Got this idea from Wilbur's wine stream with Quackity :)
Characters: Wilbur, Quackity and George.
[Wilbur and Quackity drink alcohol on stream... but something goes wrong]
TW// Allergic reaction
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Wilbur's POV
It's the 16th of December 2021 today. Exactly a year ago, Quackity and I planned on doing a wine stream and it finally happened today. Initially, it was supposed to be on Tuesday but Quackity had to cancel. So far, the stream was going pretty well. I called him Alex in real life, but whenever we streamed I called him Quackity just because I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable. I never expected any of us to get drunk, maybe a little but not to an extent that chat could tell.
"I did bring this." I spoke, carrying a 'Cadbury Milk Tray' to the frame.
"Oh, chocolate." Quackity said in a Mexican accent.
"Chocolate." I repeat after him in my British accent, doing a comparison of our voices.
"Why'd you say it like 'CHOC-LET'. Not 'CHOCO-LATTES' whatever that foreign language is. We don't say that here." He joked, I burst into laughter.
Halfway through the stream, I left to get us more alcohol. Some beer for Quackity as he requested for the next day and a bottle of vodka because he's never tried it. After his first sip, he instantly gave a disgusted reaction. I wasn't shocked in the slightest, he did the same for wine which tastes less stronger.
"Are you allergic to anything?" I asked, seeing Quackity put a chocolate in his mouth.
Noticing he refused to chew the chocolate, I assumed he is.
"What are you allergic to?" I added.
"Nuts." He answered, then starts to consume the chocolate.
"That's hazelnut." I let him know quickly, he continues eating it.
"Fuck it. Have you heard the Kanye song where he's like 'guess we're going to jail tonight'? I guess I'm going to the morgue tonight." He mumbled as he ate.
A little bit more into the stream, I noticed he was getting more drunk. Vodka drunk, which is worse than wine drunk. He spoke less, when he did it was somewhat slurred. I didn't pour much for him after that, we just continued talking. We hit the 3 hour and 30 minute mark on my stream when I decided to end it.
"I'm streaming tomorrow, 9pm, doing Phasmophobia with Shelby, Jack and Scott Smajor. "
"And Quackity."
"You'll not be needed."
He shows me his middle finger, I laugh.
"BYE!" I farewelled, pressing the end stream button.
"I'm going to the toilet, I'll be right back." I said to him, leaving him by himself for about 5 minutes.
That was probably the most fun I've had on my own stream. Quackity's 20, (turning 21 this month) and I'm 25. Although we're both adults, I've known him longer than anyone else on the SMP and I get a sense of protectiveness around him like I do with Tommy. I don't open up to many people but I talked to Quackity a lot since I met him in real life, even about deep conversations. He was like another brother figure to me.
Once I got back, I saw him sitting on the carpeted floor, his head in his hands, beanie off and his knees up to his chest. I knew something was wrong.
"Alex?" I called, crouching down to him.
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