Dewey Duck's Abduction

Chapter 19 "It's Time."

"Well," Huey said, sighing deeply. "We might as well be thinking of our will's while we are waiting to get captured again, because I don't see how we are going to get out of this mess alive." He said, darkly. "We're dead meat, already."

Louie, Dewey, and Webby glared at him.

"What?" Huey asked.

"No way am I giving up my inheritance!" Louie snapped at him. He was getting pretty fed up with how Huey had been behaving ever since they met their father.

"Guys, let's try and find a way out of here without dying, okay?" Webby pleaded at them.

"Wouldn't count on that." Huey grumbled back. Webby glared over at him, he just shrugged her off as if how he was behaving wasn't no big deal to them.

Dewey couldn't just stand around and wait for something to happen. He decided to look around the lab for anything that could and might help them.

"I; for one," Louie continued, "need to come up with some sort of plan to get us out of here." He looked over at Webby. "How much time do you think we've got before they realize we are in here?" He asked her.

"Judging by how there are three of the most powerful and well respected F.O.W.L agents here with us," Webby answered, Louie and Dewey looked over at her confused, she sighed. "Phantom Bolt, Edward, and..." Her voice trailed off she didn't really know what to call the mother who abandond her, ordered to kill her friend on the spot, and then tried to kill him herself. "Not much." She answered him, finally.

"I think we can still try and get around to -." Louie said.

"No." Huey interupted and glared over at him.

"But -." Louie said.

"Just do me this one favor and don't bring him up around me again." Huey snapped at him. Louie stared at him, as did Dewey but out of concern instead of confusion like Louie.

Whatever Huey saw after he drank that red liquid made Huey less and less enjoyable to be around, and Dewey wasn't liking this Huey. He hadn't even recited any Woodchuck rules from his journal, or thought of anything clever to do through out this entire ordel.

Webby looked like she wanted to crawl up in a hole and never come out. She quickly tried to think of something to change the subject because Louie's face was already getting as red as Uncle Donald's did whenever he got angry.

"Why don't you go and see if you can find any thing that could help us escape?" She asked Louie, steering him away from Huey, while also glaring at Huey, who raised an eyebrow at her. She saw the spiral they were goind down from already, and no matter what, Webby was going to save them from it.

No matter what.

"Hey! Look at this!" Dewey said. He grabbed something from a shelf nearby and looked at it. He read what was on the cover out loud; "Propterty of P.W."

"P.W.?" Webby asked, coming over to him and also peering at the book as Dewey opened it. He and Webby stared at the photo on the first page. Webby reconized Gosalyn in the lap of an older duck that looked old enough to be her grandfather.

Dewey flipped the page at the first entry and began reading out loud to them.

"It was a rough day for me, my sponsors are getting anxious for me to invent the device. I have my doubts about it, and I feel that my sponsors have more then good intentions for what they have planned for it, so just in case, I made something that could help shut it down just in case. It can only work on certain people, and I only hope that my dear Gosalyn would find them, befriend them so that she will never again have to be alone, and know what to do, because nobody should ever have to be alone... "