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Toy Memories – Huey, Dewey and Louie

There’s a pond on Grandma’s farm, and at the bottom of that pond lies a toy airplane. Once it was a brilliant red, shiny and new. Now it’s colours have faded away, dulled to a pale beige. Once loved, but not forgotten.

 

This is how Huey, Dewey and Louie remembers it.

 

It’s a cloudy day, and they’re visiting Grandma Duck. Gladstone and Fethry must have been told, because they’ve turned up.

 

Uncle Fethry’s on a fishing kick, he’s all dressed up in the latest kit, with a fancy new rod, and Uncle Donald narrowed his eyes as soon as he caught sight of his cousin.

 

They don’t hear what is said, but it ends up with their three uncles sitting outside by the pond, all three of them competing to see who’s the better fisherman.

 

Huey, Dewey and Louie get out their nets, and splash about in the shallows, finding toads and newts. Huey has his book out to identify them, Louie is trying to feed one a fly, and Dewey is diving after a frog when they hear a yell.

 

There’s shouting, their uncles arguing. Then they suddenly go quiet.

 

Uncle Donald is holding something in his hands, and it’s not a fish. He’s trembling.

 

Both Gladstone and Fethry looks like they’ve seen a ghost, although their reaction are very different. Gladstone is backing away, his hands held of in front of him like he’s expecting an attack, Fethry is gleeful and frailing about.

 

Suddenly uncle Donald jerks away, ignoring his fishing equipment, and heading straight to the farmhouse.

 

Fethry bouncing after him, talking a mile a minute, and Gladstone hugs himself. Then he notices they are watching, and straightens himself out, shrugging off whatever it is, and trying to smile.

 

Huey, Dewey and Louie share a look, and without a word, they pick up their things and chase after Uncle Donald.

 

Uncle Donald is carefully washing a tiny toy plane in the kitchen sink.

 

It’s old, the colour faded unevenly, it’s missing a propeller.

 

Uncle Donald handles it like it’s the most precious thing in the world.

 

“What is it?” Dewey asked.

 

Uncle Donald shakes his head. There’s tears in his eyes. Uncle Fethry looks between him and the triplets.

 

“It was Della’s.” Uncle Fethry says, “We… I lost it in the pond when we were kids.”

 

“Oh.” The triplets chorus, looking at the plane with renewed interest.

 

“It was her favourite toy.” Uncle Donald said softly. “It was the last present our Dad gave her before we lost them. She was so upset, I snuck out in the middle of the night to try to get it back.”

 

Uncle Donald set it on the table. Then glanced sideways at Fethry. “I win.” He declared.

 

There’s a shelf on Grandma’s farm, and on the shelf stands a toy airplane. Once it was a brilliant red, shiny and new. Now it’s colours have faded away, dulled to a pale beige. Once loved, but never forgotten.

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marsartsyt:

Some hugs if you’re having a bad day 😀

I sketched these out months ago and never finished them until now so I don’t remember why I even drew them. It was around the spear of selene episode and I think I was sad?? Drawing ducks always makes me happy so that would make sense.

hjrgsdkgjIloveyouDonald 

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The Past is a Different Country

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Be warned, I think I spot an emotional rollercoaster ahead

Chapter 1: The Paparazzi Attack

Dewey made his glaceless way downstairs, bouncing off a wall as he followed the smells and sounds of breakfast.

He entered the dinning room and was immediately  sure Louie was up to something.

If bumping into a wall hadn’t woken him up, he was now.

“Good Morning” he sang out cheerfully. Scrooge smiled at him and gave him a nod, uncle Donald waved but didn’t look up, Huey’s and Webby’s greetings was just as cheerful and Louie grinned.

Not his usual smirk, but a grin. There was an air of affected innocence surrounding him and as Dewey studied his brother he became sure Louie feeling rather pleased with himself.

Louie was definitely up to something.

Dewey gave Huey a questioning look, who gave him a clueless smile, then Donald, who was half heartedly making notes and referring to his phone, Webby who was talking at Huey, then finally to Scrooge, who seemed to already be halfway through the Duckburg Times.

Alright. No one else had noticed Louie was up to something. Time to distract.

