Sorry for being late. I've been feeling unmotivated for a week. Don't want to say I'm bored of this fandom and I'm not really sick. I'm starting to think I'm homesick. As most of you know I'm from California but because of the pandemic, I'm in Nevada right now. For the past week I've been waking up thinking I'm in California and everytime I get hungry I want to eat something that can only be found in California. Not to mention I'm so used to traveling around California a lot. Visiting San Francisco, DisneyLand, countrysides, festivals, fairs, Hollywood, and dang nabbit I want to see the antique stores again. But hey, nothing lasts forever here on earth. I'll be back in California someday….. Also I lost track of time and thought it was Friday when really it was Saturday. :/

So this chapter is to mainly focus on the ones on the other side and what their lives are like.

dalek117 - Yeah my goal is to be unpredictable. So I tried to make as many twists as I can and hide any details I can only reveal later. And hey, Scrooge's voice actor is from Doctor Who. …. Right?

Unknown - thanks, I had to hold myself back a lot so I didn't tell anyone. Which is why I referenced the 1987 version of the show. Same with Daisy, I wanted to keep her a secret until now. I'm also excited for Daisy! And thank you.

Disney Boy - yes they are and you'll just have to wait and see.

Angelwings2002 - ok ok, just breath! In and out, in and out.

Boss Teal - ?... Yes…

GiddyReflections - That's why I was referencing the 1987 version a lot. Amd thank you.

brendagy429 - I still feel like this is creating but ok. I like the analysing you do.

Average Everyday Sane Psycho - Thank you! And I know the song in many languages cause I was obsessed with the show so much that I listened to the theme song in a video that had it in 24 languages…. for a good year and a half. XD. That should explain it all. And my presentation went well! Thanks.

Jpbake - They'll get worse alright. And glad to hear about it. I would have laughed if it was horrible shipping. I'm just the type of person to laugh things off a lot.

asharkey - Thank you

Lilbree - awe thank you. And at this point, trust no one! And maybe he will, maybe he won't. And thanks, it went well.

RANDOM - Is your brain ok? Most of all, is AU me ok!

LunaWolf44 - Yes Webby has been through a lot, but not even close to over. Amd would you feel weird if you sounded and acted the same as two other siblings?

therealjordan23 - Relax mi corazón relax. XD. It's ok, just glad your arm is healing. And I am never sick of any compliments. Thanks. And I'm really happy I made it to 200! Ah so excited! I know I'll reach 300 but it's coming quicker than I thought. And you'll always be known as the king because your first that made it so far in less than 50 chapters. Very impressive. And I hope you do a sequel, that'll be fun.

Here we go!

2 years ago,

In Duckburg High, a 15 year old Webby was anxiously sitting in her seat. Watching the football tryouts at the football field. She was so excited to try out that she was literally jumping out of her seat.

"Webbigail Vander…" the coat didn't even have time to say her full name. The pink dressed girl was already in the field ready to run and tackle. The coach looked down at her confused, "Young lady, are you sure you're up to this sport? It can get rather…. rough out there."

"Ha! I'll show these boys the true meaning of rough after today's tryouts. Just put me in!" Webby stretched out her arms and legs. The coach shook his head and clicked his tongue, not approving of her actions. From a good distance, a white and black duck eyed Webby from head to toe. He was already in his football uniform and his blue eyes were hidden behind his helmet.

"Who's the girl?" He asked a teammate.

"Oh, that girl. Beats me," the teammate shrugged, "I think her name is Webby? Why do you need to know Abigor?"

"Just asking," Abigor shrugged as well and watched as Webby tried out. She was rather energetic for a girl in a crowd of boys. He had no idea how she even got in the tryouts in the first place. The team was full of boys and boys only. Did she sneak in? Either way, he was impressed by her strength.

"Sheesh, she's rather strong for a girl," A football player said from behind Abigor.

"She may be strong, but she's still kinda tiny for the team," another player commented.

At a throwing section, Webby showed to have a good arm, beating over half the guys that were trying out as well. Abigor gave a small smile at the sight and enjoyed watching her beat out so many guys.

"Impressive," He muttered as he kept watching.

"She won't make the team," another football player said. Abigor looked over his shoulder, his smile 100% gone and replaced with a frown.

"What makes you say that?" Abigor said a little demanding like always. He was known in his team to be rather tough and short tempered.

"Look at her," The football player gestured at Webby. They were at the section of tackling, where Webby effortlessly tackled every dummy, even snapping some in half.

