Better Together Chapter 20: "Schemers Gotta Scheme Part 3"
Disney Boy: Well, I meant as in the LPS archive, so same website but different category. I just googled 'LPS fanfiction. net' without the space or 'LPS fanfiction'. It should be the first result that pops up. I would provide a link on my profile, but somehow it just doesn't want to cooperate with me. Oh, or you could go to 'browse' at the login page, then select cartoon as the category, and then click the letter "L". Littlest Pet Shop should be one of the archive results. Hope that helps! :)
Huey told his brother, "So walk me through this again?" The kids were still sitting in the Sunchaser/Cloudslayer, on the way to find the Maltese McGuffin. The sky outside the window next to them was a pastel blue dotted with thick clouds, adding to the calm and peaceful vibe. The slight smell of smoke lingered in the air, clinging to it like glue. But Huey didn't worry too much about it, mostly because it was normal to have that when you're riding with Launchpad.
"Remember the Barksian Modulator?" Louie asked. Huey slowly nodded his head, not sure where this was going, or if he should be worried in any way.
"Gyro could make something like that for us!" The duckling in green smirked.
"Um, how exactly is that supposed to help though? How will that make us VIPs?" Webby looked just as confused as Dewey and Huey did.
Louie curled his beak, "It won't make us VIPs."
"Then what's the point?!" An exasperated Dewey threw his hands in the air.
"But, we'll sound like VIPs."
"That's actually a pretty good idea." Webby agreed. Her eyes widened, "I don't want to shove a modulator down my throat! Not it!" She quickly, and Huey and Louie quickly sprang into action when they realized what was going on.
"NOT IT!" Huey and Louie screamed at the same time.
"Nooooooo! It's isn't fair!" Dewey howled.
"Life isn't fair, sweet Dewford." Louie pretended to caress Dewey's cheek but the duckling in blue slapped him.
"I was only a couple seconds late! Why don't we do a round of Rock Paper Scissors?" he suggested. As expected, Webby won, then Huey did, and then Louie, which meant Dewey lost.
Louie grinned, "Guess you gotta pay the price for snooping on me!"
"NOOOOOOOO!" Dewey said dramatically, "Fortune had turned against the great blue-dressed duckling! Woe is me!" He started pretend sobbing, and then threw himself onto Webby, "Somebody hold me!" Webby, however, wasn't prepared and yelped with both annoyance and surprise as Dewey fell on top of her.
Louie ignored them and took out his phone. He went into his contacts and clicked on "Gyro Gearloose." The phone rang a couple times before someone picked it up.
The screen splits to show Manny on the other side inside Gyro's lab. He tapped his hooves on the floor:
"(in orange subtitles) Yes, this is Gyro Gearloose's lab, how may I help you? This is Manny the headless horseman speaking…um…clapping."
Louie turns to his family and gives them a confused look, "Huh?"
"That must be Manny." Huey stated.
"Can you get Gyro on here?" Louie asked.
"(in orange subtitles) Sigh. No one wants to talk to me anyways." Manny's shoulders slump.
"What?"
"(in orange subtitles) Yes, he's right here." Manny walks out of the frame and Gyro takes his place.
"Who is this?"
"Louie Duck."
"UGH! INTERN, WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT SPAM CALLS?!" Gyro shouted. Fenton, who was cleaning his Gizmoduck armor in the corner of the lab, let out an awkward chuckle and ran away at what was basically light speed.
"No no, you must have gotten it wrong. This isn't a spam caller."
"Absolutely, yes yes, I understand…" Gyro said calmly. Then his whole demeanor changed and he yelled, "DR. INTERN, WHERE'S SECURITY?!"
Fenton, on the other side of the laboratory, was in a sliver elevator. He nervously pressed a button many times before the door closed. The duck sighed, happy to have made it out in one piece.
Louie said, "Wait! I'm Scrooge's super rich nephew!"
Gyro smiled, "Oh, you. Keep talking…sir." He put the phone on his shoulder and pressed his head on top to hold it in place, then leaned onto a grey table and drummed his fingers on the top of it.
"You see, we need a voice modulator so we can modify Dewey's voice and make it sound like…" He put a hand on his chin, "Mark Beaks."
Dewey let out another fake sob, "Why must I be put in this position?! Oh, the AGONY! THE PAAAAIIIIIINNNN!" He put a hand to his forehead and pretended to faint.
Gyro hissed, "Why Beaks? He doesn't even have half the mind of Fenton Crackshell! And Fenton's a total moron." The chicken rolled his eyes. He added, "Wait, does Scrooge even know about this?"
Louie snapped, "No questions."
"Fine. But I'll need payment in return…" The chicken grinned, "For operation Gyrobotapocalypse!"
Louie whined, "Why?"
"No payment, no modulator."
"Fine." Louie grumbled then closed the phone.
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