It was raining.

Normally this wouldn't bother him much, because this mean he could get extra water for the boiler and the fresh air make more bearable the toaster over he call home.

Having the kids already asleep was an extra bonus; today wasn't a good one, not just for him but also the triples, 6 years old and somehow they think they're immortal beings and the world is in their hands.

Della would be so proud.

But that's ok, he can be proud for the both of them until she came back, because she will.

Eventually.

A shudder go through him at the dark, dark thought he keep in the back of his mind and shove it back with sad anger. No, he won't go for that route, he knows well that he won't survive it, even a simple "if" make him feel like he would throw up any second and he won't have it today, especially today.

It was their birthday.

Hence the disaster in front of him; the living room/kitchen was upside down full of confetti and tiny balloons (he suspect they did it manually) there was batter in the whole surface of the table and some cabinets. The oven was miraculously not on fire and he was pretty sure the sofa can be salvaged.

Things weren't supposed to be like this, he had the whole day planned: a whole day at Funso's Fun Zone was a good start and then they would eat at their favorite pizza place near the docks, and to end it he would bring them to the beach so they could lit some fireworks in the dark (they have no idea he already bought them).

The last birthdays couldn't do much for the them, time were getting rough with the money saves and the pay in his current job wasn't the best but he's a Duck, stubbornness is in their blood.

He even asks the day off weeks ago, there's no way thing could go wrong and after all isn't what they deserve at least?

He should have known better than this.

They scream and cry; it wasn't fair, none of this was but he couldn't lose this job even if this means they would hate it afterwards.

With a heavy heart he left them with the emergency nanny not before hug them tightly and tell them how much he loves them and promise he would make it up (Huey make him triple promise as he tries to make Louise let him go and Dewey keep bawling his eyes out)

"It just a couple hours" he said "promise I'll be back before you know" and isn't that nice, to give words full of hopes.

What a joke.

It was dark when he found them in the middle of the living room with a photo album and the ex-marine just knew things weren't going to be ok.

They're young but no fools, you should never underestimated kids, especially if they're a Duck, Donald should have known but somehow he always fail to do so, kids are complicated as much as an adult.

But the thing is: kids also are bland and direct.

And isn't ironic; that that's one of the few thing he know so well and by heart, also throwing to the mix the sadness and anger (that they rarely show, thank god) of them feeling betray and lie too but he could get upset no matter how much it hurt.

Because they just wanted answers, they don't hold back.

He reach for peace but they outnumber him (always will) and they scream and cry, they won't calm down and he can barely keep up.

Why do you have to work all the time?

Why did you lie?

Do you love us?

Do you hate us?

Why you didn't come back, you promise didn't you?

Why she hasn't coming back?

Where is she?

Does she love us?

Does she hate us?

Why, why, why is a chanting that fills the boat and will follow him the next days and following nights.

They just want to know, they just want to know, he wanted too.

He tries to reassures them as best as he can but is not enough.

It feels like it never is.

They retreat with tears and snots, the oldest holding tightly the album and the other following close.

He tries to follow, to call them back but he cannot

In the floor one photo was left behind; it was Della and his 12 birthday their faces full of joy and cake, their parents scolding them in the back and uncle Scrooge top hat was seen in a corner.

He tries to breath right but he cannot; his eyes hurt, his mind a mess and his heart is breaking down.

Tears fall down and he try to stop them.

He fails.

There are thing he cannot do, no matter how much he tries.

Hello again! First of all thank you sooo much! You guys I'm so happy, I'm speechless that you give it a try, again thanks you for everything.

I honestly didn't expect to get so many views and follow; I will try my best to give ya a good story, promise!

xEnderx2104- Thanks for the comment! Sorry English's not my first language and I don't trust the translator cuz it always mess up the things or took it too literally.

Hopefully I get better in this (again I'm sorry in advance for the broken grammar)

Also I was going to post this early but things didn't go as planned so hopefully I can update once a week (or so I say)

Ok think that's all I have to said read ya soon!