"She seems like a gem to have in our team," Abigor shrugged.

"We can't accept a girl into our team, Abigor," the football player laughed out loud and gave Abigors helmet a playful knock, "It wouldn't look good when we go to away games."

"You know I hate it when you mess with my helmet," Abigor shoved the hand away from him and gazed back at Webby, who was ahead of almost everyone during a sprinting section of the tryouts, "If she makes it in the team, we'll put her in defense. That way she won't get hurt too badly and she does seem rather strong and fast thinking."

"So do many other guys," Another teammate commented, "She's not going to make it. Just watch."

Abigor just rolled his eyes at their statements and watched as Webby tried out. After hours of sprinting, throwing, tackling and exercising, the coach had everyone gather around him.

"Ok, I like to thank every man here for trying out for our team today," The coach announced receiving a loud cheer from everyone. Webby was at the very back, hopping around and trying to get a good look at the coach. She was really small and short when compared to all the guys that tried out.

"So let's get to it! Ramon!" The coach started shouting names of people who made it in the team. One by one, many guys were called into the team. Webby happily hopped on a pole and climbed up, getting a better view over everyone. After a minute or two, the coach called out the last peoples name.

"Told you she wouldn't make the team," a teammate nudged Abigor. The duck rolled his eyes before saying.

"And since when did you become the know it all in our team?"

"I know more than you stupid head. You thought she even stood a chance," the teammate laughed.

"And last but not least, Webbigail Vanderquak," the coach announced making a loud cheer from the girl. The teammates' jaws nearly hit the floor when they heard this while Abigor snickered at their reactions.

"Who's the stupid head now idiot," Abigor shoved his teammate away and walked down the bleachers to greet all the new members. They were all leaving the field and headed to the lunch area. Abigor high fived any guys that came by his way but pulled back when Webby tried to high five him.

"Kinda small don't you think," Abigor chuckled as he lifted his hand up higher, out of Webbys reach. Webby gave a smirk and hopped on a wall nearby and pushed herself up. Gaining a high five. Abigor laughed in amusement, "But rather intelligent."

"I try," Webby chimed. She walked past Abigor and joined the other new members on lunch time. Abigor couldn't help but gain a warm smile on his beak when he saw her. She was so full of energy, so happy and a high sprite. It was like her heart was full of love and kindness.

Back to the time when they're 17 years old

"And that's how you met her," Lena was listening to Abigor as she waited for Louie to return. They had waited for an hour now and Lena was growing anxious. So to help her ease up, Abigor decided to tell her about the time he first met Webby.

Lena sighed and laid back on the rock she sat on. She kept her gaze on Louie, questions still rushing in her head. She thought hearing Abigors side of the story would help her out in calming down. This didn't last long though when Louie began to squirm around really roughly.

"Is he ok?" Lena got on her feet and held onto Louie. Abigor was also quik on his feet but to gently push Lena away.

"Careful, Louie is at the other side now but he doesn't have any memory of who he was. The only hint he has is our voice. If you shake him too much it can cause him to have a panic attack on the other side and he might get too afraid to even listen to us." He explained.

"Well how are we supposed to contact him?" Lena asked, very worried. Abigor sat her down and he took a seat next to her. He leaned a little closer to Louie and whispered to him.

"Three days Louie. You only have 3 days. You aren't who you think you are. Remember who's your real uncle. Remember about your family. Remember about the ring," Abigor kept whispering to him.

At the otherside, a green dressed duckling was tossing and turning in his bed.

"Uncle…. Scrooge…. Real family…. Ring… Ring? RING!" the duckling cried out and sat up from his bed. The alarm clock on his night stand was ringing like crazy. Louie groand and pressed the snooze button in his alarm clock. He took a good look at his room. It looked like his ordinary room. Three beds for him and his brothers, toys all over the place, and a calendar on his wall.

He hopped out of bed and looked at it. Three spaces had red circles on them and the third space had a x mark on it. As if to signify the third day was a special day.

"Louie?" He heard a knock on the door. In came a red dressed duckling. He walked into the room and to his brother.

"Hey Huey," Louie waved happily at him, "What's up?"

"We're late for school, that's what's up," Huey rushed to his bed and grabbed his backpack.

"Oh shoot we are!" Louie rushed to a chair and grabbed his backpack. He rushed out of the room and slid down the stairs railings. At the door, their great uncle was waiting for them, with the mansions door open for them to leave.

"It's about time you lads got up for school. Deweys already at school waiting for you two," Scrooge chimed. The two ducklings rushed out of the mansion and into the limo that was parked outside.

