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Prompt: Huey Dewey Louie hanging out?

This is a lot less chill than I was originally going to write akjsdkjs but this came to me and I couldn't stop it.

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Louie glared angrily up at the slowly brightening sky, thinking that if he projected enough of his extreme irritation out at the universe, maybe the time of day would change to something more manageable. It was an odd thing to hope for, but stranger things had happened. Stranger things were happening right now.

“Pick up the pace, Lou!” Dewey called back to him in an unsettlingly loud whisper, still holding onto his wrist and tugging him along down the path outside the mansion. He hadn’t let go of him since he’d dragged him out of bed somewhere around five minutes ago with the promise that he wouldn’t regret it. “We’re in a bit of a time crunch, here.”

“The sun isn’t even up, Dewey,” Louie said, annoyed, using his free hand to gesture at their surroundings. “If there’s something that needs to happen this early, in no universe should it have anything to do with me.”

Dewey just snickered at him and tossed him a short grin over his shoulder. “Even the universe makes exceptions.”

“Wow,” Louie said flatly. “Where’d you get that one?”

“Something Webby said,” Dewey answered, pausing to chuckle as Louie tripped over a loose pebble and huffed. “I think she was quoting something, but I dunno for sure.”

“No one ever does,” Louie said, and then he sighed heavily, glancing towards where the tip of the sun was just beginning to show. “Really, though, why does whatever this is have to be now?”

“Less chance of getting caught.”

Louie’s eyes widened in mild surprise. “Are we sneaking out right now?”

Dewey just grinned, and despite himself, Louie huffed a little laugh.

“Huey’s gonna flip, you know,” Louie said amusedly. “He says the two of us alone together are practically a disaster magnet.”

“More like fun magnet,” Dewey said stubbornly, and Louie rolled his eyes with a smile. “And besides, Huey’s already at the plane.”

Louie almost choked on air. “He’s at the what now?”

“The plane,” Dewey said, excitement in his voice, along with something teasing. “You haven’t figured out where we’re going by now? You’ve lost your touch.”

“It’s early,” Louie shot back. “Give me a break.”

“That’s the plan,” Dewey said mysteriously, and Louie narrowed his eyes at his brothers back.

Before he could ask any further questions – such as ‘where are we going?’ or ‘does anyone know about this?’ or the current favorite, ‘have you lost your mind?’ – they arrived at the open entrance to the Sunchaser, and Dewey finally let go of his wrist for the sole purpose of spinning around and giving him a bow and a grin, sweeping his arm out to the side as if presenting the plane to him.

“Your chariot awaits,” Dewey said grandly, and Louie just blinked at him.

“You do realize that nothing good ever came from stealing an aircraft, right?” Louie asked.

“Yeah, well,” Dewey said, tilting his head back to glance at the plane. “This one’s not going to space.”

Louie huffed a laugh, slowly making his way past Dewey and onto the ramp. “You know better than to say that with confidence.”

Huey was waiting for them at the top of the ramp, three backpacks packed and waiting in a heap behind him. He was smiling.

“I’m surprised you got him here this quickly,” Huey told Dewey, sending a teasing glance Louie’s way. “I’d guessed it’d be three more minutes before you made it.”

“Have a little faith, Hue,” Dewey said, clapping their older brother on the shoulder as he walked past. “My skills are beyond your understanding.”

Huey rolled his eyes as Dewey continued further into the plane, presumably getting ready for takeoff. He’d been taking his lessons more seriously, lately, and even Louie could admit that he’d gotten good. If they really were leaving, he trusted him to get them there safely. He’d be back in bed already if he didn’t.

“He dragged me here against my will,” Louie said, just to set the record straight. Dewey wasn’t a miracle worker, but he had a strong grip, and Louie hadn’t really fought it.

“He didn’t even tell you where we were going, did he?” Huey asked, amusement clear in his voice.

“He said it was a surprise.”

Huey chuckled and shook his head hopelessly, beckoning Louie inside. “I guess it is.”

They climbed up to the second level via the ladder, and Dewey glanced back at them from where he was hitting buttons and flipping switches.

“Almost ready,” he said, hitting a button and turning back to watch as the plane hatch closed. Then he looked at Huey with a secret smile. “Did you tell him yet?”

Huey opened his mouth to respond, but Louie beat him to it.

“No,” Louie grumbled, crossing his arms. “He hasn’t.”

“Why don’t you try to figure it out?” Huey suggested, grinning softly at him and sharing a look with Dewey. “If you really can’t, then we’ll tell you.”

Louie sighed greatly, perhaps more dramatic than was strictly necessary, but he still turned away from them to look for any clues they might’ve left. Immediately, his eyes landed on something bright and colorful, attached to long sticks.

Hobo bindles?

Next to them were several cans, stacked together on the ground. He narrowed his eyes.

Cans of beans?

With mild shock and fragile hope growing in his chest, he turned back to look at his brothers, who were smiling back at him with a knowing look in their eyes.

A carefree attitude?

…

No way.

“Are we— You— We’re going—?” Louie couldn’t seem to pick something to say, but thankfully they understood him anyway.

“Yep,” Dewey laughed, grinning at him, wide and happy. “Get ready to have your wildest dreams come true!”

Louie bounced his gaze between his older brothers with wide eyes, searching for any sign of deception of exaggeration. Finding none, his jaw dropped.

“Big Rock Candy Mountain?” Louie asked, somewhere between disbelieving and choked up.

Huey nodded. “Where there’s Cherry Pep springs and the conman sings!”

“Where the gold geyser spews cash just for you’s!” Dewey piped up.

“Where all your laziest, schemiest dreams come true!” They said together, dissolving into laughter right after.

Louie watched them laugh, feeling emotion well up in his throat and excitement build in his stomach.

“But you— you’ve already been,” Louie said. “Why—”

“Not with you,” Huey interrupted, stepping forward to set his hand on Louie’s shoulder. “And something tells me that this time will be even better.”

Slowly, Louie smiled, letting out a shocked, happy laugh. Huey’s own smile got wider.

“Bet you’re glad I dragged you out of bed, huh?” Dewey asked, teasing.

“Don’t make a habit of it,” Louie said, feeling light and carefree.

“Don’t tempt me,” Dewey shot back lightheartedly, and then he turned back to the plane controls. “Ready for takeoff?”

Huey and Louie sat side by side in the copilots seat, and outside the sun was painting the sky in oranges and pinks. Louie was glad he hadn’t missed it.

“Yeah,” he said. “Ready.”

#ducktales #louie duck #dewey duck #huey duck #this is so long help dasjkjsdjkd #i don't think i understand what a snippet is /j #feel free to imagine that they're a little older here #dewey is piloting a plane after all #also hi monty ily <3 /p #i dunno if this counts as them hanging out but it's certainly something #thanks for the prompt!! #star snippets #this is a whole oneshot what am i doing sdjaksdj