War for Genius

28.- A tense reunion

Hello everyone! Welp first of all... DUCKTALES RETURNS IN 2 DAYS WOO-HOO.

Okay, that said, here I bring you the new chapter!! I guess you all are glad Huey had finally wake up, but as you could see, he's truly affected for what Beaks and Graves did to him. Someone said it was a cliffhanger to not put Huey's reunion with his family in the previous chapter, and this is true, but there's also a reason for this. I wanted to explain this reunion from another POV. That's why I didn't put it in the last chapter. I really hope you'll like the person I've chose to write this chapter.

As always, I'd like to thank Empro-8 for helping me editing this story. Honestly, without her help this wouldn't be as good as it is, so thank you very much Empro-8 you're amazing!

Welp, I'll stop talking and let you read the chapter, enjoy it! 😉

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Seeing his brother unconscious wasn't something Louie had been prepared for. What had that parrot done to Huey? Why had he passed out? He had hoped for a clean rescue from some cell, never would have thought that this rescue mission would turn into a hostage situation.

But the worst part came when the Waddle CEO had threatened to kill Huey. And despite his pleas not to, the gray parrot seemed more than happy to follow through. Fortunately, thanks to Webby who acted at the right time, and also thanks to Gizmoduck, his brother was plucked from the feathers of his kidnapper.

He would've been completely happy with that result if it weren't for the serious state in which Huey was. His life was in danger. This filled the green-dressed triplet with deep fear. The thought they might lose his brother made him feel terribly sick. This couldn't be happening!

His brother had been kidnapped, tortured, and now, it seemed... it seemed he could die! He had never seen death, especially not someone he loved, so closely. And of all people, Huey was one that least deserved this.

Despite knowing the return trip to Duckburg was unbelievably fast, it felt like forever. The idea that Huey might die on the trip terrified him. So great was the fear of the youngest triplet that he dared not take his eyes off his brother.

Already in the hospital, after having freed themselves from the extra burden, the anguish continued when they couldn't even see their brother, because he might be afraid of them. Couldn't things be worse? Fortunately, there was a silver lining... apparently, there was someone, a friend of Huey's, who could be by his side when the duckling woke up. That news gave Louie a small amount of relief. At least Huey wouldn't be completely alone.

Knowing about this friend, Gizmoduck went to look for him, and after a while, the same Hispanic duck – who introduced himself as Fenton – entered who had come to see them at the mansion along with Gyro and his team to inform them of their findings a few days earlier. Almost as if he was waiting his cue, a doctor came out a few minutes later to inform them of his condition.

"How... how is my nephew?" Uncle Donald asked as soon as he saw the brown-plumaged owl, he wore glasses and a white coat.

The bird in the white coat sighed and placatingly explained:

"We've done everything possible for him. His condition is stable right now. His heart rate has normalized, although his fever is still quite high, we are giving him intravenous antipyretics."

"Antipy-what?" Dewey asked, and Louie was glad that it had been his brother and not him who asked, so he didn't look ignorant.

"It's a fever-reducing medicine, little one." replied the owl, looking at him with a soft and warm smile.