"Sorry Uncle Scrooge, I overslept," Louie hopped in the limo with his uncle behind him. Scrooge shut the door and let Duckworth drive them to the school.

"Sleeping in? Well that isn't very in character for you Louie, is everything ok?" Scrooge asked his nephew.

"Of course. Why wouldn't it be?" Louie assured his uncle with his usual smile. Scrooge looked at the two boys, studying them closely. They both wore the same t-shirts and same styled hat on their heads. Their eyes were blue with black pupils, and their feathers were whiter than snow. They were the same height, same shape, same everything. The only thing that set them apart were their clothes.

"Nothing lad, I'm just happy to see your both enjoying your day. But don't let it happen again. If you're late to school then that means I'm late to my work. And time is money lad," Scrooge told them.

"Yes uncle Scrooge," The two nodded yes. Scrooge happily laid back in his limo and looked out the window.

He was happy. Happy that he had his nephews with him, happy that he had a steady job and happy that his family was well. Everyday was an ordinary day for them. Sure they had their mishaps and problems but at the end of the day they resolved nicely in a neat bow. Like when Bubba tried to run away with Juliet due to his fue with his neighbors. Scrooge found the two and was able to bring them back home. Or when the Beagle Babes kidnapped Webby but at the end of the day they brought her back from the change of heart. Yes, life here in Duckburg was simple, steady and beautiful.

Over at St Canard, a red haired duckling was playing hockey at her school.

"Hit it where it lands!" The duckling smacked the hockey puck towards a goal. The little puck shot right past a nervous little goose.

"Goslayn, I think you had enough practice for today," The boy said, shaking from fear.

"Awe come on Honker!" Gosalyn laughed and gave her best friend a slap on the back, "One more round and then we'll go home."

"But your dad…." Honker tried to speak.

"He'll understand. He doesn't go out until sundown. He wants me back before he leaves." Gosalyn assured him before throwing another hit. Honker jumped up trying to catch the puck.

They were happy. They were normal kids who would go out with their superhero of the night from time to time. Just like Scrooge and his family, they had a normal life. An adventurous life that ended happily in a neat bow. Her dad would leave for the night and guard the town. He would always come back in one piece and unharmed. Or unharmed in Drake's definition. The man has an extremely high tolerance for pain. Life here was wonderful and she wouldn't change it for the world.

At Duckburg, Gyro was happily playing around with his gadgets, testing and inventing. The lab was a peaceful place to test and make his creations. When he needed new supplies or showed off a new invention, he would just go to the money bins office where Scrooge was. Which is what he was doing now.

He stepped out of the elevator and into the office where Scrooge was talking to Fenton and Gandra.

"I don't want to fire you Miss Dee, it's just that your performance at the factory has been decreasing drastically," Scrooge spoke to her. The blond girl was looking exhausted. Her blue eyes were droopy and she had some bags forming under them.

"Pardon my poor performance Mr Mcduck," Gandra let out a yawn, "I've just been under the weather that's all."

"I understand that but I can't have my secretary at the factory declining in her duties. Either you improve or I'll find someone to take your place while you rest up. Putting you on some thin ice," Scrooge explained.

"Is there a problem here?" Gyro set his box down on the desk.

"Nothing too bad," Scrooge shook his head no and paid attention to Gyro, "Something you have to show us?"

"Yes I do!" Gyro happily took out some gadgets and a notepad, "I've got some ideas for the gizmo suite. Some new gadgets and even a new headset."

Back at the Party

"Granny please," Webby tried to calm down the old lady. Beakly was pacing back and forth, her hands fidgeting from both anger and worry. They were at a good distance from the party and near the ocean, "You let me date at the age 15. Why is now any different?"

"Because it's Dewey," Beakly said a little coldly and mostly fear, "Dewey isn't going to be here for long. He's leaving tonight and I can't let you….. I can't let you get close to another guy."

"Granny, one guy turns out bad, that doesn't mean they all will," Webby tried to explain.

"You don't understand Webby. Dewey is connected to some kind of evil force and I won't let you get close to danger again. Not after what Abigor did to you."

"But Dewey…."

"Is in danger. Dewey is in danger meaning he can put you in danger as well," Beakly interrupted her granddaughter, "I will not allow this Webbigail."

Webby cringed at the sound of her full name. Her granny usually says that when she's angry or is talking about something serious.

"I will not allow you to get yourself in possible trouble."

