"Isn't this nice?" Goldie murmured, leaning on his chest.
Louie glanced down at her. She was so stunning in the moonlight. They wanted some alone time together, so Goldie suggested they camp out and go stargazing. At first, Louie didn't like the idea of going outdoors, but now he was glad he came.
"Goldie, I've been thinking…"
"Thinking?" she purred.
"Should we be doing this?" he asked.
She sat up from the blanket they had been lying on. "Doing what?"
"This. Is this right? Us being together?"
To his surprise, she laughed. "We can call it quits soon, Sharpie."
"I get that," Louie said, running his hand through his hair. "But I don't think I can let you go."
"Well…" she said, almost hesitantly. "The feeling's mutual. I think I've fallen for you, Louie."
"I feel the same way. I'm just not used to being in a relationship with a woman who's older than me. And you were Scrooge's old fling." he explained, struggling to put his conflicting emotions into words.
"I don't feel anything for Scrooge now." she reassured.
"I have to tell my family eventually." Louie said.
"There's no rush. Let's take our time, Louie. It's our little secret for now."
"Mhm?" he growled, pulling her onto his lap.
She laughed when Louie flipped them over and started to slide her jeans off.
The air was thick with the smell of sex; everything felt, smelt, even tasted like it. But they didn't care. It would be over when the sun is up – now it's just for them. For it's their dirty little secret.
000
An hour later, Louie snuck in through the bedroom window and crawled inside. It was about 2AM, and he was sure his brothers would've been asleep.
"Late night, huh Llewellyn?" Huey asked.
Louie was still hunched over in sneak mode, but stopped dead in his tracks when he realized Huey was sitting on his desk chair. Dewey turned on the lights and stood beside the door, arms crossed. Behind him was Webby, who was blocking the open window.
"What the hell is this?" Louie asked.
"A confrontation." Webby said, closing and locking the window.
Louie laughed. "About what?"
"About Goldie." Huey said flatly.
Louie paled but decided to play dumb.
"What about her?" he asked.
"You know what we're talking about, Louie!" Webby said, closing the window.
"I don't," Louie said calmly. "Please enlighten me."
Webby showed him the video of him and Goldie on the couch. Louie paled.
"Sit down." Huey sighed, getting up from the chair.
Louie gritted his teeth but did what he was told. He sat down on the chair and saw his brothers and Webby looking at him. Their expressions were a mixture of disappointment, shock, confusion, and disgust: disappointed because Louie once again kept a secret from them. Shocked because he was in a relationship with the Goldie O'Gilt. Confused as to why he was in a relationship with a woman much older than him, and finally, disgust. Disgusted that Louie would even think about having sex with their great uncle's old fling.
Dewey folded his arms. "Why Louie?"
Louie stayed silent. He was slouching and his head was down, trying his best to avoid eye contact. He kept trying to hide his hands…
Louie was a senior, hiding bloodied knuckles after getting into a fight. Their Uncle Donald sat him down while Huey and Dewey eavesdropped on their conversation. When Donald asked him why he got into a brawl, Louie said that some guy was about to touch Webby inappropriately. He said Webby was like his sister and he felt a brotherly urge to protect her.
Huey snapped back into reality.
"I… I don't know." Louie muttered.
Huey gave Dewey a look that said 'be gentle'. Dewey snorted but nodded.
"Come on, Louie. Tell us. We aren't mad." Huey said.
Louie glared at Huey, angry tears in his eyes. "No, you're not mad! It's worse. You're disgusted with me!"
"Louie," Webby said gently. "We aren't disgusted, we're just… confused. How did this happen?"
Louie sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Remember when mom grounded me and I couldn't go on that adventure?"
Huey nodded.
"Well, I found Goldie ransacking Scrooge's office. I fought her and it got physical. She got flirty and…touched me. I was stressed and my hormones were all over the place. We were in the moment and it just… happened." Louie said.
"How long has this been going on?"
"2 months?"
After a long pause, Huey spoke.
"Do you… like her?" Huey asked.
Louie glanced up at him. "I like her a lot, but this whole thing is just… wrong."
Webby and Dewey looked at Huey, who was deep in thought. Finally, he seemed to make up his mind.
"Louie, you know I love you, but I'm sorry," Huey sighed. "This has to end. You know I support whatever decisions you make in life, but I just can't for this one." Huey said.
Dewey nodded. "I'm with Huey. I would be okay with it if it were some other woman, but this is the Goldie O'Gilt, Scrooge's old flame, and a master manipulator. She may be using you. It's just wrong on so many different levels, and you know that."
Louie glanced at Webby.
"I can tell you like her. You've built a very strong connection within the last two months, but…"
"But?" Louie asked. He was soft spoken to her surprise, but there were traces of annoyance in his tone.
"But I'm with your brothers. I know it's going to take a long time to get over her, and I know there will be a relapse. But this is for your own good. If we catch you with her again, then we're going to have to tell Scrooge."
She expected Louie to roll his eyes and lash out at her, but he stayed silent.
"Get some rest, guys. We'll check in with each other in the morning." Webby said.
Dewey gave her a quick kiss and Huey gave her a curt nod.
"Louie?" Webby asked.
"Mhm?" he glumly responded.
She wrapped him up in a hug, much to everyone's surprise. Louie felt tears prick at his eyes, but he gratefully returned the hug, trembling. She rubbed his lower back, and Louie pulled away.
"Thanks, Webbs." he said weakly.
Webby smiled and left the room. Before Huey or Dewey could say anything to their younger triplet, Louie trudged towards his bunk, and hopped in. Huey and Dewey exchanged pained looks.
Louie was angry with all of them…
He just had a strange way of showing it.