Quackbur

Chapiter. 1: Las Nevadas

Quick writers note: ⟟ use this font for thinking and "this thing when you speak" so yeah enjoy!

TW: strong language, cigarettes
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Quackity's POV
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It was late and quackity was looking around Las Nevadas, his usual checkup, the boy was walking close to the strip club, where Karl works, as he took out a pack of cigarettes. Quackity saw a silhouette, It seemed to be a tall brown haired man with round glasses coming near the short boy. He was staring at the man approaching.

"Hey duckling" the tall man said while walking closer. what is he doing?

"What the fuck are you doing in Las Nevadas, wilbur" quackity said angrily.

"Woah calm down there Little man" wilbur said while putting his arms in the air.

"I'm not fucking calming down bitch, you just randomly arrive in my country without asking anyone and now you just act like nothing happend? ⟟ don't trust you wilbur and ⟟ never will, you blew up your own fucking nation" quackity said quite fast, as he was angry.

"Look, ⟟ know I'm coming at the last second without warning anyone and yes, ⟟ did blow up my own nation but ⟟ just wanted to see you okay?" Wilbur said in a calming tone.

"What? Why!? Im just a random guy that his own friends left behind to build another nation, im not important wilbur" quackity said, as his anger turned more into sadness.

"Because ⟟.. ⟟ don't know.." wilbur said as he was looking in the short man's eyes, slowly getting lost in them.

Quackity looked up to see wilbur looking at him, he quickly looked away as he felt his cheeks burning.
Omg he's so gorgeous wait.. no he's not he's a fucking prick.. but.. NO WHAT ARE YOU THINKING HES GONNA DESTROY YOUR NATION STOP THIS RIGHT NOW.

"You don't wanna stare at my beautiful face?" Wilbur said while smirking as he was now looking at quackity's pinkish, perfect lips.

"No the fuck not" quackity said while blushing so hard, he was looking at the ground trying to hide his face. What is this man planning to do..? He obviously have a perfect face but.. why is he telling me?

"Ouch that hurts, doesn't my duckling like his owner?" Wilbur said hoping quackity would blush even more.
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Wilbur's POV
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His lips... so.. perfect ⟟ could just kiss them right now wilbur got closer to quackity, closer again, closer until there was a couple inches left between them, still looking at his lips. Quackity backed up quickly.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?! Leave now!" Quackity said as he was clearly panicking.

"Or what hm? ⟟ know you like this but alright, I'm no prick" wilbur said as he was backing up a little
im not leaving that's for sure, I'll just hide somewhere over there

"By the way I'm not dumb ⟟ know you're probably gonna stay here so I guess you can come sleep at my hotel but tomorrow morning, you're leaving."

Fuck he knows me too well but wait.. ⟟ get to sleep at his hotel?!

"Yeah Yeah can ⟟ even sleep in your room?" Wilbur said while staring at quackity.

"No." Quackity awnsered very quickly

Wilbur made a frown, teasing quackity. Quackity finally looked at wilbur and rolled his eyes

"You know you could just leave and go back to your old dusty van hm? But no of course you're gonna stay here" Quacktiy said while chuckling, of course he was teasing wilbur. It was their way of flirting.

Wilbur started walking over to the hotel with quackity following behind with his short legs.
Okay he's behind me if ⟟ stop for a little while ⟟ could catch up with him and hold his hands they walked a bit further, now close to the fountain no he'd hate me even more. A few minutes passed and they were now at the hotel

"Your room will be the room 467 go over there and DONT get out of the hotel got it?" Quackity said

"Yeah yeah sure" wilbur said, heading to his room

The room was a nice room with ordinary grey walls, white beds, a bathroom, a fridge with counters, a tv in front of the bed and a concrete floor. Surprisingly the room was very close to the owner's room (quackity's room). Wilbur sat on his bed, playing one of his songs with his lovely guitar.
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723 words so that's the first chapiter ⟟ will continue the story soon. It's my first story that ⟟ wrote so tell me how it went? Anyways see ya on the other chapiter