Quakesville

The rescue

Dewey's pov
It has been 5 minutes. Where is she. Maybe she was capture. Then that means I'm going to have to save her. But how can I save her? I'm always the one who has to be saved. Plus I don't even know where she is held. I have to help her. She has saved me countless of times before. It's time to repay the favor. Now, if I was being held captive where would I be.

Well duh, where ever the guy puts me. That wasn't helpful at all. Hmm, what if I was the capturer? Where would I put Webby. Easy! Somewhere no one else would be able to go. The employees only section. That has to be it. But before I go I need to be prepare I need a wepon. I looked around the room for wepons. Hmm, forks, plates, cups, spoons, knives, wait! That's it! This could help me save Webby. The best wepon anyone ever needs, a spoon! I grabbed the biggest spoon I could find. It was about a foot long. The scoop was wide. What did people use this for. Were food a lot bigger in the past than they are now? Lucky.

After picking my wepon I began the trip to find the employees only section. The problem was I have no idea what it is called. What am I supposed to do know? I know! I'll just go to the office and see if they know what I'm talking about.

I kept walking around looking for the office. Unfortunately, Webby was the one with the map so, I'm lost. I see a guard walking around looking for someone. I wonder who he's looking for. Oh right! Me. I walked up to the guard and tapped on his back.he turned around and looked at me. "Can I help you?" "Yes, do you know where the office is at?" "Why?" "I need help looking for something." "Uh sure but, why do you have a giant spoon with you?" I looked down at my hand and remembered that I forgot to hide it. "Uhh." I say trying to come up with the perfect excuse. "To make a large bowl of soup?" The guard looked at me suspiciously and leaned closer to me. I leaned back but my back hit the wall. He came up right into my face before pulling away and saying, "Okay follow me." The guard began walking. I sighed in relief and followed him. I noticed he was going the way I came from. He basically back track everything I just did. Finally he stopped in front of the artifact exhibit. Which is exactly where I was to begin with! "Uh? This isn't the office." I say pointing to the exhibit. "No it's not. This is." He pointed next door to the office where a guard was leaning on the wall. He smiled and waved at us. The guard with me waved back at him smiling.

So. The office was right next to me all this time and I didn't notice. Wow. Just wow. I'm not gonna say anything. Just- I took a deep breath and exhaled wow. The guard next to me walked away as I came closer to the office door. Thanks guard near the door stopped me. Why are there so much guards here. This is just a museum what is so valuable that the- oh right. Those $500,000 paintings. I can't believe Webby and I never notice them before. "What are you doing here?" The guard's question snapped me out of my thoughts. "I am here to learn where the employees only section is." "And why would I tell you? There is a reason it's called the EMPLOYEES ONLY SECTION!" He yelled at me which startled me but, it also gave me an idea.

I pretended to start crying. Yes I know it's a low call but sometimes a ducks gotta do what a ducks gotta do. And sometimes that means we have to cry. The guard began to try to shush me. "Hey hey. I'm sorry please don't cry. My boss will be furious." "What's going on here?" The guard from earlier came back and I ran to him saying, "He-he yelled at m-me." I say stuttering from the 'crying'. Guard 1 (the guard from before)  looked at the other guard, guard 2 (the one that yelled at me) and marched to him madly. "Call Will over here." Guard 2 nodded and opened the door. "Hey Will. Clark needs you." He says looking scared. I smirk knowing my plan is working. That's when everything fell apart.

The man or Will came through the door. It was the same guy Webby and I had to escape from. But, he had a huge scar, well not that huge, on his left cheek. He looked at the guard 1 or Clark and said. "What's the problem." "George (I'm guessing is the second guard) yelled at this kid." He said pointing at me. I was still looking at his scar. I don't remember him having that. Did I give it to him when I kicked him down? Oh no please don't recognize me. I then met his eyes and quickly looked down. Please don't recognize me. Please don't recognize me. "Hey kid." He called me. I looked back with my hand on the spoon just in case but then he said, "Go into the office. I'll help you in a bit. Just let me deal with him." He looked back at George who looked scared out of his mind. I nodded before heading into the door. Before I got completely in he said. "Don't touch anything and don't let that other kid go. She's in big trouble."  Other kid, she? He doesn't mean...

I opened the door to see Webby trying to pick the lock of her hand cuffs. I closed the door and said, " Webby?" She looked at me with a confused face. She squinted her eyes and tilted her head before saying uncertainly, "Huey?" I looked down at my red clothes. Oh right. "No." I moved my hand through my hair causing my hair to fall in it's natural position. "Dewey!" Webby yelled excited to see me. I yelped in surprised and looked at the door. I hear footsteps coming so I locked the door. I heard pounding at Will yelled. "Open the door now!"

