two weeks

An interesting meeting

Okay so, there will be some PLATONIC flirting between Wilbur and quackity because platonic quackbur is so funny. NO IRL SHIPPING OR WEIRD SHIT, I just think yall deserve an angst break :) No tw/cw for this chapter.

Wilbur got out of the car, dusted himself off and straightened Tommy's tie. Tommy tried to wave him off, "Stop man!"

"Straighten your posture, Tom." Tommy tilted his head in confusion, "Tom? You never call me Tom."

"Sorry, I'm just trying to get into a professional mood." Wilbur smiled calmly.

"Loosen up, you look like a prick."

"Perfecto." Wilbur replied sarcastically as they walked into the small office.

Planet Duck Law Firms - The sign above the door read.

A kind looking man in a beanie walked over to them. "Wiiilbur! How ya doin'! You must be Tommy!" He shook both of their hands and Tommy saw Wilbur's professional demeanour relax. "Uh, hello Mr Quackity." Wilbur said, blushing slightly. "Yeah, hi." Tommy chimed in.

"Please, Wilbur! Call me Alex, and no need for the suit, as good as you look in it." Quackity winked and smiled jokingly. Wilbur tried to gather himself, flustered, as Tommy burst out laughing. "O-oh.. okay. Mr Qu- ALEX." Wilbur spoke a bit too loud and went red. "Oops, I-" Tommy laughed even louder, "Wilbur, calm down. He just told you your suit was nice." Quackity laughed politely too, "Should we get started then?" Wilbur nodded and walked through into the office, still blushing slightly.

"You look really good in that suit, Wil." Phil smiled, proud of his son going to prom. Wilbur beamed. "You look like shit." Tommy said as he walked out of the room with a glass of milk. Phil giggled, "That's code for: you look nice, Wil." Wilbur chased after his brother and tackled him into a bear hug, "I'm going to kill you when I get home." Wilbur joked. Tommy mock-screamed and ran upstairs. Wilbur smiled, waiting for his girlfriend Sally to be outside. Wilbur missed Sally. Even after all these years.

"Wilbur? Wakey wakey." Tommy waved a hand over Wilbur's face. "Oh, sorry." Wilbur hung his head in embarrassment. "I really found quite the case, huh?" Quackity joked. Tommy laughed but Wilbur just smiled weakly. "Just give me a moment." Wilbur walked out of the room, and out to the back of the small building. It's okay Wilbur, calm down, breathe slow. There is nothing happening that is out of your control. Just breathe, go back out there and talk to Quackity.

Wilbur walked back into the office, looking less red and anxious than before. "Ah! The main attraction is back!" Quackity joked. Wilbur took a deep breath and laughed. "You're not too bad yourself." Tommy cringed a little, "Get a room or move on." Wilbur grinned. Quackity sat down and quickly became more serious. "Okay. What are we dealing with here?" He asked, referring to the case. Tommy's face went slightly whiter, he looked at Wilbur. "Okay, uh. I'll explain, it's okay Tommy." Wilbur went on to explain what happened to Tommy in the hospital, as Quackity nodded sympathetically.

"Okay. Wow. Well there's no doubt we have a case here." Wilbur's eyes lit up just a bit. "I need to do a bit of my own research on these kind of cases, and I will call you back in a few days. Just, uh, Tommy? I want to make sure you're aware that you'll have to make a victim impact statement in court." Tommy nodded shakily, Wilbur had told him this. "Right. Okay. I will be in contact about another meeting in a few days to a week. Is that okay?" Wilbur nodded, "Yes, uh, perfect." As Wilbur and Tommy walked out of the room, Wilbur heard Quackity mutter "Hombre guapo..." If Wilbur had learned anything from his year of Spanish in high-school; that was enough to make him start blushing again.

As Wilbur walked out to the car, he keeled over laughing. Tommy laughed too, mostly just confused. "I was expecting this... professional fucking guy... and I just got flirted with the....WHOLE TIME!" Wilbur wheezed out between laughs. Tommy burst out laughing too, "Your fucking face... when he said it!" They stood in the parking lot, laughing for about 10 minutes, when they finally composed themselves, they got into the car. Wilbur went to take his keys out of his pocket and a small piece of paper fell out. Call me, me gusta tu estilo ;) 122232232323 (i'm joking, don't have another heart attack) Wilbur laughed quietly to himself and put the note away.

They decided to stop by at Niki's bakery for a chat and a donut on the way home. Niki ran over as soon as she saw them, "Hi Wil! How did it go?" Wilbur laughed quietly. "It went..uh... it certainly happened." Tommy chuckled, "The guy just flirted with Wilbur the whole time." Niki scanned Tommy's face to see if he was serious, and began to laugh. "Oh wow! You two should go on a date, Wil!" Niki grinned as she saw Wilbur turn red. "I'm kidding! But, in all seriousness, do you have a case?" Wilbur's eyes lit up again. "We do!" Niki beamed and wrapped the two of them up in a hug. "Thank goodness! Stop by later, I'll make a celebratory cake! I think someone is coming to apply for a job, but it should be fine." She smiled and ushered them out of the bakery. "Now, I have work to do, scram you little raccoons!" Wilbur and Tommy laughed and ran back to the car.

When Wilbur and Tommy immediately ran into their rooms to take off the suits. Wilbur didn't like feeling professional and it was a bad sensory day for Tommy. They changed into more comfy outfits and watched a movie on the couch. They watched The Matrix and spent most of the duration speaking over the movie and debating the meaning of the movie. Once they finished the movie, Tommy went silent. Wilbur knew this meant he was thinking about something Wilbur would struggle to answer or explain.

"Have you done anything bad that I don't remember? I remember all of the really bad stuff.. Like... you know."

"Yeah." Wilbur frowned.

"So have you?"

"I- Well- Uh... No?"

"Do you expect me to believe you after you stammer like THAT?"

"I don't think I'm ready to say. It's nothing... uh. It's nothing too bad."

"You sound like you're trying to convince yourself. Amnesia sucks. I wanna know the tea!" Wilbur just laughed.

A few hours later, Niki called.

"Come to the bakery! I have the celebratory cake done! You might need to wait a minute, I'm just interviewing someone!"

"On our way." Wilbur smiled. They decided to walk instead of drive, it was a nice evening. They chatted more about the meanings of several movies, laughed about Quackity, Wilbur tried to help Tommy remember Techno. - To no avail. They reached the bakery and walked over to the chairs in the corner as Niki was interviewing someone. Once Wilbur heard her speak, he froze. Tommy noticed this. "Wil? You okay?" Wilbur placed a hand over Tommy's mouth as the girl turned around. That salmon coloured hair, that voice, that fucking smile. He was sure it was her. It scared him. "Okay, Thank you Sally! I'll be in touch." Niki said kindly. All of Wilbur's suspicions had been answered.

"S-Sally?" He asked weakly.