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It was a quiet night at McDuck Manor, a peaceful and normal one. Until...
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh~!" Dewey screams as he rushes into his and his brothers' room, closing and locking the door, bracing himself against it with his back, panting.
Louie takes a sip from a can of Pep, not even looking. "Hey bro, what's up?"
"Guys! We gotta leave town! Webby is teaching Lena and Violet what she knows on hunting and capturing the enemy!" Dewey says panicked.
"So?" Louie asks as he takes a sip from his can, is suddenly pulled by his hoodie up to Dewey.
"They're going to practice on us!" Dewey says, shaking his brother rather violently.
"Woah! Dude chill!" Louie says, concerned for his brother. "How do you know?"
"I was walking by Webby's room and heard them talking about it. When Lena asked who they would practice on, Webby suggested they practice on us because we would be perfect for whatever reason. Then they saw me and I ran for me life. Bro! We gotta get out of here!" Dewey says, terrified.
"Relax! She was probably joking! Odds are she saw you eavesdropping and was teaching you a lesson if anything." Louie tries to reason, putting his hands in his hoodie pockets.
"How do you know!? Are you working with them?! Are you Webby in disguise again! I won't let you take me!" As Dewey attacks Louie, knows Webby is a master impersonator, the latter having to hold him off.
Huey finally speaks up, breaking up the fight. "Guys! Guys! We won't get anywhere by fighting and being paranoid! We're brothers. The Duck Boys! We gotta stick together! After all, Junior Woodchuck Guidebook Rule #642: A team is only as strong as its weakest link. If we stick together, we can get through this!" Huey says as he puts an arms around each of his brothers and pulls them close.
And then the door unlocks and is opened as they see... Huey?
"Dewey, Louie, why was the door locked? And what's with all the scream-" The second Huey says as he looks behind him and then sees the sight in front of him, stopping in his tracks, a look of horror on his face. "-ing?"
Dewey's eyes go wide and Louie gets confused, the two stepping away from the first Huey, as said Huey smirks, removing his hat and tossing it aside...
"No..." Dewey says in terror.
"Not again..." The second Huey says in similar horror.
"W-what's going?" Louie asks confused and scared as he looks between the two Hueys.
... as the first 'Huey' shakes 'his' head, their hair falling to its true length and style, as they put a distinct pink bow in their hair, revealing their true identity.
Webby continues to smirk as she gets out a dagger and some rope she hid, having pulled a second disguise trick on the boys.
Eyes wide in horror, the triplets hold each other and scream in terror as they book it out of the room as fast as they can, Louie realizing the threat now.
"Dewey, I'm sorry, you were right! We have to leave town and never return!" Louie shouts.
"You think that'll stop her?! It's friggin Webby! She'll track us down no matter where we go!" Huey argues.
"Just shut up and hurry! She's gaining on us!" Dewey shouts as they round a corner and press up against the wall, panting.
Louie looks around the corner, sees it is clear, sighs. "I think we lost her. I think we're safe for now..."
"We have to figure out a plan of action, find some safe place where she can't get to us." Huey explains as they try to catch their breath.
"Yeah, do you think we could hide in..." Dewey starts as he ears something familiar.
"Huh?" As he hears and sees the cause
"Huey get down!" Dewey yells as he tackles his older brother just in time to save him from blue glowing darts that pepper the wall where Huey was standing with significant force.
Louie also ducks just in time, the darts seemingly enchanted as all three look in the direction from where they came from.
"Hold still!" Lena shouts as she misses her first shots, firing again from an enchanted dart gun loaded with enchanted, stunning darts.
The boys yell and run out of the way, realizing Webby is actively teaching Lena and Violet how to hunt and 'eliminate' targets.
As they run, they duck behind cover.
"How are we going to get out of this!? Who could we possibly trust to protect us?!" Louie asks as they then realize.
"Mom!" They all shout in unison in realization.
Huey has a thought. "I'll stay behind and distract her! You two get to the boat!"
"Hue! We aren't leaving you behind!"
"I'm the big brother! It's my job to protect you two!" Huey shouts as another volley of darts hit the table they are hiding behind. Huey grabs a shield and lunges over the table, blocking the next shots. "Just go!" As he covers his brothers, who book it outside.
Once safe, they again try to catch their breath, thinking the dark will hide them.
"Dude, we gotta get to the boat, mom will protect us there." Dewey says panting.
"But, what about Huey?" Louie asks as Dewey grabs him by the collar again.
"Huey is gone! He sacrificed himself for us! Don't let it be in vain!" Dewey shouts in panic, shaking him. Louie just gulps and nods as the try to quickly sneak along the tree line, when suddenly...
SWI-SNAP! As something powerful hits a branch next to them and breaks it off as they duck.
"What the!?"
"High. Two inches..." Webby announces, acting as spotter to Violet.
"Affirmative, correcting..." Violet says, chambering another dart in a powerful scoped dart rifle with night vision she is using, the two on the Manor roof. She adjusts the scope. "Firing..." As Violet takes another shot that just barely misses.
The two rush behind a tree and hide, Louie terrified. "We're dead! We're dead! We're dead! Oh, we are so dead!" Louie panics, rocking back and forth.
Dewey slaps Louie out of it. "Snap out of it man! We stay here, we are done for!" As they say that, they hear Huey scream, before silence. They just lost him for real now.