I looked at Webby mad she gave away my cover. "Sorry" she says smilling apologetically. Man, she's to cute to be mad at. I looked around for the keys. "Why do you have a spoon." "I was going to save you with it." "And how exactly were you going to save me with it?" "Uhh." Webby sigh , "Thanks for the rescue anyways. Can you uncuff me now?" She pulled her hand up to show the hand cuffs around her wrist. I looked around for the keys. They were hanging on the Billiton board. I grabbed the keys and unlocked Webby from the hand cuffs. She jumped on to me and pulled me into the biggest bear hug I have ever been in. "I'm sooo glad to see you." She says holding on. It was starting to hurt but I didn't care. I liked the way it felt. I don't know how to describe it. It just felt so right. I hugged her back and said, "I told you we are in this together." She looked me in the eyes and smiled. I couldn't help but smiled back. It was like the whole world stopped and it was just Webby and me. But all good things must come to an end. There was a loud bang on the door causing us to let go. "Open the door this instance!" "Maybe we should wait till we get out of here before we celebrate." I say looking for a way out. All I saw was the door and, the vents. Oh great hear we go again. I jumped on the table and pulled the grate off. I looked at Webby and said. "No splitting up." She nodded her head and climbed in. I followed.

Webby's pov
Oh great vents again. The whole reason this happened. I climbed in and started crawling. Dewey got in as well closing the grate back before follow in me. We reached a crosspath but instead of stopping Dewey said, "Left." I went left. "Right." I turned right. "Keep going forward." "Do you even know where we are going?" I ask unsure as of how he knows where to turn. "Yeah I am." He says, "This was the way I got out the first time." We kept crawling for a bit before Dewey said here. I stopped and saw the grate opening. It was already open probably from Dewey's first trip. I climbed out into the room and Dewey followed.

We were in some sort of art room. There were art I remember from the time I was looking up art work. One time at the Mansion before the triplets got there I usually got board easly so, I would look up stuff. It was so cool to see all of this in real life. I have to take a picture. I reached for my camera when it hit me. "Uh-oh." Dewey turned his head with a worried face and reply, "Uh-oh? What uh-oh?" "I left my bag at the office. It had all my stuff in it. I never got it back." "Oh." Dewey said clearly not aware of how serious this was. "Well it's not like you had anything important in there." He looked at me and I began to pout. "Or did you?" He asked scared of my answer. "I had the map and all the notes in there." Dewey's expression changed from worried to freaking out. "What!? You mean we have to go back or all of this will be for nothing!" "Hey." I say trying to calm him down. "We still have ti-" Dong! Dong! I was interrupted by the clock. It was 12:00 we only have 3 hours left. "Okay we are running out of time." Dewey said grabing a few cans of paint. The red one was opened and was missing a lot of it. Did he use paint to paint his clothes. I can't tell if that's smart or dumb. He pulled a green one out and a yellow one too.

"Is this how you changed your clothes color?" I ask as he opened the can. "Yeah, and it worked." "Do you think it will work twice?" He stopped for a moment before continuing, " Let's hope so." "Maybe we should- yeek" Dewey took of his shirt and dipped it into the green. I couldn't help but look at his chest. I felt my face heat up and began to turn a deep shade of red. I turned around to hide my face from Dewey but I could feel his eyes on me. "Webby are you okay?" He asks with his shirt dripping green paint on to the floor. "Ye-yeah." I stuttered my face still red. He turned around and put his green shirt on. He then handed me the yellow paint and turned around to pick up his spoon. Really he grabbed a spoon to save me. I love him but sometimes I can't even. I-I mean love him as a friend not anythingelse. I mean, what else would I mean right? "Webby." I turned to Dewey. "It's your turn." I looked at my clothes. Granny will be angry if I paint my shirt. I don't know if I should do this. This is my favorite skirt and my favorite shirt. "I can't do it Dewey." Dewey looked at me and nodded. "It's okay Webby. I got this, all you got to do is watch my back." Dewey wet his hair this time to the right and began walking. Before he left I called after him. He turned around and I said, "Be careful." He smiled and respond with, "I'll try.

Author's note
Wow. This was a long one. I liked it. Dewey was Webby's knight in shining blue armor. Or shining red armor. I hope you enjoyed this. The next one may have a fight scene. Just prepare yourself for my horrible writing skills. Until next time. Bye!