WARNING! MORE ANGST!
"Please don't go." Was the last thing Webby said that Huey heard.
Webby couldn't get the ringing out of her head. She didn't want to. It was the last thing she heard from Huey. The nurses pulled the plug right after that. She grabbed onto them, kicking and punching and screaming.
"He has to be alive! This has to be a mistake!" she yelled, tears blurring her vision.
She was kicked out of the hospital right after that. But did she care? Yes, actually. She kind of did.
Months had passed since then. He was buried in the McManor garden where he laid, lifeless. Webby couldn't get over the fact that Huey was dead. There just had to be some way that he was alive. Some way. Any way.
While pacing around in her room like she had been doing for the last couple of weeks, she felt like giving up. She refused to eat or drink and ran out of ideas. Or so it seemed.
Webby sighed, leaning down to open her chest and pick up her diary. Next to it, she saw her book covered in pink with a unicorn on the front. A weak grin grew on her face as an idea popped into her head. She knew Uncle Scrooge would be mad about it, but in return for life again? He would thank her. After a speech or two about magic, that is.
She shook off the fake cover to reveal what she hid: a spellbook. Grabbing the nearest book bag, she stuffed the book in there, clicked the book bag shut, and headed out.
"Where are you going?" Mrs. Beakley asked.
Webby froze. "Uh, to the garden, to read!" she managed to say without stuttering. Man, Louie's lessons in lying sure helped her out, she thought to herself.
"Okay then," Mrs. Beakley said with suspicion in her voice. Webby grinned and headed out to the garden.
Once there, she sat on one of the garden benches and looked around before taking out the book slowly and flipping through the pages to find a spell or ritual to bring Huey, her one love, back to life.
Meanwhile, through the window, Mrs. Beakley stares intently.
"What's going on?" Scrooge asked.
"I think my granddaughter is up to something," she said plainly.
The two looked out the window to see Webby reading something and taking notes.
Webby was surprised to find a pen in the book bag along with a piece of paper. Sure, it had some writing on it, but it would do.
"Five red candles, two normal candles, one placed on top and the other placed on the bottom," she said, writing it down, "6 turquoises, and it needs to be done at sunrise." She wrote down the cantation before closing up the book. She would do anything to bring Huey back.
She walked over to the grave that was nearby and got on her knees, placing a hand on the mount of dirt. She shut her eyes as tears began flowing out. "Please don't go."