Dewey served himself some porridge, upending the pot of honey, sneaking glances at his Uncles. Huey gave him a look, his eyes rolling upwards, before pushing a large glass of milk towards Dewey. Webby gave him an amused look, and she paused in her tale, perhaps sensing the mood in the room had shifted.

Dewey grinned at them he set the now empty honey pot down, and glanced at Louie. Louie considered him, and pushed the peanut butter his way.

“Dewey. Fruit.” Uncle Donald directed, waving his pen towards the bowl of fruit.

“Peanut butter counts.” Dewey waved his spoon.

“Peanut butter? On porridge?” Uncle Scrooge pulled a face, putting aside his newspaper “Really lad?”

“It’s good.” Dewey through a sticky mouthful.

“It’s disguising.” Webby exclaimed.

“What do you like Uncle Scrooge?” Huey piped up.

“Salt. Or a little cheese.” Uncle Scrooge declared.

“Eww!” Dewey pulled a face, as Louie dropped out of sight.

“Sweets are all well and good, in their place” Scrooge began a lecture.

“It’s breakfast!” Dewey interrupted. “It’s meant to be sweet!”

“And that will hardly going to carry you through the day lad!” Scrooge rose from his chair.

“Dewey!” Dewey stood on the chair so Scrooge couldn’t loom over him. “My name is DEWEY!” No one else seemed notice the door opening.

Scrooge paused. “Dewey.” He conceded, face pulling tight, “I didnae mean…” He paused again.

“Dewey. Fruit.” Donald said, glaring at Scrooge. “And sit down. Both of you.”

Distraction successful. Dewey grabbed some blueberries and kept his head down, grinning into his porridge.

Louie had better share.


Louie ducked out of the dinning room, tucking his hands in his pocket, tugging at the plastic envelope hidden there.

He needed somewhere private to hide and well lit enough to read. The mansion had more than enough of the first, but the second was harder, what with most of the unused rooms being shut up.

But Louie has planned ahead, scouted the lay of the land, finding an unused bedroom with a window seat. He settles in behind the curtains certain that no one is going to find him. (Except Webby but she’s wouldn’t be looking for him for a while)

Huey would cut it open, Dewey would tear into the envelope, Louie traces along the seams and pulls it apart where it’s weakest.

His heart is beating a little fast, but his hands are steady as he turns the glossy magazine over. He’s on the front cover.

“What is it like like living with the Richest Duck in the world? An exclusive interview with Louie Duck, nephew of the renowned Scrooge McDuck.”

Louie grins. It’s a good photo. But did Fergus keep his word?

He opens up the magazine, checking the contents. And pales.

‘The mysterious disappearance of Della Duck.’
‘The most likely heir to the McDuck Fortune’
‘Donald Duck, respected war hero or lunatic?’

It goes on and on, Louie shakes as he turns the pages, it’s his family, he recognises names and pictures. He doesn’t know these stories. His stomach twists and he wants to throw up.

How much did uncle Donald hide from them? Why do strangers know more about his family than he ever did?

Water drips onto to page as he opens the article on his Mom, the writing is too blurry to read. There’s a picture of his Mom climbing into a small aircraft.

He can’t.

This is bad. This is wrong. He made a mistake. He didn’t know they were going to do this.

He can’t breathe. The room is too dusty.

He wants Uncle Donald.

Huey was totally up for a day entertaining himself. He had plans. Louie had vanished, and Dewey had grabbed Webby for more exploring. There’s pieces of his model aircraft scattered all over his desk and he’s carefully checking he hasn’t lost anything in the move to his new bedroom when something breaks his concentration.

He tilts his head and listens.

Someone’s crying.

Oh. Oh no. His heart sinks. He was really looking forward to working on his model. He hopes Dewey and Webby haven’t gotten into something dangerous. (Again)

He sighs, knowing he’s not going to rest until he finds the source, and drops the pieces he’s holding back into the box.

It’s louder outside his room, and coming from above, so he silently makes his way to the staircase.

He doesn’t have to go far.

Louie’s curled in a ball, arms wrapped around his knees. He’s sobbing and Huey settles down next to him. Louie tries to talk, but nothing is coming out.

Huey rubs his back and waits for Louie to calm down enough to speak.

Instead, a crumpled magazine is shoved at him.

