Don't Know How to Feel.

10. Movies and Dreams

Tommy knocked on his door, "Hey Wil?"

"The doors unlocked Tommy just come in," Wilbur said, focusing on the paper in his hands.

Tommy opened the door and sat on the bed, "What are you doing?"

"Brainstorming," Wilbur said.

Tommy walked up and peeked over his shoulder, reading what was on the paper, "Nice things we could do. What is this?"

"Me taking your advice."

Tommy smiled, "Alright then."

"So what did you need me for?"

"Oh yeah, I have a question."

"What is it?"

"Well," Tommy began, "I think you have been acting a bit different lately and I just wanted to know why."

Wilbur shook his head, "I'm doing just fine. What do you mean?"

"Literally when I came back you started acting all weird and shit. Then you kept on getting distracted and being all quiet."

"You asked this already," Wilbur groaned, "It was about work and the whole friend shit."

"Alright," Tommy said slowly, "So, who are you trying to be a better friend for?"

"Tommy I don't think I have to tell you," Wilbur smiled.

"Or do you?"

"Fucking Quackity alright."

"Oh," Tommy paused, "Was that why he was over?"

"No, he just came over," Wilbur shrugged, "Kind of the same deal with him though."

"What do you mean?"

"He said that he missed being friends like we were back during Pogtopia, so he decided to hang out with me."

"Oh well then screw this paper," Tommy said reaching for it.

Wilbur yanked the notebook away from him, "Hey, it's mine! What do you even mean?"

"It's simple Wil, really. He wanted to be nice and hang with you at our house. So how you be nice to him is by visiting him in his house."

Wilbur looked sceptical of Tommy's plan.

"Return the friendly gesture," Tommy crossed his arms.

"Fine, I will."

"Welcome," Tommy smiled standing up.

"Thanks, Tommy," Wilbur returned the smiled and shut the door behind Tommy.

'Time for Tommy's plan'

Quackity heard a knock on the door, 'This has been happening a lot lately.'

He thought of ignoring it for a good four minutes until the person knocked again.

Quackity sighed in defeat and walked towards the door, "Hello?"

"Hey, Quackity."

Quackity paused, looking at Wilbur in his door, "Oh, hey Wilbur."

Wilbur nodded, "How has your day been?"

Quackity moved so Wilbur could walk into his house, "Decent. You?"

"Honestly it's been boring. Haven't done anything."

Quackity nodded and lead Wilbur to the couch after he took his shoes off, "So what are you doing here?"

"Well," Wilbur began, "Around like two days ago you came over to my house and we had a good time and I just wanted to hang out some more."

"Really? Because me too."