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starshinewriter · 3 months
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The Caretaker, The Protector and The Observer
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Summary: Everybody has a different role in their family, these are the triplets'.
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Ever since Huey was little he liked taking care of people. It started with his brothers because their Uncle was always too busy with adult things to see everything happening and he was the oldest. He was quick to fall into the role, to instinctively know whatever they needed and how to provide it. His Uncle was the one person he never attempted it with. He said that he took care of them- not the other way around, and that Huey needed to focus on himself as well as his brothers. Still, Huey helped out around the houseboat whenever he could and that seemed to make things easier for his Uncle. 
The rest of his family, it took him a while to figure out how to look after them. It was a whole new learning curve, he didn't know anything about them and it was a lot more trial-and-error than he was comfortable with. Webby was the easiest, she quickly fell into the triplet's fold like she had always been there and became the sister they never knew they wanted. She let him in more than the others did and eventually he built up an instinct with her too. Mrs. Beakley was the hardest, she was like his Uncle Donald- always taking care of everyone else and never letting anyone help her out. So he did small things around the mansion instead. 
He knew he didn't have to take care of everyone, but the truth was he liked it. He liked knowing everyone was okay and he liked having control. That was his way to do both. Of course, it didn't always go perfectly, there were times where he said the wrong thing or tried to guess what was wrong instead of just asking. But there were times it went great too, he said exactly what someone needed to hear and it made their day, he made things easier for the adults. Those times outweighed the bad ones. Those times made him feel secure. Like he was needed. Like he was useful for something. 
Every time he told his brothers that it made them mad, but not at him. They told him that he didn't need to be useful to be wanted, that he didn't need to be needed to be loved. That he couldn't take care of everybody unless he took care of himself. And he... well he always believed them. Believed in them. 
It was time the caretaker started taking care of himself.
If Dewey could describe himself in one word it would be protective. Protective of his friends, protective of his family, protective of his brothers. Nothing was happening to them on his watch. It started when he was younger, his brothers pulled in on themselves often and he was the only one around to do anything about it. He protected them from everything- the dark, bullies, even their own thoughts if it came down to it. It didn't matter to him, if something could hurt them he was there to chase it away. He was even protective of his Uncle, but there wasn't much he could do about that. He was a kid and his Uncle had adult problems, and he was quick to remind Dewey that he knew how to look after himself. Dewey believed him, he had never met an adult as wisened as his Uncle. Still, he hung up the phone whenever one of his Uncle's bad bosses rung the houseboat with unreasonable demands and beamed in satisfaction as his shoulders slumped in relief. 
Moving into the mansion, well, it kinda put a wrench in the works. How did you protect someone like Scrooge McDuck, or Bentina Beakley, or Webby Vanderquack? You didn't, not really, they didn't really need it. Well, sometimes Scrooge needed protecting from his ego or Webby needed protecting from getting taking advantage of because she didn't understand how the world worked. But they didn't need to be constantly checked in on like his brothers or saving every two seconds like his Uncle. They were pretty self-sufficient. And don't even get him started on Mrs. B. So yeah, protecting those three was pretty hard, but they counted on him to protect his immediate family and that was enough. 
He had always felt an almost obligation to protect the people he cared about. It was the one thing he took from his Uncle Donald, that and his love of music, and it was something he couldn't ever really regret. He wanted them to be safe and if he had to be the one to do it then he had to be the one to do it. That didn't mean it always went well. Sometimes when he was protecting his siblings he put himself in harms way or he stood up for his family when they wanted to stand up for themselves. But that didn't mean it always went bad either. It seemed to go more good than bad actually. He pulled his siblings out of their heads, he made sure everyone was safe and unharmed on adventures. He was praised. He was noticed. 
Of course when he told his brothers that they weren't as thrilled. They thought he had worth outside of what he did for other people, that he didn't have do to anything to be noticed. That he couldn't protect anybody if he didn't protect himself. And he... never thought about it like that. But he would try, for them he would try anything. 
It was time the protector started protecting himself.   
For as long as he could remember Louie observed things. It was as natural to him as breathing, his Uncle Donald told him he was born observing things. That was why when something was up with one of his brothers he was the first to know. And why he knew exactly what to do. His Uncle, while as easy to read, was harder to help. So he looked for the little things. When they needed more money he left coins around the house, when his Uncle was extra stressed he made sure he and his brothers didn't cause too much trouble, when times were really hard he made his appreciation for everything well known. And that seemed to be enough. 
Everyone else was harder. He didn't know them like the back of his hand, he didn't know how to read them. But he did pick stuff up. Scrooge felt guilty about something, and that something probably had something to do with their Mom. Webby was worried that she was too weird to fit in anywhere. Mrs. B could rival their Uncle in her protectiveness, for the similar reasons too. Enter Louie. He let Scrooge rediscover his family instead of pushing them away again. He made sure Webby was included in whatever the triplets did. He never made fun of Huey's schedule knowing it would always get home in time. And eventually they became easier to read too. 