“Mom?” Huey stuttered, his heart clenching, clinging to Louie as he reads the article.

It’s horrible. There’s dozens of digs against Uncle Donald and Scrooge. It’s a full out attack on their family. Huey is shaking.

He growls, and for a moment all he wants to do is tear the horrible magazine to pieces and set them on fire.

“We’re telling Uncle Donald” Huey declares, dragging his brother to his feet and half carrying him down the stairs. It’s a good thing Louie’s his height because he’s barely able to support himself, they’re both shaking so hard.


Donald thinks he’s having a good day. His CV has gone off to a dozen different job adverts, and he’s already had a response from two, one asking for references and another asking if he’s available for a phone interview.

Uncle Scrooge almost apologised. (He’s getting better at it.) And Mrs Beakley is having a day off, so Donald gets to cook lunch and dinner today.

He’s anticipating the look on his Uncle’s face.

Then he hears it.

“Uncle Donald!” Huey sounds strident, his voice wavering.

The hob goes off. The lid is placed on the sauce pan. He’s pretty confident  he’ll be able to salvage it.

His boys need him.

They look a mess, Louie is pale and clinging to Huey, half hiding behind his brother, his breathing coming in shaky gulps, Huey is shaking, his hands clenching around the lump of glossy paper in his hand.

“What’s wrong? Where’s Dewey?”

“They printed trash about Mom!” Huey wails, shaking the paper, a magazine Donald realises, catching sight of a familiar photo.

There’s a chill seeping into his bones, his hear shutters and everything goes grey and muted. He can barely understand what Huey is saying, and Louie is just repeating I’m sorry again and again.

They hurt his boys.

Scrooge is interrupted from his research by the familiar sound of a McDuck (or in this case a Duck) losing his temper.

“By Dismal Downs, what now?” He utters, deciding to investigate before Donald broke anything and give his nephew a good shaking if need be.

What he sees is unforgivable, the lads look terrified, and he yanks his nephew up. “Look at them” He hisses.

“Uncle Scrooge,  it’s not Donald’s fault.” Huey pipes up, there’s a thunderous expression on the lad’s face, the first warning sign that Huey is on the verge of displaying his own version of the McDuck temper. He holds something out, and Scrooge drops Donald to take it.

Smoothing out the much crumpled paper he immediately sees the problem. “I’ll handle this” Scrooge growls.

“No.” Huey said, folding his arms “First, I want to know what really happened when Mom disappeared. Not the lies they printed”

“Agreed” Dewey said, dropping down from his perch in the rafters, Webby just behind him.

Scrooge glances at Donald. It’s his decision.

“Alright.” Donald slumped, defeat written across every feather. “Alright boys.”

“You didnae need to lad.” Uncle Scrooge accent thickened.

Donald gave him a look. “They deserve to know.”

“I was there too you know.” Scrooge presses, but there’s an undercurrent of uncertainty in his voice.

Donald looks at him, and for once there’s none of the barely hidden resentment in his gaze, only grief deeper than the marine trench and their shared burden of guilt.

The silence between is heavy, and the kids inch closer to each other. Louie’s tears have dried, he’s starring at the floor and leaning on Huey. Huey has a protective arm around Louie, but his eyes are stormy, Dewey’s landed on Louie’s other side just in front of his brothers and is bouncing from foot to foot, and Webby is watching with wide eyes, her hand twisted in Dewey’s tee. They can’t help the undercurrent of excitement and dread rolling off of them.

Until Donald speaks.

“Can you tell it Uncle Scrooge?” Donald’s voice is flat, a little bit angry, but mostly hurt.

Scrooge flinched back from the open disdain.

“I can try.” Scrooge comes back with, the closest he can admit to that he’s as unready to face this memory as Donald. His hands tighten on his cane, recognizing that this could be the start of an old argument, one he’s not sure either of them will walk away unharmed from.

“Alright.” Donald looked away.

“Alright” Scrooge echoes, not sure he’s heard right. “Into the study with you lads, I’ll put the tea on.”

“Webby too.” Dewey says, clutching her arm.

Scrooge nods. “I shalt tell this tale again.”

