Here we go! Oh you have no idea how much my theater heart has been yearning for this moment. A fun fact about this story, this wasn't originally the first musical number. More information is at the very end of this chapter, but first, enjoy today's chapter. And dang, so many reviews and some new readers. ( takes a deep breath in )
Angelwings2002 - Yeah I thought hell was a good punishment. And should you be happy that Zeus showed up? You were wrong about the rings, what else could you be wrong about? And the song is pretty catchy in my opinion and I also like the Broadway show. It's about a wife in an abusive marriage who falls in love with her doctor while pregnant and holding a job as a waitress with her two friends who also have romantic issues … Broadway is a creative and strange world.
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Unknown - 1. That'll be explained later and 2 … She was busy?... Plot hole, I know. I didn't realize that until you told me. I already had an arch written for her that I forgot she could have easily gone to the dance in a shorter time than Donald! Well not everyone's perfect.
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Back to the present. ( Triplets are 22 )
"Oh oh!" Dewey held up his hand. Beakly stopped the story and looked over at the blue dressed duck.
"Yes Dewey," She asked.
"Please please let me tell this part! I love it!" Dewey practically begged.
"Please don't," Louie groaned causing a pout from Dewey "Knowing Dewey he'll just turn this into a musical. And I can't imagine myself singing any broadway level songs."
"I'm not gonna turn it into a musical…." Dewey argued back. His gaze then turned to his red hatted brother and smirked, "... no need when it's already a musical."
Huey caught on right away. Beakly moved from the seat leaving it empty for the triplet. Dewey was about to sit down but Huey grabbed him from the shirt.
"Please don't tell that part," Huey begged but Dewey only chuckled.
"It's the best thing ever!" Dewey finally managed to sit down while Louie pried Huey off of Dewey.
Back to the story ( Triplets are 17 )
"Love potion….. I was under a love potion….." Huey repeated as he laid in his bed. He stared blankly at the ceiling, his eyes were completely empty from any other emotion than shock and heartbreak.
Scrooge and the other adults had left in the plane. Saying they were going to take the cousins to see their ancestors in Inthaquak. Something about taking them to talk about their punishment. Scrooge tried to call Fenton and Gandra over to look after the boys but they never picked up. So he went with his second choice, Drake. The man came happily with his daughter and Honker behind him. They were down stairs cooking up breakfast.
Dewey turned in his bed and looked at the clock. 7 am. His uncle left about an hour ago. If everything went on schedule they'll be back at 3 today. The blue triplet sighed in disbelief and threw the blankets off.
He hopped off his bed and got dressed for the new day. He looked over at the top bunk to see his older brother down in the dumps. Ever since Gyro told him about the potion, Huey has been beating himself up all night. He felt like an idiot for letting himself fall for something so simple and cliche. A love potion? It's one of the oldest tricks in the books and yet he let it happen to himself. Him, the smartest triplet.
Huey clutched onto a notebook in one hand while the Junior Woodchuck Guidebook laid open on his chest. Dewey pushed his hair back to his signature look and took the notebook from Hueys hand. The red triplet shifted to stop him but immediately gave up. What was the use?
Dewey flipped the pages to see multiple apologies written. Some were even poems that he wrote.
I want to do this right,
Show you I'm not moving away from your side,
I want to be with you wherever you go,
I can try to go but I get pulled back to your sight,
I can never ever get rid of you from my mind,
You'll learn my heart is sorry now, so….
I want to do this right…..
"Your planning on reading her this?" Dewey asked. Huey only responded by yanking that paper out from the book. He crumbled it up and tossed it at the trash can, "I guess not."
"There's no point," Huey mumbled and turned in his bed. His back facing Dewey and his face to the wall, "Webby had you to escort her to the dance, Louie escorted Lena to the dance, and Violet had to enter alone. Then when I do get the chance to catch up with her, I ditch her. She isn't gonna forgive me after that."
"You were under a spell…." Dewey tried to tell him.
"A stupid love spell," Huey spat out like the sentence was poison in his mouth, "I could've easily avoided that if I wasn't such a push over."
"She was a trickster. Huey, you can't blame any of this on yourself…" Dewey said.
"I could've said no to the drink. The fact she specifically made a drink for me, the migraines, my mind felt so clouded. The signs were all there and I continued to fall for her," Huey continued on. Each word felt like a needle jabbing into his heart. The same could be said for Dewey. He hated to see his brother think so lowly of himself, "Lena was right to break off our friendship, and there's no reason for Violet to forgive me either….. Ow!"
A pillow slammed onto Hueys face. His blanket was pulled off and nearly made him fall off his bed. When he felt his pillow get pulled away is when he fell to the ground. He rubbed his head and looked up to see his green brother with an annoyed look on his face. He was still in his bed but had somehow thrown his pillow high enough and pulled Huey out of bed.
"I refuse to wake up to my brother thinking so low of himself," Louie demanded. His tone of voice was one his brother knew very well. It was his, this means business, voice. He sat up in his bed and helped Huey off the ground, "You were under a spell! None of this is your fault! Blame that cupid chick, she's the one who kept pulling you away. If Lena and Violet want to be mad at anyone, it's at Lizzette."