Did he like being observant? Not always. He saw a lot of bad outcomes, worst scenarios- that his family didn't. But that was what allowed him to make sure something too bad didn't happen. Of course being observant wasn't without any flaws. Sometimes he saw things that people wanted to keep private, sometimes he figured things out when he really wasn't supposed to and made a huge mess. It happened more than he'd like, but the good balanced it out so he wouldn't complain too much. He saw an angle that got their family out of whatever predicament they had gotten into, he helped smooth out a petty argument. It was the only time he felt good for something. It was the only time he felt included. 
He would never tell his brothers that in a million years but they seemed to know anyways. They pleaded with him to see that he was good regardless of what he brought to the table, that he didn't have to stay on the sidelines to be apart of something. That if he kept observing everybody he would miss himself. And he... he didn't know what to think really. All he knew was that they were usually right when it came to him.
It was time the observer started observing himself. 
But see, what was really special about the triplets was that they had all three of these traits and could switch between them at a moment's notice. Whenever the circumstance called for it one of them was stepping up, regardless of what their traditional role was. They knew each other as intimately as people had ever known each other so they knew what to do in those situations. They knew each other, so they knew how to apply each of those roles to one another as needed.  
Huey was a caretaker, but there was no one he took care of more than his brothers. Dewey was a protector, but there was no one he protected more than his brothers. Louie was an observer, but there was no one he looked after more than his brothers. And that was the way they liked it.  
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space-and-galaxies · 11 months
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Incorrect Ducktales 2017 #26
Louie: But who can I trust? Webby: Yourself? Louie, scoffing: No.
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ninjadoodleduck · 12 days
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sakuramoti0903 · 3 months
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🎀Webby In Wonderland🐇
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puffywuffy8904 · 2 months
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Wanted to try my hand at designing some slightly older duck kiddos!!! Headcanons and insane ramblings under the cut:
I designed these to be around 14-15, so early high school age (y'know in a hypothetical scenario where they actually end up going to high school). I imagine they still adventure with Scrooge and the fam, just moreso on the weekends (cut to Huey on the floor of the Sunchaser frantically trying to finish his biology homework while they're being shot at by sky pirates). Donald and Della are also both a part of the school PTA. Nobody else in the PTA is happy about this. Now for individual headcanons:
Huey:
Straight A student that's kinda neurotic about his grades, will freak out if any of them drop to a B.
I like to think of his hat as his comfort item so he still has the same one and if it was up to me he would also wear it to adulthood. even if a grown ass man in a lil baseball cap looks silly.
He's sooo mad about Dewey being taller than him lol.
Dewey:
Solid B student with the occasional C.
Couldn't join the drama club and the basketball team at the same time so he chose the drama club (the actual reason is that he tried out for the basketball team and didn't make it but he won't admit that). He still likes to carry around a basketball and practice on the court by himself.
Grows cheek fluff like the others he just cuts his off out of insecurity.
He's the tallest.
Louie:
Has pretty shitty grades, not because he's not smart, but because he doesn't really try (I mean, kid already has it made, why bother?).
Still wears the same green hoodie every day like he did as a kid but this time it's a little bit bigger and baggier. Does he wear the same clothes underneath too???? We will never know.
He's the shortest.
Webby:
Also a straight A student like Huey but seemingly puts in way less effort than him (which bothers Huey greatly).
Has to carry all her supplies in her arms because she's not allowed to bring a bag to school anymore (she kept trying to bring weapons in. Not because she planned on using them, but because you can never be too prepared.)
In at least 5 different clubs, probably started like 3 of them.
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turning-the-tides · 2 months
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Siblings
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wicked-croc · 4 months
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starlingdrawz · 4 months
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HC TIME LESS GOOOOOOO
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Commissions
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skewedcanvas · 5 days
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Ducks, Hedgehogs, and a Fox
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junoiii · 3 months
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when you get sucked into an show that ended 4 years ago again?? anyways heres a short little ducktales animatic :)
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starshinewriter · 16 days
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You would think as the youngest triplet Louie never has to be the 'Eldest Triplet', you'd be wrong.
Title: Roles can be Hard, but These are Worth it
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Sometimes, when Huey got too into his own head and Dewey got so obsessed with standing out, Louie had to step up as oldest brother. Cause while that was officially Huey's title, they were triplets and they swapped titles constantly. That was to say, he was good at being the oldest brother when he had to be. And that was something he took comfort in. He liked being able to help his brothers, he liked that they were able to rely on him, he loved that they trusted him enough to let him take that role when he needed to. 
If there was one thing Huey was known for it wasn't letting someone else take control of a situation. If there was one thing Dewey was known for it wasn't letting someone get in his way when he really wanted something. So the fact that they listened to him during those times meant a lot to him. 
But, that was just how they were really.
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space-and-galaxies · 10 months
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I’m sorry but have we talked about the fact that Donald singing Della’s lullaby when the triplets were little is the thing that comforts Louie when he’s anxious? I feel like we should talk about it.
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ninjadoodleduck · 5 months
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FaceTime
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sakuramoti0903 · 23 days
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(I'm late!)
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!
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puffywuffy8904 · 7 months
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something something A Goofy Movie but with Donald and the boys... yeah
(screenshot redraw from below)
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