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Rain battered a very unlikely trio currently galloping as if Duckburg was on fire: an 11 year old boy dressed in red; a headless man-horse with a stone replica of Scrooge McDuck's head attached to its neck; and a tiny robot with a glowing head, huddled into the boy's neck.
The boy's left arm was around his equine companion's neck; and In his right hand, fingers slowly numbing with cold and trembling due to perturbation at this whole situation; the boy bore a tablet bearing Fenton/Gizmoduck's last known location to be on this street, but there was no specific spot, or even coordinates to track him down. And the last anyone had heard from him, he had gotten into a nasty fight.
Huey suspected the helmet was badly damaged enough that the GPS signal was lost, and now finding the superpowered superhero would be a challenge.
Hence, the three of them had run straight into the streets of Duckburg on the hunt for their missing friend, and to give any help he might need.
…
“Manny, slow down,” Huey instructed, eyes scanning the street nervously before turning back to the tablet. “Fenton - erm, Gizmoduck is here somewhere.”
Manny slowed to a trot.
Huey, feeling overwhelmed to the point he might throw up, merely managed to pat Manny on the neck gratefully.
Lil Bulb scanned the streets also, seeing no sign of their friend. He slumped against Huey’s neck, his light dimming.
“Where is he?” Huey fretted, regretting not asking Webby or his brothers to help, as they could've split up and - but then again, Webby and Louie had not yet found out Fenton being Gizmoduck, and Huey vowed to keep it that way.
Manny, who had stopped to rest a moment, merely clopped a hoof against the pavement.
‘We'll find him.’
“Where, though?” Huey asked Manny, frustrated. “I can't narrow down his location any further than this and the longer we take to find him -” he couldn't bear to finish his sentence.
Suddenly Lil Bulb grabbed his neck, pinching the soft flesh as hard as he could.
“Ow! Lil’ Bulb, do stop that!” Huey snapped, resisting the (very strong) temptation to whack the little robot away like a fly. After all, he had no wish to incur the Wrath of Dr. Gearloose if he accidentally inflicted damage on his pocket-sized companion.
Lil Bulb just pointed frantically down the street to an alley entrance, some 50 yards away.
“Seems cliche, don't you think?” Huey asked Lil Bulb, who merely shrugged in response.
Huey just sighed, and Manny took a moment to ‘hoof-palm’ his face before breaking into a gallop.
…
Sure enough, Gizmoduck was lying in the alley - unresponsive, armour was badly dented, like someone had taken a sledgehammer to it and beaten Gizmoduck as if he was just a metallic pinata.
Huey's little heart dropped to his stomach when he saw the visor was smashed - again.
Wretched thing! He, Fenton and Dr. Gearloose hadn't yet figured out how to ‘Fenton-proof’ it, as he somehow kept breaking the strongest materials in fights with criminals, leading Huey to fear that his best friend may end up losing an eye one day.
Fearing the worst, Huey jumped off Manny's back and ran to his best friend's side.
From what he could tell, even with the armour, Fenton did not seem to have suffered any spinal injuries, (it seemed Fenton had gotten into a fight and collapsed with exhaustion. Manny concurred with Huey.)
Lifting his friend's prone head into his lap, Huey gently pried the helmet off, with some help from Lil Bulb, revealing Fenton's pale face.
Huey was relieved his eyes were unharmed, but he had a nasty cut on his left cheek; the blood long dried.
This was far from acceptable, of course, in Huey's eyes, for he could comprehend any of his friends getting hurt, especially not one as kind as Fenton - but at least a cut cheek was easily treatable and better than an injured eye.
Huey tenderly wiped at the encrusted blood adorning the cut, before trying to haul the unconscious duck to his ‘feet’.
…
It turned out Huey - again with assistance from Lil Bulb, for Manny could not grasp the armour - had to pry their unconscious friend free before dismantling the entire armour by hand, packing each separate piece into the carelessly discarded duffel nearby.
Once Fenton was safely draped across Manny's back, armour bag balanced precariously in front, the trio set off for Fenton's house.
…
“Ughh…”
Fenton gently forced his eyes to open.
He rubbed his face, trying to wake up - and felt a plaster, meticulously stuck on his left cheek. He suddenly remembered the crack of the visor, a piece of glass cutting his face…
The Gizmoduck armour! Fenton realised he wasn't wearing any of it anymore.
He realised then that he recognised his bedroom, and he was lying atop his bed, huddled in cosy blankets….
He did see the bulging bag lying next to his bed, so he needn't fear the armour being lost to someone nefarious. He sighed in relief - but he nearly yelped when he saw Manny standing over him.
“Manny!” He exclaimed. “What are you doing in my house?” He paused, mulled over what he'd just asked, and spoke again “Actually, what am I doing in my house? I remember being in the alley -”
He stopped when he realised Manny was communicating - but with someone else.
M'ma?
But she was still at work, unless of course she somehow heard…
“Fenton! You're awake!”
Fenton was momentarily surprised at seeing the small duckling hover briefly in the bedroom door; before he gave a small whoop of joy and relief and threw himself at his friend, snuggling into Fenton's side.
Fenton wheezed at the unexpected force - seems he was more winded than he initially thought - but his heart warmed when he pieced everything together.
“You found me.” He whispered.
“Of course I did. I had help, too.” Huey mumbled into Fenton's shoulder. “It was Lil Bulb who found which alley you were in, I don't know how. Manny gave us a ride back.”
Manny clopped his hooves together indignantly.
“And he gave Lil Bulb and I a ride to look for you as well.” Huey acknowledged.
Manny clopped in confirmation - just as Fenton glimpsed Lil Bulb waving at him from his desk. He waved back, smiling incredulously.
“That's - that's awesome of you guys.” Fenton replied, relieved. “Gracias, amigos, for rescuing me.” he gave Huey a hug, and gave a thumbs up to Lil Bulb, and he shook Manny's hoof.
“Of course we rescued you, silly,” Huey said affectionately, his voice warm and sleepy. “We weren't going to leave you to rust outside.”
‘We're just glad you're alright,’ Manny clopped.
Lil Bulb just shook his fist at the window.
“Another day, I'm afraid.” Fenton remarked to Lil Bulb. “Preferably when I'm not…” he yawned. “when I'm not so tired…”
He laid back down again, smiling tenderly when he saw his little Gizmobuddy had fallen fast asleep, still cozied up to his hero.
“Heh…” Fenton rubbed Huey’s back, feeling protective of his young friend. “You're the best… mejor amigo,” he whispered into Huey's ear.
Then, he added, quietly, “thanks, guys, for helping me home, and for - another yawn - “for being so great,” he gave a sleepy thumbs up, before he collapsed back into the embrace of Morpheus.
…
Lil Bulb sprang from the desk to the bed, and grabbed the blanket before tucking the two in rather cosily. Once finished, he hopped onto Manny's waiting hoof and crawled up his arm to rest on his shoulder.
Manny and Lil Bulb decided to remain put for a little while, watching over their slumbering friends.
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Hope you enjoyed it! I love Huey and Fenton's friendship so expect a lot of one-shots on these two! But I am hoping to write about a variety of characters.
Requests welcome 🙂
