Monday night, four days until the dance...

"WhatamIgonnadowhatamIgonnadowhatamIgonnado-hoo-hoo..." Huey panics, pacing as he tries to cope with the fact he will have to be with a girl somewhat platonically, holding her hand, getting close... Talking to her!

"Bro, relax! We've been around Webby and you've had no problems with her." Dewey assures.

"Because it is Webby! She literally lives with us! Not to mention the stuff we do isn't like a date!" Huey snaps, left eye twitching.

"Bro! Chill! It's not a date for one, and I'm sure you'll figure something out..." Dewey says. "Plus you panicking is killing my vibe!" As Dewey practices his 'dance' moves, if they can be called that.

"Guh, I can't believe I got talked into this!" Louie complains. "I already had Friday night planned!"

"Sitting on the couch and watching reruns of 'Ottoman Empire' is not the same as a youth dance!" Huey panics.

"At least you enjoy learning stuff! You know me and even remotely hard work!" Louie says.

"That's right!" As Huey gets out his JWG, reads. "I can read up on everything I need to before then! Do you think I have enough time? What is it, four days? Is that enough time?!" He panics as he collects books on dancing and such, when...

SLAM

Their bedroom door is kicked open by their mom. "IS IT TRUE!?" Della asks in an excited manner, a semi-crazed look on her face.

Huey nearly drops the books, Dewey trips up and falls on his back, and Louie chokes on a gulp of pep he was drinking, all turning attention to the doorway.

Dewey picks himself up, rubbing his rear end. "Is what true?"

"My baby boys are going on their first dates!?" As Della picks all three up and hugs them close, it actually hurting the triplets.

"Gack! Mom! It is not a date! How'd you even find out?!" Dewey asks as Donald rushes in and pries his sister off the boys, Webby walking in nervously.

"He-heh, sorry, that was me. I was just, well, excited..." Webby rubs the back of her head, giving a nervous smile.

Donald holds back -barely- the frantic Della, who is almost too excited. "Della it isn't until Friday! Calm down!"

"I can't! When I was on the moon I started to worry I would miss my boys falling in love! Looks like I won't! I'm going to meet my grandkids!" Della bounces up and down, seems seconds away from bursting into confetti as she is dragged away by Donald.

"So, uh, any more details on this whole event Webs?" Louie asks.

"Well, Granny and Uncle Scrooge were a bit worried given Ma Beagle escaped from prison again, and that last year the Beagle Boys tried to kidnap all the kids, so Scrooge called in a favor to protect everyone!"

"Really? Who?" Huey asks.

"That Toppat guy, Boone!" Webby declares.

The boys are stunned. "You mean the guy who literally saved us last month?"

"Yup! He actually came over earlier to talk to Uncle Scrooge about it!"

"Wait, he did?!" Dewey asks.

"Yup. You know, Granny thought he was here to hurt us so she tackled him to the ground..."

The boys eyes go wide. "She did what!?"

"Oh no! This can't be happening!" Louie panics as he grabs Webby by her vest. "Webby! Your grandmother has doomed us! He is no doubt now planning to kidnap us as revenge!" Louie shakes Webby.

"Nah, he wasn't mad." Webby waves off as she gets Louie off of her. "He actually took it pretty well. Though, Granny seemed, off, afterwards, like he said something that startled her..." Webby shrugs. "Eh, probably nothing."

"So, he will be guarding us?" Dewey inquires.

"Yup, him and eight others!" Webby states.

"And I assume he isn't getting payed?" Huey asks.

"Nope, he is doing it for free!" Webby says. "Also, Lena and Violet will join us, going as a group."

Della hears this and is heard freaking out in joy, thinking it confirms it as a triple date, much to the boys' frustrations.

"Anyways, Granny is also taking me to get a new dress Wednesday as I don't have one. But, you guys probably aren't interested in that. Anyways, g'night!" As Webby skips off.

Huey realizes something and grabs his brothers by their shirts, pulling them close. "We have nothing to wear! Oh this is a disaster! What are we going to do!? We-"

"Bro, relax, I got this..." Louie says as he calls a number.

Tuesday morning, three days until the dance...

There is a knock on the door which Donald answers. His smile turns into a frown when he sees who it is.

"Hey! D-Money! How's it goin'?!" Gladstone asks cheerfully.

"Cousin Gladstone. What a pleasant surprise. What brings you here?" Donald asks defeated, not a fan of his incredibly lucky cousin.

"Well, Greener Pastures called and said his brothers have nothing to wear for a dance this Friday. So, being the good cousin I am, I came right over first thing I could so I could take them to each get a new suit! Isn't that nice of me?" Gladstone asks.

Donald is stunned. They went to Gladstone first instead of him? He sometimes wanted to kill his cousin.