Louie hopped out of bed and got his clothes on. He turned back to Huey as he brushed out his hair. He saw that Dewey still had the notebook in hand and took it.
"Come on Huey," Louie saw all the apologies he wrote down, "You have no reason to apologise. If she can't understand that what you went through was inhumane, then she can just walk out of our friendship."
"Louie, she's heartbroken. I have to at least try to comfort her," Huey argued back. After a few words of arguing, the brothers turned to Dewey who was just watching this uncomfortably.
"Tell him Dewey," Louie said, "Tell him he has nothing to be sorry about."
"I have to say something," Huey told Dewey. The blue brother just gawked at this scene. They were both right in his eyes. It wasn't Hueys fault he was under a spell but at the same time, Violet was clearly heartbroken from the event. An apology would be a good ice breaker, right?
"Excuse me," The three heard a timid males voice at the voice. Dewey felt relieved he didn't have to say an answer right away. He said come in and Honker slowly opened the door, "Mr Mallard says breakfast is ready."
"Good, I'm starving," Dewey left the room partly to escape the tense atmosphere and partly because he was hungry.
Inside her room, Webby was talking to her friend's. They were dressed and ready for the day. All except for the hummingbird who had the covers wrapped over her head.
"Come on Vi. You know he didn't mean to hurt your feelings," Webby said in a soft tone. She was clearly feeling worried for her friend.
"Hubert was forced into that kind of behaviour. I understand that. I just wish I saw the signs before he fell deeper in the potion." Violet said in her usual plain tone, but they were friends long enough for Webby and Lena to hear her sadness.
"Oh Vi, it was no one's fault. Who could've predicted this kind of thing. If anything, Huey should've been the one who noticed something was off first. Why did he keep drinking the tea Lizzette gave him?" Lena said, a little annoyed.
"You know Huey. His kind nature doesn't let him say no to many things," Webby answered. Lena just sighed and tried to see it their way. True, the potion wasn't his fault and she knew that. If only she could strangle that little anti cupid girl.
"How about you Webby? How you holding up after Gyro told you about the potion," Lena tried to move her thoughts to other matters. Webby let out a loud sigh when Lena said this.
"I don't even know how to feel honestly. It's scary knowing I was such an easy target."
"Easy target? Your Webbigial Vanderquak! It probably took him hundreds of tries until he got you under his spell," Lena laughed making Webby giggle as well.
"Yo girls! Breakfasts ready," Gosalyn knocked on her door.
"Going," Webby chimed. She and Lena got up but not saying.
"Come on Vi," Lena shook her sister's shoulder.
"It's time for breakfast," Webby added in.
"I prefer to stay in the comfort of isolation." Violet told them.
"Oh no you don't," Lena tried to pull the blankets away but her sister proved to be stubborn, "You're not skipping breakfast. You said so yourself, skipping breakfast could lead to health issues."
"Just this one time," Violet held onto the blanket even tighter. In a split second, Lena grabbed the mattress and flipped it over, making the girl roll off.
"You're coming with us and that's that," Lena grabbed the blankets Violet was rolled up in and dragged her out the door.
Breakfast was uncomfortable to say. Huey was picking at his eggs and stared at them like they were something strange to him. Dewey could still feel the tension between his brothers. He knew they still wanted an answer from him. Webby on the other hand was the least uncomfortable. She ate her breakfast and had room for seconds. Although, the thought of being under a spell lurked in her mind like a bug.
Gosalyn and Honker took note of their strange behaviour right away. They looked at one another and gave a shrug. Gosalyn looked at her father who was also clueless.
"Why don't you kids go out and play in the backyard? I'll stay here and clean up," Drake suggested. No one objected. Gosalyn grabbed her sports bag and ran to the backyard. In a split second she had the hockey equipment set up and ready.
Inside, Lena and Louie were the last to finish their food and put it into the sink.
"Nice to see Vi is up and running. Doing a lot better than Huey did this morning," Louie laughed.
"What was Huey like?" Lena asked.
"Had to drag him off of his bed. He hit the floor so hard the whole mansion shook," Louie laughed causing a chuckle from Lena as well.
"He knows it's not his fault right?" Lena lowered her cheery tune and asked a little more seriously. She looked out the window to see everyone getting the gear on. Huey specifically was avoiding any contact with her sister. The shadow girl sighed at the sight.
"I tried telling him that all the blame should go on that crazed girl. He was under her spell," Louie answered as he looked out the window as well. From his perspective, he saw Huey grabbing his hockey equipment at the same time as Violet. She didn't even look up at him. She simply took her pads and stick and walked away. Huey opened his beak once more and was about to tap her shoulder. Only, he froze mid way and retreated back. He walked the opposite way she did, glancing back at her a few times. Louie shook his head at this.
"I'm sure they'll make up soon. Violet is antisocial, not heartless. She understands the situation well," Lena assured Louie.
"Same goes for Huey. But he usually loves going all out for events. He invited Deweys basketball team to the houseboat once after they won their big game. There, he lit up hundreds of fireworks to congratulate them on their win."
"Donald allowed that?" Lena laughed.
"Nope. I told Huey it was ok and I got those fireworks from the janitor in school…. of course I think he was the janitor."
This caused a laugh between the two.
