Louie Duck wasn't the most adventurous guy. In fact, he was quite the opposite. While he did enjoy adventures, he loved lazing around more. Huey, Dewey, Webby, and Scrooge were always so eager for mystery and action, while the green triplet wasn't as enthusiastic. Louie felt like the odd one out sometimes, with his lazy personality. But hey, it can't be helped. This was how things were and he was fine with it.
Louie was where he was on every Tuesday; on the couch, drinking some soda.
The show he was watching on the TV was pretty dumb, but he couldn't be bothered changing it. The show was about a hero. A hero who was perfect in every way. They were kind, they were noble, they were honest, they were brave, they were intelligent and they were strong. Louie honestly thought that this was a bad choice. The hero was a little TOO perfect. It wasn't realistic.
Then again, it is just a show.
Louie couldn't help but notice that this "perfect hero" was the complete opposite of him.
Kind? Louie liked to think that he could be kind sometimes, but…he always feels like a …a jerk sometimes. Like that time when he didn't want to bring Webby to Funso's. Or that time he kept putting Uncle Donald down in front of Uncle Gladstone. That wasn't kind.
Noble? Noble…was Louie noble? He'd…he'd like to be. However, he's known as the Evil Triplet by his family. Sure, it's just a funny title, but if he were nobler, then he probably wouldn't have gotten that title in the first place, right..?
Honest? Please, Louie KNOWS that he's a compulsive liar. It's something that he hates and likes at the same time. On one hand, lying can get him out of bad situations. On the other, it could also get him into trouble. Honest wasn't something he'd associate with himself.
Brave? Louie frowned. Sure, he was brave enough to go on the adventures, but once he's there, he's a total coward. It seems like something is always trying to kill him, so how could he not be?! Still…he's less brave than everyone else, he thinks. He's not like Dewey. It sucks…but he can't really help it, can he?
Intelligent? Louie liked to think he was clever and cunning, but when it came to book smarts…he was alright? He wasn't outstanding like Huey or something, but he wasn't stupid…and he wasn't as great at puzzle solving as Webby, but that was okay…
Strong? Was Louie strong mentally or physically? Neither, he'd say. He's not super strong physically. There, he's pretty average. But mentally? He doesn't know. He's…sensitive, even if he doesn't show it most of the time. Maybe that's why this whole thing bothers him so much.
Wow. He really was the opposite of the perfect hero.
He was perfectly imperfect. That seemed about right. He was always kind of aware, to be honest. Still…he hates it.
He tells himself that it's fine, but something keeps on nagging him.
Whatever, he should just forget it. There's no use beating himself up over it.
"Louie, are you okay?"
Louie snapped out of his thoughts as he saw Webby standing next to the couch. He pushed all of his thoughts down and gave a lazy smile.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, you looked kind of…sad…?" She says uncertainly, taking a seat next to him. "You sure you're okay?"
Sad? Oh.
"Ah, it's nothing. I was just thinking about random stuff," Louie said, nonchalantly. Webby frowned.
"You're lying, right?" she asked, although she sounded certain.
"No." Yes. He meant yes.
Webby looked at the TV screen. The hero on the screen was saving a bus full of kids from driving off a cliff. They kind of sat in silence for a bit before Webby spoke again.
"I always did think that this show was kind of dumb."
"Hm?" Louie wondered what brought that up. He looked at Webby and the TV several times before getting the hint. "If you think that this is the reason I'm upset, you're wrong."
"So you admit you ARE upset."
…
Wow…he was worse at this than he thought. Great, he can't even lie properly. Or maybe Webby's known him long enough to see through his words. Or maybe he's just doing a really poor job of hiding it today. Whatever.
Louie sighed and didn't respond. He looked at the TV screen again, watching the hero getting praise for saving the day, like how all the episodes of this show end. Another pause before Louie spoke up again.
"Webby?"
"Yeah?"
"…Am I the worst triplet?"
Webby turned to look at him with wide eyes. She was shocked, he saw. Louie waited for her to process the question, which seemed to be taking a while…
"Worst triplet?" Webby repeated, looking dumbfounded. "What do you-?"
"It's nothing. Just a thought…" he mumbles, already knowing the answer. He just wanted to know Webby's opinion. "Compared to Huey and Dewey, I mean…"
Webby frowned. "You're not making any sense, Louie."
Louie sighed. Webby wouldn't answer that question. She's too nice. She's not the type to go "Yup! You're terrible, Louie!"
"I just wanted to know if I was the worst one-"
"Louie, there is no "worst triplet" with you guys!" Webby answered, sort of angrily. "Not you. Not Huey. Not Dewey."
Louie knew that she wouldn't answer with yes. He shrugged. "If you say so."
SMACK!
"Ow! Webby, what the heck?!"
Webby had slapped him across the face, and while she didn't do it too hard, it still hurt. She had an angry look on her face as she didn't look sorry at all.
"You need to stop berating yourself right now, young man!" Webby says, puffing her cheeks in frustration. "You know what? We're going out and getting milkshakes to cheer you up!"
She looked more determined than comforting, but it was still her kind of comforting.
"I don't know…" Louie replies. He was feeling pretty good on this couch right now and getting up is such a pain.
"Nope! Too bad, we're going!" Webby says, picking him up and throwing him over her shoulder like a potato sack. Louie groaned as he hung over her shoulder.
With Louie, Webby set off to the long halls of the mansion. As she passed the triplets' bedroom she started yelling.
"HUEY, DEWEY, DROP WHATEVER YOU'RE DOING, WE'RE GOING OUT!"
Louie wondered if Huey and Dewey would even want to go out. He was pretty indifferent because he has nothing better to do, but they were probably busy with stuff.
Of course, Webby doesn't care.
"What?" Huey says, coming out of the bedroom. "Webby, why are you yelling?"
"We're getting milkshakes, come on!"
"Ooh, milkshakes?" Dewey said, walking out of the bedroom as well, sounding intrigued. "Why?"
"Because Louie needs to cheer up," Webby replies, indicating the boy who was hung over her shoulder. Louie groaned.
"No, I don't," he argued, half-heartedly. He honestly didn't care anymore. He was too tired.
"Yes, you do. Now, are you guys coming or what?" Webby asked Huey and Dewey.
"Of course!" Dewey answered, walking behind Webby to face Louie. Louie pouted as Dewey patted his head. "Will milkshakes cheer you up, buddy?"
"Meh."
Huey looked unsure. "I dunno…I promised Uncle Donald that I would spend some time with him an hour from now..."
"Come ooooon, Hue!" Dewey says, trying to convince his brother. "Our baby brother is sad! He's in need of love, support, and milkshakes!"
Louie's going to let that "baby brother" part slide for now.
"Well, I suppose, as long as we're not out too long," Huey reluctantly agreed. Dewey and Webby cheered as Louie smiled slightly. The things these people did to cheer him up…
"Come on!" Webby said happily, leading the way.
"Uh...are you gonna put me down?" Louie asked as they set off with Dewey and Huey following. He was still being carried by Webby and he was wondering how long it would be before she dropped him.
"Do you want me to?"
Actually, walking would be a pain.
"…Nope, I'm good!"
Hi! I know this was a story that some of you guys were waiting for, so here it is! The start of my Evil!Louie AU!
Now, I know much hasn't happened yet, but just wait, I'm leading towards it..! For now, I hope this is enough. You guys will just have to wait and see what happens!
If you don't know what this AU is, basically, I created an AU where Louie turns evil against his will. He becomes...possessed by someone, I suppose you could say...
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You'll just have to wait and see~!