-❝𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.❞ 𝙏𝙉𝙏𝙙𝙪𝙤

end - apologies and acceptance

// tw blood and death, suicide(?) //
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"What is it." Techno spoke, out of breath.

Wilbur looked at Phil and Techno. The two of them were like his family, and now they stood before him as if he were a stranger. The anger in their eyes heavy. And though none of them were necessarily close to Sapnap, but they were extremely upset at Wilbur for breaking their trust. He promised never to cause any hardship. That he would just stand on the side with his burger van. Though, here he was being punished for his actions.

He was being punished for killing Sapnap.

He looked in between Phil and Techno. Getting up and sprinting toward Quackity. He was limping harshly but he threw his body on Quackity's in a pained hug. His tall figure dropped down on the smaller one. His arms slung on his back, and his head hung on his shoulders.

"Quackity.." Wilbur shuddered a breath.

Quackity's mind still hadn't caught up. He thought Wilbur was trustworthy- that he was done with his bad guy days. He flinched to the man's longing touch. It felt like a motel, essentially. It felt like home, but it was fake. It felt nice, but it was so tightening and claustrophobic. It was a new experience, but it couldn't be anywhere close to the feeling of home sweet home.

"Don't-" Quackity's sob was muffled into Wilbur's shoulder. "Don't fucking touch me."

Wilbur's eyes widened as his heart pounded, Quackity could nearly feel it.

"Wait- Quackity please let me speak."

Quackity's eyes lowered. "I've let you speak for too long." He shoved the man off of him, summoning his sword into his hand in case Wilbur attempted to get closer. Wilbur tumbled to the floor, grasping his chest where Phil had slashed.

Wilbur breathed in sharply. "Q..-"

"You have no right to say my name!" Quackity screamed, tears prickling from the corners of his eyes. "You don't deserve the right to look at me."

Those words stung Wilbur's heart, as his "naive dick" comment stung Quackity's. It was payback.

"I-I'm sorry. I mean it."

Quackity chuckled in pity. "Now you apologize. Now you fucking apologize?! Now that you're on the ground- now that I'm above you with a blade in my hands- and that I have all the power in the world compared to you, you fucking apologize."

Wilbur could feel the emotion in Quackity's voice. The betrayal, the sadness. He could see the anger in just his hand alone, clasping tightly on the handle of the sword.

"You're pathetic, Wilbur. Honestly." Quackity emphasized every bit of speech that came out of his mouth, making sure to engrave it into Wilbur's brain. Every word, ever syllable, every letter, everything. It hurt. And Wilbur had no one to blame but himself.

"No.." Wilbur began. "No. I did it all for you. All I wanted to do was protect you from the assholes of the world!"

Quackity couldn't believe the words that were being traveled to his ears. "You're the only asshole that I need to worry about. You..- You lied to me, you promised you'd always be here for m-" Quackity pinched the bridge of his nose with his free hand. He was tired. Tired of arguing, tired of trying.

"Just do it already, Techno." He said, turning away and gesturing his sword. Yes, he had a weapon in his own hand and could easily slash Wilbur's skull open, but it would be too much to handle.

Techno muttered an "Alright" and forced his axe in the air. Wilbur's heart skipped a beat, a bead of sweat dripped off of his face. His hand was ridden of blood trickling down his knuckles. He shrieked out in a weak tone.