A Series Of Romantic Events ( DSMP QUACKBUR ONESHOTS )

Locker Love!

"YOU PRICK, GET BACK HERE!" A yell was heard rang along the hallways as to be brought with a tall blonde male shouting to a small running college student.

The pace of his running blew his hair to a breeze as he giggled and yelled back every now and then.

Who's seeing this bullshit? Wilbur the fucking soot. He sees this chaos unfold 24/7 so it's like an unnatural occurance.

He usually just bystanders around the halls and snicker in a bit of giggles whenever the two fight.

The little shit duo. Tommy and Quackity.

Tommy, the freakishly tall highschool student and Quackity, the freakishly short college student! Mix those two with chaos and you'll have yourself an iconic duo!

But this time, instead of Wilbur being the ever so innocent bystander got dragged into Quackity's mess.

Wilbur was also a college student so he was in the same class as Q. And if Tommy didn't exist then Q and Will would've been the iconic duo. But nOoo, the gremlin had to ruin the popularity fun.

But, no worries! Q and Will were those rumored couples amongst the school so they were pretty popular.

Wilbur quite enjoyed the popularity unlike Q, who kept pissing Will about how to keep the flirting to a minimal.

But not this time. This time, Q decided to drag Will's ass into their iconic duo mess.

As Quackity ran away from the panting blonde, he yanked the brunette's hand and made him run with him aswell.

"QUACKITY- WHAT THE HELL-" Wilbur shouted as he kept stumbling from Quackity's pace and the fact he kept grapping him up and yanking him like a doll.

"FIND ME A HIDING SPOT, QUICK! CAN'T LET THIS DUMB DUO TRADITION END!" The short black haired boy yelled as he proceeded to run faster as he searched any possible hiding spot.

"Ah yes! Tradition! OFCOURSE WE HAVE TO KEEP THE FUCKING TRADITION WITH YOUR LITTLE TOM AND JERRY SHIT" Will yelled back with a face that screamed 'you're so dead to me, bitchface'

Quackity just rolled his eyes as he yanked Will to be infront of him this time.

"OY, YOU COCK" He shot back with narrowed eyes. A pout formed as Quackity gestured him to find a hiding place.

Wilbur reluctantly did as he was told or more so gestured as he scanned the halls to find.. no hiding spot-

well crap. Okay- maybe another room..? No,, that's obvious-

"HURRY, BITCH" Quackity yelled as his foot tapped faster as he can hear Tommy's yells getting louder and louder.

"SHUT" The brunette shushed the boy as he finally had an idea. But the said idea would be like torture..

"l have an idea but-"

"GOOD, NOW LEAD US!" The short college boy hurriedly said.

"BUT! THERE'S A BUT, YOU BITCH." He pouted with a huff. "But it'll be cramped and uncomfortable." He finished his sentence as he rolled his eyes.

Quackity only groaned.
"I don't care, l can handle it! NOW GO GO" He pressured the brunette.

Will dragged the boy as he ran to his locker and started to unlock it.

'Oh shit, we're hiding in a locker? damn' Quackity thought. He finally figured out why Will said it'd be cramped.

"GET IN" Wilbur shouted as he swung open the locker and shoved Quackity in.