Wilbur's Angst

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"You have her!" Wilbur cried, pointing to Quackity. "You know where she is, you motherfucker!"

Quackity raised his hands up. "No, I was fighting with you the whole time!"

"He's right," Tommy said, jumping in. "He didn't take her, but I think I saw-"

"We're really going to base Niki's whereabouts off of 'I think'?" Wilbur practically screamed. "Why the fuck don't you care?!?" Wilbur advanced towards Quackity, but must've changed his mind and tackled Tommy instead. "WHERE THE FUCK IS NIKI?!?!?"

Tommy tried and failed to push Wilbur off of him. "I don't know! I was watching the fight!" Tommy rolled over, pinning Wilbur under him. "I was trying to say I think I saw Dreamon in that shack!" Tommy tried to point to the shack, only to see it was no longer there.

"You're fucking insane!!!" Wilbur screeched, throwing Tommy off of him with ease. Wilbur ran towards Quackity, snatching the Netherite axe. He whipped around and pointed the axe towards Tommy. "One more step, and I will fucking kill you and your friends."

Tommy stood up, mud and leaves all over him. He put his hands up non-threateningly. "Wil, lets talk about this, big man."

"NO!" Wilbur roared, walking closer to the younger blonde. "No," His voice broke off. "You have to know were she is."

"Maybe instead of threatening my friend, we can try to look for her," Quackity gave a smile with a missing tooth. "That sounds better, doesn't it?"

"Yeah!" Tommy said, cutting off when Wilbur gave him a glare.

"...Fine." Wilbur decided, handing the axe back to Quackity. "But where do you plan to find him, dickhead?"

Quackity glared at the tall grey streaked haired man. "I don't know. But Tommy said he saw someone-"

"Guys," Tommy said suddenly. The blonde pointed to the dirt by a large oak tree. "Foot prints. Two pair."

Wilbur looked over Tommy's shoulder. "IT WAS TECHNO!" He exclaimed suddenly. "HE TOOK HER!!"

"No!" Quackity insisted. "If Tommy said he saw Dreamon, it could have been Dreamon."

"But there is only two pairs of footsteps," Wilbur hissed. "So it was Techno."

"Dreamon doesn't have feet," Tommy pointed out. "And see how the footprints drag here and there." The blonde pointed at specific spots. "Someone took them- more like dragged them... Dreamon."

Wilbur paused, then growled, "I guess." He reached to his back pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He motioned to Tommy. "Want some?"

Tommy shook his head, disgusted. "I'm fucking seventeen. I'm underage, Wil."

"Well, I'd like some," Quackity said, not even waiting for a response to snatch the pack. He slipped one out and lit it, putting it to his mouth like the blonde had seen Wilbur do lots before. Quackity inhaled, looking very satisfied.

"How old are you?" Wilbur asked, snatching the pack and putting it back in his pocket. 

"Older than Tommy, why?" Quackity said after a long drag, blowing out dark smoke.

"Ugh, you just act underage, and I'd prefer to stay out of the prison, thank you," Wilbur said as if it was the most obvious think ever.

"You literally offered it to Tommy," Quackity pointed out, glaring at Wilbur, who just shrugged in response.

"Guy's, we need to focus," Tommy said sensibly. "We should meet up with the others."

Quackity nodded, already walking in the direction of Ranboo and Tubbo.





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