"I really missed hanging out you know," Lena began, "You were the only one who enjoyed taking risk as much as I do."
"What can I say, the title of Evil Triplet doesn't get earned easily," Louie playfully smirked.
"You can say that again. I still think we should've dropped the barrel of heated chocolate over Lizzette along with the melted marshmallows," Lena reminded him.
"And waste precious sweets on that snob? Those sweets deserve better," Louie added in.
"Hey you two!" Gosalyn called from outside. They looked out the window to see the redhead girl wave them over," You gonna play or what?"
Lena and Louie waved back saying they would be out in a minute. As they made their way to the door, Louie had to say one more thing.
"When are you planning on apologizing to Huey?"
"Apologize?" Lena stopped in her tracks and looked over at him confused.
"For the whole I don't want to be friends anymore fiasco?" Louie stopped as well.
"Oh, that" Lena felt a sting of guilt, "I'll gladly apologize once Violet feels comfortable around him again."
"When will that be?" Louie asked.
"Hopefully when he says sorry to her," Lena said this like it was no big deal.
"Wait, you're waiting for Huey to apologize to Violet for something he had no control over?" Louie asked, a little sarcastic. This didn't go over Lena very well.
"He did ditch Violet at the dance," Lena reminded him, her fist resting on her hips.
"Against his will. Did you miss the whole love potion thing?" Louie sounded more annoyed at this point.
"He should've read the signs sooner," Lena insisted, "Lizzette was clearly after him. She made tea specifically for him. Not to mention his migraines. Those were clear signs of something suspicious."
"Huey is a mess right now. You can't expect him to say he's sorry so soon," Louie argued.
"And I had to drag Violet out of bed this morning. I'm not about to…." Lena was interrupted by Gosalyn who was calling them over.
"You guys playing or not?"
Both Lena and Louie glared at each other before walking to their friends.
"Boys vs girls or…" Honker tried to make sure he had this right. Gosalyn threw her arm around the boy and held him tight.
"I call Honker on my team!" She claimed.
"Oh… um… Webby," Dewey asked her to be in his team. She gave a smile with a happy yes.
"Louie!" Gosalyn called him over.
"Lena!" Webby called out to her friend.
"We'll take you V!" Gosalyn called Violet over.
"Guess Huey is with us," Dewey handed him a hockey stick.
"One on one! First team to reach 5 points wins!" Gosalyn claimed.
Webby chose goalie while Honker was goalie for his team. Both Lena and Louie were glaring daggers at each other from opposite sides.
"Are you and Lena ok?" Violet asked the green triplet.
"Just peachy," Louie responded.
"You and Louie have some issues?" Huey asked the shadow girl.
"Nothing I can't handle," Lena squeezed her stick in some anger.
Gosalyn tossed the hockey puck up and was quick to steal it from Dewey. She moved to her goal while Lena and Huey chased her down. Dewey stayed behind to help guard the goal.
The puck was hit by Gosalyn and raced towards Webby. The girl kicked it away hard enough to make it go to the other side.
"Nice one," Dewey complemented her.
"Been practicing with Gosalyn a lot more lately," Webby said.
"Really? How long?" Dewey asked.
"Ever since you boys left so I assume seve… five years," Webby made a little hiccup in the middle. Dewey noticed right away and looked over at her.
"Something on your mind?" He asked. Webby stayed silent for a good while before answering him.
"It's kinda scary to know I'm missing 2 years of my life," Webby said. Dewey let down his guard and forgot about the game. He made his way closer to her and tried to read her expression. She looked distracted and disturbed, "The last thing I remember is trying out for football. I don't remember anything after that. Not a single birthday, anniversary, I woke up thinking I was 15. I missed out on my sweet 16 and on my best friends' special days….. I can't believe it was so easy for me to be a target."
"Webby you're not an easy target," Dewey tried to tell her.
"Abigor must've gotten me on his first try. I don't have a single memory of him. Dewey what if something like this happens again when you leave?" Webby finally let down her guard and looked at the blue triplet, "What if I get in trouble and you won't be there to help me. What if I can't save myself? If I'm such an easy target anyone could get to me.…."
"Webby listen to me," Dewey settled his hands onto his friend's shoulders so she could calm down. This felt all too familiar to him. The scared look in her eye's, her tense body, and shaking. It was just like the day she was scared that there was an adventure too big for them. And he remembered exactly what he said to her, "For years you've been alone in that mansion with no contact with other kids. Nothing but training for the worst and self defence training. You're stronger than you think. You survived many adventures and many trials. The boys and I may not be here forever, but you'll always have someone looking after you. And if anything does happen to you, 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."
Webby let her friend's words sink in for a while. She had to admit, he was right. She didn't know if it was because he was her best and closest friend or his kind nature, but there was something about the blue triplete that brought joy and comfort to her. He always knew just what to say to her at the right time.
"How about we take a break from all this?" Dewey asked. Webby glanced up at him surprised.
"A break?" She repeated.
"Tonight? We could try that new frozen yogurt place that opened up downtown," Dewey told her. He was calm on the outside but his inside was blowing up like a minefield.
"Just the two us?" Webby asked once again.
