A REWRITTEN FAMILY HISTORY

I was a bit stuck with my Huey flashback but I hope it was a cute father son moment to distract from the drama ahead...also there is a word I used in this chapter that I was internally arguing about using as I didn't know if it would come off as ablest If using that word was offensive in any way I am truly sorry

Also while some chapters have seemed to be one off slice of life moments this is one of the major arch moments that I've mentally mapped out when I initially outlined this... enjoy


Huey couldn't help but grin a wide grin as he looked over toward where his mother was sitting tinkering with something at the workbench. She had been shaky about spending time at the home he shared with his dad when she first arrived back in Duckburg insisting she needed baby steps. For the past two months he would spend long afternoons at the manor or show up in the lab after school to see her antagonizing his father and Fenton. It was afternoons like those that made him smile the brightest. But now here his mother was in the Gearloose garage helping him with a project that could earn him the Junior Woodchuck badge that would push him into the next rank. It was everything he could ever wish for.

"I still can't believe Uncle Scrooge owns a movie studio," Dewey's voice spoke up, breaking his concentration.

Okay so he didn't wish for his cousin to be loitering around the first time his mother had set foot in the house but biologically Dewey WAS his brother….maybe he should wish for a normal family tree instead.

"Launchpad told me all about it in great detail on the way home from our meeting last Wednesday." Huey replied with a smile as the sounds of his mother's tinkering filled the air.

"He talked at length all about things as well," Della said, tossing her jacket over the back of a chair before looking at her work. "I warned him about how meeting his hero would be a bad thing."

With a nod Huey turned to focus on the project after all it was to earn him a Woodchuck badge.

"Who was he to know Jim Starling would be such a megalomaniac?"

From across the room the blue clad duck shrugged back his shoulders as he began to haphazardly play in his guitar.

"I don't know what a megalo-whatever is but I really hope that what happened didn't spoil my shot of eventually composing music for a McDuck production one day inevitably getting me hot on the path to earning an EGOT."

From the corner of his eye, Huey soon watched as his mother's face lit up at the other boy's was clear to see that even after all the years apart she loved hearing about her sons hopes and dreams even if Louie being the CEO of the family business or Dewey being a famous composer seemed so mundane compared to his dream of making an impact on society much like his fathers.


January 2017:

Entering the lab with a smile on his face he looked over toward the newly framed diploma that was hanging on the wall, a sense of pride over the accomplishment still hitting the nine year as he shifted his gaze toward his father's direction.

"Hey Dad," the boy replied, taking the chicken out of what he'd been doing in the moment to look up to smile back at his son. "So how's the intern search going."

Huey knew that his father was having mixed feelings about having an intern join the team however in the moment it seemed that he was taking things in stride.

"I hired someone today actually. A physicist, that way he can bring something to the table while staying out of my personal space...it's what we like to call in the science community a win-win Hubert ."

Huey nodded his head eager to meet the young scientist as he knew that they would become fast friends.

"So, what are you working on now?"

"My magnum opus," Gyro replied with a smirk as he pointed to what looked like a deconstructed mech suit lying on the table, "My earliest drafts for this were made before you were even hatched, in fact this part here was inspired by a blueprint your mother scribbled on the back of a napkin."

Huey watched his dad pick up a piece that was lying on the table however as he looked on in wonderment he still didn't know the purpose of what was being built and so he raised a brow.

"So, what does it do?"

"Ideally it will change the world. It will be a state of the art assist in security. First step is protecting McDuck Enterprises and then we go global with this baby."

There was a slight mechanical tinge toward his dad's tone which came up whenever he seemed to get ahead of himself in his endeavors however it was up to the kid to help him crash back to earth so to speak.

"As long as it doesn't become evil like some of your other high profile attempts at artificial intelligence."

"My inventions aren't evil, they are just wildly misunderstood."

Huey couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

"I should get you a shirt with that printed on it next fathers day."

"Don't you dare….anyway homework?"

Nodding his head Huey crossed the lab to the small work space that had been set up for him to work when he would come to the lab after school.


The sounds of static brought Huey out of his thoughts as the looks of a picture began to emerge from one of the monitors. Picking up a notebook, he was ready to take note of whatever signal they had picked up for posterity while Dewey put down his instrument and edged closer out of curiosity.

"Maybe we made first contact," his cousin exclaimed while his mother grimaced a bit. She still didn't talk much about her time on the moon and it was kind of concerning for the pre teen.

Hello Hello

The trio stood stunned as Della's face flashed on the screen.

I know it's been a while since my last transmission but I have some cause for that….I have been found!

The view soon panned from Della's face to a group of alien-like creatures mulling about.

"YOU made contact!" Dewey exclaimed.

Della just nervously grinned.

Yep definitely something concerning Huey thought….

They say they are going to help me get back to you so maybe by the time you see this I will be on my way.

"Or I could be sitting in the room," Della replied dejected, "seriously you never got any of my transmissions?"

Both boys shook their head as Della gave the monitor a hard wack.

"Phooey," she mumbled among other things as another bout of static began to signal something was making its way through.

"I swear if it's one of my harrowing tales about fighting moon mites I swear…"

Della...Della

The boys watched as one of those alien creatures was looking into the monitor trying to talk to their mom.

"Penny!" Della exclaimed excitedly.

Is that your…

Huey watched as the alien pointed in his general direction. Was this a live feed from the moon! Fascinating! He began to scribble something down as his mom sucked in a deep breath.

"That's my Huey, and the other boy over there is my Dewey, and….you can hear me?"

It's a little bit patchy but….I hate to break up your family reunion…dropped your blueprints….Lunaris is fuming….invasion imminent!

There was a sudden spark as the monitor completely fried.

Huey couldn't believe that in all the time his mother had been away radio silence but now…

He began to scribble down more notes until he noticed his mom staring stone cold frozen at the monitor looking like a fragile rag doll.

"Mom?"

"This is bad….this is very bad...and it's all my fault."