"I won't be as long as I'm with Dewey . We've been through so much together. We've faced danger and monsters together. We've always been together and nothing bad has ever happened to me…." Webby started blabbering out all the reasons to be with Dewey as she could.

"That was back then. Everything is different now," Beakly claimed, her pacing becoming faster.

"How is it any different?" Webby raised her voice, "We're here together, we're stronger together, why can't we be together like back then?"

"Because this is no ordinary adventure," Beakly answered, "Everything else we faced were either monsters, magic beings, or anything else we could outwit. This time, they're playing with our emotions. They want us to break down Webby. They want to make us emotionally weak. And relationships are the easiest way to do so."

"So how long until we can be together again?" Webby demanded to know, "We've all been apart for so long it's…. it's painful just thinking about it right now. I know this is no time to be emotionally unstable but that's exactly what's happening right now. With you separating everyone."

"Webby you must understand. We don't know the villain's goal here. We don't know what will happen or what their plan is. All we know is they want us emotionally unstable. This is exactly why we separated everyone. So the boys would be safely hidden away. They come out of hiding for a couple days and look at what happens," Beakly took a good breath in to sooth her racing heart. She slowed down her pacing and looked at her granddaughter. Webby had tears forming in her eye's, ready to fall. Webby didn't know just how much of this she could take. Feeling some guilt build in her, Beakly kneeled to her height and set a hand in her shoulder, "Webby, I don't want you to think I will never let you date anyone. It's just that right now is an awful time to do so…. Promise me, when the boys leave Duckburg tonight, you'll stay emotionally strong."

Webby pulled back from her grandma and shook her head slowly.

"I can't believe you're letting this happen," Webby sobbed out. She wiped away some tears and began to walk away, "I can't believe your backing down again in our family."

With those last words, Webby disappeared into the party, leaving a rather disappointed grandmother.

At the docs, Della was sitting down at the edge of the houseboat, thinking and crying. She kept thinking there had to be a way to solve all this. To dig out of this hole they have made.

"How are you feeling?" Donald came up to her.

"Other than we're completely ripping apart our boys' hearts like crazy by separating them from their dates, I feel wonderful," Della was quick to let her feelings known. She let her head fall to the side of the boat, her breathing very unsteady to show how stressed she was, "This wasn't supposed to happen Donald. They weren't supposed to get that close to them."

"I feel just as guilty Della," Donald wrapped his arms around her and held her tight, "I never thought bringing the boys back here would cause such a big problem. All I wanted was to give them a chance to see their old friends again. To catch up and talk about their lives. Not end up feeling strong connections to each other," Donald said. He felt just as guilty as Della did. They never thought the boys would feel this way when they came back to Duckburg but here they are. Trying to protect the boys from their own feelings and trying to keep them safe and sound. But why was it so hard? Especially when the boys wouldn't sit still and keep on adventuring.

"We can't go," Della mumbled. Donald perked up his head and looked down at her in surprise.

"What?" He couldn't believe it.

"We can't go. Not after all this," Della desiseded, "The boys need Scrooge and their friends as much as they need us. We aren't leaving Donald, we're staying right here, together."

"You sure? It can be risky," Doanld warned her.

"As their mother I'm more than 100% sure," Della nodded her head firmly and wiped away any tears she had. No more crying, no more feeling sad for herself. She had to take a stand now, "We're Ducks Donald. And what was it that you said? Ducks don't…."

"... Back down," Doanld finished with a small smile. Dellas smile grew bigger when he said this. She knew he was hoping on board with her about this.

"We'll get the boys. Huey went back to the mansion with Uncle Scrooge and Dewey is at the houseboat. Louie….. Where is Louie?" Della just noticed. A loud sound if thunder boomed across the atmosphere, making anyone with in a mile radius jump in fear

"What was that?" Donald looked up terrified.

Everyone in the party did as well, wondering where the sound came from.

"Everyone relax," a limo came by, letting Scrooge and Huey out. Scrooge raised his arms and tried to calm everyone down, "I'm sure it's nothing to worry about."

That didn't last long. The sky was soon filled with flashes of lighting, giving everyone a bit of a dangerous and scary light show the bolts shot across the sky and made their way down. Forming a cage around everyone on the beach. Scared from the noise, Dewey looked out the window and saw bars of lightning diving inside the ocean about 20 feet away from the house boat. They were trapped.

" Awe phooey, " Dewey knew this wasn't good.

Well peace out!... Is tomorrow Monday or Tuesday? Time has no meaning to me now after being inside for so long.