"If you want to," Dewey added in a little too quickly, "Just a little thing to get all this out of your head. You don't have to really. I just….."
"I love to," Webby replied. Dewey stopped stuttering and gave her an expression of happiness and surprise.
"Really?" He mentally slapped himself. Webby gave a smile and nodded yes. Before anyone could say or do anything else, Dewey was tackled to the ground by the puck.
"I got it!" Louie claimed and was just about to hit the puck until Lena shoved him aside.
"I got it!" She argued.
"No I do!" Louie hit the puck and went after it with Lena close behind. This wasn't your usual friendly competition, that much was clear.
"Do they seem…. tense to you?" Webby asked as she kept her eye on Lena and Louie.
"You mean more than usual?" Dewey rubbed his cheek where the puck hit him.
After a while of breaking the two up from the fight, Lena pulled Violet into Webbys room while the boys went to their rooms.
"When your uncle comes back, dad is gonna take us to Fun Zones. Want to come?" Gosalyn asked the boys before they closed the door. Dewey looked inside where his brothers were a mess then back at Gosalyn.
"We'll see," Dewey said and closed the door. He faced his brothers with a stern look before demanding, "What just happened?"
"What?" Louie shrugged. His face had a bruised cheek and he held an ice pack on his head.
"You just got beat up by Lena!" Dewey shouted.
"Hey! I let her beat me up. I'm not a monster," Louie argued.
"Why?" Dewey held onto his head as if he was about to get a headache.
"She expects Huey to apologize for being under a love spell!" Louie shouted, "How could she expect that?"
"She's right. I need to talk to Violet about this," Huey mumbled.
"No, you don't," Louie pointed at his red hat brother, "If anything, Lena is the one that needs to say sorry for threatening your friendship with her."
"Louie I can't just sit here and wait for her to apologize," Huey argued, "I need to make things right with Violet and only then will things be right between you and Lena."
"No offense Huey, but I've been watching you for a while," Dewey started, "You haven't said a single word to Violet since the dance started."
"What am I supposed to say?" Huey flopped on Louie's bed and threw the pillow over his face, "She's probably mad at me."
"She can't be mad. She's not that type to hold a grudge," Dewey sat down next to him.
"What's stopping you?" Louie eventually asked.
"Hmm?" Huey asked under his pillow.
"Why are you so nervous to talk to her? It wasn't your fault or her fault, so why are you so hesitant?" Louie cleared up.
"Because….. I'm just me. Compared to you two, I'm just a wimp when it comes to talking to girls. Louie can talk his way with anyone and Dewey is extremely confident. While I'm still following dating advice from my old guidebook. I need something that'll help me speak my mind. Anything!" Huey said all this while his head was still under the pillow. His brothers glanced at each other, not sure how to respond to this. If he felt this way even before the whole love potion incident, then how hard was it for him now?
"Huey, you need to talk to her at some point. You can't just sit around avoiding her and hoping for some kind of micrel. There's no magic potion that'll let you share your heart Huey," Louie tried to comfort his brother.
As Louie spoke, Dewey noticed that the Sun chaser was landing nearby. No doubt to drop off his family. He looked out the window to see Scrooge leaving the plane but leaving everyone else inside. Probably needed to grab something before leaving somewhere. That's when he saw them. The two cousins sitting down with their heads hung low. Clearly feeling defeated. That's when an idea popped into Deweys head.
"Or is there?" Dewey said to himself.
"What?" Both Huey and Louie looked at their brother.
Half an hour later, the boys found themselves at Abigors mansion with their family.
"I hate you Dewey," Louie grumbled.
"Maybe she'll have something," Dewey said.
"Yeah, something awful," Louie added in with a scoff, "We're not just gonna forget that she used a love potion right? Now you want what? Another love potion so V ends up…."
"We're not going to ask for a love potion. Scrooge already caught us up with the cousin's. Remember what he said?" Dewey askes.
"Their parents are gone? Magica is back? They're descendents of Gods?..." Louie listed everything Scrooge told them.
"Lizzette has potions. Not just love potions. So she might…."
"She might trick us into something worse," Louie interrupted Dewey.
As the brothers argued, Huey just looked down at the ground in deep thought. He couldn't talk to Violet, his mind and tongue just didn't work well together. He wants to say something but his mouth does zero work. He could try to write something down and hand it to her. That's romantic right? According to Louie, girls love receiving love notes. But then again…
Flashback to the night when the dance was over.
After the dance, the boys were helping Huey find a way to talk to Violet. Louie, being the genius he thought himself to be, suggested a heart filled note and sending it to her.
"You sure this is gonna work?" Dewey asked as he watched Louie tie the note to a rock. When Louie said they were going to help Huey give Violet the note, he thought they were going to hand it to her in person. Not go outside at 2 in the morning.
"Sure I'm sure. What's more romantic than sending the girl a message through the window. You've seen those mushy movies where the guy throws rocks at the girls window right?" Louie reminded him.
"Usually those rocks are pebbles, not full size rocks," Huey told him.
"Eh, same thing," Louie took a step back and gave his arm a spin before releasing it into the air. The rock flew across the air and into the open window on the third floor. Feeling proud of himself, Louie dusted his hands off and smirked. Until a loud crash was heard.
