Chapter Two: Lunch Time Conversations

Huey slipped into the empty classroom as silently as possible, his eyes darting around the place nervously. Sliding into one of the cleared off desks, he pulled out his favorite sardine and cheddar sandwich that Mrs. Bleakley packed for him. She was a bit nervous about their first day of school, so she packed each one their favorite picnic lunch. He didn't have long before Dewey came in, closely followed by Louie. Which only left one person left.

"Where's Webby?" Dewey fidgeted in his seat.

Huey shrugged, mumbling under his breath. "How I'm supposed to know?"

Louie opened his mouth, possibly to mention something about how he was the oldest or something like that… only to jump in surprise when Webby dropped down from the ceiling next to him. "Hi ya guys!" Webby beamed from ear to ear.

Just then the door creaked open and a group of kids that they didn't recognize walked in. One of the newcomers sniggered as he eyed them. "Ooh, look what we got here! Newbies! How fun."

The others laughed with him, even as Huey frowned, not liking where this was going. Another one moved to stand near the triplets, placing one hand on Louie's chair, and another hand on Dewey's chair. "Yeah...and you know what we do with newbies?"

"Um...give them a great big warm hug and introduce yourselves?" Webby suggested, shifting slightly as she picked up on the fact that the triplets had stiffened.

"No… challenge you to prove yourselves to us." Another one stated as he moved to block the doorway. "Ever heard of McDuck Manor?"

"Seriously? Everyone knows about that place...especially us!" Louie scoffed, even as confusion flooded them. What about their home?

"Good. Then you know that it is cursed." The first one smirked to himself, as if that was obvious.

"No it's not." The four friends spoke in perfect unison.

The first one strolled over, placing his face inches from Huey's. "Are you calling me a liar?"

"Um...no?" Huey leaned back away from him, wrinkling his nose.

"Good. The curse is that any kid that goes in there...never comes out. The housekeeper hates kids and placed some kind of curse there to keep them out. So… your challenge is to go spend the night at McDuck Manor and survive the curse." He sniggered to himself as if he thought he was a genuis.

"You're nuts." The triplets declared in unison as they turned back to their lunches.

Webby frowned, before shaking her head at them. "You got your facts mixed up. The housekeeper there is my granny...and she doesn't hate kids. She despises a chaotic household...and anything that might be considered as a threat to children."

Laughter rippled through the group. "Nice try… we all know that ain't true."

Webby narrowed her eyes, even as Louie decided to take matters in his own hands. "Ok fine. You can walk us to the Manor after school and drop us off there."

The others gave him a weird look, before shrugging it off. The leader of the gang grinned at them. "Good. We will meet you up front after the last bell."

The group of kids left, leaving the four all alone. Dewey picked up his juice box, fingering the straw. "Um...so which one of us is gonna tell them that Launchpad is supposed to pick us up after school?"

Louie shrugged as he pulled out his cell phone. "I'll just call him and cancel our ride. Tell him that we decided to walk home."

"He'll never believe you...it's you. You hate exercise." Huey scoffed at his lazy brother.

"I know...reason why I'm gonna tell him that your being mean and forcing us into doing it." Louie rolled his eyes at him.

Huey promptly grumbled under his breath. "Of course your gonna do that…"

"Let's just eat our lunch and guess at what Illusions possibly could be about." Dewey suggested as he bit into his pepperoni pizza.

Webby rolled her eyes as she bit into her chicken sandwich. "Oh come on guys… isn't it obvious? It's magic! We're gonna learn how to cast spells!"

"Nonsense… we're gonna learn how to do magic tricks….not real magic. There's a difference." Huey corrected his friend, rolling his eyes skyward.

Dewey turned to face Webby, a grin crossing his face. "Anyways, I know we had agreed not to ask you just yet...but now may as well be as good a time as any..."

"Dewey...no!"

"... But can you tell us anything about our father?" Dewey ignored how his brothers tried to interrupt him.

Webby's face fell as she looked at them in dismay. "I actually know the same amount about your father as I do my parents…"

"Really? That's great!" Huey brightened up at that, deciding maybe they won't have to go to crazy lengths to discover what happened to him…

"Which is absolutely nothing at all. Sorry guys." Webby shrugged, clearly disappointed that she couldn't help them this time around.

"How can you not know anything about your parents!?" The triplets yelped as they stared at her.

Webby shrugged, before fiddling with her napkin. "I just don't. My parents gave me to my granny before I hatched and she doesn't talk about them...at all. Sometimes I wonder if I'm just a random kid to her and she doesn't know who my parents really are or something."

"That's plain ridiculous! Ok, about this… by the end of this semester, we find everything there is to know about Dad….and Webby's parents. It'll be fun as long as nothing too dangerous occurs." Huey declared, before mumbling about the last part.

A/N: Hello! Sorry... crazy last couple of weeks... oops? Here's your update...I'll try to update again next Monday...as a reminder I will be attempting to update every Monday. Good? Good. Um...can't think of anything to say here... Happy (late) Mother's Day to all of the mother's out there!

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