8.- New action plan

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Hello everybody, I guess that, like me, you're very excited for today's new episode. I've to say that I loved 'Louie's Eleven!' that was an awesome episode! And it makes me think that this story wouldn't be possible (Graves working willingly for Beaks... don't think so), buuut, since I wrote this story long before this episode was aired, this doesn't matter, does it?

Welp, I'm sure you're excited to read the new episode, so here you've it. Time to find out what is Beaks planning to do with poor Huey. Enjoy the chapter 😉

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After enclosing Huey in that dark and tiny space, it didn't take even five seconds to the duckling to start pounding on the door, desperately begging to be let out. But Beaks wasn't going to do it. Because the boy had refused to work for him willingly, Mark was going to force the duckling into following him blindly.

He was going to bend Huey's will so that he'd only answer to him and no one else. Yes, that little duck dressed in red was going to be the most submissive and faithful worker under his charge. And when he accomplished that feat, he'd exploit the boy to practical exhaustion.

Nobody says no to Mark Beaks! Nobody!

The Waddle's CEO's thoughts were interrupted when he heard Graves approaching. The falcon seemed surprised. Perhaps because he'd always thought that Beaks was a very carefree and superficial person, and seeing him so furious with that boy left him... stunned. But Mark didn't care about what that falcon thought of him. The only thing that mattered at that moment were the strict instructions her needed to give Graves regarding how the duckling should be locked up.

When the hawk stopped beside Beaks, his gaze went to the closed door behind him. The triplet dressed in red was still knocking and knocking to be let out. If Graves felt sorry for that boy, he hid it very well. Turning his attention from the door to Beaks, Falcon asked:

"Mr. Beaks what are you going to do with that boy?"

Mark shot the hawk with a sharp frown, his eyes narrowed as he furiously replied:

"What am I going to do? I'm going to get him to work for me! And since I haven't succeeded by being nice, I'm going to try a new tactic, and I need you for it."

Graves' eyes widened in surprise at that. Then the hawk asked:

"Me?"

Beaks nodded, stepped away from the hawk with his hands behind his back. Turning to face him, he replied:

"Yes, you'll see I've got to go back to Duckburg to take care of some business, and while I'm away, I want you to take care of the boy."

Graves was clearly furious, because his profession didn't include taking care of kidnapped children. He clenched his fists and bellowed:

"But I'm not a babysitter!"

Beaks smiled. He knew that what the hawk said was true, but he had already prepared for that conversation, so he calmly replied:

"I know, but in one of the contract's clauses you signed, it specified that you'd take care of Huey whenever I ordered it, which is what I'm doing now."

Graves' eyes widened in surprise. It was true that he had signed a contract, but he remembered reading it carefully to save himself from such future problems. In a suspicious voice he said:

"I don't remember that specific clause."

Beaks smiled even more, and taking out the document signed by Falcon, specifically pointed out the part in which there was the clause they commented while saying:

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