A duck boy ran as fast as he could, paying no attention to the vines and vegetation he ran through. His eyes were leaking, his body was trembling.
He just wanted to run away, forget what he heard. However, sometimes things have a habit of coming back to you rather you like it or not.
Through his tearful eyes, he spotted a hole on the ground, in the wall of what looked to be metal building that he was running towards. Too emotional to care ask any questions, he slipped into the hole. Soon found himself in a dark room.
There he walked over and sat down on the floor with something wooden behind him. Yet, again, he didn't care. How could he? After what he just learned, it enough to put anyone in this state. At that moment, he put his knees up and hugged them as he cried a bit more. Honestly, he didn't know how long he did that, but once heard a voice he looked up.
"Huey."
His eyes went wide, and he raised his head as he spotted the familiar person of what thought was his mom. Panic setting in he tried to back up but couldn't.
He was about to run to the right, but his 'mom' said "No-no-no-no-no-no, It's alright. I came to take you back home."
Shifting his frighten gaze to a glare, he replied "Oh, of course, I 'am just going to go back and you're going to reprogram me into being just like your deceased son!"
"What? No. Huey..." The organic duck soon walked towards him and knelt down, looking at him with her swollen eyes.
The hat wearer wondered she's still mourning her lost...
The girl looked away and breathed before continuing. "I know you finding out that you're an android made in the likeness of Turbo, but you're still my son too,"
"But are you sad about Dewey dying?"
His 'mom' hung her head and node. "But you're different then Turbo. You love to read, learn, be organized, things that Turbo never did. You never have to be anything that you're not."
The android saw that the older duck placed a hand on his face and a smile on Her's.
At that moment, all of the negative feelings he had felt has now been washed away leaving behind happiness and relief. With that and a smile, he shed an artificial tear before flicking it off with his finger before hugging his mom gently while felt a hand rubbing his hair. "Thanks mom." Happy for the words.
The two stayed like that for a bit until they broke away.
"Mom, can we go home?"
"Yes, we can."
Author's note: Sorry, I wasn't able to add more to this fic. I was going to Huey's creators, Gyro and Fenton show up and bring along the baby clone of Dewey, Louie, but couldn't think of a way to add that to the story.