"What happened to the tv!?" Webbys voice was heard in a panic.
"Someone smashed it!" Violet's voice was heard.
"Ah great! Movie night is ruined!" Lena complained. The boys can hear the girls bickering and complaining at the unfortunate event.
"It's too dark! Where's the light!?" Lena asked her friends. Not too long after, a spark of electricity filled the room. Shortly after, a glow of red and orange illuminated the room.
"Put it out!" Violet cried out.
It didn't take a genius to know the girls were fighting a fire and smashing their tv with everything they could find.
"Yep, I can definitely feel the love tonight," Dewey shook his head and said in a sarcastic tone. The screams got louder and some more crashing sounds were heard. The brothers nervously took a few steps away from the window before making a break for it.
End of flashback
…. Yeah, that ain't happening.
"We can at least try," Huey finally said. His brothers looked at him almost surprised. Huey ignored their looks and walked up the stairs to Lizzettes room. His brothers raced behind him.
"Let's think about this first," Louie tried to stop him.
"I already have," Huey wasn't stopping anytime soon.
"She's dangerous!" Louie tried to say. Sheesh, and he thought Huey was the one that pulls his brothers away from danger.
"I'll risk it if it means I can talk to Violet," those were Hueys last words before he grabbed the knob to Lizzettes room. Louie slammed himself against the door.
"I'm not gonna let you do this to yourself. You can do it without help from a magic spell thing."
"What choice do I have Louie," Huey spoke a little more demandingly, "I'm not as smooth as you, or brave like Dewey. What am I?"
"You're our nerd brother," Louie insisted, "You're smarter than this."
Huey glanced at Dewey, his hand still on the knob. Dewey looked at his red brother's eyes. He was clearly battling an emotional war right now. Huey didn't feel like he was strong enough to handle this situation himself. He needed help, he needed his brothers.
"I just want to support you on your decisions Hubert. I know you can do this on your own but if you find comfort in magic then….." Dewey stopped midway. He wasn't the best when it came to emotional support. Usually it's Huey that helps them through these emotional crises.
Before anyone could say anything, the door swung open letting Louie fall in. Huey nearly fell in if he didn't let go of the knob in time.
"I appreciate it if you boys didn't slam against my door," Lizzette walked away to her desk. Her room was full of boxes and luggages. Clearly getting ready to move into the underworld.
"Sooo…." Huey chuckled nervously as he and his brothers entered the room. Lizzette walked closer to the boys, arms crossed and a stern look on her face, "Descendent of Aphroducky huh? That's cruel… I mean… cool! That's cool. It's not everyday we meet a descendant of a god"
"Haven't you boys teamed up with Storkules, the strongest man in the world. Selene, goddess of the moon and had battles with Zuese. God of all gods?" Lizzette asked sarcastically. The three boys looked at one another with defeated eye's.
"Smooth Huey," Louie mumbled out. Huey shrugged his shoulders in embarrassment causing an annoyed sigh from Lizzette.
"What do you boys want from me?" She asked as she began taking items out of her drawers.
"Want? What makes you think we want something?" Huey tried to hide his nerves. Lizzette only rolled her eyes at the boy's pathetic attempt to lie.
"No one comes to a descendent of the Goddess of love just because. They always want something," Lizzette placed the last of her items on the table with sorrowful eyes. Her eyes glanced at a violet colored book. She placed a hand over it and seemed like she was gonna open it but was hesitant to. Under her breath, she softly repeated, "Always."
The boys took notice of her sad actions but didn't know how to respond to it.
"Well that's nice," Louie broke the silence, "and yes, we are here for a little something."
Lizzette glanced back up at the boys and sat in her chair. She leaned her chin on the palm of her hand and waited for them to talk. Huey stuttered on his words as he tried to speak his thoughts.
"Y… you see. I kinda have a…. It's really small… just an ammmtuer thing really…"
"He's having trouble talking to Violet. As you can clearly tell," Louie told her for him. Huey grabbed the top of his hat and pulled it over his face to hide his blush.
"It's like whenever I try, I lose all feeling in my tongue," his voice muffled behind the hat, "I can't think straight, my face heats up, and… and…."
Huey let out a low scream behind his hat. Lizzette was wide eyed at this. She glanced down at her items and picked out a certain bottle.
"So what your saying is…." She stood up from her chair and walked up to them, "... You need a little something to get Hueys words out. To make Hueys feelings known to this Violet girl."
"Can you help?" Dewey asked.
Lizzette bit the bottom of her beak as she looked at the bottle in hand. It was a shade of bright blue and had a paper stuck on it. On the paper it read Truth in sparkling blue ink. She held onto Hueys hand and placed the bottle on his palm.
"What is it?" Huey fixed his hat back on his head.
"Take only a drop of this. It'll help you speak from the heart," Lizzette told him, "Everything you want to say will come out naturally."
"So ... truth serum," Louie added in.
"Not exactly. I designed this serum to speak what's solely on the heart. It'll enhance all feelings of love, happiness, sadness, and spill everything out like poetry. But you must be careful. This serum will make you confess everything in your heart."
"That's perfect," Huey smiled in glee and held the bottle close to his chest, "Thanks Lizzette! This is a great help."
