~Try to Detect My Love: Unmasked (Quackbur)~

~Awake~

A/N: the song is: GUY.exe by SUPERFRUIT 

TW: Blood, scars and bruises mention

Enjoy!

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Wilbur's POV:

I woke up. Finally. I was still on the floor. I felt my face. It was hot and sticky. My head was still bleeding. Shit. Q.

I stood up as fast as I could with my shaky legs. I wondered quickly towards a mirror. Whoa. Long, thin, sharp scars, blue and black bruises, and smudges of black blood smeared over my face. It looked like he used a knife and his hand on my face. It looked like Dream went ham on my face. I knew I was hit in the head, but wow, my face said a lot. And wow these scars won't heal easily.

I worriedly limped all over the tiny motel room, looking for him. Looking for Q. I whimpered. I've grown a liking to Q. I don't even known his real name. It's embarrassing. Is something wrong with me? But where was he? I started to double check the rooms, not like I was going to find him, when I spot something odd on the kitchen counter. A...note?

'He L lo Wilbur. Don't w o rry. Agent Q will be ju s t fine. He is in my care. A nd do n ot worry about the other a g ents too. Th e y are safe. l ive. Liv e your life and forget about all of this. s tay safe. -Dream.'

Talk about passive aggressive. But the letter was strange. Some part of me was even telling me something was hidden in the peculiar note, but what was it ? 

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George's POV:

We were far from the prison. 

The car drive was awkward. I sat on the right side of Dream while... someone sat on the left. God, I didn't know Dream was going to do this. Why didn't he just break me out of prison first before he started the plan? I had rethought the whole plan already.

"What is it Georgie?" Dream was looking at me curiously.

"Oh, it's... why did you... I-"

The sedated person stirred. They were handcuffed and his ankles were tied together. Dream and I stiffened. Wow. They were waking up. The gods really hate me or the timing is perfect. They opened their eyes. 

"G-George? Where am I? Ok. Where's Wil? God, am I going to die? Can someone explain-"

Dream grabbed a bandana and tied it around Q's mouth. Q muffled some words and struggled a bit before giving up and sighing. Which was strange for him but I guess he was tired. Then Q just stared off into space.

"George?" I glanced over to Dream, giving him a disappointed look. "Whatt?"

"God Dream you are so annoying." He put his hand on my thigh, which irritated me even more. "We promised each other not to start this plan until we were together." Q glared at us as soon as I said that. He must be thinking 'Plan? What plan? What have they been planning? '. Poor Agent Q. Lost in his head, questioning things he'll probably never get answers too.

"George you know I was worried about you. I had to start." He squeezed my leg slightly. "It took the gang a little while to find where you were located, so I had to find it myself! Some people are useless..." I sighed.

"Anyway what happened to Wilbur? What did you do?" Q mumbled some things under his gag, it sound like he wanted to know too.

"Oh he's finee. Healthy and happy. Probably sleeping somewhere..."

I scoffed. "Really Dream? Healthy? And I doubt he's happy..."

"He is! I promise Georgeee. Not a mark. See." He took out a burner phone. He never really had his own phone. And he showed me a picture. It was the man I knew as Wilbur. He was laid unconscious on the floor. There was a small blunt mark on his forehead, must be from a bat. He did always carry one on him anyway. "I doubt that'll be the last time we see him anyway..."

Weird. What did he mean? "Oh! And how is Sapnap? I know he went to NYC. And did he do his part of the plan properly? Well I'm guessing he did if you found Q." Dream wiggled uncomfortably in his seat. He slowly removed his hand from my thigh.

"Uh, well he's dead..."

"What? He's what? I couldn't hear you Dream."

"George he's..." Dream turned to look at me. "He's dead George."

I heard white noise. It felt like I had zoned out, no longer in the car with a fugitive and a kidnaped agent. Sapnap? Dead? No, there must be some mistake. 

"Hey, George, it's ok. He was a fork in the road anyway. He only died because he snitched! It's a new thing I implanted in the gang since you were gone."

I mumbled an 'ok' and looked down. That was all the questions I wanted to ask for now. Dream will just have to wait until we get back to a safe and secure place. He'll hear an ear full out of me.

I sadly glanced at Q. He was looking out of the blacked out window. It wasn't like he could see anything. My guess is that he misses or is worried about something. 

Or someone...

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Words: 895

A/N: Can you guys figure out the clue? I would honestly love it if you could lol

And why is there DNF in this book-