"Where am I now?" was all Rebel said as he went into a random room filled with some good smell after he woken up in his brother in red's bed. He stopped and stared wide eye at some familiar faces including Turbo.

"Hey Rebel." His brother greeted him with a smile, sitting in a chair, waving a at him, now wearing blue clothing.

This was a new one to say the least.

"OH MY GOSH!" He heard what sounded like the Webby uttering.

However, before he could even respond, he was already face to face with said female duckling. "What you do like? What's it's like being up on the moon?-"

"That's enough, Webby. He's still getting use to things around here." Mrs. Beakley said who Rebel noticed at the corner of his eye, sitting in a chair on the other side of the table.

Oh! Sorry granny." the girl duckling replied before heading over towards the taller woman.

"Come On, Rebel?"

He shifted his attention to his brother in blue who was pointing towards an empty seat next to him.

He was a bit hesitant, fearful about not knowing what's going on, but he sucked it up and did as his brother asked.

The duckling with the baggier clothes then asked "Uh, what's going? Aren't you guys mad at me for lying?"

"Admittedly, kind of, but glade have you here lad."

Rebel looked over to see his uncle Scrooge sitting in the chair at the farthest end of the table. He didn't realize that he was there.

Just then, he felt something wrapped him and lifted him up.

"Welcome back, Rebel." said someone that kind of spoke a little off.

"Wha-what the-?"

"Relax Rebel? It's just Uncle Donald. He's just giving welcoming you back." A new voice popped up that he assumed that it came from Jet. All of the sudden, he was placed down. There, he saw the smiling face of an older an older duck, the same older duck that was right next to his mom and uncle Scrooge in the photo, Uncle Donald.

The ducking in green gave a bit of nervous expression before saying "Oh uh, good to be back... Uncle Donald, was it?"

Rebel didn't know what to expect from his older relative, but when his uncle gently patted him on the head, he definitely didn't expect that.

Just then, he spotted the older duck looking over toward his brothers.

"It's nice to have you back too, Turbo."

He then looked over towards his blue clad sibling to see Turbo looking back at their uncle Donald and replying, "Thanks uncle Donald."

After that and watching the older duck went back to his seat, he heard Jet spoke up "Un Jet slash Huey here, how long have you've been up?"

The green clad ducking moved his shoulders and answered his brother in red "I don't know, a while ago."

"I see, you must have gotten lost when trying to find us."

"Old Captain Lost gotten lost again." Turbo spoke up giving the same smirk he always gave when he teased him.

"Excuse me, who's Captain Lost?" Huey cut back in.

"It's Captain Lost, sir." He answered his brother in red. "Anyways Turbo gave me that name after this when one I gotten us lost."

"Captain Lost!" Turbo cheered again.

"Hey, I only had a bit to get to know this place. This is not on me."

"Captain Lost! Captain Lost!"

"You better reverse the tone of that chant?!"

"Captain Lost-!"

"That's it!"

At that moment, feeling his anger rising, Rebel lunged and tackle his brother in blue to the ground. He soon felt arms wrapping around him, struggling to pull him away, but he kept up his scuffling with Turbo. It went on for a bit until their uncle Donald came by and separated them. The older duck soon had Turbo and Huey swap seats. It was fine by Rebel, it finally gotten his brother in blue to stop chanting. However, now he has his other brother right beside him, who he still doesn't know too much about.

"It's alright." Huey uttered. "I 'll show you how to eat."

He widened his eyes at his brother in red's words. He would have to eat? Oh boy, he wasn't prepared for that.

"Oh, I should show you bathroom and how to use it later."

"Okay." He responded with an insecure voice.

All of the sudden, Mrs. Beakley came by put at a flat rock with some stuff on it. Huey soon told to take out his oxy chew gum. Rebel followed though, still feeling unsure. His red clad brother then showed him how to eat. He followed. Huey's instructions and found out that it was really good. The green clad duckling ate more and more, however, as did while ignoring his brother in red's asking him too slow down or whatever, he soon tasted something squishy. He immediately spit the thing out and on to the thing in front of them.

"Yuck." The duckling in green uttered right before he brought his hand to tongue, he stuck out and try to wipe the bad taste away.

"I see," He heard Huey say. "It appears you don't like hotdogs."

"Agh, that was terrible."

After that his brother in red showed him how to pick off the hot dogs, which Rebel was thankful though he was a bit skittish at trying it again.