"Wait wait wait…." Louie shook his hand and head. He took the bottle and examined the blue liquid like it was suspicious, "You all saw what the love potion could do. What makes you think this thing is any better?"
"The way of a love potion isn't just a straight line you know." Lizzette crossed her arms and raised a brow. The boys looked at eachother confused by her statement.
"Isn't like, you know, pour the bottle in a drink and that makes the person fall in love with you forever?" Dewey asked.
"Yeah well, the love potion isn't an easy thing. You don't just drink it. There are rules. Whoever consumes it will fall in love with the one who gave it to them. A cup of the potion will make the person fall in love with you until you die. Anything above is too dangerous." Lizzette explained.
"What happens if you give the person more than one cup?" Dewey asked.
"Not even death will do you part," the triplets look at her confused. Lizzette rolled her eye's and explained, "The last guy who did that, his girl died, came back from the dead, and he basically was forced to marry and start a family with a decaying dead women."
"Oh! I didn't need to know that!" Louie gaged at the thought.
"A teaspoon of it will make the person fall in love for a short while, like 2 weeks. This is the safest way. Like, if you no longer want that person, you can stop giving them the potion and they'll fall out of love eventually. It must be given at least once a week to assure the person remains in love with you." Lizzette explained
"Wait a sec, why did Webby forget about Abigor?" Dewey asked with some concern.
"Well apparently, she's pinning on you, dissolving any trace of my potion in her body. The sudden change was so strong that the potion shut down her body in hopes to keep her in love with the one who ever gave her the potion. But I guess she really likes you. So after a while, the potion wore off along with all memories of who ever gave her the potion." The boys almost got lost with her explanation of the potion.
"But I still remember everything," Huey cocked his head to the side.
"You were under the spell for two days and combined with the fact you clearly had eye's for someone else, the potion wasn't at full effect yet," Lizzette explained, "That explains the migraines. The potion was trying to lead you away from falling in love with anyone else."
"Why is love so complicated?" Louie groaned in frustration. He was never a fan of complications. He only loved it when things were predictable in his eyes.
Huey looked down at the truth potion Lizzette gave him. After everything he heard, he wasn't so sure about this. "What are the rules for this one?"
"Take only a drop. That'll be enough to get what's in your heart out without problems." Lizzette cleared up. She then made a visible gulp down her throat before speaking, "Are you sure you want this? Because if it were up to me, I would never take this in my entire life. It can cause trouble, chaos, the truth isn't always the way."
"I'll take my chances," Huey nodded. He pulled Lizzette into a tight hug from all the joy he was feeling. She felt some discomfort from the sudden contact. She wasn't in any way used to this kind of thing. It took a while until the girl felt a sudden sense of comfort from the hug. It was warm, kind, real, like it was from the heart.
"Yeah, no problem," She pushed herself from the hug before continuing, "Please don't do that again. I have to get back to packing."
"You heard the girl, let's go," Louie didn't want to be here any more than he had to. As the boy's left the room, Dewey stopped in his tracks and looked back at Lizzette.
"Say, what happens if he takes more than a drop?" He asked
"Nothing too major. 1 drop is recommended if he's just having trouble talking. But there is a warning, the potion can suck the heart dry," Lizzette said in a tone that sounded heartbreaking. Dewey glanced to his side then back to Lizzette. He did not like the sound of that.
"Dry?" He repeated worryingly.
"All my potions have the same effect on the consumer of it if they drink more than what is needed. Your heart will dry out of love completely. Once the spell wears off, the person who drank the potion will no longer know how to love, incapable of feeling love or loved. Basically, once the serum wears off, he may never feel passion, or any kind of love ever again," she revealed with a voice that sounded like it shattered halfway. Dewey nervously nodded yes and left.
Back at the mansion in the boys room, Louie was trying to read the tag. The writying2 had some really fancy cursive in sparkling blue ink.
"This is just a bunch of pretty scribbles," Louie handed the bottle to Dewey.
"It says….. 1 drop for…. talk….. 2 drops for…. music? 3 for….. depression?" Dewey read out loud.
"We're not doing this!" Louie grabbed the bottle and was about to toss it out the window.
"No don't!" Huey took it out of his hands, "I need this. If I don't have this I might never be able to talk to her."
"You don't need a fancy bibbidi bobbidi boo drink," Louie tried to tell him again, "Just wait for a while and….."
"We don't have a while! We leave in 4 days and…. I need to do this if I even want to leave in good terms with her."
That's when it hit Dewey. What was the point of asking Webby out tonight? He felt warm inside when he was with her yes, and she was everything to him. He wanted to explore that. Explore his feelings for her and let her know just how much she meant to him.
If tonight was a success, they could be on the right track to being more than friends. But was the point if they left? He just wanted to let her know how he felt, and he wanted the same for his brother.
Once Louie and Huey finished arguing, the two grabbed a glass and handed the potion to Dewey.
"Put in a drop. I'm going to go down stairs to get some water," Huey said. Louie followed him down stairs.
Dewey did as he was told. One drop into the glass, but was that enough? Lizzette said only one drop but two wasn't major right? It all depends on the person who's drinking it. And Huey was having a lot of trouble talking. If he was going to do this, might as well be safe. He placed one more drop and waited for his brothers.
