DuckTales One-Shots!

Fire in the hills

"Sometimes, the desert brush turns dry

Even after the heavens cry

The plants don't get what they desire

And the whole land catches fire

It burns for many days and nights

And the locals are given cases of frights

Their children cry out 'Are we safe?

Are we far enough from the flames today?'

However, I'm honest, I do not know

Maybe the fires will stay, maybe they'll go

But, for now, we'll live in fear

Perhaps all throughout the 2020 year."

"Why, though?" Huey asked. "Why is everything catching fire?"

"It's...just a story," Frida said. "Runestones can predict the future, remember? It was simply a prediction. After that, people began worrying that it meant the end of the world. They went crazy for a while before thinking it was all a hoax. But, it's just a short poem."

"So, the end of the world is not coming?" Dewey asked.

"No. It's just a short poem. It doesn't mean anything."

"You sure?"

"I'm very sure."

The boys went up to their room to do whatever it was they were going to do. Frida set up her fortune-telling cards and came up with three Runestone symbols, all loosely translating to "disaster" and a single image of a fireball.

"Well, aren't we in a handful of trouble?" she muttered.

*My hometown's been dealing with fires at the moment, so I came up with this s***** excuse for a one-shot...*