made sure to tell him to stay.
"Aww how cute! Your babysitter came to your rescue," Abigor taunted Dewey and pushed him onto the snack bar where he broke the table and spilled everything. Abigor jogged over to Dewey and jumped, ready to land on him and beat him into dust.
"That is enough!" Fenton grabbed onto Abigor in mid air and placed him onto a chair just like Louie, Lena and Lizzettet, "I expected better behaviour from young adults like yourselves."
"Can it old man! These boys started it either way," Abigor stated. As the bickering kept going, the string of light began to climb up some of the decorations.
"Lies! Lizzettets the one who kept pulling Huey away from Violet! All because of your pride," Lena pointed at Lizzettet who smacked her hand away.
"Jealous!" She claimed. The string of light coiled its way onto some lights from above.
"Of what!?" Lena snapped back at her.
"Everything! And who can blame you, I come from a glamorous and powerful family,"
"That's just stupid! I'm allies with the richest duck in the world!"
"Well, at least I'm not just some piece of dark witchcraft who lucked out," that was it, Lena tackled the girl once again.
"Lena take it easy," Huey pulled the girl off her. Lena shoved Huey away and stormed around. She paced back and forth so angrily you wouldn't be surprised if she had smoke coming out.
"Why do you defend her?" Lena snapped at Huey, "She's using you! She's horrible! She's spoiled! Are you too afraid to stand up for yourself?"
"He has nothing to be afraid of…" Lizzette tried to jump in but Lena didn't even want to hear her voice.
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Lena snapped at her before going back to Huey. She untied the friendship bracelet from her wrist and held in her fist, "If you're gonna be with the same girl that is constantly trying to make my little sister miserable, then I don't even want to be considered your friend!"
She slammed the bracelet onto the floor. The second the bracelet hit the ground, the sound of shattering glass filled the room. One by one, a lamp from above would shatter and the light would go out. Right behind the girls, the open doors shut tight. Louie pulled into the doors only for it to not budge one bit.
"Locked," Louie said.
Feeling like something was gonna happen, Gandra placed her hand on Fentons shoulder and gave him a nod. This didn't surprise the latin duck, it almost seemed as if the two were expecting this to happen.
"What's happening?" Dewey felt nervous at the sudden situation. Everyone went quiet and watched as every light shattered and went dark. Second by second, the room began to get dimmer and dimmer. This lasted for about 15 seconds until there were no more lights above. The only thing illuminating the place were red lights from the decorations.
Gandra placed her hands into her pockets and slowly pulled out her metal bars. The red lights began to flicker in a slow pace. Lena hopped onto her feet and cautiously walked over to her friends. They huddled up and looked around in some fear. Huey glanced over at the two scientists and noticed they were ready for a fight.
"What's going on?" Huey whispered to them.
"When you get the chance, run," Fenton told him in a low and warning tone. Huey's eyes widened and his heart began to race. The lights flickered for a couple more seconds before going off completely, leaving the whole room in utter darkness.
"Blathering blatherskite!" Fenton cried out. It was as if this was a cue for a fight because Dewey felt something drag him by the feet. He slammed his back onto the floor before being slid across the floor.
"Help!" Dewey tried to grab onto anything but his eyes weren't adjusting to the dark.
At the lab
"After examining her DNA, I have found that Webby has consumed a large amount of an element I have yet to identify." Gyro looked into his microscope to examine the blood, "Her dna is so full of this mysterious element that I had to do some research about her diet and activities. Abigor feeds her tea right?"
"That is correct," Scrooge nodded yes.
"Well from the large quantity of the mysterious element I found in her DNA, I estimated that she must have been consuming this at least once a week for the past 2 years. I then realized that the element that was in Hueys tea is the same as the one in Webbys DNA. This is too much of a consequence to not assume this mysterious element was in Webbys tea as well. With further studies, I found that the elements in that tea have caused her dopamine levels to surge. All that dopamine gives her an extra thrill and bliss around Abigore, creating an intense craving to be around him. There is also a neurotrophin called nerve growth factor which accompanies all this euphoria and increases her emotional dependency. And lastly, her serotonin levels had dropped causing depression and cranks up her desire to be with the one who gave her the tea! As for her sudden amnesia, the element has found its way to largely drive the emotional center of her brain, the limbic system, causing her brain to do a heavy load of subconscious work."
And with that, Gyro finished his explanations with a proud smile on his face, while the rest ended up staring at him with lost expressions. Knowing they didn't catch any of that, Gyro sighed and thought of a simpler explanation.
"Webby has been drinking a love potion for the past 2 years,"
"What!?" The lab was full of shocked and angry blabbering.
"Easy easy," Gyro tried to quiet them down.
"Are you telling me my granddaughter was under a love spell for the past 2 years!?" Beakley was clearly angered at this discovery.
"Appears so. Abigor must have been putting a love serum into her tea. The more she drank it, the more powerful the love spell grew."
"But how does that explain her amnesia?" Donald asked.
"Like I said, the love serum caused her brain to do a heavy load of subconscious work. The subconscious is the part of your mind which operates without your awareness and over which you do not have active control over. For example, that part of your mind creates your dreams. Meaning, the past 2 years will feel like a dream to Webby. Since a majority of the population forgets 90% of their dreams once they wake up, Webby will most likely have forgotten 90% of what happened for the last 2 years," He explained.
"So ye telling me that the' lad has bin servin` her a love serum this whole time? Behind me back!? Why that little... But what caused her to fall out of love? Is the love serum still working?..."Scrooge had a million questions running in his mind.
"I'm not entirely sure. My best theory is that since the love serum created artificial love by taking control of her body and emotions, something much stronger inside the body must have activated and dominated the artificial elements. Something natural, like...Like real romantic love!"
"Real romantic love? That's doolally." Scrooge scoffed off the idea, "Abigor was the only lad I've ever seen to hang around Webbigail. How can the lassy have fallen in love with another... another... Oh boy."
Scrooge suddenly remembered how close Webby was getting with one of the triplets.
"Uncle Scrooge?" Della didn't like the look of concern on her uncle's face.
"Everyone get in me limo... Now!" Scrooge pushed everyone towards the door.
To be continued…..