"Anything?" Louie asked after Huey drank the water. Huey sat down quietly and waited. Nothing. Louie rolled his eyes and tossed the potion into a trash can, "All that just for a stupid rip off."
"Come on," Dewey stood up, "The girls are waiting for us at Fun zones."
It didn't take long for the brothers to see the effects of the potion. As they walked, Huey was slowly picking up flowers and humming a little tune. Dewey didn't think much of it, he just thought it was the potion taking effect. It wasn't until they made it to Fun zones when they regretted everything.
"What?" Everyone that wasn't the brothers were more than confused when Huey came in with flowers in hand. Not just that, he was bowing down to them while holding them out for Violet.
"Ditching you at the dance was the worst thing I could do. Leaving a flower as yourself is the biggest mistake only a fool could do," Huey declared making things uncomfortable for Violet. Lena on the other hand had her beak wide open that it nearly hit the floor. She couldn't tell if he was being serious or if Hueys' sanity finally left him forever.
"What did you do?" Louie mumbled angrily towards Dewey.
"Huebert? You don't need to apologise for anything," Violet backed away from the gesture. This was all too sudden and out of nowhere, "I know you weren't in control….."
"It'll mean the world to me if you forgave everything I did to you." Huey said in the most sincere tone anyone has ever heard.
"Hubert please, this isn't the place or time…." Violet tried to silence him but that ain't happening.
"Why not here? Why not now?" Huey stood up and straightened his posture. Dewey and Louie were both turning red from embarrassment. This made Louie wish he chucked that potion out the window, "I want everyone to see just how much you mean to me."
The duck ran upstage and gave the band a music sheet. Webby glanced at Dewey giving him a confused look. Dewey didn't even dare look at anyone in the eye. He buried his face in his hands and regretted every life choice he ever made. The same went for Louie who pulled his hood over his face.
Everyone was confused by the gesture. Yeah Huey was known to go overboard with everything he did but this? This was way too much. The moment Huey came back, Violet stood up and pushed the flowers away from her
"Please just take the mixed bouquet and leave, just leave!" Violet was clearly frightened from the sudden way he was acting.
( Song. Bold for actions )
Huey
"Oh! I will….. never let you let me leave
I promise I'm not lying."
It was as if on cue, the band began to play to the rhythm of the song.
"Go ahead ask anybody who has seen me trying
I'm not going….."
He stood up on the table and spun around. He let the flowers fall out of his hands and onto Deweys lap. The blue brother looked completely embarrassed. Why couldn't he follow simple instructions?
"... if it seems like I did,
I'm probably waiting outside."
This caused a big spit take on Lena. She always knew Huey would lose his mind one day but never like this.
"Such a stubborn man you'll likely never meet another…"
He hopped off the table and sat on his seat that was faceing Violet. He took a napkin and a pen from under his hat.
"When we have our family dinner you can ask my mother!
She's the best!"
He showed off his poor drawing of Della with a heart on top. This is when he saw Violet was gone. He looked at Lena who shrugged her shoulders. Huey stood out of his chair and scanned the area a little worried.
"You'll learn more about her on our family history test!"
Violet was at the salad bar hoping she could eat her stress away. Not gonna happen. Huey popped up on the other side of the bar with a plate full of vegetables and fruits. He had somehow managed to make the food into a shape that resembled a heart with fancy swirls around it.
"I'm gonna do this right
Show you I'm not moving,
Wherever you go, I won't be far to follow"
He looked down at his art for only a second and Violet was gone again.
She was walking away as fast as she could, keeping her eye out for him. She looked to her left only to get surprised when Huey came from her right. Riding a food cart to catch up with her speed walking.
"Oh, I'm gonna love you so
You'll learn my heart is sorry now!"
He zoomed right past her and crashed into some waiters. He tried to get up while singing the next lines in a shaky tone.
"I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me…."
Violet put out her hand to help him up. In a daze, Huey gladly took her hand and didn't let go.
"I can try, oh, but I….."
He swung her to the side without letting her go and pulled her back in a dancing way.
"I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me,"
Taking a pause from the song, Lena wedged herself between the two.
Lena talking
"Are you done yet?"
She said as she crossed her arms. She was clearly not entertained by this.
Huey talking
"Not quite, pizza for everybody,"
Huey held up some cash.
Dewey from a distance
"What?!"
Why did he put a second drop?
In a blink of an eye, Huey was on stage, dragging Violet behind him.
Huey
"I grew up with two brothers in the ocean of the city,"
He took out a remote and turned on a projector. On the white screen he showed off some of his and his brother's childhood pictures.
Dewey and Louie were both embarrassed and shocked on how he got a projector in the first place.
"I spent my days surviving them,
Frightened as a stray kitty,
Called Sardine,
You see it is hilarious cause I call a cat a kind of fish."
At the table, Dewey and Louie were talking about the potion Huey drank. They whispered so no one would hear them. The second Dewey held up two fingers to say he put in two drops instead of one, Louie had his hands wrapped around Deweys neck.
"Playing rough just turned into,
Fighting while they choked me,
What we were trying to say was "I love you and you love me"
I learned quickly, that family drives each other crazy but we still forgive! Them and me!"