Della walks by and the two see each other.

"Hey! Dell Bell!" Gladstone calls out.

"Cousin Gladdy!" As Della rushes over to her cousin, barreling past Donald, and embraces him in a hug. "What're you doing here?"

"Well your sons needed some new clothes for the dance so they called me to help them get new suits." Gladstone explains.

Della gasps. "Oh my gosh that is so nice of you! Isn't cousin Gladstone the greatest Donnie?" She asks her irritated brother.

Donald folds his arms, unhappy. "Yeah, wonderful..."

"So, where are the boys?" Gladstone asks.

"Hang on I'll get them!" Della rushes up the stairs to the boys' room. "Boys! Cousin Gladstone's here to take you all to get new outfits for your dates!"

"It's not a date!" The trio defend as they rush downstairs, Huey reading a book on different paired dances, Dewey 'dances' his way down, as Louie is eager to meet his laidback, lucky cousin.

"Hey, Red Hat, Dewdrop, Greener Pastures! How are you?"

"Fine! Just gotta keep reading!" Huey answers quickly, not looking up.

"I'm DEWin alright..." Dewey answers with finger guns.

"Eh, good." Louie responds.

"Great! So, let's go on ahead and get you boys fitted." Gladstone says as he starts to leave with the boys.

"Wait! I'm coming too! I am not missing my boys looking even more handsome than they already do!" Della says, following.

Donald sighs and closes the door.

—

At the suit shop, a bit later...

"Wow, this is quite nice." Huey says, checking out his red suit.

"I'll say! I look great!" Dewey says, his blue suit being finished.

"Oh you boys look so handsome! Those girls are going to be so lucky!" Della comments, embarrassing her sons... Again...

"I told you Dell, only the best for our family!" Gladstone says.

"And it is affordable, thanks to cousin Gladstone." Louie chimes in.

"Huh? How so? How much is it?" Della asks, semi-concerned.

"Ma'am, please, you are friends of Gladstone Gander. Your money is no good here!" The store's proprietor says.

Gladstone gives a smile and nod to Della, who is surprised. "Like Greener Pastures said, affordable..."

"Yeah. You have zero clue how crazy good his luck is. Heck, he once got imprisoned by a luck vampire and we had to go save him!" Louie says.

"Wait, what?! When was this!?" Della asks.

"You were, um, still on the moon." Huey states.

"Oh come on! How much did I miss out on?!" Della asks.

"Well, I mean, we got out by tricking the vampire into taking Uncle Donald instead, who got tossed out back to us due to his bad luck." Dewey says.

Della snorts at that. "Donnie does always have the worst luck."

"And done! There we go young man, all set!" The tailor says.

"Awesome! I am going to be the best looking guy at the dance!" Dewey cheers.

"Thanks again for this Gladdy, really appreciate it." Della smiles.

"You sure you don't want something for yourself? It'll be no problem at all." Gladstone offers

"Nah, I'm fine as-is." Della chuckles.

"Eh, suit yourself. Just give a call if you need anything." Gladstone says as they leave together.

—

Wednesday Afternoon, two days until the dance...

Huey was spending almost every waking second reading up on dancing, dance etiquette, how to be with a partner, and so on. He was super nervous, and his mother calling it a 'date' didn't help. No matter what, he actually got more nervous as the day approached. His brothers and Donald would try to calm him down, only for Della to come in and say 'date' and any work calming him was undone. Huey could barely sleep.

Dewey kept practicing dancing and planning what he would do, typically being told that there won't be ability nor allowance for half the stuff he is doing. That and he'd just look like an idiot. Dewey ignored the 'haters', and kept doing his own thing. Though, one thing did bother him. His mom seemed really keen on this being a triple date for the boys, and she didn't want to hurt her feelings. Even if he said it was not a date, he still felt like he should partner with a girl just to make his mom happy. Problem was, the only girl who best matched him was like a sister to him and his brothers, which made the premise kind of weird.

Then there was Louie, who was trying to find a way out of it. He planned many things. Fake being sick. Fake an injury. Fake being kidnapped. Even fake his own death. All of which were thwarted. He WAS going to go, whether he liked it or not. His mom only made him like it less by calling it a 'date', the idea of which annoyed him. No doubt he'd be paired with Lena. Yeah, he liked her as a friend and all, and they had a lot in common, but he, and everyone else, knew she liked Webby. All except Webby and his mom, of course. Why? Why was his mother so adamant on pair up her sons when they are so young? Why is she trying to ship them? Yeah, Huey and Violet can be a thing, but Huey is too embarrassed to date now, and Violet has a near lack of emotions. Dewey and Webby do fit, yeah, but they are like brother and sister. Them dating is just, ewey...