<~Enemies?~> ~Quackbur~

Chapt.8

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Wilbur and Tommy had become closer than before and had expanded their small house to a larger one. Quackity and his business where going smoothly as well but the fast few days had been bland for the two. No arguments, no cocky attitudes and no flirting. Wilbur had enough of the blandness and sitting around all day, so , he made his way to the Las Nevadas sign.
30 minutes..No sign of Q
1 hour...
2 hours...
2 1/2 hours....
"I'll just go home. I'm getting hungry." He spoke to himself, a sadder tone ran through his words.
"What do you want?"
"Ducky?"
"No it's dream. Of course it's me prick."
"Oh. Hi."
"Are you ok?"
"Mhm."
"You don't seem it?"
"It's nothing really i was just heading back."
"What do you mean? How long have you been here?"
"Listen Q. It doesn't matter ok. "
"Stop being stubborn." The smaller man said becoming frustrated. He hated his rival sure but he still cared for his feelings.
"Just leave me alone."
"This is unreasonable. C'mon."
"hm?-" Wilbur was cut off by a sudden hand on his.
"We're going to your happy place." Within seconds wilburs cocky and flirtatious attitude returned.
"Your room?"
"the bar you fucking dick."
"Oh" He pouted after but didn't decline going.
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The bar was busy and pretty loud too and soon after the two arrived they were drunk.

"Ducky have i ever told you how much i looooove you~?"
"Nooo, so tell mee"
"Thiiiiiis much." He said with a cheesy grin and extending his arms as far as they could go.
"I love you that much too!"

Truth is. Wilbur wasn't drunk. Neither was Quackity. It was all an act to see how the other reacted when they were drunk. But of course, neither knew that they were doing the same thing. Things began to escalate though. They were flirting more and more.

"Ducky?"
"Yes my wilby?"
"Can i kiiiss you?" Wilbur was like a puppy awaiting a treat, His non
-existent tail wagging.
"Of coursee~"
So wilbur kissed quackity, a small one but it still made them blush .
"Wanna go to my room?~" Quackity asked.
"Mhm~" Wilbur replied.
Here is where the true acting begins. Remaining the drunk act whilst doing god knows what.

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A/N: OK SO SCHOOL IS TOMORROW SO IM GONNA GO TO SLEPE BUT THANK YOU FOR THE READS AND VOTES<33 Sorry for having so much alcohol etc. included in this but let's be honest, Quackity owns a casino, he would 100% get hammered more than once a month.