He shut off the projector and pulled Violet into another dance. Twirling her and spinning her until she couldn't even see straight.
"Oh, I'm gonna do this right,
Show you I'm not moving,
Wherever you go,
I won't be far to follow,"
Feeling dizzy, Violet tried to walk down the stairs of the stage. She lost her balance mid way and tumbled down. By some kind of super speed, Huey was already down the stairs ready to catch her.
"Oh, I'm gonna love you so,
You'll learn my heart is sorry now,
I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me,"
Trying to stand up by herself, Violet looked up at him.
Violet speaking
"When you say never?"
Huey
"I can try, oh, but I….."
This was enough for Lena. She pulled the dizzy Violet into her arms and glared at Huey before saying.
"I love you means blah blah blah yip yap yap yap now leave us alone."
Huey grabbed the flowers from their table and hopped back on stage. Using the flowers like a conductor's stick, he sang the next line in an opera-like tune.
"I can try, but I….."
He tossed the flowers behind him, landing on the table. He spun around singing in a normal tune again as he hopped down the stairs.
"I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me!"
(End)
He hopped over the chair and sat back down. His hands on his face and elbows on the table like a kid waiting for story time. His smile dropped when he saw Violet was gone again.
He looked over at his friends who all pointed at the exit. Seeing what they meant, Huey let his face fall on the table and didn't want to pick it back up. Louie gave one last smack against Dewey head for not following instructions.
"Ow," Dewey complained, "I didn't expect this."
Song is a parody of Never Ever Getting Rid of me from Waitress. Fun fact! in the Dance chapter, the first musical number was supposed to appear. How? Well remember how this is pretty much a story within a story. In present time when the triplets are 22, Dewey was gonna take over the storytelling to let Beakly rest. And Dewey being Dewey, he was going to tell the story through a musical number against his friends will. So back to when the triplets were 17, the singers were Lena, Louie and Violet. What song? A parody of "Revenge Party" from Mean Girls the Broadway Musical! One of my favorites. What was gonna happen? Basically, Lena got tired of Lizzette constantly stealing Hueys attention so she started forming a scheme with Louie to put Lizzette in her place. If you listen to the song, you'll put the pieces together yourself. Because the song is literally about the main girl's best friends sabotaging a snobby girl's date with the main girl's crush. So, Lena and Louie were gonna sabotage Lizzettes night for Violet. Why did I delete it? Too much was happening. Huey fighting the spell, Dewey and Webby fluff, Gyro analysing the potion and DNA, Violet helping out in the investigation and Gandra and Fenton finding the love potion lab. I also had to cut the musical number cause it made the chapter too light hearted when it needed to be more serious.
It was really tough for me to cut it cause I fell in love with the number, so here's a sneak peak to what could've been.
Lena
"Now you know, Violet, she isn't a good friend.
We're your friends,
And we're gonna make her pay"
Violet looked at her friends with an odd and confused look.
"You know what friends do?
They've got your back and they're fun to be around,"
Louie playfully wrapped his arm around Violet and happily backed Lena up.
Louie
"Whuh-oh, whuh-oh, whuh-oh,"
Lena
"When someone hurts you then they attack
And grind your foe into the ground!"
Lena grabbed the chocolates Lizzette sent and slammed them on the floor. Making Violet jump back, she stomped on the sweets as she sang.
Louie
"Whuh-oh, whuh-oh, whuh-oh,"
Lena picked up the plate of cake and offered it to Violet.
Lena
"Imagine a party with dresses and cake…."
Louie grabbed the plate of cake and was about to run off with it. Lena chased after him and grabbed the cake back. She again offered it to Violet.
"And singing and dancing and cake,"
When Violet refused, Lena set the cake on the table and took out the biggest, sharpest knife in the kitchen.
"And there's a magic act that saws Lizzette in half!"
Lena sliced the cake with one swing of the knife. Take one guess who she was imagining slicing in half.
"And this time it will take….."
Louie cut a piece of cake before looking at Violet with a playful smirk.
Louie
"Now that's a party,"
(Skip to the middle of the number. One of my favorite moments)
Violet
"At every party, there might be a lull
Where the energy dips,"
The hummingbird sadly sat down with her friends.
Louie
"Whuh-oh, whuh-oh, whuh-oh…."
Louie poured the girl some punch to cheer her up. He was about to grab some snacks but he had finished the chips before he knew it.
"You might be thinking it's late we should go
And they ran out of chips,"
(Talk, stop music)
"Thanks for everything you guys," Violet sadly sighed but still managed a smile, "I really appreciate the help. But Hubert clearly knows what he wants. I'll just go outside and let you two go back to selling sweets."
With that, she got up and left leaving a disappointed Lena and a worried Louie.
"I can't believe it," Lena whispered in disbelief.
"That Huey ditched Vi, or that I literally ate a whole box full of chips?" Louie kicked the empty boxes away. Lena of course felt even more anger. Unlike her sister, she wasn't the type to back down so easily.
(sing)
Lena
No, no, no!
It is torture when she touches his hair,
And I was stuck in the shadow realm!
Lizzette needs to be toppled
Don't worry Violet! Sisters here! We'll get our party now!
so see ya all later.