@donaldtheduckdad and so it begins

Part 2 can be found here:

http://robinine-blog.tumblr.com/post/165160561770/the-past-is-a-different-country

The story continues here

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More thoughts on Della Duck

Ok, I’m going to say something quite controversial.

Della Duck is not a mom.

She’s HDL’s mother, but she’s not a mom.

It’s the same situation as if she gave them up for adoption, she left them, and any child is going to feel betrayed and hurt by that even if their parents had very valid reasons, or if it’s due to unavoidable circumstances.

Most adopted children go through a phrase of wanting to know more about their biological parents, just like HDL are doing now.

It doesn’t really matter why Della left, it matters that she’s gone.

That she chose to go.

Della was a good person with faults. But being a good person doesn’t automatically make you a good parent.

HDL have a family who loves them. It just doesn’t include Della.

If you abandon a child, it is up to the child if they want to forgive or forget you. It is up to the child if they want to establish a relationship with you.

When/if Della returns, she’s going to start off in the negatives with her family, and while she can try to earn their forgiveness and build a relationship with her sons, it will be up to HDL.

And the same goes for their father, whoever he may be.

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I should be sleeping, but I just had a terrible thought.

In the original Ducktales, in the episode with Magica’s shadow, the shadow learned to replicate itself so there was dozens of them.

In DT17 Magica did that thing to Lena. (Not saying because Spoiler)

Now all I can see is the kids with those eyes advancing on Scrooge and Donald.

They’re laughing.

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mylemusic:

cartoonlover233:

*kicks down door*

YES I’M BRINGING THIS BACKKKK!! YOUR NEVER GOING TO CHANGE MY MIND!!! TRY MEE!! TRY MEE!! I’M DONE!! THESE TWO JUST PLAINLY NEED EACH OTHER!! DON’T GET ME STARTED ON DEBBIGAIL!!….

Why I ship Louie and Lena!(Yes I ship these two…don’t judge me!):

Ok sooo yes I ship these two and here’s why:

Well for starters I have three other wattpad friends who also ship them, so yea! And I made there ship name and it fits them soooooooo perfectly! It’s : Louna! (Sounds like Luna) IT FITS THEIR PERSONALITIES SOOO PERFECTLY!!! Anyway let’s begin:

1.) Well…Louie and Lena are actually a lot alike in ways! (Ik weird) but this is true! They just have this vibe that I keep getting from them! Idk what but it just…idk! I feel like if Louie were ever to struggle with feeling and questioning if he really was evil, and with Lena probably questioning the same thing….I think they’d get along sooo well!

2.) They are both trying to do there own things for themselves in the world, so that they could survive! The thing that made me kinda worried with Louie was in the golfing episode! WHEN THEY WERE ABOUT TO LITERALLY BE TURNED TO STONE(practically DIEING) HE WANTED MOENY FROM THEM TO HAND THEM A CLUB!?! I MEAN HE SCARED ME THERE! IT WAS HIS FAMILY!! You’d think like he says, he can only be the one to con his family! And he literally helped LuanchPad in that one episode! So when he was about to practically die! He asked for money! I hope it was on accident! 😦 I’m really worried that he could easily be bribed by Lena into joining there side or into telling them where Scrooge’s dime is on accident! But Ik Louie too well! He (hopefully) NEVER would cross his family! But knowing Lena…she may be wayyyy better at conning people than him! So I have a feeling she will beat THE CON MASTER at his own game, and he ends up getting conned into telling her where to find the dime without even knowing he was conned! Or Magica might go into him(whatever’s it’s called) and take over his body….but that sounds way to dark to do on a kid, and I also think there going to save that for Scrooge or Lena getting possessed….OR sadly Webby.(HA I FOUND THE WORD!) I am worried about how Louie will react if he ever gets close to her like friends and starts to look up to her….and he just finds out it was practically all a lie(there friendship) But we all know Lena will actually start liking them, and want to actually be apart of there family…then before ya know it she moves in the mansion, sleeping in Webby’s room! XD(Ik I was supposed to be telling why I ship them…but I just had to get that off my chest! XD)

3.) Ok, continuing why I ship these two! XD They may have not interacted that much, but I can see such a good trouble some friendship between these two! (I can actually see Louie thinking that Lena was too cool for him to hang out with, so he’d try to act cooler than usual to be able to hang out with her! XD)

