Quackity: Okay, truth or dare?
Wilbur: Truth
Quackity: How many hours have you slept this week?
Wilbur:
Wilbur: ...Dare
Quackity: Go to bed.
Wilbur: I don't like this game.
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Quackity: *Gets down on one knee*
Wilbur: Oh my god, it's finally happening!!
Quackity: *Falls over*
Wilbur: The poison is kicking in!!
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Wilbur: I learned some very valuable lessons from this.
Quackity: I'm guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lessons you actually should've taken away.
Wilbur: Death isn't real, and I'm basically God.
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Quackity: Let's watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl!
Wilbur: Okay!
Quackity: And make out during the scary parts!
Wilbur: Th-
Wilbur: The scary parts-
Wilbur: Of Sharkboy and Lavagirl-?
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Quackity: *Walking in to a room* Sorry I'm late... I was... doing things.
*Sounds of running footsteps progressively getting louder*
Wilbur: *Out of breath* THEY PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKIN' STAIRS.
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Wilbur: I turned out perfectly fine!
Quackity:wilbur, this morning you thought a ghost made your toast.
Wilbur: I DIDN'T PUT THE BREAD IN! YOU DIDN'T PUT THE BREAD IN!!!
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Quackity: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I'll wait.
Wilbur: You and me!!!
Quackity, tearing up: Okay.
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Wilbur: I'm 10 times funnier and sexier than you
Quackity: 10 times 0 is still 0 though
Wilbur: Jokes on you!! I can't do math!!
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Quackity: may XD give me patience..
Wilbur: I think you mean 'give me strength'.
Quackity: If XD gave me strength, you'd be dead.
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Quackity: You're the love of my life and my best friend, I would do anything for you.
Wilbur: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule.
Quackity: Absolutely not.
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Quackity: Okay you have to pick, weed or me.
Wilbur, a whole ass fucking joint in his hand: WEED.
Tommy: Damn..he didn't even think about it..
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Quackity: *Accidentally hits Wilbur in the face*
Quackity: *Trying to decide between saying 'I'm fucking sorry' and 'Are you okay'*
Quackity: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?!
Wilbur: What's wrong with you?!
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Wilbur: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming
Quackity: It costs you zero dollars to keep that thought to yourself.
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Wilbur: What's up guys? I'm back.
Quackity: What the- you can't be here. You're dead. I literally saw you die.
Wilbur: Death is a social construct.
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FanfictionOh lord I used to be so cringe This book is over btw Ive grown out of this phase thank the gods
