Dewey:
Deweys caseworkers name was Marvin, he introduced him to his foster family called 'the Yunnans', luckily for him, they weren't too far from his old home, so depending on Huey and louie's outcome, they can still go to the same school.
"Nice to meet you Dewey, I am your new moth'er, and this is your new fa'der."
Dewey wasn't sure about calling them that, especially with Donald still out there somewhere, they never called him dad, so it really made no sense to call a random stranger that.
"This is Hannah, your new sis'ter"She said.
"Hey"He waves.
"Nice to meet you Dewey"She smiled.
"Yeah, nice to meet you too"He said happily.
"Hannah, you will show Dewey to his room ok?"
"Ok"She smiled. "You'll be in my brothers old room, I hope you like it."
He followed her to his new room.
"I hope you enjoy it here Dewey"She says, "I haven't had anyone here since my brother died."
"Your brother died?"He asked.
She nodded, "Two years ago, he was only fourteen. Our family was in great despair. But now we can move on and build our family once again."
"I'm sorry..."He said, wondering why she was telling her this.
"Don't be. It's natural. You're a great pleasure to be around. I hope that we can become just as close"She smiled, "I'm happy you're here Dewey."
She then left to let him settle in. The minute he walked inside and set his stuff down. Everything seemed so big... and quiet...he just seemed so small by comparison.
There was an empty desk for schoolwork, a tv with a video game system attached, he's never had one in his room before so that was nice. There was a fully made bed with basketballs on them, it was so big it could fit him and his brothers.
he started to feel a pain in his chest thinking about them. He had told them once that he wished he was an only child, he didn't mean it but he said it. And now it seems he gets to find out what that's really like.
With Hannah as an exception, but he never thought he'd feel that sisterly bond with her like she wants, but just a friend who lives there...
It was weird without Huey and Louie. And that never changed for him. He missed them every day, even when he didn't really express it.
He wasn't the type to bring others down because of his own grief.
Webby:
"Webby, it's supper time, dear"Her grandmother called like every day.
Webby heard her, but she didn't reply. She stared at a picture frame she "borrowed" from Scrooge, a picture of Donald, his nephew.
How could he just die? Just like that? He's the most daring adventurer of all time! (Not counting Scrooge of course)
"Webby..."Beakley said with her hand out, demanding she hand it to her.
She nodded and gave Beakley the picture.
"Oh Webby..."
"He was so young, and what about Huey Dewey and Louie? Weren't they living with him?"
Beakley nodded.
"I feel so bad for them..."She said, "I couldn't imagine loosing you like that."
"Don't day that. You won't loose me."
"But Donald was the greatest adventurer of all time, Mr mcduck said so-"
"He's not always that honest"She says.
"Where are they now?"She asked.
"The boys?"She asked and Webby nodded. "I don't know...probably with another relative, they'll be fine."
She nodded again as more tears fell down her face.
"Oh darling, you can't let this crush your spirits. Why don't you go out and get some fresh air."
"By myself?"She asked.
Beakley nodded, "I think it's time."
She hands Webby a pager, "Take this, and page me if you need anything, understand?"
"Yes granny! Thank you!"She hugged her so tight, tighter then she had in a long time.
She was going on an adventure!
She wasn't sure where to go exactly, granny didn't exactly specify, so she went to the beach.
She walks near the ocean and takes a deep breath, it's exactly how the books say it is, it smelled of freedom and water.
She wished she had a boat, she could go on a real deep sea adventure, but that was fine, she can just take things easy today. She walked into the water to feel it on her feet. It ran a shiver down her spine and she started to feel more and more free. Then suddenly, her thoughts were interrupted by a voice...
"Someone's a little far from home..."
Webby almost instantly attacked her right then and there but stopped when she realized it was just a young girl like her, she had pink hair and an odd fashion sense. "Hi, I'm Webby!"She says feeling her cheeks go red, "I'm not that far from home, I live over at- wait, I probably shouldn't tell you until we know each other better, what's your name, favorite color, social security number, and your deepest darkest secret?"
"What?"The girl asked.
"I'm sorry, I talk too much when I get nervous, and you definitely make me nervous, not because you're Intimidating or scary, even though you are. You're really pretty, who did that to your hair?"
"Uhh...I did?"She answered as if it were a question or she wasn't sure, "I'm lena."
"Nice to meet you"She smiled.
"You too"Lena says slyly, "You're not like a lot of girls around here"She says, "You wanna have some fun?"
"Sure!"Webby says perkily, "But I have to be back around seven thirty."
"Not a bad curfew if you insist on it. Come on!"She says grabbing Webbys hand.
She felt so safe while still being so dangerous, Webby never imagined having such an amazing friend all her life.