4.) I’d loved to see an episode with these two! I also think that Louie may actually be the one to help snap her out of her ways! (Surprisingly yes!) Other than Webby, Louie would have a WAYYY better understanding of Lena, and the situation she’s in! He’d be the one to snap her out of it, out of everyone! He would! (As he said before, Lena IS his new favorite! Ik that doesn’t support this…but I just wanted to say that! XD)

5.) Overall, I can see these two getting along sooo well! And I do believe that Louie may even look up to Lena!(Sorry if this isn’t a good reason why I ship them! XD)

(Ok I was too lazy to edit any of this except for the top where I added my craziness! XD)

Also…I WAS RIGHT ABOUT LENA BEING POSSESSED AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH(it was kinda obvious tho…😶)

First of all, I love that you are so passionate about this ship that you start rambling about it XD And to be honest I also think that Louie and Lena would get along really well!! Right now the show is focusing on Lena and Webby’s friendship, but I’d like to think that when all this deal with Magica is done (probably the season finale) we will get Lena interact more with other characters and make more friends!! And as you were saying, Louie would be a great start 😉

@mylemusic LOL THX!🤣

And yea! I hope that ‘someone’ in season 2 that Frank was talking about is Lena…which is unlikely tho…but I at least hope they get a few scenes of interacting together!

Huh, you know, after reading your comments I can really see how well a friendship would work between Lena and Louie.

And now I have an idea in my head, Webby trying to convince HDL to involve Lena because she’s feeling bad after the events of season 1 and retreating from their friendship.

Dewey getting all fired up, and overboard with Webby, Huey being deeply serious, well she wants to be good now, he better give her some life advice on how best to be good, and Louie being suspicious because this girl hurt and conned his family, even if she was being used.

Lena… she likes Webby, but Webby and Dewey scare her, they’re trying too hard, and Lena feels really guilty for hurting Webby, she isn’t ready to be forgiven, she hasn’t forgiven herself.

Huey being all high and mighty, like he’s the authority on everything good and just in the world, and lecturing her.

And Louie is just there, tagging along, but he’s good at reading people, good at working out what’s going through their heads. He’s reading Lena, and he’s not liking what he sees, because it’s like seeing a broken mirror.

She’s like him, but she got conned and used and thrown away.

But he shrugs, “Give it up Lena, you’re not escaping the crazies, you’re family.”

Coming from Louie, it means something.

And I didn’t mean to write that much XD

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History repeats itself

What we know of the Della mystery so far.

Della took the spear of Selene and left Scrooge a note saying she was sorry. Donald blames Scrooge for this and Scrooge thinks he isn’t at fault. Donald and Scrooge haven’t talked to each other in 10 sense Della left.

And now, history is repeating itself with HDL.

It’s obvious that Dewey is Della, we are implied this multiple times in the show. Donald is Huey, according to Frank. Louie is the most similar to Scrooge.

Dewey is causing them to go down the same path they did.

Della left, she didn’t explain why, and she caused pain for 10 years. No explanation will be able to forgive that.

Dewey is running through the mystery, not telling his brothers in an effort to “protect them”, and it’s going to cause heartbreak no matter what.

Huey and Louie, Luke Donald and Scrooge, are going to be hurt by the revelation their own flesh and blood did something unforgivable.

The fandom has already come to the conclusion that HDL might have a fall out over the Della mystery. Recent episode descriptions have said otherwise, but there will definitely be some animosity the boys will have towards each other.

I think that after they find their answer to what happened to Della, they might then have a fall out.

But with the boys, it might have a happy ending

I want the boys to have that happy ending, but I’m a great believer in Donald getting a happy ending too.

Or maybe a happy beginning?

Scrooge and Donald aren’t repairing their relationship from what I’ve seen, it’s more Donald allowing Scrooge access to the boys despite his trust issues.

From the hints I’ve seen about future episodes? Someone is going to step over the line and Donald is going to act to protect his family.

I’m actually looking forward to this, because if we go by storytelling tradition, Donald and the boys will leave, Scrooge will get into more trouble than he can handle, and the boys will convince Donald to go back to save his uncle.

Maybe then Scrooge and Donald can restart, and grow something better than the resentment that lies between them.

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