Huey stared in disbelief. He didn't need to know the probability of meeting like this to know that it was really low. Even then, he and Dewey shouldn't be so close in appearance unless...

"Hey, you look just like me." The new guy said shifting expression into a smile.

"Question, what's the month and day you were born?"

"Uh, August 17th."

"That can't be-Wait a minute?" The Siamese cat boy said as he ran of to the office.

He then sifted through the papers that was still in a filing cabinet.

"What are you doing now?" Dewey asked.

However, Huey just kept searching. "Here." He uttered pulling the file he needed. As he sat down on the floor and read inside, he said "This is my records. Maybe we share a history."

"Okay." He heard Dewey saying.

He searched a bit until something caught his eye. His eyes widen in disbelief at the sight.

"What is it?"

"What's your full name?"

"Uh, what?"

"I've found a note along with paper saying that you might be my twin brother."

"What?!" The cheetah kid blurted out appearing like he was having a hard time believing it too.

The Siamese cat boy handed his new companion the file. As Dewey looked at it, his eyes grown wider. "You're my older brother?!" He asked sounding shock.

Huey gave a slight nervous smile and a node. "It appears that the orphanage separated us when we were three months old. The note says someone named Bentina Bleakley gave us away a few days after our mom died. It also says that right before she died, our mom was looking for our dad."

"So, dad's out there?" His younger brother asked.

"Maybe." Huey replied. "But-"

"Oh, we got to find him."

"We could search for Bentina? She might know something."

"That sounds like a plan."

Just then another growled erupted.

"But can we get some food first?" His younger twin.

The older duckling sighed. "There isn't any food here. You have to hunt outside. I'll get a pan and make another fire."

"Agh, I was hoping for something other than wild animals outside."

"Well, I haven't had human food for months. I 've been hunting for my prey."

"Huh, you're the only here?"

"Yes. This orphanage closed down months ago."

"Wait, so the workers abandoned you?"

"What-no. I don't think." He sighed again. "I went to sleep in my cat form under my covers. When I woke the workers were all gone. They must have thought I ran away. It's been so lonely here."

"Don't worry Uh... Your name is Hubert?"

"Correct, though I go by Huey."

"Huey... I 'm not going to leave you alone. I 'm your brother, nothing's going to tear us apart again."

"Thanks." The eldest duckling said with a smile and a tear. He wanted to give his baby bro a hug right there, but they both were naked, so he didn't do it.

"Now, let's get lunch started."

Huey sighed again though this time it was because he was relieved that he was not alone anymore. He may like his alone time, but after months of doing just that, a little bit of company is very much welcomed.

When the twins head outside, Dewey went off in his cheetah cub form and head off, while Huey gathered up more firewood. He then stokes the fire with the wood. Before he went back in and gotten out a sharp knife, a pan, and two some bowls. After coming back outside with the tools, he got to work and made a stan, to put the pan on with the sticks and rope that were laying around.

After some time of waiting, he caught a whiff of fresh animal blood in the air. His younger twin must have caught his prey. It will take a bit more for Dewey to cool down from his hunt since cheetah can overheat if they spend too long catching their prey.

Like predicated it took a bit before the elder cat boy sensed his brother's scent, but unlike the sight of a cheetah cub having a freshly killed animal in his mouth he thought he would see, he found his younger brother in his duck form carrying a dead rabbit and a dead beaver, one under each of his arms.

"Hey, I found the rabbit, I was going to eat!" Dewey said through his panting as he brought the two animals to him.

As his brother placed the animals down on the ground leaving blood on his mouth and where he carried the animals.

"Good, now let me just skin them?" Huey said and doing just that with the knife.

He didn't puke at the sight of the insides of the animal's bodies and neither did his younger brother. Guess catching and eating prey made them desensitized to the gory stuff. After the elder brother separated the hair from the corpses and he then pluck out the meat. He then placed the meat on to the pan.

As he and Dewey were waiting for the meat to cook, Huey spotted said sibling in his cheetah form giving himself a tongue bath. Most likely trying to clean his fur off. He would have done the same or go to the sink, if it wasn't for the fact that he had to keep an eye on the meat.

Once the food finished, the older cat boy took the pan off and poor some of the contents which looked kind of like sloppy joe meat, into the bowls. There he handed one to his cheetah brother, He waited for his to cool down.

"Ah, thanks Huey." Dewey said beaming before doing the same.

Author's Note: Don't worry Louie fans I 'll put him in the story at some point, I just figuring out when and how to.