Mind broken (Cross Over Fic)

🔥The Battle of The Wil's🌺

Quackity was talking with a man who was about a more then half a foot taller than him with fluffy hot pink hair and mustache, the man was wearing a similar outfit to Quackity but with a pastel theme to it, Quackity was oblivious at the man was flirting with him and that he was being stared at. "So what's your name? I don't think I got it when the meeting started" Quackity asked.

"It's Wilford Warfstash, and you?'' The pink haired man replied.

"I'm Quackity"

"that's a very unique name!" Wilford said happily.

Quackity smiled, liking Wilford's energy "thank you, you're a very fun guy"

"why thank you, you are too" Wilford had a big grin on his face. the man who had been staring at Quackity was starting to grow jealous of Wilford and his smile had faded.

Wilford looked over at the man "it's a bit rude to stare you know?".

The man blinked in surprise not expecting to be seen, he pointed to himself not sure who he was talking to "yes you" Wilford said in response to the man's gester.

"uh- sorry," the man replied looking away in embarrassment.

"It's ok" Wilford said before continuing his conversation with Quackity. After the meeting ended and everyone left, Quackity took Wilford to Las Nevadas. The man followed them.

"Wow, this place is big!'' Wilford said in awe at the buildings.

"Yup, I run this whole place" Quackity said proudly.

"really? That's really cool!" Wilford said looking at Quackity with a big smile.

The man walked up behind both of them and a hand on either of their shoulders "hey, Quackity!'' The man said happily. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing much just showing Wilford here Las Nevadas" Quackity sounded a little irritated that he was there.

"oh?" He looked at Wilford "hello, I'm Wilbur"

"Nice to meet you Wilbur" Wilford smiled.

"I could say the same to you, Wilford was it?''

Wilford nodded in agreement "yup".

Wilbur turned to Quackity "mind if I tag along with you two?"

"Sure, I don't really have much to do around here so yeah, plus I was planning on giving Wilford a tour of the area" Quackity shrugged.

"Nice" Wilbur backed a bit away so he wasn't towering over Quackity as they walked to the needle, beginning the tour.

After the tour, Quackity had some paperwork to do and lefted the Wils alone by themselves, Wilford was looking around the area and Wilbur was looking at him as if he was plotting something.

Wilford noticed “do you have a thing for me? Because this is the second time I've caught you staring at me”

“Well besides the fact that you're getting too close to Quackity” Wilbur responded sourly.

“what? You his brother or something?” Wilford rised a eyebrow.

“no” Wilbur rolled his eyes.

“Then why are you so defensive over him?” Wilford tilted his head to the side.

Wilbur didn't know how to respond to his question.

It finally clicked for Wilford “oh, do you have a crush on the little duck man?”

“yes, yes I do” there was an awkward silence, before Wilford spoke “So you're jealous that I’ve been flirting with your crush, huh?”

“yes and I want you to stay away from him,” Wilbur said aggressively.

Wilford smirked with a crazed look in his eyes “I’ll fight you for him pretty boi~”

Wilbur returned the look “Bet you pink haired bitch”

“shall we use weapons or not?” Wilford said with his hand on the gun holster.

Wilbur pulled out his sword “weapons for sure” he was ready to end this man.

Wilford pulled his gun out “poor choice of a weapon- you brought a knife to a gun fight”

Wilbur was surprised “it’s a sword and I’m not backing down”

“if you say so” Wilford cocked his gun and aimed it at Wilbur and Wilbur got ready to swing his sword “on the count of three- one...two...three!”. A gunshot echoed around the dessert nation, all of the residents left the buildings to see what the sound came from, Wilford stood there holding his chest with one hand and in the other was a smoking gun, he was looking down at his rivale who was laying on the ground motionless, he laughed for a moment “come on get up, we aren’t done-” he nugged Wilbur’s body with his foot “c-come on get up, you can’t be asleep… you said you wouldn’t back down!”.

Quackity ran over hearing the commotion “oh my- Wilford what did you do!?” he snapped.

“he wanted to fight… a-and we did…” Wilford explained, holding his head.

“Oh god- someone get him to a doctor!” Quackity yelled out to the residents.

Foolish carefully picked up Wilbur’s body and quickly went to go find Dr.Iplier or Henrik, Quackity dragged Wilford to his office and bandaged him up. Wilford couldn’t get his mind off of what just happened.

“What the Fuck were you two thinking!?” Quackity yelled.

“I-i I don’t know” Wilford answered scared and shaking.

“why were you two fighting in the first place?” Quackity asked, holding Wilford by the shoulders.

“... We were fighting for you-” Wilford said quietly. Quackity wasn’t sure what to say. Flashbacks of the party at Mark’s manor replayed in Wilford’s head, he started to repeat words to himself but they were quiet.

Quackity was confused “what are you saying?”

Wilford looked up at him with crazed eyes “I-i didn’t kill anyone- it was all a prank! J-just a prank! Th-heir just sleeping! Not dead! R-right?” tears started to form in his eyes.

Quackity wasn’t sure what to do but he figured calming him down was the best option at the moment “Yeah, their just sleeping not dead” He said kindly as he approached Wilford “their just sleeping for a long time” Quackity said as he hugged him, Wilford hesitantly hugged back and buried his face in the small mans shoulder. It didn’t take long for Quackity to calm Wilford down, but Wilford had fallen asleep on him in the process. Quackity carefully carried him to his bedroom and tucked him into his bed. Quackity watched over Wilford as he slept.